I cannot retreat. It’s a fight to the bitter end! It’s difficult to avoid fighting the White Lily Corps.
I, who had won a narrow victory, laid Christine (Female) on the bed and looked for the next target. Unfortunately, due to Christine (Female)’s level up or the initial surprise attack, I hadn’t managed to make her faint.
“…She’s resting a bit.”
Please rest well. If you don’t use your strength, there’s nothing I’d be happier about. I left the room, holding her clothes.
My next target is Alana (Female), the eyes of the White Lily Corps. By now, she must have found me and would be scolding Priscilla (Female) for not being able to get close. Excessive pressure dulls judgment.
When I separated from Christine (Female) and used Wide Area Mind’s Eye, Alana (Female) noticed and increased her speed, closing in. Alana (Female), that’s carelessness born from relief from pressure.
I put her clothes down just after turning the corner and jumped onto the second-floor window railing. If she comes around the corner at full speed, I’ll attack from above.
If the White Lily Corps also loses their sight, they might retreat… That won’t happen, though. My opponent is Priscilla (Female), nor do I have a hidden objective to make Priscilla (Female) the supreme being this time.
When I searched for the White Lily Corps with Wide Area Mind’s Eye, Alana (Female) was eager to make up for lost time. She didn’t know she was walking into a trap…
Alana (Female) was in a panic. She knew Mikael’s location, but she couldn’t go there. She knew what would happen if she did. She had never felt such pain before.
However, the pressure from Priscilla (Female) was gradually intensifying, her body hair standing on end.
As she became intoxicated by the mingled scents of Mikael and Christine (Female), she could feel her own desires surging.
Just then, the scent she was pursuing began to move. The Captain was moving alone. Christine (Female) was not with him. She had to catch him. The surging desire propelled Alana (Female) forward.
Alana (Female) pursued Mikael at a speed that left Priscilla (Female) behind. More than the fear of fighting alone, more than the pressure on her back, she was consumed by the passionate desire to plunge the Sword Gauntlet into Mikael.
“I’m gonna die!”
As she rounded the corner, Mikael’s figure was gone, replaced only by discarded clothes like an empty shell… “Alright, good work.” I jumped down from the second floor, landing directly behind her. While being careful of the Sword Gauntlet, I embraced her and leaped onto the roof in one go.
“Captain, you’re going to die.”
As I held the willful Alana (Female) even tighter, she tried to resist with her power. Unlike Christine (Female), she had no intention of being caught, so I had no choice. It would be a disaster if she thrashed around on the roof.
As I took her to Christine (Female)’s location, I used the ultra-vibration flowing in my left hand, hitting places I wouldn’t normally touch, places where a knife would fly as a joke, places where…
Well, I used all the power I could to calm the squirming Alana (Female). When we reached Christine (Female), Alana (Female)’s kiss attack from being held didn’t stop, and she became like a cute girl.
Alana (Female), who had lost herself, froze when she noticed Christine (Female) was there. That contrast was… captivating. I wanted to push her down right there, but if she regained her senses, it would save me trouble.
“Are you angry at me like Priscilla (Female) is, Alana (Female)?”
Christine (Female), who had pulled the sheet up to her chest and was staring intently at me from the bed, made a memory surface in Alana (Female)’s mind: “This is a dangerous place.”
“N-no, I’m not. Because my sister Priscilla (Female) seemed to be enjoying herself…”
Alana (Female) avoided looking at me, her gaze fixed on Christine (Female). The power of misfortune, which could be activated at any moment. Furthermore, an aura emanated from Christine (Female), who was now bare and wrapped in a sheet, that indicated death upon contact.
“Then, it’s over, right?”
Alana (Female) nodded silently in reply. That’s two dealt with. Four more to go.
“…Aren’t you going to continue?”
I’m not going to continue. Alana (Female) is now trembling cutely, perhaps persuaded or perhaps afraid of Christine (Female).
“… What if you continued?”
I’m not going to! The battle with Alana (Female) is over. From now on, it’s love and peace! Besides, there are still four people left. My battle continues.
“… What if you continued? … Alana (Female) is lonely too.”
Alana (Female) must be scared, but I’ll leave her here. If I’m not here, Christine (Female) won’t be so frightening, and you two can enjoy yourselves.
“Christine (Female), I still…”
“…Go ahead.”
Heart attack. I almost dropped Alana (Female), whom I was holding, and fell to my knees, but I managed to catch her before she hit the floor.
What are you trying to do? Alana (Female) was convinced and put away her sword, so don’t go back on your word. And stop having heart attacks.
“C-Christine (Female)…”
Unlike me, who could use Godspeed massage, Alana (Female) had no such ability. I removed her armor as she clutched her chest in pain, and then massaged her chest directly.
“…That’s right. …Since we’ve come this far, please cherish Alana (Female).”
So that’s what you mean! The continuation wasn’t about fighting, but about the flushed body’s heat, was it? You don’t have to do it. Alana (Female) had cooled down out of fear of Christine (Female).
As if Alana (Female) could hear my words, she nodded and shook her head, making me wonder who she was affirming or denying.
Looking at Christine (Female), her cold eyes, even without the power of misfortune, pierced my heart, making my pulse race. With dizziness and shortness of breath, I kissed Alana (Female).
Alana (Female) seemed surprised, her eyes widening, but then her heart eased. I’m sure Alana (Female) felt the same way… Huh? Alana (Female)’s eyes became hazy, melting.
Was it my kiss? To captivate Alana (Female) with just one kiss, I’ve grown too. Looking at Christine (Female), she held the sheet in front of her chest with her left hand and extended her right hand towards me, as if grasping space.
She’s using the power of the Goddess of Support. Christine (Female)’s hidden technique that quickens one’s heartbeat and manipulates them to do as she wishes.
Alana (Female) is now being forced to speed up her heartbeat, becoming a maiden in love. There are other ways to use this, too. Of course, the target is me… Are we doing it here?
“Um, Christine (Female)…”
“Captain, it’s me meow.”
Well, it’s fine. It was a bit rough, but it was an act of love. From behind, a standing back. I didn’t have much time, so I immediately thrust with Godspeed.
“Ahnn… Aaah… nn… meow…”
When I did it with Alana (Female), who was shorter than me, standing up, she was lifted off the ground. I held Alana (Female)’s chest with both hands and supported her with my cock.
“Aaahhh… my booody… is… Ugh…”
It felt more forceful than with Christine (Female), but my cock, which had penetrated Alana (Female), would not be removed without my permission.
Godspeed thrusting and withdrawal! Godspeed heart massage!
Christine (Female)’s power of misfortune continued to work on me until the end. Alana (Female) fell asleep peacefully with a look of ecstasy.
Well, it’s fine. Alana (Female) is cute.
Well, it’s fine. I still have to fight later.
Well, it’s fine. …It’s *fine*. But, I’ll finish it till the end.
I laid Alana (Female) on the bed and got dressed. It was a happy surprise that Christine (Female) helped me change.
I left the room, leaving Alana (Female) to Christine (Female). Four more to go. Oh, but first, a parting kiss.
Using Wide Area Mind’s Eye, I found them quickly and revealed myself only to Orietta, who was walking at the very back.
Orietta wasn’t wearing her armor. Her usual black Gothic Lolita outfit was cute even without my Mind’s Eye.
I waved to Orietta, beckoning her to come here. She understood my gesture of putting my index finger to my lips and signaling for silence, and as I expected, she came towards me alone after turning the corner.
“Are you also angry, Orietta?”
“Not at all~. More importantly, have you tried the new sword~?”
Come to think of it, the brawl started before I could hear the explanation. Orietta’s sword, which I had requested, wasn’t as large as a Buster Sword. I was a little uncertain about a Short Sword.
“Not yet. It’s a bit short and has a slightly unusual shape.”
“That’s because~ we made it together, the three of us~.”
A collaboration by three people!? The smell of something fishy wafted around me, perhaps due to my usual conduct. When Orietta and Rufina team up, the smoky scent… And if Sophia (Female) gets involved, even someone with my allergies can smell a scent beyond “fishy.”
“Wh-what kind of thing was made~?”
Perhaps a Railgun shoots out of the sword, or it fires a Laser… If a plumped-up Rossa appears, I’d consider it a good outcome.
“That’s because~”
Orietta’s explanation was full of technical terms like Alchemy, Divine Magic, and Dark Magic, so complex that it would need its own instruction manual. In short, it was a Magic Sword made with Alchemy.
As expected, actually using it is the best approach. Based on what I’ve heard, I’ll make Priscilla (Female) the first sacrifice. I’ll dedicate the sword’s virgin kill to Priscilla (Female). Please wait for me.
“Thank you. I’ll try it right away.”
“Do your best~.”
Three left. Two are full of killing intent, and one is not. I decided the first target would be Sophia (Female). I borrowed something interesting from Orietta and thanked her.
This is what professional work should be like. Logical, efficient, and without waste. Orietta did professional work, and I’m always grateful for it.
“Please tell Priscilla (Female) that I was attacked and defeated, or something like that.”
“I wasn’t attacked, and I wasn’t defeated~.”
That’s called covering for each other. I say that to avoid causing trouble for Orietta. Reasons can be found for anything.
“I wasn’t defeated either~.”
You don’t have to be defeated, it’s an act. If you say something vague, no one will notice. Just say “I was defeated.”
“I wasn’t defeated either~.”
Orietta, in her Gothic Lolita dress, turned around and bent over as if to show off her hips, looking back at me with teary eyes. To top it off, she lifted her frilly skirt a little…
Hey, that’s a foul! One strike, red card. What man could say “Okay, goodbye” after being provoked like that! There isn’t one here, at least.
However, this must be a trap. A cunning trap set by Priscilla (Female). She’s probably aiming to wear me down by targeting me individually.
Christine (Female) and Alana (Female) were also part of the trap. By luring me in like this with Orietta, what an obvious trap Priscilla (Female) is setting.
You’re too sweet, Priscilla! I’m not the kind of guy to fall for such a trap. I’ll fall for it! Let’s fight fair and square.
I’ve already fought two rounds, but the limit of my stamina is far off. No, even if my stamina reaches its limit, I have to fight. The fight is here! I lifted Orietta’s skirt and pulled down her panties, the only ones she wears.
As my finger touched her, she slid deeper inside. Ready already, you pervert Orietta. Without hesitation, I uttered a spell and thrust my Short Sword.
“Thiiiis… is… good…!”
With her hands against the wall, the Short Sword, as if expanding her inner walls, continued to thrust.
“Eeeiigghh… uuuhh… I’m… goiiing…”
Her Gothic Lolita dress fluttered, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh resounded as Orietta trembled and climaxed.
I lifted Orietta from behind, unsure of what to do with the Short Sword still embedded. Should I proceed to a second round?
“Haa… Haa… I want to do it again~ Next, let’s try the Triangle Horse…”
Godspeed, Mode Three!
After spending an unusually intimate time with Orietta, I only realized when I was getting dressed that thirty minutes had passed.
