CH 120

Translator: “Ashita”                             Editor: “Weasalopes”

「…Is it you? The Peerless Hill General」

The Beautiful Viscountess frowned as she placed her hands on her hips.

She had a fierce look and her make-up is thick. But she can still be called a mature beauty.

She stepped on the face of the middle-aged pilot who was lying on the floor after he was sent flying with a kick.

(She’s removed her boots. It seems her manners are good )

The middle-aged man’s face seemed happy.

「This is good; their blades were dull」

Her husky voice is arousing.

She’s wearing the pilot’s uniform, though her lingerie is wrapped around her left ankle.

The clothes and bodies are wet with glistening liquid that are the aftermath of battle.

(My gaze, is she fine with it?)

I am gazing at her as strongly as earlier but she did not press down on her abdomen and collapse.

(It seems not to be active continuously)

I am somewhat relieved.

It is like my Magic Eye. It needs to be activated consciously.

(A passive sonar that always reacts to gazes. If a person were to have that, the person would not be able to live a normal life)

This was no time to relax.

To change her feelings, I’m resolved. I must return the Beautiful Viscountess’s body back to normal.

Come, I gesture to the bed with my chin.

「……Hmm. I won’t lose this time」

The large amber fountain. Perhaps she remembers that shameful sight, I could hear the gritting of her teeth.

We knelt and faced each other on the bed.

「Ha, this position again」

The Beautiful Viscountess had an expression of dismay.

Laying the Beautiful Viscountess on the bed, I turned my head toward her legs.

In terms of position, each of our faces are at the front of the other’s groin. Exactly the same as the Contest before God.

I silently raised her tight skirt and used my fingers to spread open the pod of the Edamame from both sides.

I then gently held the bean that was exposed to the air with my mouth.

「Tsk」

She was annoyed by my lack of response. The beauty clicked her tongue.

My licks appear to have no effect on the bean that was covered by a sturdy protective coating.

The beauty put my banana into her mouth.

A mellow sensation spread throughout me.

(She is adept as usual. She knows the ins and outs of males)

She skillfully traces the ridges at the back

But I cannot remain the only one enjoying this.

I activated my Magic Eye and looked at the beauty’s color temperature and light cycle.

My tongue then shook at its first bean cuisine in a long while.

(Although the appearance is that of an Edamame, they are actually walnuts with shells)

I call beans in this state an Elven bean.

I was surprised but did not falter. I had dealt with more than enough of these at 『Froi, the Elven Store. Wonderful Elves welcome you』.

(What has to be done is the same)

To cook it through at low heat, I used the tip of my tongue to diligently and gently roll them.

These walnuts get hard with stimulation because of their invisible thin skin that acts as a laminating layer.

By cooking it through and softening them up, they can be peeled off.

(There is one piece for starters)

As the heat passed through and softened it, I peeled off one piece of invisible thin skin. Narrowing my mouth, similar to sucking.

(Another piece)

As the bean boiled, I got another off. I slowly peeled them off without resting.

As I peeled off the twentieth piece, the Beautiful Viscountess’s state changed.

(Her defenses are weaker than the Elven women)

There was a reaction whenever I got a skin off.

It felt good when her mouth wriggled as she moaned while having my banana in it.

Her lower back swung from left to right but I held it down and did not let my mouth leave her bean.

*Peel, peel*

I concentrate solely on peeling.

The Beautiful Viscountess tried to get rid of me at every turn by moving her lower back. But if she were to do that, it will only increase the stimulation her bean, that was being sucked upon, received.

This time, she stuffed my head between her thighs and started rubbing it painfully.

(As if I will let go)

Both of my ears are rubbed by her plump thighs. However, I firmly locked my hands behind her hips and clung onto it.

Understanding that she could not force me off, the Beautiful Viscountess increased her offense on my banana.

(Ufu, it feels good)

Imposing the restraint to 『Not jack off』 on myself has decreased my limits.

The feeling of a long and rough tongue, skillfully using the inner part of her throat. It is on a level that cannot be easily found even in the brothels of the Royal Capital.

(Isn’t the cause for her husky voice due to the overuse of her throat)

She had that level of skill to make me have that suspicion.

At the end of the heated battle where both of us were near our limit, I finally peeled the last piece.

(Alright)

While making sure to not cause any stimulation, I silently remove my mouth from it.

I then gazed, at the figure of her shaking her body triumphantly, with satisfaction.

(My skills have not dulled if I were to say so myself)

The glossy bean in front of me.

Having been refreshed by my tongue, its sensitivity has returned to that of a young girl’s.

It can probably feel the flow of the air if I were to puff at it.

If I attack from here, there is no mistaking that the Beautiful Viscountess will head straight for the boundaries of her limits.

(But I will not do that now)

Winning here will only serve to build up a cage of losses within her heart.

To lose to the same opponent thrice in a row, including this battlefield with life and death at stake.

That will not be desirable for her mentally.

(The ones who will defeat her are the middle-aged pilots)

Answering to her request, they attempted Wickedness to the Defeated only to be insulted and kicked.

It will be too pitiful if this ended off with such a note.

And the Beautiful Viscountess would also realize if they led her to climax.

That her walnut has been broken and it is no longer Elven-like.

(I have already finished what I had to do. So it is alright for me to reward myself right?)

My banana is about to melt within the Beautiful Viscountess’s mouth. A sweet swore is rising up from my lower hip.

It is not like I am competing in a competition. There should be no need for me to hold back.

I pushed my hip forward and pushed deep into the inner part of the Beautiful Viscountess’s throat.

I then tightly hugged the Beautiful Viscountess’s hip that was in front of me.

(Getting rewarded……is the best!)

I felt euphoric as I let it out in the Beautiful Viscountess’s throat.

(Whoa, this, this is)

Just then, the Beautiful Viscountess showed an explosive display of competency.

Sucking out until the final drop, she was in a trance for a while as it all went down her throat.

「It is my win」

After swallowing it down and coughing several times, the beauty stood up while she used the back of her hand to wipe the area around her mouth.

Even as she was sweating from her forehead and her cheeks were flushed, she was bathed in the elation of successfully carrying out her revenge.

「I give up」

I earnestly surrendered while looking up at the beauty. I was half out of my mind.

The pouring of my load at the inner part of her throat earlier.

Rather than her hating it, she had turned on a powerful vacuum.

A relentless sucking that was perfectly timed with the timing when I let it out.

The definition of impeccable. I thought that much that even my two balls had come out in the open.

「That gaze is nice」

The triumphant Beautiful Viscountess is rubbing her left hand at her abdomen.

(What?)

Reacting to her words, I shot her a strong gaze.

Although I was dazed by being able to have a taste of her tongue technique, the details of her ability to sense gazes is important.

「What is it? Are you frustrated?」

Shortly after the Beautiful Viscountess’s abdomen shook when faced with my gaze, she moved her left hand away from it.

(……Hmmm)

Although there is no evidence, that is likely the case.

Her ability to sense gazes is activated by rubbing her left hand at her abdomen.

(Seems like there is nothing else I can do here)

Translator: “Ashita”                             Editor: “Weasalopes”

It is not constantly active. The activation key is rubbing her left hand at her abdomen.

It is already a huge haul for me to be able to come up with such a hypothesis for now.

I stood up from the bed and zipped my pants. I then walked towards the door.

(Hmm?)

Just then, my eyes met those of the middle-aged pilots. For some reason, they were sitting in a Seiza* position in the corner of the room.

There is no doubt that they were spectating my battle with the Beautiful Viscountess.

And their gazes as they looked up at me had, though little, a light of respect.

(That is because I put up a good fight against the Beautiful Viscountess)

I had a feeling that that was the reason.

(That’s right. I must let them know that I have dispelled the Elven curse)

I approached the middle-aged pilots and murmured to them.

(It can be said that she is not wearing any armor now. It will be effective now)

The center of the lower body that is the bean, it will probably pick up any kind of external stimulation.

After a moment, the two people looked at each other.

As if understanding what I was trying to say, they nodded at each other. They then stood up with vigor in the next second.

「What is it? You wanna have another go? You are no match for me no matter how many times we do it」

It seems like the beauty, drunk on victory, has not realized the change in her body.

(Well well, how will this turn out)

I chuckled as I got on fours and got out to the corridor from the hole at the bottom of the door.

Leaving a gap between them, the middle-aged pilots assaulted the beauty at the same time.

「Uahhhh!」

Screams of the beauty Viscountess can be heard coming from the room soon after I got out to the corridor.

Unlike earlier, it is a husky voice with sweetness in it.

A husky voice with cuteness in it. An extremely attractive voice.

「What is this! This is strange. There is no way I would react to the likes of you two!」

To be toyed with partners who she thought was lower than her, she must feel humiliated. There is a ring of frustration.

Following that, there were the voices of the middle-aged pilots that went, 『Eho, eho』.

(What is that? That voice)

As I peeped through the hole, they pincered her from the front and the back and were thrusting it at her.

Movements that are in sync, though simple, are a sign as if it will continue forever. This resembles farmwork.

There are reactions from the Beautiful Viscountess but she is probably overjoyed, the middle-aged pilots’ faces brimmed with happiness from the manual labor.

(She is also elated)

The men that have been well-built from working in the fields.

They may not be sharp but their power and endurance are immeasurable.

The Beautiful Viscountess that had been pincered shook her body many times but the middle-aged pilots did not stop. Controlling the Beautiful Viscountess’s resistance with their body weight and physical strength, they continue to thrust.

(All of you do your best)

The moaning of the middle-aged pilots and the sweet husky screams of the Beautiful Viscountess were unending. I was able to perceive the twitching of her abdominal muscles, as if they had received an electric shock, even from the other end of the door.

The prime minister approached me with hurried steps.

「What in the world did you do?」

He was quite shocked.

I closed one of my eyes and replied.

「Just a little bit of removing her shell」

The prime minister gave a 「Right」 that gave the feeling that he did not understand the meaning of my words.

For some reason, Lightning had folded his arms and was nodding.

(Well then, all that is left is to do something like having a discussion about Knights with Lightning until the middle-aged pilots have had their fill)

Sitting beside, I started the conversation.

Lightning also had things he wanted to ask and talk about and we had a blast.

(……But this is taking very long)

We have talked for quite a long time but the voices of the middle-aged pilots and the Beautiful Viscountess continue to reverberate from the room.

By the way, the middle-aged woman was using both of her hands to cover her ears while she was shivering.

It seems like she was unable to stand the continuous screams of the Beautiful Viscountess.

(Her husband is in big trouble tonight)

According to the prime minister, she is married to the gardener.

There is no mistaking that the flames have been lit in the middle-aged woman. Doing ordinary acts will probably not cool it off.

(What in the world is happening?)

Approaching the door, I opened the cover and peeked.

What I saw was the figure of the middle-aged pilot rapidly thrusting from Beautiful Viscountess’s back as he lifted her hands and held it down.

The Beautiful Viscountess’s posture was like that of a bird that had spread its wings.

The other middle-aged pilot thrust his banana into that very bird’s mouth and demanded for it to be cleaned.

(My oh my)

The middle-aged pilots have ceased to be the simple rural area gentlemen I know.

How do I put this…They are like dogs in heat.

Their tongue stretched out from their mouth that was wide open. They vigorously shook their bodies as their saliva scattered everywhere.

Their faces had lost any fragment of reason, they thrust rapidly, giving the reins to their carnal desires.

(They are still going at it)

The middle-aged pilot who had been cleaned was revitalized.

This time he entered from the very bottom of the Beautiful Viscountess’s body and the sandwich from the top and bottom started.

(……These middle-aged pilots are way more of a Peerless General than me you know)

The middle-aged pilot who was in charge of the back of the sandwich has finished and had been cleaned but he was also revitalized.

This time, it seems like he switched positions and both he and the middle-aged pilot who was thrusting from the bottom are intimidating each other.

(What persistence)

I hear that there are no brothels in the Nothern League of Nations.

The Beautiful Viscountess is like a drop of water in a drought.

There is no way this will stop until they have got it all out.

(So this is Defeated Wickedness)

A routine work that continues, without any consideration for the Beautiful Viscountess, until the carnal desires of the men die down.

What thoughts had ran through her mind as she demanded this?

Is it like Lightning had said – that she wanted to punish herself.

I do not know.

What I do know is that the Beautiful Viscountess’s bean has been refreshed.

If I were to give an example, it would be close to a situation where a young girl, who does not know anything about men, getting pulled into a bush out of nowhere by two middle-aged men.

(It is about time we stop them. But it was recognized as a right)

I agonized over it as I peeked through the rectangular hole.

Just then, I saw a change in the Beautiful Viscountess.

(Hmm?)

There was a huge shiver.

Then, at the next moment, she bent all the way back like a prawn.

At the same time, a familiar loud sound of water resounded.

I could tell that the middle-aged pilots, who were one second too late in grasping the situation, were shocked.

(……They have done it)

It is a re-enactment of the final scene at the Contest before God where there was an amber water fountain service for those seated in the audience.

They were also hit by an unrelentless pool of water at the other side of the door I am peeking through.

It seems like the Beautiful Viscountess has such a quirk.

The sounds of water continued.

It soon spread from the door out to the corridor.

I got away from the door and nodded to myself.

(Unlike men, she cannot stop it)

When I came to know of this, I was surprised by the difference between human bodies.

The prime minister that had noticed the commotion shook the middle-aged woman. He was probably signaling to her to clean it all up.

But the middle-aged woman with her eyes tightly closed and ears covered had no way of knowing this.

As expected, Lightning stood up from his seat and moved to control the situation.

(Let me return to the Royal Capital in the near future)

Leaving the commotion in front of me to the others, I put a hand on my chin and thought.

(There should be no more invasions from the Empire)

A huge loss in their forces and they have just retreated. It is hard to think that they will invade again.

(There will be no short on forces if Lightning rides that B-rank Knight)

I nodded as I left the place. I intend to leave that place to them.

(Let’s discuss this directly with the King)

Deciding this in my heart, I walked down the now lively corridor.

*[1. TL note: A formal traditional form of sitting in Japan where one kneels down and sits on the back of one’s leg. To find out more, visit https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seiza]