The summons from the blonde girl.
I consulted Jelahagdome-san again.
"I'll go with you."
"Thank you."
This time it was just the two of us traveling. We left the shops in the others' hands and headed for Tiat Forest by carriage.
Inside the carriage, Jelahagdome-san kept making strange noises: "AWAWAWAWAWAWAWAWA!!!"
I had no idea what they meant.
After three days we finally arrived.
The moment we reached the town, the blonde girl greeted us with a bright smile.
"You came. Good."
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Right, Masked Person, come over here too."
The blonde girl laughed.
"This country is rotten to the core."
"There is no perfect political system. If you have the resolve to rule this country as king for the rest of your life, that's one thing," Jelahagdome-san said flatly.
"I don't want to."
"Thought so. Then don't do anything unnecessary."
According to the blonde girl,
"This country, this world is corrupt, so I want to fix it for them."
"No, you really don't have to."
The discussion went in circles.
"What was the beastkin rebellion even about?"
"Teaching proper governance to barbarians is a lady's duty."
The conversation refused to connect.
"My father also guided the local tribes with correct education and brought them happiness. I want to be like that."
Are you serious?
Please stop.
"Then dedicate your whole life to guiding the country. Don't meddle on a whim."
"No."
The loop continued.
"So what did you actually call us for?"
The real reason for the summons.
"Ah, there's this empire on the continent, right?"
The Tiludia Holy Empire, probably.
"I was thinking of taking it over."
I nearly fainted.
"Too barbaric. This country's religion—what kind of 'holy' church is that? They should just die."
The Holy Church.
The empire was backed by the Holy Church religion.
"The false faith is corrupting people's hearts. I'm going to start a coup, so give me advice."
A coup, apparently.
You should just go home right now.
"The Holy Church is indeed corrupt. That is a fact," Jelahagdome-san said calmly.
"But that doesn't give you the right to change it. Go home quickly."
"Hmm. Even wise people don't understand. Oh well. You'll understand eventually."
"That woman is dangerous."
"Yeah…"
We were politely sent away without achieving anything.
"Is your world full of people like her?"
"…In that era and that country, there were probably quite a few."
I wasn't an expert, but still.
"Her danger lies in how she immediately attacked the Holy Church. The empire's weakness is the church. Everyone knows that. Her movement might actually gain popular support."
"No way…"
I didn't know much about the Holy Church, but it had a lot of believers.
"The church is corrupt. The people have noticed. Her instincts are terrifying. She has real talent."
Jelahagdome-san sighed.
"A coup… it might actually succeed."
We returned to Shikito.
The moment we arrived, Yuira-san came running, face pale as a ghost.
"My husband! He's being drafted into the war!"
Yuira-san looked like she might faint as she shouted.
"To suppress the beastkin rebellion, I assume," Jelahagdome-san said.
"Yes! And his posting is right near the front lines!"
Her usual drawn-out speech was gone—she was that agitated.
Yuira-san's husband was a regular soldier.
"Even if we want to help, he's a proper soldier. If a rebellion breaks out, he has to go."
"He has almost no real combat experience! He's more of an administrative type! If he ends up in actual fighting…!"
"You've been telling him to change departments for a while now," Jelahagdome-san said calmly.
"Is there really nothing we can do?"
When I asked Jelahagdome-san, she answered,
"Pulling a soldier out right before a war starts is nearly impossible. The only realistic way is bribery."
Bribery.
"…So it really comes to that."
Yuira-san's voice trembled.
"Yuira, I'll be blunt. If things stay like this, your husband will die. That blonde girl leading the beastkin is seriously dangerous. She will win."
That's right. The opponent was a blonde girl from Britain.
"Th-that… what should I do…?"
Jelahagdome-san pointed straight at me.
"Ask him."
"Eh?"
"You have money, right? A hundred gold coins would make the top brass of the army turn a blind eye."
One hundred gold—ten million yen.
"S-such a huge sum…"
Yuira-san looked stunned.
"Master, bribery and buying influence are everyday occurrences in this world."
With that, Jelahagdome-san left us alone.
"…Yuira-san."
"I'll be honest. I don't love my husband that much."
A sudden confession.
"But he is Oumi's father. Even if I don't love him, he is still an important person to me."
I nodded.
"I don't want him to die. That is my true feeling."
In other words…
"…Yuira-san. You are my benefactor. I want to repay your kindness."
But…
"I can't just ask you to lend me a hundred gold coins so easily. I am not worth that much."
Still, Yuira-san stepped closer.
"I will pay with my body."
She pressed herself against me.
"If things continue like this, that man will die. Being cuckolded by his wife is still better than death. Besides… he already cheated first."
Yeah, she was holding a serious grudge.
"Even so, I know it's not enough. But… could you please help me?"
"Yuira-san. I understand."
"Thank you…"
One hundred gold coins.
The expense was painful, especially with recent spending.
But for Yuira-san… it was worth it.
I would have to make a lot more money.
Luckily, the profit margin on my sake was 100%. All it took was magic power.
Demand never ran out.
I had even started exporting to the dwarves recently.
"Time to grind."
That night, Yuira-san invited me over.
"I left Oumi with Roiza-san~"
Which meant…
"I will serve you tonight~"
Yuira-san.
"Yuira-san, you don't have to force yourself—"
"It's fine~ To be honest, as a person and as a man, I find you very attractive~"
Her speech was still a little drawn out, but it was speeding up.
"I am angry at my husband. I feel betrayed. But I don't think it's a sin worthy of death. The only way to atone for the same sin… is to do the same thing."
Yuira-san began undressing.
"I have one request. Please… ravish me mercilessly. Use the most sadistic, beastly way you can think of."
"Why?"
"I said before that I didn't want to do the same thing my husband did. I don't want sweet love whispers between husband and wife. I want to be violated. I want to be broken by force."
I see.
"Then I'll violate you, Yuira-san."
"Yes."
I immediately latched onto her large, soft breasts, sucking hard on one nipple.
"Nnnn!!!"
I didn't use any aphrodisiac this time.
It would probably hurt.
But if that was what her pride demanded…
"Your tits are so big, Yuira-san. Your nipples are rock hard already."
"S-such things…"
"These were only for your husband to play with? What a waste. I'm really happy. I've wanted to do whatever I wanted to you for a long time. We did anal before, but tonight I'm going to use every single part of you."
I kissed her deeply, forcing my tongue inside.
"Nnnn♡"
While kneading her heavy breasts, I tangled our tongues aggressively. She resisted at first, but soon went limp and started kissing me back.
"Nnn… Yuira-san."
"Ah♡"
I licked her lips and teeth thoroughly, then pinched and rolled her nipples until her whole body twitched.
"Tonight I'm going to completely dominate your body, Yuira-san."
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Yuira-san's perspective began here, but the night was only just starting.
The moment his words sank in, a shiver ran down her spine—equal parts fear and shameful excitement.
He didn't give her time to think.
He shoved her onto the bed, pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, and attacked her breasts again. His mouth was rough, teeth grazing her sensitive nipples while his free hand slapped the soft flesh hard enough to make it jiggle and redden.
"These fat tits have been wasted on that useless husband of yours. From now on they belong to me."
He sucked hard, leaving dark marks, then bit down just enough to make her cry out.
"Ah—! It hurts… but… don't stop…"
"You're already wet, aren't you? Your proud, proper wife pussy is dripping just from having your tits abused."
He forced her legs apart and shoved two thick fingers inside her without warning. The sudden stretch made her back arch.
"So tight… and soaking. You say you don't love him, but your body has been neglected, hasn't it?"
He curled his fingers, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while his thumb rubbed her clit roughly. Every thrust of his fingers made wet, obscene sounds.
"I'm going to ruin you tonight, Yuira. I'm going to fuck you so hard you forget that man ever existed."
He released her wrists only to flip her onto her stomach, yank her hips up, and slam his thick cock into her in one brutal thrust.
"Aaaaahhhhh—!!"
The sudden fullness made her see stars. He didn't wait—he started pounding her immediately, hips slapping loudly against her ass.
"Take it. This is what you wanted, right? To be fucked like a cheap whore instead of loved like a wife."
"Yes…! Harder…! Break me…!"
He grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and choked her lightly with his other hand while he railed her deeper.
"Your pussy is clenching so hard. You love being dominated, don't you? Say it."
"I love it…! I love being violated by you…! I'm your whore tonight…!"
He slapped her ass repeatedly, turning it bright red, then reached around and pinched her clit while still choking her.
"Cum. Cum on my cock while I treat you like a toy."
She came hard, screaming, her walls fluttering wildly around him.
But he didn't stop.
He flipped her again, put her legs on his shoulders, and drove even deeper, pounding her cervix with every thrust.
"I'm going to fill this married pussy with so much cum your husband will never satisfy you again."
"Please…! Breed me…! Mark me as yours…!"
He fucked her through a second orgasm, then a third, never slowing down. He slapped her tits, choked her, pulled her hair, and whispered filthy commands the entire time.
"Beg for my cum. Tell me you want to be my cum-dump instead of his wife."
"I want it…! Fill me…! Make me your cum-dump…! I don't want to be his anymore…!"
With a final, savage thrust he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded the first thick load deep inside her womb. The heat and volume made her cum again instantly.
He stayed inside her, grinding slowly, letting her feel every spurt.
"We're not done. I'm going to use every hole tonight—mouth, pussy, ass—until you can't even remember your own name."
Yuira-san could only moan brokenly, body trembling with aftershocks, already craving more of his rough, dominating touch.
The long night of complete submission had only just begun.