Rupegia Novel Chapter 124: Last-Minute Business – Part 3

Chapter 124: Last-Minute Business – Part 3

Intermission - Hana

So, we're taking a nice little stroll in the sun through the inner circle of mansions while we chit-chat with my little brother and his little male wife, then Alissa's evil fox grin appears in all of our minds, and she connects our pleasure with Wolfy's.

This wouldn't be the first ti she's done this prank, except that this ti, our dear husband is absolutely destroying the little rabbit's pussy while cumming non-stop… and that ans that we all also cum non-stop while feeling the pleasure and rage of a dragon at its apex as it breeds the finest little piece of at in this side of the empire.

"O-oops~… ahn~…" Alissa mumbles between uncontrollable moans.

There's simply no point in resisting the massive influx of pleasure, so I just let it flow out of … and there goes my pants.

Ah~… what a nice day to have an orgasm out in the open.

Thankfully, Nono is weak to his massive cock, so it soon cos to an end, then I release Romy's shoulder and sigh. My legs are left feeling like wet noodles (heh), but at least I can stand on my own now.

"Fuck, it's finally over. He made

so wet, the bastard," I grumble, then I unbutton my pants and show her my drenched panties. "See this? This is what we have to deal with, every day. He makes

so horny that even my pussy needs a [Heal] every once in a while."

I suddenly feel Wolfy's comforting presence enter my mind. "Hm? Oh… oops, sorry, I didn't notice," he apologizes through [Bind].

"Not your fault…" Yunia grumbles back and sends an internal glare towards Alissa.

"Eheheheh…" The cheeky little fox guilty laughs back at the castle as she fucks herself silly.

"Wow, that sounds horrible," Romy replies so dryly that it sounds like sandpaper grinding against my ears. But then, her sexy, thin eyes switch targets, and she narrows them threateningly at Hermann. "What is it that has caught your attention, Sir Grosshil?" She sternly questions him, and my perverted little brother imdiately looks away.

I land a hand on her shoulder and calm her down, "It's fine. He saw

get fucked by Wolfy already."

She hums as she gives him a asuring look. "I take it he's one of 'those' n, then?"

I stare at Hermann with a teasing look. "The kind that wants to fuck his sister? Oh, yeah. He's got dragonkin blood in him, so it isn't surprising."

He shares a worried look with Ahren, and neither of them seem to have the courage to even comnt on our conversation.

Ciel finally regains control of her legs and thanks the Companion who was holding her in a tight hug, then she pushes away the thirsty girl, who I'm sure will be dreaming about her barely-contained cow tits and the sll of her arousal for day-cycles to co.

When she steps back, she reveals a small puddle of delicious fluids that has pooled underneath her. She isn't wearing panties under that dress, so it was all free to drip down her leg.

To co, indeed.

"What… just happened?" Ahren hesitantly asks, not noticing where we're all looking.

And I casually answer, "Just Wolfy sharing his pleasure with us while he fucks a girl senseless, so congratulations, you just saw both of us orgasm repeatedly. And that" -I point to the puddle and grin- "is the result of Ciel's repeated orgasms."

Ciel smacks my shoulder quite hard as her face flushes red with embarrassnt.

"Nice," Romy hums with a nod and crosses her arms.

I ignore Ciel's punches and lean closer to Romy as I continue my teasing, "Told you having the Companions around was better. Imagine if we were surrounded by n, and she hugged one of them as she moaned in his ear and orgasd repeatedly."

Romy's eyebrows climb up her dark brow, then she glances at

as she speculates, "We'd have a comrade to bury?"

"Would be a fitting punishnt for Wolfy and Alissa making

cum in public," she grumbles, fuming in anger, then her expression suddenly changes into one of horror. "I an, the part about

hugging a man! Not the joke about killing a Lordsguard!"

We chuckle softly at her awkwardness. "Yes, yes, we get it," I assure her, and she groans in embarrassnt.

I feel a bit frustrated that I can't go all the way, though. Alissa is fucking herself silly in a dark corner of the castle, Roxanne is hunting for Wolfy, Lina and Aoi are fucking each other, and Yunia has pounced on a maid.

But I see that my little brother is also suffering like I am, so I guess I'll fuck with him. Not literally, Wolfy.

I point to Hermann's huge boner. "Is that for , or are you imagining that it was Klein that Wolfy was fucking, hm?"

He opens his eyes wide in disbelief and finally starts speaking, "What?! No! I-it's neither!" He tries to roar, but his stutter ruins his attempted denial.

Roxanne whispers in my mind, and I just can't help myself but to echo, "Oh? Are you thinking about Ciel, then? Klein will be sad when she hears about this."

"Gods, Hermann, you keep falling for it," even his wife quietly gives him a slap.

But dragons are quick to recognize banter, so his scowl imdiately changes into a smirk as he bites back, "Alright, you bitch, go fuck yourself."

I nod and cross my arms, bunching up my alluring female weapons. "I'd like to, actually."

He gives

a defiant grin. "Then I'll help you."

And I just smugly reply, "You'd have to kill Wolfy first."

He grits his teeth and glares. That's not sothing he wants to joke about, not because Wolfy's his Lord, he doesn't care about that, but because their power gap is so great that it isn't even funny.

I'm actually surprised that he doesn't joke about one day being able to fuck Klein, or about stealing one of Wolfy's won. Maybe he knows not to poke the dragon, or he actually hopes to suck Wolfy's dick one day.

"Enough playing around," Ciel pleads, and after grinning for long enough, I turn to her and grab her hand, then I guide those gentle fingers into my panties.

"Clean

up, please?" I cheekily ask her, and she pouts in annoyance, but still fingers

as she pretends to gather her mana and chant. Even she was left horny after Wolfy's display.

I don't resist those juicy lips and pull her up into a kiss as her fingering picks up speed.

"Are you actually casting a spell?" Romy dryly interrupts.

Ciel pulls back and instantly casts [Clean], though her fingers are still inside , so both my womb and my panties are cleaned, and the cool, fresh feeling coursing inside

causes a chill to go up my spine.

Then she takes her fingers out and gives them a quick lick, but that only confuses .

"You just [Clean]ed , so why do you think your fingers would taste like anything?" I ask as I fasten my pants again.

Ciel simply presses her lips together in (even more) embarrassnt and annoyance, then silently casts [Clean] on herself. I think she's now nice and tender from the verbal spanking, so I'll just leave it there.

By now, the thirsty Companion is all red and rubbing her thighs together, so I walk up to her and sneak a hand under her scale armor and up her back.

"You'll co with

after this, okay?" I whisper seductively and caress her soft skin.

She nods obediently and bites her lip in anticipation. I fucking love elven won because they're so much more submissive than the other races are to the superior, domineering dragonkin.

No wonder Wolfy is so popular with won here.

We make our way to the training grounds at the Shell between the inner and outer circles, and the sounds of n fighting first thing in the morning is just music to my ears.

When we enter the sand arena, all eyes turn to stare at our dazzling appearances, and the referee imdiately announces a stop to the duel, slightly frustrating one of the fighters.

The man turns around in a huff and imdiately freezes, his pale face turning pink from Gods know which of the dozen emotions he could be feeling right now.

Brett is kind of a funny-looking guy. He has the sa sexy eyes as Romy, but he has the skin and hair color of a Mordere, which is an odd mix. I think he's a half like . But what makes him look funny is that he's kind of cute for a man of his size. Not handso, cute.

"You were supposed to be resting," Ciel imdiately goes for the whip.

He grins ferociously, but his funny face makes him adorable, instead. "I feel fine, so I wanted to try out my new limbs," he responds, unfazed.

"End your phrases with 'Your Highness,'" the officer sternly reprimands.

Brett stiffens and breathes in, swallowing his adventurer pride, then he spreads open his ass cheeks to us. "I feel fine, Your Highness."

But he really shouldn't; nobody would ever just be fine after what he has gone through.

Since he's offering his asshole to us so readily, I might as well go for it.

"Alright, then fight ," I challenge him and show him my best grin.

His pointy dog ears shoot up, along with his eyebrows, but then he grins back and grips his practice spear. "With pleasure, Your Highness."

Ciel sighs, then turns to the audience and announces, "Brett is a secret asset. Don't let anyone of lower rank enter this arena, and don't ntion this duel to anyone for now."

The n whisper to each other, then an officer salutes and designates a few n to keep watch while Ahren and Hermann give us concerned looks and start stepping back.

One of the n hands

a practice spear and a practice bastard sword with a scabbard so that I can tie it to my waist. My clothes are already suited for training, so I imdiately take a fighting stance, then Ciel ties up my hair for .

"Thanks, sweet cheeks," I whisper with a smirk.

She snorts and walks away, then everyone clears the ring.

I turn my eyes to Brett and see that he's taken a relaxed stance, which is suspicious considering that I'm leaning forward more aggressively. His expression is impassive, so at least he isn't underestimating .

He's just going to use his Gift, isn't he?

"Let

warn you that I have a skill similar to your Gift," I announce, and he simply grunts with a nod.

"Should the duel be until first blood?" The referee questions us. We both snort and nod, it's actually the perfect choice, considering our powers. "Very well. Take your positions, and… BEGIN!"

I summon my wings and charge forward with a sudden burst of speed, but he's well prepared for that and parries my thrust… but that was a feint!

I launch a kick towards his face… but he raises his elbow, and my foot hits a lump of steel… but I used [Draconic Body]! A heavy bang resounds throughout the arena, sounding like two lumps of steel colliding.

Before his spear cos back to bite at , I tumble in the air and fly over his head, then I land on my other foot because even with [Draconic Body], this shit still hurts!

"Your internal monologue is becoming annoyingly chuuni," Wolfy's dry voice echoes inside my mind.

Shut up.

"Love… you're making … uncomfortable…" Roxanne's weak voice imdiately follows while she tries to impale herself on Wolfy's huge cock.

You're both inside my mind, so shut up!

Anyway…

Brett calmly turns around and points his spear at

again. It seems like I won't be able to overpower him with just my superior dragonkin constitution.

I don't dismiss my wings, but instead, I just fold them so that they remain ready to be used again.

Then he smiles confidently and suggests, "I see that you're as hardy as I am, so are you sure that spears will be the best weapon of choice here?"

Yeah… no point in using these.

I snort and nod. "You're right, let's switch to war hamrs."

We turn to the n, who scramble to hand us our new weapons. I even take off my bastard sword from my waist since it'll be useless here.

Wolfy's annoyingly smug voice distracts

again, "See? She's back to normal already."

Shut up!

Once we've both assud our stances again, I imdiately advance. Unlike with swords and spears, we need to put more strength into our attacks, but skill levels are still the most important factor in a duel, and it seems he has more skills that are compatible with war hamrs than I do.

His hamr hits my arm, shattering my precious erald scales like glass, which cost

stamina and mana to regrow, then the spike of his hamr impacts my gut, and though it doesn't penetrate my skin, it still breaks more scales and bruises my muscles.

It's clear to

that just my [Polearm Use] alone won't be enough to win against him.

"Wolfy, give

[Electric Magic]!" I demand through [Bind], then I give Brett a warning because I think it'd be fair, "I'M ALSO A FUCKING MAGIC WARRIOR!"

"What…?!" He grunts in surprise and takes a step back, giving

the perfect opening to use [Ghost Lights] on him. "Hngh!" He grunts in pain as he closes his seemingly still sensitive eyes.

His guard is left wide open, so I sink my hamr into his thigh, and the skin bends inwards as if he was actually made of steel, then I cast [Lighting Bolt], and he grunts again in pain, stunned by the spell.

This ti, I strike right at the center of his chest, using [Draconic Body] to increase my "Strength," and it caves in with an amazingly loud crunch.

But then his deanor instantly shifts.

"RAAAAAAH!" He roars, and his whole body turns black, even his hair, then he suddenly opens his eyes wide, and I can see that they've also darkened.

He turns to

and growls, his face showing a blend of emotions that I know very well: anger and desperation, the sign of a man retreating into their own mind and allowing their baser instincts to take control.

He imdiately jumps towards

and swings his hamr, but it's too crude of an attack, and I easily dodge it with a small burst of speed from my wings. He's enraged and lashing out wildly, but that's just a shaful display for a warrior, like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum.

His attacks are too sloppy, so my [Dodge] is enough to trump his skills with the hamr, but I'm still having difficulty finding the proper mont to strike back.

I cast [Lightning Bolt] repeatedly, and he resists the first few spells, but his muscles eventually lock up, and he stops moving.

I swing at his knee with all my strength, but this ti, it barely makes a dent.

Fucking indestructible, indeed.

There's a pole nearby displaying our flag, which is exactly what I need right now, so I apologize to Wolfy and rip the flag along with the rope off the pole, then I fly back to the raging Brett.

I cast [srizing Butterflies], distracting him as he chases after , then I simply trip him, and he crashes heavily onto the floor like a huge slab of tal.

Now that his back is open, I wrap the flag around his head and begin tying his arms together with the rope while I repeatedly cast [Lightning Bolt] on his back to keep him stunned, but he still continues to struggle.

"DO YOU SURRENDER?!" I shout at him, but he only screams louder, so I tighten the rope and finish restraining him.

He's not responding, so I just wait while I remain on top of him, but the sight of him struggling like a castrated orc must be haunting. The n seem worried and fearful, so maybe this wasn't the best place to do this, but Ciel hasn't complained, so I guess it'll be fine.

After a full minute of struggling, his rage starts to die down. Then he recovers his sanity and finally recognizes his situation.

"I s-surrender!" He shouts hoarsely, then I undo the restraints and remove the flag, but he remains on the ground, shivering from shock, and silence falls as even the referee is too stunned to announce the end of the fight.

Ciel slowly walks up to us, giving him enough ti to at least get back on his knees.

She stops before him, and he raises his head to look at her, but he only has a blank expression to give her. "I'm sorry…" He mumbles an apology for so reason.

"There's nothing to apologize for," she gently replies, then touches his head and casts [Heal]. His body is instantly restored back to full health, then he finally stops using his Gift, and his skin returns to normal. "Let's go see a priest," she kindly suggests and offers her hand.

Brett slowly nods, then takes it and gets up. She gives him a brief smile that warms my heart like the heat of a sumr sun, then she starts walking towards the exit, and he hesitates for a second before following her while avoiding looking at the others in the eye.

Hermann scurries towards , looking a bit pale. "The fuck happened…?" He whispers hurriedly.

"ntal wounds don't heal with magic," I whisper back as I watch them leave.

Intermission end.

Damn, that's heavy.

I watch over the girls while Poosh brushes my hair and another maid buttons my pants.

Ciel will take him to therapy, and I hope it's effective because things might get ssy if we tried to use him in the Purification and he beca like that.

At least this world has so concept of trauma and PTSD, but there's nothing I can do about it but wait.

I notice that Nono has recovered enough that she's trying to stand, so I offer her my claws to help her up, which she happily takes.

"Thank you, Wolf," she whispers shyly.

But right now, I have more pressing matters to attend to.

I smile kindly at her and guide her back to the room where Petra's been waiting for us.

I'm feeling quite refreshed right now since Roxanne drained the last of my draconic rage. She's also been left completely satisfied with a womb full of my seed, which she plugged with a dildo she got from Osaria, so win-win, I guess, even though Alissa's little prank made the girls a little angry.

The cold, dark-skinned, gorgeous noblewoman silently receives us, but the way her stern expression twitches and trembles shows that she's a bit off-balance, which is just so satisfying to .

"Alright, let's begin."

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