Free Web NovelChapter 458: Chapter 58: Severely Cranking Up the Intensity (Part 2)
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
As someone who had experienced it firsthand, Faticia knew better than anyone what a terrifying, monstrous beast Duke Qinghui was. The depravity and greed of his violation and conquest were seared into the very depths of her soul.
He allowed no resistance, no refusal—only the satisfaction and security of being relentlessly possessed.
No Elf woman could possibly resist him. Once you had a taste... there was no turning back. You would inevitably become Duke Qinghui’s plaything, to be used and taken as he pleased!
Faticia wasn’t just talking nonsense. After discussing it with the other noble ladies of the Royal Court, they had all unanimously reached this conclusion. In fact, she had come this time intending to check on Her Majesty the Queen’s mental state and act as a caring big sister to comfort the Little Queen... If necessary, she was even prepared to offer her own body to the demon to satisfy any of Westheid’s lingering desires.
’With that in mind,’ Miss Piano Tuner’s thighs couldn’t help but rub together slightly as she spoke:
"Your Majesty... and Duke Qinghui, what happened to you two? Last night, did you..."
The words had barely left her mouth when Westheid clenched his jaw and shook his head.
"Sigh, don’t even mention it..."
Westheid had been growing stronger with every bout, rare for him to have the upper hand in a battle against a T0. But who would have thought that halfway through, Ailorus would suddenly change back!
The shock was a bit too much. What Westheid found even harder to accept was that even after she’d changed back, he couldn’t stop.
He had actually fallen into a state of bewitchment—or rather, a mutual bewitchment between high-Charm Transcendents. They had both gotten completely carried away.
’I’ve made a terrible mistake! Being at the mercy of the Elf Lolita... No, not that! Anything but that!’
Ailorus put her palms together in apology, squinting one beautiful eye and chuckling coquettishly.
"Sorry about that. It was my first time using it, so I couldn’t hold it back."
She said it was an apology, but her triumphant expression held not a shred of remorse. Instead, it was like she was declaring victory.
"No, the fault was mine for being inconsiderate. Xiao Ai, you’re truly terrifying. I can’t let my guard down around you anymore."
Westheid patted Ailorus’s little head and sighed.
The effects produced by the Wind Law required concentration to maintain, but Westheid had caused Ailorus to lose her focus, breaking the effect. When it came down to it, the blame was on him.
Faticia didn’t understand, only vaguely guessing at what they meant. She changed the subject.
"I don’t quite understand what you two Majesties are saying, but... everything is alright, right?"
Ailorus nodded.
"Everything went very smoothly, Faticia. It was much easier than it was for you. Why would you cry over something so pleasant?"
Faticia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
"Your Majesty, you are special, powerful enough to match Duke Qinghui. But we mere mortals are not nearly so strong."
The Wind Law Queen didn’t delve further into the issue. She waved her hand and said,
"Oh, right. Invite the Empress Princess... no, invite everyone in West’s bedchambers over. We can all have a meal together."
’Duke Qinghui frowned at her words. It didn’t take much thought to figure it out. The Elf Lolita is on a high right now. She’s itching to show off and flaunt her success in front of my other lovers.’
She had been utterly silenced by Reiya before, but Ailorus was no pushover!
’But whatever.’ When it came to a Chaotic Scene, there wasn’t much Westheid could say. He decided to just let her be. Even if he stopped her now, Ailorus would just find some other way to confront them later.
「A moment later」
A lavish lunch was laid out on a long table, and all those invited by the Wind Law Queen had arrived at the bedchamber.
Reiya, Mivana, Yolanda, Mephit, and Luyetan... In short, they were all people who shared a deep connection with Duke Qinghui.
"Your Majesty, they have all arrived."
"Mm, everyone, it has been a while. Since the war subsided, you have all been running around working on the reconstruction of the Royal Court. Today is a perfect opportunity to host a meal for all of you. Come, everyone, take a seat, and we can talk."
Ailorus greeted them with considerable elegance and grace, though her bottom refused to move an inch from Westheid’s lap.
Hearing this, the Silver-haired Princess observed Ailorus’s expression and immediately realized she had come with ill intentions.
But before she could ask, the Wolf-eared Maiden had already taken a step forward. She had intended to go and hug Westheid, but she stopped halfway and sniffed at Ailorus’s beautiful hair.
"You’re covered in West’s scent. It’s so strong..."
Hearing Mivana’s words, Ailorus triumphantly lifted her perfect chin, stroking her flat stomach, and said proudly,
"That’s right. I’m completely filled with it. The scent won’t wash off, no matter what."
Yolanda’s mouth twitched, and she shot Westheid a look of disgust.
"Brother... did you really go through with it?"
"...Don’t look at me like that. It was Xiao Ai who first used her Wind Law to change into an adult form."
Although he had long since lost any shred of decency in front of his sister, Westheid still tried to salvage what was left of his precarious moral bottom line.
"Congratulations."
Reiya said suddenly, out of the blue. Only Westheid knew what she meant.
Ailorus breaking through to a higher level of Wind Law meant that Westheid could immediately follow suit, and they could even attempt to transplant and replicate the [Thousand Laws Ceremony].
Westheid met her calm, magnificent Cang Tong eyes and sighed inwardly.
’As expected of my beloved. Her magnanimity is truly moving.’
In contrast, Ailorus, who was still in a childish state of mind, was not so generous. She crossed her arms and said,
"Congratulations are indeed in order, but you can save the specific well-wishes for my and West’s wedding."
’She may have been first... but I’m the one with official standing now.’
Reiya tilted her head. "An Elf wedding... If I recall, the preparations take at least ten years, don’t they?"
"Of course! All the wedding supplies and ceremony preparations take time. Especially the consumables, flowers, and fruit trees. We have to start cultivating them now, and only the purest, most natural treasures are worthy of being presented!"
Ailorus said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
The long-lived Elf Royal Family, with their profound aesthetics, have few truly important moments in their lives. A rare wedding is one of them. Thus, the ceremony is made to be extremely elaborate. The nobler the status, the higher the requirements. The wedding of the King of Wind Law was, without a doubt, of the highest standard. A ten-year preparation period was already pushing it.
Reiya chuckled softly at this. "Then you’ll have quite a wait for your wedding. West certainly can’t stay in the Royal Court to keep you company for that long."
"Huh? He can’t?"
Reiya slammed her hand on the table. "Of course not! West is not only the Monarch of the Qinghui Territory, but also the Knight King of Yonglan, and a Governor and Guardian of the Imperial! Besides, do you even know of West’s ideals and ambitions?! They can never be achieved by being content in some quiet corner, indulging in comfort and ease!"
"If you wish to be West’s partner, you should know this. Do not bring him shame or embarrassment."
’Does she really see herself as the Main Palace now? Even I don’t think of myself that way. How utterly ridiculous!’
Reiya had to put Ailorus in her place!
"Huh? What gives you the right to say that?!"
Ailorus was not the least bit convinced. She immediately puffed out her cheeks and glared at Reiya, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.
’Holy crap, you two, stop!’
Westheid felt he couldn’t let this continue. A Chaotic Scene was one thing, but he didn’t want them to actually damage their relationship!
He looked left and right, searching for a way to break the deadlock, and he actually found one.
"Luyetan, you look like you have something on your mind?"
The lady of Yuanxi Palace, who had been resting her chin on her hand and enjoying the farce with great interest, was taken aback at being called out.
"Duke Qinghui, I haven’t said a thing."
"You should say something, right?"
Westheid shot her a meaningful look. Normally, Luyetan, who loved nothing more than to stir up trouble, would never help Duke Qinghui out of a jam. She would’ve been delighted to see the man torn apart by this Chaotic Scene in excruciating pain.
But this time, Luyetan actually thought about it for a moment, then smiled.
"If you insist, Duke Qinghui, then there is indeed something I must say. That thing you promised me... isn’t it about time you delivered?"
