Of course, there was no way a normal woman’s body could defeat a soldier trained like Alpheios.
But at least there would be one chance.
Men always overlook where I can hurt them.
“Besides, I have the pendant that Teumesia gave me.”
Still, for now, I had to suppress the impulse to blow Alpheios’ head off.
I didn’t want to lose the chance the internal enemy came to me on their own feet, nor did I want to see
Alpheios’ mocking face again just because I missed it.
I took a deep breath and curled my lips.
“What if you soak it all the way to the floor? It’ll be all sticky every time you walk.”
“Haha, are you changing the subject? Even like this, you still care about your pride?”
Alpheios tapped my cheek lightly.
The secretion on his hand smeared thickly on my cheek.
“Hmm? Why no answer, my dear?”
“Even in this situation, you’re still hard? You must be seriously frustrated, Alpheo. I thought you matured since you were hiding to avoid returning to the front lines.”
… Now you want to be treated like a princess? Seriously funny.
I sneered.
“You ask why I don’t answer, but you’re the one who immediately changes the subject.”
Still, it wasn’t a bad sign.
Alpheios was a man who had lived as a predator all his life.
He had hardly ever been the weaker one.
People like him like to toy with their captured prey and flaunt their victories, especially when their pride is threatened.
“If you’re going to keep it bottled up like this, why don’t you just go back to the front lines? You said you’d shoot right away every time you lose your head.”
“For whose sake?”
The hand that had been tapping my cheek now grabbed my chin tightly.
“If I’m at war, you’ll definitely be flirting with that bastard. Why would I do something good for you guys?”
“Alpheios, it’s your negligence that caused Arete to lose its front-line commander. That’s your country.”
“Who cares.”
Alpheios twisted his face.
Then, as if remembering something, he squeezed my chin hard.
My lips parted reflexively.
Alpheios’ eyes looked inside my mouth.
“Now that I think about it, the noble Peroa princess has never sucked a man’s dick, right?”
I somehow already knew what was coming next.
“There’s a rumor that you’re always the one getting sucked but never doing the sucking. Would I be the first if I put it in here?”
“Or did that slave bastard do it first?”
At that moment, the dick that had been resting on Alpheios’ thigh twitched and lifted its head.
I clenched my fist tightly.
It was hard to resist the urge to crush that piece of flesh.
I must have some patience after all.
I spoke with a calm, controlled voice.
“There’s no need for me to see a man just to suck him off, right? There are plenty of men willing to gladly accept even my toes.”
“So that means if I eat here, I’ll be your first man? What an honor.”
Alpheios chuckled and stood up from his seat.
Then he shoved his dick into my face.
“Bite it.”
“Huh? You want to get hit again, Cherni?”
“What kind of confidence lets you shove this in my mouth? What will you do if I bite your dick off?”
“…What?”
“That’s right. Once it falls off, there’s no going back. To give a prick made of just blood and flesh instead of bone and teeth to a dog-like creature like you.”
“There’s probably no other foolish animal but humans that stick their precious parts into dangerous places just to feel good for a moment. So I guess you really are human. What a relief.”
“Crazy bitch.”
Before Alpheios could strike, I clenched my teeth tightly and pretended to bite something.
Click.
The sound of my upper and lower teeth clashing made Alpheios flinch.
His half-erect dick also immediately went limp.
“I wonder if we’ve arrived at the palace by now.”
I estimated the time in my mind.
So far, I had managed to endure with just my tongue, but I wasn’t sure about the future.
Alpheios’ patience seemed to be reaching its limit.
“Maybe I should try to coax him a little.”
I first moved away from the dick pressed right in front of my face.
“Since you’re so confident, it looks like Riorem must be in a situation where he can’t move for a while.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
Seeming pleased with the topic, Alpheios answered with a more relaxed expression.
“He won’t come back until I’ve got your belly swollen.”
“Oh dear, Alpheios. Babies don’t just appear instantly. If you keep barging in like this, why do you think there’s still no child between Riorem and me?”
“Maybe that bastard’s cum quality is crap.”
Hmm… It was really hard to tolerate such inferiority-complex nonsense.
Alpheios grinned and started to get hard again.
Fortunately, the mention of Riorem seemed to have truly caught his interest.
“To be honest, this is your chance. As you said, that bastard has no heir. When he dies, his territory and wealth will be returned to the state, right? Wouldn’t it be better to find somewhere to entrust your body before then?”
Riorem, who had led the kingdom’s army to a series of victories in large battles, was now practically the core of Arete’s military strength with Alpheios gone.
Predicting his death was no different from predicting Arete’s defeat.
I quietly looked up at Alpheios’ face.
Their country was fighting on the border with the empire.
In such a situation, the only type of person who thinks about rewards while assuming the country’s defeat is one and the same.
The one who sold his own country to the enemy.
“So, you really did side with the empire.”
“Ah, you noticed?”
Alpheios chuckled softly.
“I took you in, and they got that bastard’s death. Thanks to that, I even have the leisure to chat with you like this.”
Alpheios gestured theatrically, as if he were a man madly in love.
Honestly, having once had even a little interaction with him, I couldn’t help but offer some advice.
“No matter what, how can you sell your own country, Alpheo.”
“It’s funny hearing that from you. You rolled around with the enemy who destroyed your homeland!”
“Well, having done it first, I can give advice, can’t I? It’s not as easy as you think. Stop before you become untouchable.”
Alpheios raised his arm as if to say he didn’t want to hear it.
His palm was about to strike my cheek.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud.
The ground outside shook with a rumbling sound.
Sensing it, Alpheios lifted his head and looked out the terrace.
‘Now.’
I pulled out an old pen from under my skirt and, without hesitation, stabbed it into Alpheios’s thigh.
“Argh!”
He screamed in pain.
The door, which had been closed the entire time, suddenly flung open.
Several knights drew their swords and rushed into the parlor.
But it was already too late. The needle protruding from the pen’s cap had already pierced Alpheios’s vein.
Poison was surely being injected through that path.
At the same time, other knights broke the glass door of the terrace and stormed in.
Judging by the emblem embroidered on their waistcloth, they were the crown prince’s knights.
“All traitors must drop their weapons and surrender!”
Alpheios’s guards, confused by the absence of their commander, were subdued one by one.
A knight cautiously approached and helped me to my feet, then looked around the disgusting scene in the parlor with horror.
“What on earth is this…?”
White stains were left on nearly all the furniture in the room, along with the stench of shaking bodily fluids.
The knights’ eyes were fixed on Alpheios, who was rolling on the floor — more precisely, on his genitals sprawled across the floor.
‘Shocking, indeed.’
I thought so as I brushed my disheveled hair back and adjusted my clothes.
Then I asked the knights,
“Would this count as caught-in-the-act?”
“Uh… yes, it appears so.”
I smirked and looked back at Alpheios.
I’d heard that the effect weakens on those who have trained their bodies.
Luckily or unluckily, Alpheios was only paralyzed physically — his consciousness was still vivid.
I whispered into the ear of the fool lying on the floor, trembling pitifully.
“What did you say to me earlier, Alpheo? That I’d swell your belly?”
“Oh, and you also told me to bite your manhood. Even though I’m no longer Lady Peroa, I think that was too much to ask.”
The knights around me showed embarrassed expressions.
It was a disgusting thing to hear from the lips of a noble lady.
But it was a scandalous remark perfectly fitting Prince Alpheios.
I stared down at him with blazing red eyes and continued speaking.