Chapter 15: The Joy and Sorrow of the Maiden Are Not Interconnected
Selicia sat on Muen’s lap, her waist graceful, her clothes disheveled. The already half-slipped dress slid further downward due to gravity’s pull.
Because the highest peak had already been crossed, everything seemed inevitable. Consequently, more splendid scenery rushed unimpeded into Muen’s mind.
Not good, not good at all. This posture, this scenery. And the icy coldness unlike before, the scorching breath constantly emanating from Selicia at this moment.
Muen felt his brain surge, a rush of heat shooting up his nostrils, almost spewing out.
“Your Highness, calm down!”
Muen used his only free hand to cover his nose, his expression fearful.
“If this continues, it won’t be suitable for children!”
“Don’t move!”
Selicia’s voice remained cold, but at this moment, it carried a hint of a different allure. Just listening to her voice made Muen feel somewhat shaken.
“Don’t move…”
Selicia lowered her head, pressing down Muen’s other hand as well.
The orchid-like scent of the maiden enveloped Muen. Muen wanted to struggle, but at this moment, the girl sitting on him was like a mountain, rendering him immobile.
Muen finally understood the importance of strength. With strength, he wouldn’t be humiliated by a woman pressing him down, unable to resist.
Damn it, if I can survive this time, I’ll definitely train hard!
“Evil Dragon Blood…”
“Huh?”
Selicia suddenly uttered something.
“The medicine… is mixed with Evil Dragon Blood. Incorporating Evil Dragon Blood into the potion enhances its effectiveness…”
“Oh, I see.” Muen nodded blankly, somewhat puzzled as to why Selicia would mention such a thing at this moment. Teacher’s play? No, even more excited.
“But… Evil Dragon Blood has a characteristic. It cannot come into contact… with Dragon Serpent Grass. Once it does, it will trigger… the toxicity of Evil Dragon Blood.”
Selicia’s breathing became even heavier, to the point where her speech was somewhat intermittent. Her expression continued to alternate between clarity and confusion, as if she were still struggling against the fierce poison within her.
“It’s the lustful poison,” Muen suddenly realized that Selicia seemed to be speaking to herself, not addressing him at all.
“That kind of toxicity… is incurable…” She kept murmuring to herself.
“Incurable, incurable, incurable, incurable, incurable, incurable, incurable… It’s incurable, there’s no antidote.”
The words “incurable” were repeated many, many times by her. During this process, Muen noticed a certain desire in her eyes, almost materializing and flowing out. She seemed to be… convincing herself?
“Except…” Selicia’s eyes suddenly regained a trace of clarity. She firmly held Muen’s hands, staring into his eyes, and for the first time, such a fierce expression appeared on her stunning face.
“Muen Campbell, you’ve won this time. But I swear, I will make you pay tenfold for this humiliation in the future!”
“Huh?”
What?
The day after?
Muen still hadn’t snapped out of it.
But suddenly, Selicia leaned down, Her soft cherry lips sealing Muen’s own.
…
“Mmm…”
“Ah…”
“Oh my God…”
“I can’t take it anymore!”
“This feeling, not good…”
“Feels like I’m ascending…”
“Patchy cake is just too delicious!”
Eleanor stuffed large pieces of Patchy Cake into her mouth, the sweet aroma filling every corner of her brain.
Complete satisfaction.
Due to overstuffing, her cheeks puffed up, making her look as adorable as a hamster.
But she couldn’t stop!
“You really love Patchy cake, don’t you?”
Liya quipped from the side, “Be careful not to upset your stomach.”
“Eating Patchy cake won’t upset my stomach. I’ve actually evolved new organs just to digest Patchy cake,” Eleanor replied confidently.
She patted her stomach, “Let’s call it the Patchy stomach. With a Patchy stomach, I can eat as much as I want!”
As she spoke, while the nearby nobles were engrossed in conversation, Eleanor sneakily moved all the Patchy cakes from the long table to her own.
After a moment’s thought, Eleanor picked out one Patchy cake and offered it to Liya, “Want some?”
Seeing the adorable and delicious Patchy cake, Liya felt tempted.
Her family was just a minor nobility, and they rarely had the chance to eat such high-class cakes like Patchy.
But as she glanced at her own chest, which usually caused her shoulders to ache from the weight, she hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
“Forget it, I’ve gained weight recently, so…”
“What nonsense!”
Eleanor shoved the Patchy cake into her mouth and huffed, “You’re at it again! Blissfully ignorant of the good things around you! Do you even know my pain, you big cow!”
“What—! That’s too much, calling me a big cow.”
Liya felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, but her expression only made her look even cuter, tempting anyone to pinch her chubby cheeks.
“Alright, still not admitting it, huh?”
Eleanor’s agile fingers moved playfully, her eyes gleaming as she pounced towards Liya.
“Let me teach you a lesson, you big cow! Hah! How about this move!”
“Waah… no… it’s ticklish, Eleanor… with so many people watching…”
“Isn’t it even better with people watching? It excites me even more, come on, watch this move…”
“Sob sob…”
The girls’ playfulness didn’t disturb the noble gentlemen’s discussions.
However, a few adolescent noble sons couldn’t help but sneak a few extra glances, their eyes darting around while secretly condemning the tarnishing of the nobility’s reputation.
Couldn’t resist sneaking a few more looks.
“Okay, that’s enough, stop fooling around.”
After a while of playfulness, Liya swatted away Eleanor’s wandering hands, her cheeks slightly flushed as she gave her a reproachful look and said.
“By the way, weren’t you supposed to find Princess Selicia? Yet here you are, eating cake?”
“It’s fine, I can find Selicia later. It’s not urgent anyway; I just wanted to consult her about swordsmanship. If it doesn’t work out this time, there will be opportunities in the academy.”
“But I just saw His Highness walking with that Muen Campbell. They haven’t come back yet. Is everything okay?”
“I saw that too!”
Eleanor frowned and pouted.
Just the thought of Muen Campbell irritated her. He only relied on his family background to make things difficult for her in the academy.
“Most importantly, he’s Princess Selicia’s fiancé! How dare he! Princess Selicia is my prey!”
“But it should be fine.”
Eleanor quickly brushed off her irritation. “In this kind of situation, Muen Campbell’s invitation would be hard for her to refuse. Who can blame that damn Muen for having a powerful father?”
“Aren’t you afraid Muen Campbell might do something untoward to His Highness?” Liya blinked mischievously, teasing.
“Pfft, give me a break. Muen Campbell’s martial arts skills couldn’t even beat a kitten’s.”
Eleanor rolled her eyes dismissively.
“What right does he have to do anything untoward to His Highness, drug him? Princess Selicia is so clever; she’d probably squash him like a bug before Muen Campbell even thinks of such a thing!”
She is smashing him ahem yes