Chapter 58 - Bound Fate and a Daughter Who Accepts
The bonfire's flames had dwindled. The festive clamor, which had seemed endless, had quieted. Most had retired to their tents for the night, leaving only a few to stand watch and tend the fire. Thanks to Karpana's arrangement, the Wandering People had taken on watch duty for the night, exempting us. We returned to our tent, where the others were preparing for sleep.
"Shall we go to Karpana?" I muttered to myself.
"...Are you really going?" Mizuki asked, her face stiff.
"We are. You too, Mizuki."
I grabbed her arm.
"W-Why? I'm not going!"
She recoiled, trying to pull her arm free.
"Just come for a bit."
"What kind of 'a bit' is this?!"
When she resisted, I had no choice but to drag her along.
"Master, I'll come too."
Fam, having woken, rose to her feet.
"Fam, why?!"
"Mizuki, it'll be much more painful for you if you stay behind. Let's go together."
"..."
Mizuki fell silent.
"Anyone else want to come?"
Maira shot me a resentful glare, but no one else spoke up.
We arrived at Karpana's tent.
"What do you intend to do?" a guard called out as we approached. They likely hadn't expected us to bring women to a woman's tent.
"We're one and the same."
I almost added the name of an idol group to make them laugh, but I doubted anyone here would get the reference.
"...I'll ask. Wait here."
The man entered the tent, leaving us to wait in the darkness. I couldn't make out Mizuki's expression. Was she angry at being dragged here? Why had I even brought her? I couldn't articulate it now. Cecily's words from earlier lingered in my mind, but they seemed irrelevant. The man returned. The tent entrance remained open.
"Enter."
I led Fam and Mizuki inside.
The interior was lit by a lantern, bathing us in warm light. The remains of the feast had been cleared. A soft, circular rug—likely for sleeping—was laid out. It looked large enough for five or six people to lie on.
"We've been waiting."
Karpana sat cross-legged in the center of the rug, waiting for us.
"Should you not summon the goddess?"
"We will, at the least. If she appears, that is."
"I was referring to tomorrow."
"Summoning is fine, but—"
I nodded. " Proceed. The two of you..."
There was a hint of bewilderment in Karpana's tone. I would force my way through this.
"Do you know who summoned us to this land, Mizuki and me?"
"Yes. Lady Racshell."
Karpana answered instantly. So they had known even when we met.
"What do you think of us, Karpana?"
"Master Marsh, I observed your actions today. You rescued a carriage from the mire, offered food, sought opinions from slaves as if they were people, and you listen to our requests... I believe you are the saint sent by Lady Racshell."
Was I hearing that right? Did that mean slaves weren't considered people in this world?
"Do the Wandering People own slaves?"
"No, we do not."
So there was some sort of policy.
"I'm not a saint, just a man. And Mizuki too, of course. Now, I'm going to have Mizuki and I screw in front of Karpana. Then Karpana can screw with you."
"Ehhh?!" Mizuki exclaimed, her cheeks flushing red.
"Watch. She acts like she's upset, but once I spear her, she'll obey and start moaning. Just a sweet little loli in the end."
I forcefully dragged Mizuki closer and gripped her breasts through her clothes. The size was unmistakable even through the fabric.
"...I think I understand what you're getting at. But this is wrong."
Mizuki tried to escape, so I restrained her and squeezed her breasts.
"Calling it 'wrong' is a strange way to put it, isn't it?"
I detached myself from Mizuki and addressed Karpana.
"It's strange wording, because you don't think it's wrong. You just want to avoid it."
My hand stopped harassing Mizuki. What I was doing to her was far more disturbing than what Karpana described.
"Why must you wear the veil?"
"Those who bear my grandmother's blood must avoid exposing their faces as much as possible. My life is spent either inside the carriage or walking between these tents. The only people I see are my attendants and the guards outside."
Karpana explained. It must be something religious.
"Did we make things difficult for you?"
"Not at all. You are the heroes sent by Lady Racshell. We cannot refuse you, even when you bring your companions."
Karpana replied. Not exposing her face wasn't a strict rule, but rather an ideal. Still, wouldn't it be hot to see her reaction to my face?
"...How old are you, Karpana?"
"Seventeen. You look surprised, but it is nothing to be sad about. Our clan has preserved its bloodline this way. Everyone in the clan could be considered my parent."
Karpana said.
"Do you really think so?"
"Unless you pity me, Master Marsh, you simply need to love me. I will reciprocate."
"Wouldn't that break the clan's cycle?"
"Our clan's bloodline is noble, but it cannot compare to the blood you and Mizuki-belle possess."
"Because Racshell summoned you?"
"That is correct, but only those who inherit the blood of otherworld heroes can obtain Divine Blessing skills. Not all descendants inherit Divine Blessings, but according to clan tradition, the closer you are to the hero, the greater the chance."
"I see..."
Aidan must be descended from a transfer. What about Fam? Since Racshell gave her the catalog, did that mean she was also descended from a transfer? I was so impressed that I repeatedly flicked Mizuki's nipples.
"Like what you hear?"
"Ehhh?! How would I like hearing that?! It's awful!"
She was still angry about the earlier exchange, wasn't she? I turned Mizuki around and ran my finger over her lips.
"Huh? Did you ever drink it before?"
"Ehhh?! No way! Umm... I mean, I licked it before and it was only a little bit, right?"
She was probably referring to precum. And she glanced at Fam.
"Are you sure you didn't drink it before?"
"With the saliva mixed in, my mouth was about to overflow!"
A rather graphic exchange occurred.
"...So you were forced to drink it too."
Mizuki was talking to Fam, but I doubted she'd forgotten she was stripping in front of me.
"No, I was interested, so I drank it myself."
"...Fam, don't spoil Marsh!"
Mizuki scolded Fam.
"It's Mizuki who spoils Master Marsh."
"...That's true. I'll try not to spoil you from now on."
I glanced at Mizuki. She had been planning to do it all along, hadn't she? I reached out to her chest and indulged in its size and softness.
"Mizuki, it feels really good."
My hips began to move on their own, pushing deeper into her. Mizuki flinched slightly but still tried to match my rhythm.
"Mizuki, I'm going to cum. Is inside okay?"
"Ufuu."
Mizuki nodded, her voice muffled by my shaft. As I watched her expression, I reached my limit and released inside her mouth. Mizuki paused, letting me finish, before pulling her mouth free.
"Nnn... nnnn-ning? Nnnnnn?!"
She was trying to say something. Her intensity suggested anger.
"Translator! What is Mizuki trying to say?!"
Fam clarified, "She's asking if it's okay to let it out, because it's about to come out of her nose!"
"From where? Her nose?!"
"Of course from her mouth!"
Fam replied for Mizuki.
"No, swallow it."
I pinched Mizuki's nose and held her jaw.
"Nnn, nnn!"
I waited until I saw her throat moving before releasing her.
"Haa... it really tastes weird."
"Huh? Have you ever drunk it before?"
"Ehhh?! No... I mean, I've licked it, and there was a little bit once, right?"
She was talking about precum. Then she looked at Fam.
"You said it would make me happy to drink it, and you didn't say anything about it coming out of my nose!"
"In my case, it felt like my mouth was going to overflow with my own saliva mixed in!"
Their refreshingly graphic exchange continued.
"...So you were made to drink it too."
Mizuki was talking to Fam, still acting like nothing had happened.
"No, I was interested, so I drank it myself."
"...Fam, don't spoil Marsh!"
Mizuki scolded Fam.
"It's Mizuki who spoils Master Marsh."
"...That's true. I'll try not to spoil you from now on."
The long night continues.
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