Chapter 69: 69. Buster Call

Cheon Hwayeong wanted to die.

No, she wanted to kill someone.

Who? Jang Ryu-o, who had not shown his face for days now.

That cheeky but cute bastard, who was fun to be around, made her heart pound and blood rush to her limbs, made the world seem a little brighter, completely dispelled her inner demons, brought back her appetite so food went down wonderfully, kept her from having nightmares and let her sleep deeply, and left her drenched in sweat and refreshed whenever they did it—a restorative tonic in human form.

Unable to enjoy any of that for just a few days, Cheon Hwayeong’s temper grew sharper by the day.

Had it only been a few days... Four? Five?

It was a span of time that could be considered long, or an overreaction, depending on how one looked at it.

But those who had never experienced it would not understand.

If you had lived in hell your whole life, you would think it was your world. But once you experienced heaven, you could never return to hell.

Cheon Hwayeong’s patience had reached its limit.

Cheon Hwayeong rose from her seat with vacant eyes and a broad grin.

"Haaah... I’ll have to bring him back."

Whether she self-destructed fighting Arin or lost her mind and died alone like this, it was all the same.

Creak!

Cheon Hwayeong looked up at the sky, thick with dark clouds.

Then she leaped into the air.

Cheon Hwayeong did not know where Arin lived. Nor did Arin know where Cheon Hwayeong lived.

They had not wanted to show jealousy in front of Ryu-o.

There was no particular reason for it. A woman who showed jealousy... Was that not ugly?

Floating in the sky, Cheon Hwayeong spotted a single flower that had yet to bloom and clicked her tongue.

"Tch. I should have at least found out roughly where she lived."

As a damp wind began to blow, Cheon Hwayeong simply walked through the sky.

*

"I will remember your service."

"!!!! Thank you! Thank you!!!"

"You may now disperse."

"“““To the House of Duke Velatus, eternal—””"

The young lady gestured at the retainers, who kept glancing at her and grinning.

"Enough. Dismissed."

Rumble!

Seeing the retainers’ faces bloom with delight, the head butler presumptuously made a comment.

"Hehe, are you in a particularly good mood, Young Duke?"

"... Hmph! It is nothing."

The head butler, who had asked while already knowing the answer, swallowed her laughter and nodded.

"Yes, Young Duke."

The head butler knew it was all thanks to Jang Ryu-o.

As a woman herself, there was no way she could fail to recognize the traces left on the young lady’s body.

The young lady had climbed the stairway to adulthood, and anyone could tell that Jang Ryu-o was the man involved.

Since that day, the young lady had been in the best mood.

Her presence, once like a blue-steel blade, had gained a measure of gentleness.

Thanks to that, the retainers who had been withering away could finally breathe again.

This was why women needed to have sex.

Only after experiencing a man did one gain composure and become a true adult, was that not so?

The fact that the lord who would lead an entire house had no experience with men had secretly weighed on the head butler’s mind...

Of course, it would be her role to occasionally offer counsel so the young lady would not become too engrossed.

Rustle... Rustle...

Left alone in the conference room, the young lady reviewed the documents again and spoke.

"Is there any news of Jang Ryu-o?"

The head butler who had served the young lady since childhood smiled fondly.

"No, Young Duke. I will report it to you with utmost priority the moment he arrives."

"I see..."

Rustle... Rustle...

After checking every document, the young lady spoke quietly.

"Head Butler. What do you think of Jang Ryu-o?"

"!!!?!??!!!"

The young lady merely wanted to boast about Ryu-o; her mouth had been itching to talk about him.

Were women not like that? Sometimes, they wanted to display the sense of superiority that came from being involved with such an incredible man.

But to the head butler, this was a tremendous matter.

The young lady was asking a subordinate for her opinion? Not about politics, but about a man?

The head butler worked her mind as fast as she could in that short moment.

Then she reached a conclusion.

The two did not merely share a relationship for satisfying each other’s lust. It seemed to be a rather serious relationship.

And the young lady, no less.

Well, his looks were enough to topple kingdoms... It was understandable, but reality was cruel.

Still, she would have to choose her words carefully...

"As a prospective husband, his current status is still sorely lacking."

"... Go on."

"However, in terms of potential alone, he could not be more perfect."

The young lady, whose mood had turned unpleasant, raised the corners of her lips.

"Potential... That is right. Of course it is. Explain."

"Yes. First, he can forge a connection with Arin and the Heavenly Demon."

Two forces capable of overturning a small country.

There were things in this world that gave one an advantage simply by possessing them.

Those two people were exactly that.

Finding the reason sound, the young lady nodded.

"And?"

At her unenthusiastic response, the head butler changed course.

This is not it, then.

"He possesses potential unlike anything we have ever seen. He is a talent worthy of being compared to the figures recorded in history."

"That is true..."

She already knew all of that. So what else?

"Furthermore, he is beautiful. His mere existence would elevate his partner’s prestige by not one, but two levels."

"Hmm..."

Realizing she had found the right approach, the head butler pressed on.

"Beauty is power. History proves it. It is a fact written even in myths."

At last, the young lady began talking.

"Hehe... And his heart is beautiful as well. When we first met, he dared to stand before me..."

The young lady closed her eyes happily as she spoke about Ryu-o.

The head butler smiled and responded to her.

Then, when she casually brought up a practical issue...

"If only his status rose further, there would be nothing lacking in becoming engaged at once."

This was precisely the problem. Even if the ducal house raised him up, it would take quite some time.

Knowing that herself, the young lady slightly furrowed her brow.

"Hmm... Head Butler. If Jang Ryu-o were the emp—"

Just as the young lady was about to explain her plan...

Bang!

"Forgive my breach of etiquette!!!!"

An administrative soldier with an urgent expression burst into the young lady’s room.

No matter how urgent it was, for a capable member of a ducal house to behave so rashly?

As the head butler was about to reprimand him, the young lady raised a hand and stopped her.

The young lady rose to her feet and spoke.

"Report."

"Yes! This concerns an incident that occurred around ten this morning!"

The young lady received the report...

"According to our investigation, the aphrodisiac is believed to have been manufactured and distributed by the southern organization, Hedon."

Creak!!!

The young lady’s expression changed from that of a beautiful woman thinking of her beloved into that of a wrathful ruler.

She issued an order in an icy voice.

"How dare they... Head Butler."

"Yes, Young Duke."

"Leave behind only the minimum force required to protect the ducal house, and have everyone else advance south. The objective is..."

Why did good times always pass so quickly...?

The head butler lowered her head and awaited the young lady’s words.

"The extermination of Hedon, the organization poisoning Labyrinth City Velanis."

At the command to exterminate them, the head butler gulped.

"I will gather the forces at once..."

"Also, find out Jang Ryu-o’s current whereabouts. Without fail."

*

Arin wiped around Ryu-o’s cock, which was dripping pre-cum and semen.

Wipe... Wipe...

"Urgh..."

Twitch! Twitch!

"You are holding on... You are holding on well..."

The thing that had dripped semen at the slightest touch had calmed down considerably now.

Arin headed for the kitchen to make more [Single-Thought Resonance Pills], having run out of them.

They were poisonous and numbed the senses, so she judged there was no better temporary measure.

Arin lit the hearth.

At the sight of the flames blazing fiercely, an urge to smash everything to pieces rose within her.

Arin put medicinal ingredients and water into a pot, then stirred it.

Watching the ingredients melt into a sticky slurry, she wanted to grind to pulp the bastards who had reduced Ryu-o to this state.

Arin shut off those thoughts.

To infuse murderous intent while compounding medicine. That was something that must never happen.

Wishing only for Ryu-o to be even slightly more comfortable, she rolled the hot, sticky medicine into pills.

"Hedon..."

Squeeze!!!

"Hah! Hoo..."

She made the mistake of crushing one of the pills midway through, but she quickly composed herself.

When Arin returned to the living room...

"... Who are you?"

Cheon Hwayeong was standing there, staring blankly at Ryu-o.

Arin, who had been about to shout at her, gathered herself and spoke.

"Cheon Hwayeong. Look away."

Cheon Hwayeong looked at Arin with vacant, deranged eyes.

"I am asking who... made him like this."

A bloody aura began to surge from Cheon Hwayeong’s body.

It was an unformed aura, a murderous force leaking out because she had suppressed her emotions too deeply.

The space around Cheon Hwayeong warped, and the floor began to creak.

Crack... Creeeak...

"Cheon Hwayeong!"

"Don’t tell me it was you, you bitch, who made him—"

Just as she was about to unleash her emotions, Ryu-o groaned when Cheon Hwayeong’s aura touched him.

"Nngh!"

"J-Jang Ryu-o!"

Cheon Hwayeong instantly withdrew her aura.

As though she had never been angry at all, Cheon Hwayeong’s voice was filled with concern.

The instant Cheon Hwayeong’s hand touched Ryu-o’s shoulder...

Tap!

Twitch! Twitch! Spurt! Drip...

"..."

"... Step back. Lower your voice."

Cheon Hwayeong blankly stared at the semen splattered over her arm, then obediently stepped back.

Arin knelt before Ryu-o and spoke gently.

"My child, this is a [Single-Thought Resonance Pill], so eat it and do not be alarmed."

In a voice gone completely hoarse, Ryu-o replied.

"Yes..."

"Good boy."

Arin put the medicine into Ryu-o’s mouth and slowly poured potion down his throat.

Glug, glug, glug... Gulp!

Spurt!

Perhaps the potion had replenished his semen, because he ejaculated again, but Arin simply smiled and nodded.

"You will feel better soon."

As the medicine began to take effect, Ryu-o answered not with words, but with a visibly more comfortable expression.

Ryu-o lay there with only his cock twitching.

Cheon Hwayeong stared blankly at it.

Arin glared at Cheon Hwayeong and spoke.

"I told you to look away."

At the words Arin spat without any concern for Ryu-o getting hurt, Cheon Hwayeong replied.

"Who was it?"

Cheon Hwayeong slowly turned her head.

Her eyes as she stared at Arin were empty.

"I asked who it was."

Arin wanted to tell her to mind her own business. She wanted to ask who she thought she was, looking at her like that.

But annoyingly, this woman had the right to know.

After all, she was in a position to instruct him.

"Hoo... The southern organization, Hedon."

Cheon Hwayeong stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment, then muttered.

"Hedon... Hedon..."

She repeated Hedon’s name over and over...

Whooom~

Then she shot outside at tremendous speed.

Arin’s eyes turned grim as she watched her go.

It was obvious. Cheon Hwayeong had gone to seek revenge.

Steal her role from her? Rage welled up within Arin, but...

Twitch! Twitch!

"... Hoo."

Ryu-o was still in this state.

After agonizing over it, Arin...

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