Chapter 78. < 32. This Man, Not Easy >
The second weekend after the semester began.
Lumian obtained an outing pass and headed outside Tarazan Academy.
Perhaps because it was midday, the streets were crowded with people.
And most of them were watching Lumian.
"Wow, he's handsome!"
"So cool. Is he going to a party or something?"
"A party in broad daylight? He must be going to meet a girlfriend."
"Sigh, I'm jealous. How happy must the woman dating a man like that be?"
Young women blushed at the sight of Lumian.
"Damn. That young punk has some strange wind blowing through his head."
"Shh, quiet. She might hear."
"Yeah, shut up. Stop badmouthing every time a handsome man walks by."
"……These bastards!"
Men either spat out jealous complaints or seemed to accept it completely.
Lumian, who had opened his ears, heard all of it.
It was completely different from when he had agonized over whether to leave for Rodizia.
Having found composure, he wore a smile full of confidence.
"Wow……."
"He looks even better when he smiles……."
"He must be a noble? Probably?"
"Must be. He looks like an academy student……."
'Good. Tell me more, more!'
Lumian had rarely heard that he was handsome in his past life or current life. That was until he absorbed the Incubus demon stone.
Being exposed to so many compliments like this, he couldn't keep his composure.
He walked down the street in an excited state, like someone intoxicated by drugs.
'Yes, this is better.'
Lumian nodded.
He had been invited to Layton Wino's house, and the thought that no one but her would be at her house kept him from sleeping a wink the night before.
In truth, even until just moments ago, he had been extremely nervous. To exaggerate a bit, it felt like he would vomit if someone pressed on his stomach.
Amidst all this, the compliments and jealousy from those around him made him a bit more comfortable. They boosted his self-esteem.
'The best thing would be to stay calm without getting excited, but.......'
He knew himself that was asking too much.
If that was the case, then it was better to be intoxicated by his own charm. Like being drunk on alcohol.
'Yes, this is better than being tense and fumbling. Let's be bold even if I make some mistakes. Like at the tavern in Rodizia!'
Slap, Lumian struck both his cheeks with his palms and moved forward with determination.
A little further and it would be Layton Wino's house. The medicine she had given him yesterday indicated the same.
Sure enough, after a short while, the mansion she had mentioned appeared.
A grand mansion with a red roof, looking like three or four surrounding houses combined.
Feeling his face heat up, he pressed the magic bell at the entrance.
After a moment, the door opened and Layton Wino appeared.
"Huh......."
A foolish sound escaped Lumian's lips. However, he wasn't even aware of it.
Her outfit was that shocking.
A dress with a round neck cut deeply and very widely.
A skirt portion open enough to fully reveal her white thighs.
He didn't even know where to look. It was an outfit that, if worn out at night, would attract not just one or two thugs but dozens, hundreds.
She smiled sweetly.
"A bit too bold?"
"……A, a little?"
"It's fine. It's not like we're going outside anyway……."
She took Lumian's hand. Because her upper body was tilted slightly forward, her chest was even more exposed.
"The only person who can see me like this is you."
"......."
"Let's go inside."
Layton whispered in his ear, smiled with her eyes, and went inside. Her back view looked even more sensual today.
Lumian recalled every sad thought to calm his center that kept trying to rise.
Memories of being looked down on as a eunuch, memories of fighting alone when the knight order members were bewitched by succubi, memories of suffering severe injuries from the Demon King.......
'Thank goodness, it settled down.'
Finally looking down at his calmed member, Lumian wiped away sweat.
If they were about to do it, that would be one thing, but right now this shouldn't happen.
Thinking such thoughts, he was about to step inside the building.
Wooooooong-!
Suddenly, an enormous vibration was felt.
Layton Wino wore a surprised expression. Her anxious eyes wandered here and there. A tension hung in the air as if something was about to happen.
And after a moment, a black magic circle was drawn in the air.
Three massive circles and a hexagram filling the inside.
It was a sign of a demon appearing.
Lumian quickly moved in front of Layton.
Kuheohng-!
Immediately after, a black panther the size of an elephant burst out from the magic circle.
A magical beast, and a powerful one comparable to a high-ranking demon.
But Lumian didn't back down. Despite having no sword, he did his best to protect Layton Wino.
But something was strange.
The black panther, which had been roaring as if it would pounce at any moment, no longer moved.
Not only that, but it began to gradually disappear like a drop of black ink melting into water.
Kyuuuuu......
The black panther vanished completely.
Lumian looked at Layton Wino with a bewildered expression.
She was wearing an alluring smile.
'Seems completely hooked.'
She liked him.
It had only been two weeks, and there was an obstacle named Tania Eloyce. But she succeeded in seducing Lumian Kalad more easily than expected.
The fact that he tried to protect her was proof.
'It was only a 3-second illusion magic, but the energy felt during that time was said to rival a high-ranking demon…….'
For Lumian, who was excellent but at the level of a knight cadet, it would have been a situation where he'd have to risk his life.
Yet he didn't run away, which meant he loved her enough to die for her.
It meant he was in the perfect state to be played with.
'At this point, it's easy pickings.'
Now Lumian was her slave.
He would listen to whatever she said, and try to do whatever she wanted.
No matter how unfair it was. Even if it went directly against his beliefs.
Layton Wino, recalling the thrill of that time, trembled.
She was like a woman who had reached climax.
Seeing that, Lumian cheered internally.
'Good, scored points!'
Lumian knew everything.
High-ranking demons are summoned through large amounts of negative emotions and a small trigger. But nothing like that could be found here.
Naturally, it had to be magic. Of course, even if it were a real situation, it wouldn't matter at all.
He was a Sword Master, after all.
'Was she trying to test me……? A bit annoying, but.'
Still, it was fine.
She was pretty. If she was pretty, most things could be forgiven.
Rather, in times like this, it was better to be bold.
With a reliable knight's smile, he spoke to Layton.
"What was this just now......?"
"Hehe. I wonder?"
"Hmm…… heok."
Lumian, pondering how to respond to Layton's rhetorical question, made a flustered sound.
The sensation emanating from her body was too intense.
From the eyes gazing at him, from the breath flowing from her lips, from the tongue licking her lips.
The energy flowing from every part of her made him feel as if he'd been electrocuted.
A sultry atmosphere?
No. It couldn't be expressed with such words.
Just as Karl Krone's appearance before the audience wasn't ordinary, the sensuality Layton Wino was sprinkling over Lumian wasn't normal either.
Ttokak ttokak
She walked toward Lumian.
Their faces drew close. Close enough that their lips could touch.
Lumian couldn't think of anything.
He just felt Layton Wino's heated breath.
"Uh-ah!"
He was simply pushed back as her index finger pressed against him.
"Hehehe."
Layton Wino was greatly entertained.
A knight cadet who had achieved parity with Karl Krone, said to have the greatest talent in history, was helplessly pushed back by a single finger of hers.
It was incredibly thrilling. It tasted far better than when she had made men who only studied, or men who only had money, submit.
Of course, it wasn't over yet.
To make him submit more perfectly, to play with him more comfortably, she needed to break not Lumian Kalad's body but his heart.
What he cherished.
What he had held onto throughout his life.
For example…….
'The sword…….'
Heheh, Layton Wino smiled again and withdrew her index finger.
Then she pushed Lumian firmly with both palms.
Lumian was laid onto the bed like a blushing bride.
'Since when was there a bed?'
He was bewildered. He wore an expression of not knowing what to do.
But this wasn't the end.
Layton Wino collapsed onto the bed after him, and seeing her bouncing chest, Lumian widened his eyes.
'S-surely not!'
He could no longer worry about dignity or anything else.
His member was already growing as if it would pierce through his pants. He gulped and asked.
"W-what about the cooking?"
"Is that important right now?"
"......."
"If you really want it, couldn't we taste each other instead?"
"......!"
"I'll go first."
Layton's mouth curved in a graceful line.
A red tongue appeared between her lips.
She approached like a snake, licked Lumian's earlobe, and licked his cheek.
Then, just before touching his lips, she pulled away from his skin.
"Delicious."
"......."
Lumian couldn't say anything.
His heart felt like it would explode. His head was dizzy.
There was only one thought he could have.
There was only one action he could take.
'I want to do it!'
Lumian looked at Layton Wino.
She was still smiling. Keeping his lying position, he brought his face close to taste her lips.
But he couldn't achieve his goal.
Because Layton blocked Lumian's lips with her dainty hand.
"Mmm......."
"Do you want to do it? With me?"
"......."
Lumian couldn't say anything. Her hand was covering his mouth.
But his eyes answered for him.
Layton, receiving his intense gaze, nodded.
Then she asked a question.
"Good. Then I'll ask just one thing."
"......."
"If it's for me…… would you be able to give up something you've cherished your whole life…… for example, the path of the sword?"
Saaaak!
An unknown energy flowed from Layton Wino's body.
It was richer and more secret than what she had shown before luring Lumian to the bed.
An ability only she possessed, that no other woman could have.
'I don't even know what this is.'
It was true.
Something that had naturally become part of her body at some point.
And a strange energy that had grown stronger recently.
Through this, she seduces, brainwashes, and corrupts someone. And when she destroys brilliant future possibilities, she could obtain pleasure as if she had become a queen.
Her hobby that she couldn't trade for anything in the world.
Layton spoke again.
"No need to say it. Just nodding is enough."
"......."
"Can you give up the path of a knight for me? Can you let go of the sword you've held your whole life?"
Her eyes swept over Lumian. His thoughts were clearly visible.
Thinking it was just words, that he could just tell a lie for the sake of desire.
But that was the trap.
The power of words was greater than expected, influencing future thoughts and actions.
Thus making one fall into an inescapable swamp.
If one submits this time, the next time is easier.
Of course, it wasn't difficult even now.
He would soon nod and slowly fall into the abyss, buried in the trap called his own flesh…….
"That's a bit……."
"……Huh?"
Layton Wino wore a bewildered expression.
Lumian, who had removed her hand at some point, shook his head and answered again.
"No matter what, asking a knight cadet to give up the sword is……."
"......."
Layton frowned slightly. Then she checked the current situation, atmosphere, and her energy one by one.
There was no problem.
Disheveled clothes, a bed, a sultry atmosphere, fiercely circulating energy.
Moreover, Lumian loved her. Enough to risk his life.
'……Even so, he can't give up the sword?'
Layton Wino wore a slightly absurd expression.
It wasn't impossible.
If this man loved the sword as much as his own life.
And if he was such an uptight person that he couldn't tell even a hair's worth of a lie about it, this could happen.
'I didn't think there would really be such a person, though.'
"Hmm......."
She straightened her upper body.
Then Lumian, who had been stealing glances, smoothly rose as well.
He was anxious that their relationship might fall apart, that he might not be able to do what he wanted to do.
'It's still okay. Let's try something else.'
Layton Wino changed her thinking.
People have many precious things.
The same would be true for Lumian Kalad.
Sword, family, friends, spouse, chivalry…….
For now, this much.
Layton Wino decided to target the easiest among them.
After destroying something with a lower barrier, she resolved to slowly conquer him.
"Come to think of it, it's hot."
"Huh? Yeah, a little……."
"I'd like to open the window, but I can't."
"Huh…… why?"
"A little ways from here, commoners live."
"Hmm......."
Layton continued her complaints.
They say commoners but they're closer to poor people, most of the security problems lately are because of those people, thanks to that every time I go out and come here I feel scared and fearful. Even their gazes looking at me are incredibly creepy.
Lumian listened to her story in silence.
His expression seemed uninterested. It seemed like he was only thinking about rolling around with her rather than caring about such things.
So when she asked this question, she didn't think at all that Lumian would shake his head.
"If Lumian becomes a knight, that kind of slum district would just......."
"Um……."
"......?"
"No matter what, saying things like that is a bit……."
"H-huh?"
But she was wrong.
Lumian cut off her words and shook his head before she could even complete her sentence.
That wasn't the end of it.
From his mouth flowed the story of an old hero regarding chivalry.
"It might feel a bit old-fashioned, but as someone aspiring to be a knight, I can't act against chivalry…… according to Sir Ludwig's words…… the weak are……."
"......."
"In fact, this isn't just a position knights should take, nobles too should…… blah blah......."
"......."
Layton Wino was dumbfounded.
He had a face all flushed as if he'd be dominated by desire at any moment, yet whenever something related to knights came up, he became obstinate!
To think her charm was losing to just such things, that her ability wasn't working!
It was absurd. She couldn't accept it.
'It really hurts my pride!'
But this was only natural.
Lumian Kalad, while swept up in tremendous desire, was first and foremost a person who had lived as a fine knight for decades.
Naturally, he had his own firm convictions, and the strong mental strength to protect them. He also had stubbornness that didn't compromise regarding such things.
No matter how crazy he was about women and in a state of arousal 24 hours a day, it meant he didn't cross the line.
Uuuuuung-!
Furthermore, a defense mechanism against Layton Wino's impure energy kicked in.
The repeated training he had done before entering the succubus dungeon during the break was now having an effect.
As a result, Lumian ended up responding more excessively than necessary.
By lecturing Layton Wino like a wordy, complainy old man.
"Stop!"
"......."
"Stop, stop, stop it!"
Unable to endure it, Layton Wino screamed.
Lumian, who had become turtle-necked, spoke quietly.
"……Sorry."
***
"Pfft, pffthahaha......."
The next day.
Boomer Simpson laughed with delight.
Not because Lumian's words were funny.
But because he was greatly relieved that he hadn't gone alone into a world he didn't know.
"Pfft, hehe, puhahahaha!"
"Shut up, Boomer."
Despite Lumian's curse, Boomer didn't stop laughing.
The person who stopped him was someone else.
"Someone who didn't even make it to the bed is laughing at someone who's been there."
"......."
It was Karl Krone.
Boomer wore a gloomy expression.