## Chapter 278 – Counterattack (29)
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“Ugh… Ah…”
Anne’s audacious rush at Lucia.
But miracles didn’t exist for her.
Her body certainly seemed a bit more flexible, but conversely, her movements felt somewhat dull.
And the hesitation that constantly made her pause before her next action seemed to be robbing her of the skills she already possessed.
“Ugh…!! Ahk…!! Ahh!!”
Lucia’s wooden sword, striking her with her usual solemn expression, showed no mercy, devoid of any emotion.
Of course, it would be strange to show courtesy to someone launching a surprise attack without warning.
Anne, utterly thrashed by Lucia like a dog beaten on a sweltering day, could only lie face down on the training ground’s dirt floor, unable to move her exhausted body, groaning in pain.
After all, she had been an outcast for a long time, and no student would offer her help.
This time, Lucia didn’t extend a helping hand to her either.
Eventually, the practice time ended, and students began to leave, and only after everyone had disappeared from sight.
Anne, with trembling arms, pushed herself up from the ground, gritting her teeth as she tried to regain her composure.
“Ugh… Ugh…”
‘Why…’
Even as she caught her breath and stood up, her thoughts were still elsewhere.
Lucia’s unwavering gaze as she looked down at her fallen form.
And her emotionless yet complex eyes, staring at her for so long.
‘When you can’t even… do it properly…’
She hadn’t attacked her just to see that.
The reason she had desperately rushed at her the moment she gripped the wooden sword wasn’t for this.
No. Maybe that was everything.
Feeling sorry for her, who showed no reaction even after having her loved one snatched away before her eyes.
Feeling pathetic for finding pleasure and superiority in such a thing.
That might be why she had been regretting it for the past month.
Because she was frustrated with herself for not wanting to dwell on it any longer.
‘I am…’
That’s probably why she attacked her.
At least, to offer a lame excuse, she wished there was no other way to explain it.
She didn’t want to add to the list of those she felt guilty towards any further.
Eventually, Anne, staggering and barely managing to stand, walked heavily and stopped in front of the training ground’s water fountain, where water was constantly pouring from the wall.
She cupped her hands, scooped up water, and buried her face in it, again and again.
Her face, soaked as she finally took a breath she had been holding back, was reflected in the mirror hanging on the wall.
Her pathetic self. Her immature self.
Her self, no different from a child.
Anne’s face contorted as she stared at it for a moment, and she immediately kicked off the ground and ran out of the training ground.
Passing through the training ground’s gate, running along the corridor connected to its side.
After running up the stairs and running through the corridor again.
“Haa… Haa… Hah… Haa…”
‘I want to be comforted… if only for now…
If only someone would tell me it’s okay…
Professor Edward…’
She noticed the door of an office at the end of the dark corridor, light seeping out from within, and with exhausted breaths, she staggered towards it.
But at a certain sound emanating from there, Anne’s steps gradually slowed.
“Ah… Professor…!!
It’s so deep…!! Ahh…!! Aaa…!!”
“Khuk… Ugh… Lucia…”
“I’m breaking, Professor…!!
No… even tighter…
Hold me tight, Professor…!!
Even if I’m crushed… Ah… it’s okay…!!
Because I’m… yours, Professor…♡”
Her slow steps, as if played in slow motion, finally came to a halt as she stood before the door.
The sight of the two figures visible through the crack in the door caused Anne to collapse on the spot, her head reeling from the shock.
‘Liar…’
A woman with vibrant orange hair, arching her slender back like a bow, riding on top of Edward.
The man she loved, embracing her waist.
And each time her legs moved, as she thrust her hips on Edward’s waist, his dick, soaked in thin blood, repeatedly disappeared and reappeared inside her pussy.
‘You already… did it…
You told me you hadn’t…’
She had been such a clueless, nervous girl that she had to put on a false front to her rival, a pretense she herself thought was pathetic.
Why could she only now understand her desperate attempts to appear confident as a rival in front of her?
Was the her who had been watching her junior, who was ahead of her and held in the arms of the man she loved, thinking the same thing as she was now, sitting here collapsed?
And wasn’t it perhaps the her from just now who had pushed Lucia to make the decision to abandon her virginity, which she had protected until this very moment?
“Lucia…!! Ugh!!”
“Aah… Ah… Lomenber…
Ed… Edward… Professor…!!
Haa… Ung…!! Aah…!! Hng♡
Are you… feeling good…? Aah…♡”
She and Lucia were different.
The first daughter of the Borgia Duchy, second to none in this nation, a being who would one day carry on that glory.
The chastity of such a woman was something that could not be exchanged even for mountains of gold.
Perhaps she had been too naive to not think it was a lie that she had so easily discarded it.
In the end, all she had done was not rejoice in catching up to her, but only provoke her as she lagged behind.
And yet, she had acted so immaturely, and it was she who had hurt Lucia.
Choosing only to dig into the soft, tender breasts from that hard body that even a sword might not penetrate.
Tearing at the heart of her junior who had reached out a hand, laughing at and trampling on that heart, knowing that she was watching.
Trying to steal the only thing left from her, who was shuddering in pain while pretending to be strong, under the ridiculous pretext of being rivals.
“Lu… now…
I… I have to quickly…
Pull it… khuk…!!”
“Give it… to me…!! Inside… me… Hng…
Edward… Edwarddd…♡”
Despite Edward’s efforts to push her away, Lucia’s actions of pressing down on Edward and not stopping her hip movements caused spurts of ejaculate to gush out, splattering deep inside her pussy.
Lucia’s closed eyes slowly opened as she received the hot substance, her lips twitching, and she stared at Edward with her barely opened eyes in a daze.
And before he, still jerking his dick as he continued to ejaculate, could react to anything.
Lucia stole Edward’s lips as they were, pushing her tongue deep into his mouth.
“Lu… Uup… Chulup… Hup…!! Wai… wait…”
“Hee… Uup… Hee… Chup… Chulurup…”
Leaving behind the voice of her senior, who had become a female, the woman who had been her rival, Anne quietly got up and turned away.
“More… give me more…
I want it… Edward…
Haa… Aaa…!! Aah…♡
All of you… everything…”
Unlike Lucia, who had sat in this spot and watched everything with her own two eyes.
She didn’t have the confidence to endure even that.
Eventually, Anne completely left the training ground building, simply running forward.
Then, seeing something, she changed direction and rushed towards it.
Jumping over the waist-high fence with all her might, stepping onto the soft grass.
“Hng… Huk…”
She lost her balance and slipped slightly, collapsing onto the grass, and began to sob as she saw the scene before her eyes.
That very spot from that time.
Where she had collapsed on the flower bed, and where a girl had been looking down at her, wielding a sword.
That feeling of wanting to go back to that time, caused Anne to bury her face in the fragrant flower bed.
“Ughuk… Heueueu…. Huk… Heuup…”
Anne’s sobbing, as she lay face down and burst into tears, continued for a long time.
At that moment, as the cold evening breeze blew, and the flowers and stems blooming in the flower bed swayed, entrusting themselves to it.
Behind the girl lying face down and crying sorrowfully, a pair of blue eyes, filled with a heat that seemed to glow, were quietly looking down at the crying girl.
