Chapter 562 – #116_Trouble(2)
#562
1.
There’s a famous saying that everyone has heard at least once.
You see as much as you know.
Knowledge is like the pixels of life, and the denser they are, the higher the resolution of the world becomes.
And this truth-like saying applies equally to the realm of emotions.
In short, even if it’s a similar event, how one perceives it differs depending on how diverse their palette of emotions is.
Regardless of good or bad, Luelle was originally a very simple and straightforward person.
Her interpersonal relationships were extremely narrow, and having spent so much time alone, her emotional colors were monotonous.
Adding to that, her mentor, Shalit Nukelavi, had instilled in her a sense of elitism, making Luelle, who was completely wrapped up in the “I’m the best” mentality, immediately show her displeasure when something was unpleasant, smile when something good happened, and get angry when something made her angry.
In other words, she had never hidden her bad mood for days, hoping he would notice, nor had she ever groaned with complex and varied unpleasant feelings that were hard to explain in words.
Also, she would never have been more angry at his attitude of trying to cover up his mistake with a sloppy apology than at the mistake itself.
“He did it last time, and he’s doing it again, treating me like a pushover.”
Luelle, who had left the Trial Chamber and returned to Akula alone, fuming.
To explain why she was so upset, we need to go back in time a little.
Exactly a week ago.
Up to the point when she made a grand declaration of war against Shin Siwoo’s fox women, Luelle was in a very good mood.
Because even after thinking about it again, it was a flawless declaration of war.
After that, Luelle spent her days in bliss.
Of course, she enjoyed being truly immersed in the trials, but what was even better was being able to cuddle with Siwoo after the trials were over.
And that too, without having to be coy or watch his mood, completely legally.
Sometimes it was intense, sometimes it was sticky, and sometimes it was so sweet that her tongue felt numb.
Now that she had discovered the most pleasant and enjoyable game in the world, all sense of restraint had long since disappeared.
After repeating trials and intercourse for three days straight without sleeping, Luelle collapsed with a nosebleed.
Well, it wasn’t that serious.
Even if it were a normal human, Luelle was a witch. The durability and recovery of her spirit body far exceeded that of a human.
A day of rest would be enough to recover from all the exhaustion.
The starting point of Luelle’s dissatisfaction with Siwoo was that day she rested for recovery.
Siwoo, who had hugged Luelle every day when she was diligently immersed in the trials, didn’t properly nurse her, saying he was doing his own trials.
Of course, he was also a spirit body holder, so he knew that Luelle’s symptoms were nothing serious, but that was that, and this was this.
“To be a royal consort and neglect his duty to attend to the queen, focusing only on his own training.”
This was the first stack of Luelle’s poutiness.
That day, Luelle lay in bed all day, resting and waiting for Siwoo to come into the bedroom.
Although Luelle had collapsed when she was getting up after having sex with him, so she wasn’t lacking in mana, was the sexual relationship between lovers only for mana replenishment?
Of course, she thought Siwoo would hug her like before.
But he didn’t even come to the bedroom and only focused on his own trials.
Here was the second stack of poutiness.
‘Well, I guess he could be.’
Luelle tried to understand.
Luelle had also monopolized the dream cradle for the past three days, and no matter how outstanding his stamina was, he had been having sex for 10 or 12 hours a day, so she tried to comfort herself, thinking that he also needed rest.
Come to think of it, had he ever asked for sex first?
Whenever that thought came to mind, she pushed it away with the same thought as above.
It was a little unsettling, though.
‘Ugh….’
But the longer she lay alone, the more demons grew in her head.
‘Come to think of it, I know it’s not push and pull, but he really doesn’t hug me unless it’s after a trial.’
‘Why doesn’t he hug me if it’s not a trial?’
‘Could it be that he’s using the act of making love with me as a carrot?’
‘Is it because I have to finish the trial so he can go meet those fox women?’
When her thoughts reached that point, Luelle felt a level of annoyance that even she was surprised by.
His behavior of treating his relationship with Luelle as a carrot was even more infuriating.
‘Hoo…. Calm down, calm down….’
Even so, Luelle suppressed her feelings.
It could be just speculation, so she decided to check one last time.
The reason why Luelle’s poutiness stack became full and she distanced herself from the trials was when Siwoo didn’t ask for sex even after seeing Luelle get out of bed.
His attitude, as if he would only have sex after finishing the trial, naturally confirmed Luelle’s hypothesis.
Shin Siwoo was urging Luelle to do the trials by using sex as bait, in order to return to those fox women as soon as possible.
Even if this was just a misunderstanding like last time, Siwoo was also at fault for his behavior being perceived that way.
At that point, Luelle chose to lie down and show her displeasure instead of openly getting angry.
She went into ‘Ah, I don’t know, I’m not doing it’ mode and didn’t even look at the trials.
‘The merciful me will have to understand.’
In fact, even this was a great act of leniency and a last chance for Luelle.
If Luelle’s behavior changed to this extent, Siwoo would also reflect on his words and actions.
If he apologized honestly and begged for forgiveness, she wouldn’t be unable to understand.
Even though it was annoying that he wanted to meet other lovers while Luelle was by his side, she could understand it from his perspective.
She had endured a lot at this point.
She had endured so much that she felt proud of her mental growth.
“But…. He doesn’t even know what he did wrong and just apologizes first!”
And more than anything, Siwoo’s attitude of trying to gloss over the situation fueled Luelle’s anger.
“You stupid fool! You useless fool! I’m never going to do a trial again! Never! Never! I’m never going to do a trial!”
At that moment, when Luelle’s angry roar echoed through the quiet hallway.
A red light came on in the lamp installed in the hallway and spun around.
There were only two cases when the red light came on in the lamp.
During combat training, and when an actual danger was detected.
The voice of the sound officer echoed through the speakers installed in the hallway.
-Captain, please come to the bridge. It’s a potential submarine alert.
And today was not a scheduled training day.
Luelle hurriedly ran to the bridge.
2.
Immediately after receiving a localized provocation from the Deep Sea Witch.
They wanted to punish the arrogant Deep Sea Witch right away, but the three decided to take just one day off.
That was because they had been searching for Siwoo for almost two months without being able to close their eyes properly.
While diving in the vast open sea and using detection magic, they were all exhausted.
It was good to hurry, but excessive overwork would only reduce efficiency.
It wasn’t a very pleasing method, but they had secured Siwoo’s safety for the time being.
As soon as the urgency and anxiety disappeared, they were able to take a slight breather.
The guest room that the Auckland branch manager had kindly provided was a suite in a 5-star hotel overlooking the Auckland Harbor Bridge, a landmark of Auckland, New Zealand’s largest city.
There were two bathrooms and three rooms, so Amelia and Sharon each went to their rooms to enjoy a sweet late-night sleep.
“Hmm….”
Meanwhile, Eloa was fidgeting in front of an old radio and cassette deck.
Inside was the Deep Sea Witch’s recording tape.
Eloa stared intently at the deck as if she were glaring at her lifelong nemesis.
Her appearance, looking around suspiciously, was nothing short of suspicious.
Eloa had brought the recording into her room under the pretext of analyzing it more precisely.
But she knew that it was just an excuse she was making to others and to herself.
Eloa took a deep breath, lowered the volume very quietly, and pressed the play button.
-Hngh! Huk..! Huk…!
Immediately, a plaintive moan flowed out.
-Huk! Huk!
And although it was hard to hear, if you listened carefully, you could identify Siwoo’s rough breathing.
-Thwack! Thwack!
The lewd sounds of intercourse, where sweaty skin collided due to intense sex, filled Eloa’s ears.
Eloa got up from her seat and circled around the table where the deck was placed.
Dry saliva kept going down her throat.
In fact, she had often suffered alone while eavesdropping on Siwoo’s relationships.
Due to the Guardian’s contract, she was forced to watch him have intense sex with Periwinkle, she had wet her underwear while peeking through the keyhole at Sharon and Siwoo mixing their bodies, and she had masturbated while listening to Sharon and Siwoo having sex in the room next door.
Eloa remembered the unidentified thrill and sense of depravity she had felt at that time, but after they became lovers, she intentionally avoided such situations.
Voyeurism.
To find sexual excitement by voyeuring her beloved disciple and lover, Shin Siwoo.
It was an act that the upright Eloa could not tolerate.
However, unlike back then when she only knew it vaguely, Eloa’s flower of sensuality had fully bloomed by Siwoo.
In addition, she had been separated from Siwoo due to the problems of the present world, and it had been several months since she had been alone, so Eloa’s body was in a state of starvation.
In addition, women tend to feel more excited by auditory stimuli than visual media.
Eloa was no exception, and based on her personal experience, she had an unwanted memory of the excitement of voyeurism, so this recording she had heard today was an incomparably stimulating object.
Now that Siwoo was safe, and she would only be listening to it quietly without him knowing, wouldn’t this be okay?
Her iron will, which would not have compromised under normal circumstances, was swaying weakly like a willow leaf today.
“…….”
Eloa bumped into the table as if by mistake.
Then, without backing down, she quietly stood close to the edge of the table.
Eloa slightly lifted her skirt, closed her eyes, and slowly began to rub her crotch against the round edge.
“Ugh…!”
She had only moved once or twice, but a refreshing pleasure, like scratching an itch she had had for years, enveloped her whole body.
The psychological resistance and sense of depravity that had existed until the middle were completely washed away.
“Haa….”
Her beautiful eyelashes fluttered like cherry blossoms falling, and a heavy sigh flowed from between her lips.
Just as she was about to move her hips slightly to the lewd sounds coming from the recording.
“Tiferet-nim!”
Sharon burst into the room, opening the door wide.
She was so engrossed in the moment that she hadn’t felt any signs of her coming.
Eloa used her superhuman physical abilities to tidy up her skirt, press the stop button, and slide onto the sofa.
“Wha, wha, wha, what’s the matter?”
However, she couldn’t hide her pale face, awkward posture, and trembling voice, due to the sense of crisis that her secret time might have been discovered.
Sharon looked at Eloa with bewildered eyes, and then, as if she had remembered why she had rushed in here, she shouted urgently.
“The, the True Ancestor Witch…!”
It was an urgent report that the True Ancestor Witch, Cleh Asmode, who had been left alone on the search ship while they were rushing to Auckland after receiving the urgent report, had completely disappeared without a trace.
