City ​​of Witches 559

Chapter 559 – #115_Survival Report (3)

#559

1.
Let’s rewind a bit to when Siwoo hadn’t finished writing all his letters yet.

While Siwoo was busy filming and recording all over the submarine, Luelle had visited the main kingdom and completed her trial.

She had said she would work hard, but the fact that she had undertaken the trial with her legs still trembling from their love-love sex was, of course, because she had her own reasons.

“Truly ingenious!”

Not only had a great idea popped into her head, but she had also made significant progress in today’s trial, putting Luelle in a good mood. She had managed to fight for a whole ten minutes, so under normal circumstances, she would have been boasting in front of Siwoo for about 100 minutes.

However, Luelle was not heading to her cabin with such haste to brag about her trial results to Siwoo.

She was going to prepare a trap.
The targets of this trap were the lovers that Shin Siwoo couldn’t forget and was eager to contact, even after becoming the royal consort of the Nukelavi Kingdom.

At first, she had felt jealous, but Luelle had quickly recovered her fighting spirit and was now planning the opening act of her counterattack.

“There’s no way a witch more charming than I exists.”

Luelle, the one and only queen of heaven and earth, was not so weak as to falter at the mere appearance of a rival. Instead, she decided to send a very special express delivery message to his lovers, who were probably waiting with bated breath.

“Preparation complete.”

Luelle checked the status of the old cassette tape recorder.

She had obtained two recorders and a box of blank tapes as spoils of war, but they had been gathering dust in the warehouse because there was no use for them. One of them had been taken by Siwoo to record his voice for his lovers, and the one in Luelle’s hand was the other.

“I’ll teach them how harsh it is to fight against the Queen!”

Luelle stuffed the recorder into her coat pocket and opened the door.

Under the lamp, the smoke from a cigarette wafted.
Siwoo was writing a letter with a pen in hand.

Next to him was a stack of papers that looked to be dozens of pages thick.
She had seen him finish recording by lunchtime, so that meant he had been writing letters non-stop since then.

Luelle was slightly fed up.
She had thought writing letters would only take an hour or two, but she couldn’t imagine what he was writing so much about.

“Are you still writing letters?”
“Yes, there are many people I need to send them to.”

Luelle’s curiosity was piqued, but she didn’t do anything as tacky as peeking at the contents or asking him to show her. Such actions would only be proof of her lack of confidence.

“How many lovers do you have that it’s taking you so long? Your hand must be hurting.”

Luelle already knew that there was more than one, so she sat on the bed and asked. She naturally took off her coat with the recorder inside and hung it by her head.

“Five.”
“Hmm, five…”

Luelle nodded casually at Siwoo’s embarrassed reply.
However, as she replayed his answer, she realized that there was an unbelievable statement mixed in.

“Wait, did you say five?”
“Yes, I did.”

Luelle’s expression turned bizarre.
Judging by his skill on the bed, she had thought he was quite the Casanova.

But five? That was enough lovers to form a basketball team.

Luelle snorted.
It was too absurd a number to accept as the truth.

“Your jokes have gotten better. I almost fell for it for a moment.”

However, seeing Siwoo’s wry smile without saying a word, her expression hardened.
Was that the face of someone making a joke?

No.
In the first place, Shin Siwoo was not the type to enjoy such silly jokes.

“…You’re not joking? How can a person…”
“Well, it just happened that way.”
“Huh…”

Luelle felt dumbfounded.
At the same time, her head started to spin slightly.

Luelle was usually full of confidence, but even for her, five was a different story.

There was only one man and several women, so his surroundings must be a bloody battlefield.
As she had said before, Luelle had strong confidence in her own charm, so she wasn’t afraid of entering the battlefield itself.

Who was Luelle Nukelavi?
She was a deep-sea witch who had inherited the mark of the 23rd rank.

Even if his lovers came at her with all their might and started a real fight, she could just knock them down.
After all, once she overcame the trial, they wouldn’t be able to match Luelle’s strength.

However, what would happen if a powerful new kingdom joined the battlefield of minor kingdoms?
The minor nations would declare a truce and form an alliance, and they would all be in a position to check the Luelle Kingdom.

Especially if they realized that Luelle was a powerful great witch and set their own rules that completely excluded physical fighting, Luelle’s side, which was outnumbered, could be at a disadvantage.
Even Luelle was slightly burdened by that.

“Alright, I understand that there is such a thing as a hero being a womanizer. Well, I don’t know if you’re a hero, though.”
“Haha…”

Therefore, preemptive measures were all the more essential.

She hated to admit it, but those foxes had seduced Siwoo before Luelle and were receiving excessive affection and attention.
Power, after all, began with a battle of wills.

Just by showing that she was in a clear position of superiority, her foundation would become solid.

In addition, she also wanted to make a clear declaration of war to those foxes.
It would be a lie to say that she didn’t feel any jealousy, so she had to pay them back in this way, right?

Luelle rationalized her trap in that way.
Objectively speaking, the trap that Luelle was about to set was an unethical IED, as it was being carried out without Siwoo’s consent.

“So, are you very busy?”
“I was just about to finish. Have you had dinner?”
“Not yet.”
“Then, shall we go to the dining hall?”

The trap was a tape recording of Siwoo and Luelle’s passionate lovemaking.
She planned to secretly slip it into the items he was sending to his lovers.

“No, there is no banquet prepared for today.”
“Are we skipping it today?”
“Yes.”

All the sounds were already being recorded in real-time.
However, there was one thing she had to be careful about here.

One was that she absolutely could not appear to be clinging or to be the one initiating the relationship.
Since she was going to turn their world upside down, the picture had to be of Siwoo clinging to her first, not Luelle, for effective salt-rubbing.

“Come here for a moment.”
“Yes.”

Shin Siwoo got up from his chair and approached her, as if he had no idea what was going on.
Calming her pounding heart, Luelle whispered in his ear, at a volume that wouldn’t be picked up by the recorder.

“I have returned from the trial.”
“Today?”
“Shhh…!”

Luelle quickly gestured for him to lower his voice.
Shin Siwoo nodded silently without asking for details.
He was a man who had a knack for keeping pace with her.

“I will challenge it again tomorrow.”
“Ah…”

Seeing him nod as if he finally understood, Luelle quietly unbuttoned her shirt.
Siwoo’s eyes widened as if he hadn’t expected it at all.

It was still embarrassing to show her bare skin, but now was the time to carry out her plan.
She couldn’t be held back by mere shyness.

Luelle closed her eyes tightly and exposed her chest.
She wasn’t wearing a bra, so her surprisingly voluptuous breasts peeked out.

“So suddenly…”
“What do you mean suddenly…! Didn’t we promise while showering together today…!”
“That’s true, but…”

Luelle noticed that the center of his trousers was slowly swelling, despite his bewilderment.
Even as she felt her heart beat faster, she reaffirmed her resolve.

The important thing was not only to create a picture of Siwoo pouncing on her first.
It was also important to give the nuance that Luelle was leisurely playing with him.

If she cried out like before, “I’ve lost! Stop it!” she would surely be laughed at as, “Pfft, this guy is a pushover in bed.”
And if they had slow and soft sex like they had enjoyed last night, she felt like she could control it enough.

“Lie down, ‘today’ I will be the one moving on top…”

While they were taking off each other’s clothes, the two of them gently touched their lips.

2.
-Yes, there… right there… haa… haa…

The lewd sounds coming from the radio cassette deck that they had managed to find.
It was the hot sigh of the deep-sea witch after exchanging a few words with Shin Siwoo.

-Smooch… Smooch…

Soon, their lips met sweetly, and the bed creaked lightly.
The sound of clothes rustling and the squishing sounds gradually grew louder.

Eloa, Sharon, and Amelia.
They understood how the moans coming from within were being produced.
It was the intense breathing that came out involuntarily during the act befitting this hotel, that is, during the sexual intercourse between a man and a woman.

It was the moan that made their throats tickle, no matter how hard they tried to suppress it.

-Haaang… Hheuhang… How is, how is my waist movement? I practiced by watching porn…

Judging by the circumstances, Shin Siwoo was unaware that he was being recorded.
And judging by the fact that it was packaged separately, it seemed that the deep-sea witch had sent this recording on her own.

In fact, when the conversation first started, the three of them had made various speculations, but from the moment the steamy audio porn began, they all looked bewildered.

“Uh…”

Sharon’s mouth was open and she couldn’t seem to close it.

“Hmm…”

Eloa rubbed her eyes while letting out a deep groan.

“……”

Amelia was fidgeting, unsure of how to react.

-Aah! Aah! Haaang! How…! In this position…! How am I supposed to do this…!
-Squish! Squish! Squish!
-Don’t torment my breasts…! Like a baby… Hmmm…!

As the sex tape of Siwoo and the deep-sea witch grew more intense, Sharon cautiously opened her mouth, looking around.

“Shall we… turn it off?”
“Leave it on. There must be a reason why she sent this tape without any explanation.”
“…Still, let’s stop it for a moment. I’m not ready yet…”

-Heeeuuuut…! Haa… Even if it’s you… This strange…
-Click!

The moans stopped abruptly as Sharon pressed the stop button.
Instead, a heavy silence filled the room.