Chapter 582 – #119_Comedy(4)
#582
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Dorothy laid bare everything that was in her heart.
She spoke plainly and calmly about the life she had lived.
About the thoughts that drove her actions.
And even about how her own ideas had been too hasty and wrong.
In short, Dorothy, worried about the future of R’lyeh, had played the villain and staged a play.
It was an act that could be called self-righteous.
It was also a rash action that didn’t ask about the circumstances of the two.
But R’lyeh showed a truly magnanimous side and willingly forgave Dorothy.
Not only did she forgive her, but she also became so emotional that she hugged Dorothy and cried, and even the formidable Dorothy shed tears.
While she understood the motives behind Dorothy’s actions, it did feel like a bit of a wasted effort.
Even if Dorothy hadn’t gone to such lengths, Siwoo had no intention of letting R’lyeh go out into public society, so wasn’t it just a pointless fight?
R’lyeh had even been stabbed in the stomach.
Anyway, both Dorothy and R’lyeh needed rest, so their vacation was forcibly extended.
As Dorothy put it, it was a foolishly peaceful time.
Like the ground hardening after rain, Dorothy and R’lyeh seemed more friendly than before, and above all, Dorothy was able to show a genuine smile rather than her usual mask-like one.
Siwoo was also able to lower his guard and get along with Dorothy.
Thinking only of the results, it seemed that everything Dorothy had done wasn’t entirely in vain.
Anyway, three days passed.
Siwoo sat on the bed, trying to calm his troubled mind.
The place was R’lyeh’s bedroom, where a strange atmosphere lingered.
The sound of water from the attached shower room kept rippling the surface of his mind, which was trying to maintain a clear state.
“Okay, let’s settle things first.”
When your mind is complicated, it’s best to spend time thinking positively.
First of all, Siwoo had overcome his trials.
He had taken advantage of his equipment to some extent, but he had managed to seize the Cradle of Dreams and subdue the rampaging Black Knight.
He had also subdued Dorothy, who was at the 22nd level.
Although Dorothy had fought under the constraint of ‘capturing her alive without killing her,’ and it was a result achieved after a long standoff in the same place.
Still, considering that he had been helpless against Bianca, who was also at the 22nd level, it was a significant improvement.
At this rate, it seemed possible for him to follow his teacher and help with her work.
As for R’lyeh, it was decided that she would be taken to Gehenna in a few days.
This was to allow her to rest in a safe place until the damage to her circuit’s core was fully recovered.
In Gehenna, even such injuries could be healed much more smoothly, and after recovery, she would return to Akula to continue her trials.
Of course, R’lyeh was nominally an exile, so entering Gehenna was impossible.
However, the definition of an exile was somewhat loose compared to its negative connotation.
A witch who was kicked out of Gehenna for causing trouble was an exile, a witch who caused more terrible accidents and was publicly designated was an exile, and a witch who did not fall into either of these cases and belonged to the present world was also an exile.
In other words, there was a common element of not having Gehenna citizenship, but the weight of their sins varied.
In that sense, R’lyeh was the successor of an old witch, an exile who had never been exiled.
Dorothy said that if they paid enough, it wouldn’t be difficult to obtain citizenship.
In fact, didn’t Yebin Smirna, who had come to treat Siwoo, also have her citizenship restored by the Jemernai family?
They were planning to try to obtain citizenship in exchange for donating some of the inheritance that R’lyeh would receive.
In the process, they would naturally have to talk to Count Jemernai…
He guessed that his reaction would be something like this:
‘Siwoo, may I ask you a question? How would a mother-in-law feel if a son-in-law who had been missing for a month and then disappeared for another month suddenly returned and asked for citizenship for a new woman?’
The thought of his mother-in-law sipping tea elegantly with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes already made his stomach churn.
“Let’s think about that later…”
The most fortunate thing was that R’lyeh had accepted the trip to Gehenna.
Now that it was revealed that Dorothy’s actions were a performance, there was a possibility that R’lyeh might think, ‘Public life isn’t so bad after all! I prefer public exiles to the cowards of Gehenna!’
It seemed that Dorothy and Siwoo’s sincere persuasion had helped.
She had made only one request in exchange for going along with it.
Lastly, there was Dorothy’s story.
When they were discussing R’lyeh’s future together, Dorothy, seeing Siwoo’s complicated expression, said firmly.
As if she knew what he was going to say, but there was no need to worry.
‘In the history of witches, the public title has never been exempted.’
‘Even so, isn’t guilt by association too absurd?’
‘Being designated as public is the strongest deterrent that the witch society can impose. If we were to compare it to a punishment, it’s a death sentence. If the public title disappeared after inheritance? Everyone would do all sorts of things to raise their rank and then just inherit it, wouldn’t they?’
He couldn’t argue with that.
If a system that felt absurd was being maintained, it meant that there was an underlying reason that wasn’t visible on the surface.
Therefore, Dorothy expressed her intention to return to her workshop as soon as she recovered.
It was inevitable that Siwoo’s expression darkened at her choice.
In the fight with Siwoo, Dorothy had suffered a severe injury.
Her stigma had been damaged.
The stigma, like the magic circuit, was in a reflective state, so it would naturally recover unless the organs were completely removed.
Even if a spear had pierced her uterus, it would slowly regain its function like a shape-memory alloy.
However, the injury Dorothy had suffered was caused by the Red Branch.
Although the powerful protective performance of her nun’s habit had prevented the stigma from being completely destroyed, the section responsible for the magic storage had suffered an irreparable wound.
In terms of importance, it was the most fatal damage to the section.
It was like a laptop where everything else worked fine, but if the battery was broken, nothing could be done.
‘Why are you so sorry?’
‘…It’s because of me, after all.’
‘I’m much happier now than when I could use magic freely? I’ve gained a precious friend.’
That’s what Dorothy herself was saying.
But there was no way she wouldn’t feel a sense of loss.
For a witch, the loss of magic was more terrible than losing a limb.
At that moment, the sound of water stopped.
The chattering voices from inside the shower room also stopped.
“Are you ready? Dorothy has just finished preparing.”
“Yes, it seems so.”
R’lyeh, who was walking ahead of Dorothy, was approaching with a bounce in her step.
Normally, they would have naturally tangled on the bed, kissed, and then had sex, but…
R’lyeh’s expression was more serious than ever.
Also, her attire was not a revealing outfit, but a neat set of pajamas.
“Thank you for granting my request. And I’m sorry for being stubborn.”
“It’s nothing. I also feel a sense of responsibility.”
It was a bit of a jump, but the person Siwoo was going to spend a hot night with today was not R’lyeh, but Dorothy.
Of course, it wasn’t that he had accepted the Black Knight’s harsh words and decided, ‘Ah, I’m going to sleep with all the witches in the world and go on a rampage.’
It was a result of a combination of events.
Dorothy’s stigma had been damaged.
Siwoo felt sorry for it.
R’lyeh had bowed her head and asked for one thing in exchange for going to Gehenna.
That was sex with Dorothy.
It wasn’t that R’lyeh, who was quite possessive, had made such a request for sexual pleasure and gratification.
Despite her appearance, R’lyeh was a witch of the 23rd level.
Her knowledge of magic, its breadth and depth, was far greater than Siwoo’s.
Even during her vacation, R’lyeh, saddened by Dorothy’s injury, had searched through the library and found one possibility.
As explained earlier, unless it was ‘removed,’ the stigma would recover naturally.
Even if it had suffered a wound or a puncture, the formidable recovery power of the spiritual body would regenerate even the uterus, and the stigma would settle on it again.
In other words, if the section that had short-circuited due to the distortion field could be restored to normal operation, it was possible that Dorothy could regain her magic.
Coincidentally, the means was Siwoo’s penis, which emitted pure magic that didn’t require self-hypnosis.
The closest analogy would be like using an electric shock to restart a heart that had stopped.
It was a complicated situation, but Siwoo willingly agreed to participate in the experiment.
Even Siwoo, who had only recently learned to use magic, couldn’t imagine a life without it.
He would help Dorothy, who would continue to live in the present world, and who had accumulated magic over generations, regain her magic.
He couldn’t just stand by without trying to grasp even a straw of hope.
R’lyeh, who was much more aware of its importance than Siwoo, explained with a serious expression, counting on her fingers, without a hint of jealousy.
“I know you’re a lecher. But don’t be too rough.”
“Yes, yes, I won’t be doing it that intensely anyway.”
Bee sex, where they only ejaculate without the intercourse process.
He had already experienced it several times.
Since all that was needed was ejaculation, they would follow the same procedure.
-Creak
“There’s no need for that.”
The shower room door opened, and steam billowed out.
Slowly, Dorothy walked out behind it.
The magnificence of her I-cup breasts, which were even more impressive than Sophia’s, made it impossible to take your eyes off them as they swayed with each step she took.
“I’m very skilled, you know.”
The world was wide, and there were many women with big breasts, so there would be plenty of women with breasts bigger than I-cups.
But he could say with certainty that there was no I-cup more perfect than hers.
That slender, toned body with the symbol of motherhood, larger than a melon, swaying.
It was like watching a video with editing in front of his eyes, even though there was no editing.
It was a huge pair of breasts that could create desire on the spot.
“Ugh…”
Even R’lyeh, who had brought Dorothy into her bedroom without hesitation, seemed flustered again when she saw Siwoo, who was half out of it.
But she quickly closed her eyes and left her seat.
“You two should spend the rest of your time well. I’m not so promiscuous as to eavesdrop on a man and woman’s relationship. I’ll be watching a movie, so come find me when you’re done.”
R’lyeh, who kept glancing back, had left her seat.
Since she had said that much, it seemed that she really intended to leave.
Considering R’lyeh’s reaction to Dorothy’s provocation, he had expected her to watch from the side, but it was a bit unexpected.
Now, only Dorothy and Siwoo were left in the bedroom.
“……”
“Are you ready?”
Anyway, looking at Dorothy, who seemed quite relaxed, he asked, remembering what she had said in the past.
It was a simple icebreaker to ease the awkwardness.
“Didn’t you say that it was your first time being held in a man’s arms?”
“Who says it has to be a man’s arms? You better be nervous. I’m very skilled, you know.”
Saying that, Dorothy winked.
