Extra, Part 6.2 (Rated 19)

Now that Kalion had learned a new way for Erna to feel pleasure, he was more actively trying various things. Naturally, their actions became more intense and the places and times they chose became less and less important.

Today, Kalion was holding Erna in a place that was not within the castle walls but rather in the council’s conference room. There was a full council meeting today and after it was over, Kalion grabbed Erna’s wrist and pulled her away. The council members thought nothing of it; even though Erna and Kalion’s relationship had improved, they still often raised their voices to each other after council meetings were over.

“The two are arguing again today, aren’t they?”

“It’s a good thing. It’s better for them to have a big fight and resolve things before they start opposing each other.”

The council members watched as Kalion and Erna entered the room, laughing amongst themselves. As they turned around to face the sound of approaching footsteps, they bowed their heads in greeting.

“Chairman Vanessa,” they said in unison.

“What are you doing here?”

There stood Vanessa, returned to the council once again.

Vanessa had almost died on the day that she repelled the invasion of her kingdom. The wounds she sustained during the battle left her with lingering effects that required a long period of recovery in a quiet rural village far from the capital.

But Vanessa was not content to simply lie in bed and let time heal her wounds. She was determined to pay back the debt of her life and devoted herself to rehabilitation training with a fierce determination. Her voice became harsh from the strain of her training, but her efforts paid off. She was able to rise from her wheelchair, put on her leg braces, and walk on her own, albeit with a noticeable limp.

In recognition of her efforts, Kalion and the council offered Vanessa the position of council senior advisor as she recovered. This arrangement allowed Vanessa and the Black Hounds to avoid any repercussions for their actions during the invasion. But the Black Hounds no longer existed, having scattered to the winds after the war. Vanessa was left to navigate this new role on her own, but she was determined to make the most of it and serve her kingdom and her people to the best of her ability.

The council members approached Vanessa and explained the situation to her.

“We are waiting because the Grand Dukes are in there coordinating their opinions,” one of them said.

Vanessa glanced at the door, a sense of unease settling in her stomach. It was not uncommon for the Grand Dukes to argue fiercely after council meetings, but the presence of a magical barrier around the door was unusual.

“Even using magic?” Vanessa asked, frowning.

“Well, I suppose they’re a little more heated than usual today,” the council member replied with a shrug. “But you know how they are. They’ll be holding hands and walking around together again tomorrow. No need to worry.”

But Vanessa couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. She stared at the door with a skeptical expression, her intuition telling her that something was amiss.


Holding Erna in his arms and holding her by the waist, Kalion moved her body up and down. She trembled like a fish caught in a harpoon, struggling to break free, but he refused to let her go. Suddenly, Kalion became frustrated. He had expected Erna to feel more intense pleasure, just like the heroine in the novel always did. What am I doing wrong, he thought to himself.

After thinking for a while, Kalion realized the problem. He moved closer to the door, still holding Erna in one arm, and studied the magical barrier surrounding it.

Without hesitation, Kalion slammed his fist into the center of the magical barrier. The slowly rotating letters stopped and faded away, disappearing completely.

Erna, who was still in Kalion’s arms, stared at him in shock. Her eyes widened in surprise.

“How can magic…?” she began.

“You told me yourself,” Kalion replied with a smile. “The magic formula is like a living creature, and when strong physical force is applied to the central letter, it has a high probability of disappearing.”

“Yes, but…there’s really little chance that it will work,” Erna said, her voice laced with doubt.

“Well, I guess I was lucky,” Kalion said with a shrug. “But shouldn’t we be more concerned with other things?”

“Other things?” Erna asked, her voice laced with confusion.

Kalion’s smile grew wider as he leaned in close to her. “Now that the magic is gone, they can hear the sound, can’t you?”

Erna’s face paled as she covered her mouth with her hands. At the same time, Kalion violently lifted her up and held her close.


One hour later, Kalion emerged from the conference room alone. In the past, he and Erna would have left the room together, even if they were grumbling and glaring at each other. But today was different. As he closed the door behind him, he couldn’t help but steal one last glance at Erna, sitting on the floor with her back against the door. She looked so beautiful, her lips still swollen from his rough kisses.

Kalion pressed a hand on his still wildly pounding chest. He had never left Erna alone after a passionate session. That would have been a disrespectful thing to do. Besides, that was when she looked the prettiest, so how could he leave her behind? But today, Kalion had willingly become an asshole.

Erna had tried to cast a spell to soundproof the room, to prevent anyone from hearing the moans of pleasure that escaped her lips. But he had stopped her, wanting to savor every moment of their forbidden tryst. She had struggled and squirmed in his embrace, as he silenced her lips with his own.

Was it the excitement of being in a new place and situation that caused him to taste the pleasure of the unknown once again today? Whatever the reason, he shared it with Erna. Though Kalion couldn’t understand why Erna enjoyed it when he was rough with her, he knew that it was worth the effort to make her happy. Ever since he had changed his attitude towards her, Erna had stopped seeing the famous play.

That’s all that matters, he thought to himself as he walked alone, his heart filled with love and a hint of loneliness. He was determined to do whatever it took to bring a smile to Erna’s face, even if it meant sacrificing his own comfort. It was all for her, after all.



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