Chapter 248 – Merca -Guardian of the Kingdom- (1)

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After leaving the child-related things to Aruru, enter her inn her with Merca on her back her.

Although the gazes of the people around her and the occasional sparks from behind Merca’s body her make her feel prickly.

Fortunately, Merca herself was conscious of her situation. After briefly explaining her situation her to the front desk clerk, she quietly headed to her room her.

When the door slowly opened, a spacious, splendid, and clean room, completely different from the unsanitary space he had been in before, came into Cleon’s field of view once again.

“Whew… Ugh…!”

As her destination her, the bed her, was almost in front of her eyes her, Merca let out a deep breath and a sigh at the same time as if her tension had been relieved.

At the same time, as if the physical part of her body that held her together collapsed, she did and once again created her electricity her.

“I’m sorry, Cleon. You might have cut your back.”

The tingling sensation happened several times, so she expected it to some extent.

After Cleon slowly shook her head at Merca’s words, she replied that she was fine.

Then she was to carefully lay her on her bed.

“It’s a bit pathetic. There are people like you who use the power of both a demon sword and a holy sword.”

Lying on her bed, watching Merca let out a voice of self-accusation, Cleon maintained her silence.

“Since I was born, the amount of magical power I have been small. Most of it is because I am losing my magical power to the ‘mystical eye’ in these eyes. Thanks to that, I am an ordinary human who is not qualified to use a holy sword.”

The ‘qualification’ she refers to is generally about the ‘compatibility’ between a hero and a holy sword.

The holy sword can choose the human to wield it, but it does not simply judge the hero’s attitude, but the ability it possesses -.

For example, if you look at the amount of magic power, physical ability, lineage, etc.

In addition to that, consider the compatibility of the holy sword and the hero.

Humans with poor compatibility find it difficult to draw out the power even if they hold the holy sword, and conversely, they tend to be eaten by that power and go berserk.

Even though Askaron was a holy sword passed down in the Alcadias family, just like Arondite of Aruru.

She did not inherit the affinity with Askaron from her lineage.

“… The qualification to use a holy sword does not come from that ability. Being a hero means someone who always stands in front of others and protects their back.”

Her face was smiling, but Cleon spoke quietly to Merca, who looked depressed.

Warriors he knew.

Lesia, Alvein, Aruru, and Quon.

Except for Alvein, all three were people holding swords to protect something.

“You’re a good enough holy sword user—no, a warrior. No matter what anyone says.”

“Thank you. You’re a kind person, as I’ve heard.”

After hearing Cleon’s words, Merca smiled as if her heart her had improved a little.

No matter what the occasion, she never erases the smile on her face.

Her eyes her seemed to move while looking only in front of her.

Because the numerous circumstances, positions, and responsibilities that she is carrying are heavy.

In order not to be caught by the ‘past’ or ‘lack of ability’ that could hold her back her.

When you take off the brake function and move forward at full speed, the tension running down your spine that you feel when you are moving on thin ice.

It was a look that I could see because I was living with such tension wrapped around my body.

“Does your condition get better with rest?”

“Ah. That’s how it was originally. Once the mana is restored to some extent…”

In the middle of talking, kick out! And sparks ricocheted from her body, and some of her golden, beautiful hair her turned into electricity in an instant—

It cannot return its form and tries to scatter into the air.

“Aww…!”

When Merca sees it and puts on a slightly pale expression, Cleon quickly creates a translucent film with magical power, trapping her dissipating electricity in space.

If she calms her down a bit, her hair will fall back into place.

As if there was no transformation at all, the characteristic roll hair that had been curled was changed to straight hair that swayed.

“Thank you, Cleon.”

Looking at her Merca her expressing her gratitude her, Cleon looked down at her with a slightly serious expression on her face.

And, as if she couldn’t stand it, she questioned her.

“…If we leave the scattered electricity unattended like before-“

“It’s as you think. It just scatters into the air, disappears, and never comes back. Just like these arms and legs.”

“That’s exactly what Ascaron was worried about.”

At Cleon’s words Her, Merca smiled bitterly at her.

“Don’t worry. The medicinal effect is still there, so if you rest for a bit, your magic power will be… Keuh…!?”

Even as Merka spoke in such a leisurely manner, she shuddered at the sudden sensation that covered her entire body.

Pitch, Pitch… I felt the spark that had been bouncing slowly weakening.

In the deepest part – the pulse of the heart, the organ that produces magical power, was slowly weakening.

“Merka!”

When Cleon gets close to her, he is taken aback by her reaction to her.

Merca suddenly twisted her body hard and moved as if she were struggling.

“Ah, uh… Aaaaa…!”

“Kuh… How the hell-“

It was then that something of hers rolled out of Merca’s pocket as she struggled.

It was a red pill.

“Is this… Ferdia’s medicine…?”

[That woman, the magic-producing organ inside her body Her is slowly stopping, Cleon. Perhaps, the side effect of amplifying the ability to produce magic in some way seems to have come.]

“…Amplifying the ability to produce magical power… The silver thread spider – ‘Booster’!”

Only then did Cleon know why Merca had recovered so quickly.

The effect similar to anesthesia, which blocked the sensitive senses, gradually disappeared, and now only the poison of the silver thread spider remained in her body.

“Merka… I wonder if you asked Ferdia to prescribe medicine for you…?”

“Hu, ah… Kuh… That’s right, that’s right. Lying still on the bed… It’s not right…”

Watching Merca struggle with her answer her, Cleon looked down at the red pill in her hand her.

“So… Is this the antidote? Wait a minute, I’ll get you some water.”

Cleon quickly gets up from his seat her and brings a glass of water from the cup provided in the room.

Then, carefully raise Merca lying in front of her eyes her, carefully open her mouth and put her medicine into her mouth her-

Merca made eye contact with Cleon and then-

Gripping, she pulls Cleon’s face her and starts kissing her.

“Town…!?”

Cleon is embarrassed by her sudden behavior of her and tries to pull her away of her.

Merca desperately opens her mouth and passes the medicine that came into her mouth her to Cleon’s side her.

And, as a result, Cleon was half-forced to swallow the pill.

Confirming it, Cleon removes her face her, steals the corner of her mouth and looks at Merca with a surprised face.

“Sss, ku… Ha… Ha… ♡”

Merca dropped her disheveled hair on her, and her saliva that she hadn’t been able to wipe from her lips as she hung her head down, repeating her breath.

“Merka, why the hell… Oops…”

Also, a strange thing happened to Cleon who swallowed her medicine.

It felt like her heart was beating a little faster.

“Isn’t it the antidote…? This is the silver thread spider medicine…?”

“…Cl, Leon… I’m sorry. That medicine is for you… That girl…”

“Ferdiaga? No way-“

After hearing Merca’s answer her, Cleon quickly tries to contact Perdi with telepathy through imprinting.

He senses the waning of her magic in Perdia as well, and she realizes that his voice is not reaching her.

‘Are you fighting that assassin?’

[Cleon. Rather than that, I think that woman will really evaporate if left alone?]

Hearing Galatea’s voice her, Cleon immediately returned his gaze to Merca in front of him.

As she said, she could see that her body was gradually becoming blurry due to the sparks and electric furnace transformations that occurred throughout her body.

“Kuh…”

A little bit of saliva was exchanged from the kiss from earlier, but that amount of mana couldn’t be stopped.

As if there was a hole in the body’s mana storage, it was rapidly leading to mana depletion.

But at the same time, an abnormal situation was occurring in Cleon’s own body of hers.

Seeing Merca in front of you, her pulse her quickens, her stomach heats up, and the feeling of getting dizzy.

It was undoubtedly the efficacy of the silver thread spider.

But more than that, I could feel the heat and blood flow concentrating towards my groin.

“Ferdia, no way… Thinking from the beginning to here…”

In other words, the efficacy of the red medicine is not an ‘antidote’that detoxifies Merca’s body her, which would be dangerous due to the side effects of the silver thread spider.

It was intended to increase the mana production of the humans who took the medicine and fill the body of Merca, who was suffering from mana depletion, with mana.

What Cleon feels sexually aroused must be the efficacy of lubricants to smooth the way to the supply process.

It could be said that Cleon’s body itself became the antidote for Merca.

After that, if you ask Cleon if he won’t have side effects like Merca’s depletion of mana, the probability will be low.

When Galatea is in charge of half of Cleon’s magical power production, even if Cleon’s body malfunctions, Galatea can assist Cleon.

And, the sensation that Cleon felt was probably felt by Merca now as well.

A lady of nobility, a woman with high pride. She would have been educated to keep honor and chastity above life.

Even if her entire body turns into lightning and disappears, she can refuse to intermingle with a man.

But from the doctor’s point of view, if the patient has what he needs, and Pride does nothing to save her life her.

You might need to lower that barrier a bit.

One thing that is fortunate is that Merca is not a woman who is so tight-lipped that she chooses her own pride by weighing ‘pride’ and ‘life’.

It’s like not caring about a first kiss

“Hu, uh… Cleon… A little… My body is hot…”

Merka puts her hands on her clothes her as she says so, and starts slowly lowering them from her shoulders.

What is revealed is a bra with lace in stimulating colors of black and red.

And wrapped in it, it was a breast with voluptuous yet white skin, and a soft texture that could be felt just by looking at it.

Same age as Aruru. A woman who has passed the stage of being a girl and has just entered the stage of adulthood.

Her youth and health her, yet her slenderness her felt in her poor physical condition her.

What Cleon felt was the charm of the gap that came from that gap.

A flushed face, a disordered condition due to lack of magical power.

And, obviously, her gaze looking at herself hoping for something of her.

Cleon’s own body temperature is rising, and judgment is blurring.

“Think of this… As a healing act… Cleon.”

Then, a woman’s hand that carefully grasps her own arm her.

The collapsed vigilance, on the contrary, makes me open my heart to the only man I can rely on now.

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In this act, there must be no love.

If there is, it is the lust forcibly created by drugs.

Judgment clouded by excitement, and the desire for protection created by Merca’s precarious appearance of her.

If she does n’t get her magic her from herself, for the sake of her who might really die, Cleon can’t shake her body her clinging to herself.

“Whoa… Whoa…♡ Ha… Yes…♡”

Merca, who buried her face in Cleon’s arms and stopped for a moment while holding onto her arm her, heard the painful breathing.

It seemed that he was feeling some sort of relief from the smell of Cleon’s sweat, which was flowing from his body temperature to her.

“Whoa… It’s the first time I’ve mixed bodies with a man, and this is the first time I’ve seen my body so close… So this is what a man smells like…?”

Every time she breathed, the male scent of Cleon filled her insides.

Right now, she was in estrus, stimulated by the scent, and a happy substance was created in her head.

Like endorphins or dopamine.

After searching through books to obtain the minimum medical knowledge required as an investigator, words that might have caught my eye at least once swirled around in my head.

Those high IQ words slowly disappear into the mist, leaving only a tingling feeling that wets the lower part of the body, making one’s hands crawl down the body.

A virgin who doesn’t know a man. If, until today, she hadn’t even touched or kissed anyone, she would be stripped of one layer of `the opposite sex’.

What remained in her place was a seductive woman with both neat beauty and enchanting lewdness.

“Clothes… It’s in the way…”

She is still wearing clothes, and Merca pulling Cleon’s clothes her, who is pretending to be a gentleman.

Then Cleon took off the top she was wearing in front of her as if she couldn’t help it.

When the air came in contact with my sweaty body, it felt as if the heat cooled down a bit.

“Wow…♡”

And, Merca leaking her voice when she saw Cleon’s upper body in her.

Her eyes were full of a little surprise and, somewhere, ecstasy as expected.

As if she had no intention of hiding it anymore, she came close to her, touching Cleon’s hard body her here and there with her hand her.

“Hehe…♡ Hehe…♡”

Likewise, it was to approach it with an attitude as if appraising a work of art.

Naturally, the upper bodies stick together, and each other’s bodies become closer.

When the soft breasts still hidden inside his underwear his touched Cleon’s body her, his lower body her reacted slightly.

Cleon first takes a small deep breath as if to calm himself down, and puts his hand on her shoulder to put Merca away for a while-

Dismissed! And sparks fly.

“Hyaaaaa!?”

Merca unknowingly makes a cute sound at the sudden light and sound.

And that’s it, she realizes that she just made her own noise, and her face her turns red.

“I’m sorry. Merca, but… If I touch you too much…”

“…If I touch it, will it become unbearable?”

What Cleon is trying to say, Merca says as if she knows very well.

Her eyes her narrowed, her face her blushed, and she spoke with her mouth slightly raised, just like a mischievous young lady herself.

Is it an act to hide the fact that her body condition her is not good, or is it her sincerity her.

If you show a leisurely smile as if you don’t want to hear the sound of your pounding heartbeat.

Cleon looks at her for a moment and then answers with a silent nod.

“…Okay.”

“Aha♡ It feels a little nice to see you talking shyly. But… You don’t have to worry so much. I’ve said it at the beginning… But from now on, what you and I are doing is ‘treatment’.”

While saying that, Merca clings closer to her.

Did she know that the closer she got to Cleon, the more magical energy that was produced in his body permeated into her, somehow keeping her form her intact?

Could it be that she instinctively felt that the reason she wanted to hold her body her closer to him?

Clinging to Cleon’s ear, Merca spoke in a whisper.

“Please fill me with Cleon’s magical energy…♡”

“I’m sorry…!”

In response to her enchanting request of her, Cleon loosens the ‘string’he was barely maintaining.

With her attached to herself, she collapses onto her bed, resulting in Cleon’s stance her as if to cover her her Merca her on top of her.

Merca looked up at Cleon blinking with her eyes wide open as if a little surprised.

And, like himself, he also realizes that her reason is slowly being stripped away by the medicinal effect,

He reached out and gently cupped his face her.

“…Merka.”

“Yes…”

“Sorry, I’ll try to be as kind as possible.”

“…Huh, please. As Aruru said… ‘First experience’ seems to be important.”

Then, as Cleon’s face her, which was grasped by his outstretched arms her, slowly draws closer to him, he gently closes his eyes her.

Soon, the two people’s lips touch lightly.

“Yeah…♡ Chuu…♡ Sssss…♡ Whoa…♡ Chure… Russ…♡ Hmm…♡”

The kiss between the two was neither the first reckless kiss nor the second forced kiss.

This time, they confirmed each other’s feelings and kissed as a prelude to the next action.

It was too sweet for non-lovers to do, and too caring for each other for lovers to do.

The faces of the two people, which continued for a little longer, and fell when breathing was difficult.

The spider’s web of saliva, which flowed with gravity, broke with a silver glitter.

Merca raises the corners of her mouth, carefully wiping her lips with her thumb.

“…This isn’t bad either… But I think I prefer something more intense.”

“I thought you would.”

“I thought you would understand.”

After exchanging such unflattering lines, Cleon carefully puts his hand on Merca’s clothes her.

A garment that looks classy even just by looking at it.

If I moved my hand carefully, so as not to get hurt even by mistake, it seemed that my lost reason would come back.

Merca looked at the scene and smiled for a while.

If you think it’s a spark, her clothes will tear along the center line, and Cleon can take it off with just a tug.

Although Cleon, momentarily taken aback by the act, meets Merca’s eyes with her.

“I don’t put too much thought into the clothes. The important thing is to receive magic from you as quickly as possible.”

“…If you say so.”

Cleon then grabs her clothes and moves her arms as hard as she wants.

There was a shriek, the tearing of fabric, and her cumbersome outer garment her was ripped away.

As it was, a half-nude woman wearing only luxurious underwear was revealed in front of Cleon.

Cleon’s hand touched her chest to her.

The size was slightly larger than that of Aruru, but it didn’t seem to make that much of a difference.

However, it was different from Aruru’s body her, which was so beautiful and strong that it was called the heavenly body.

Even though it was not a body with natural talent, her body was clearly created through countless training and effort.

As if showing the difference in personality between the two, they were showing opposite tendencies.

In particular, Cleon’s gaze was focused on her thighs.

The leg on the unprosthetic side of her appeared to be a particularly well-trained part of her body.

Thick, toned, with more muscle than fat, her thighs were as thick as Cleon’s thick forearms of her.

“…It’s amazing. How well did you train it?”

“Even if not as much as you, quite a bit. Aha, judging by the look in his eyes her… I guess you have the same taste as me?”

When Merca talked to Cleon while giggling at her, Cleon looked a little taken aback and nodded her head politely.

The ‘taste’ she refers to is, in other words. Feeling the charm of a trained human body.

Seeing the opposite sex and their sex appeal—more than having big and small breasts or big and small hips.

How much her muscles she had grown, how much effort she had put in to build that body, and how much pain she had to go through to cut her bones.

Of course, it was true that she had an attractive body that was the perfect form of femininity like Quon, but Cleon himself’s ‘taste’ her was closer to Merca.

Maybe because of that, if you look at Merca’s body her, you can feel his enlarged male genitalia her swell up to the point of pain, as if it’s about to jump out of her lower body her .

“Isn’t it painful? Whoa … ♡ Originally, exposing the lower body in front of an aristocratic woman should be limited to her husband her, but …”

Merca gently lifted her knee and gently stimulated Cleon’s crotch in that position.

“…It’s okay if it’s Cleon♡”

And then, she whispered her tempting voice once again. She then lifts her leg up, showing off its suppleness to her.

With the tips of her toes, she grabs Cleon’s pants her, and she throws them down in one fell swoop.

Then, Cleon’s genitals, which had been hidden, were also exposed in her air, revealing their ferocious appearance of her.

“…!”

Merca held her breath as if surprised by the appearance of Cleon’s penis in her.

As thick as her own forearm her, and of great length.

A thick blood vessel pulsating along a dark red pillar.

It was a very different form from the masculinity known through knowledge.

“…This is… Unpredictable.”

She reached out her hand her cautiously, grabbing his cock her.

I flinched and shuddered at the thing that was harder and hot than I had imagined.

To her for daring to see whatever heinous weapons her criminal guys wielded.

In the future, this monstrous object, which she thought would pierce her own her inside her, was enough to instill fear in her, though a little in her virginity her.

“Wait… Please come a little closer.”

“…Like this?”

If you ask Cleon to bend his arms her a little more to wrap himself up.

The object is naturally placed on top of Merca’s ship.

Of course, if the tip of the glans touches a higher position than the belly button.

Merca gulps, and swallows her saliva.

“…Due to the structure of human beings, it seems unreasonable to accept all of this…”

“…Everyone said so.”

The result was different, but Merca’s eyes twinkled when Cleon spoke without her words.

“I see. Everyone knows that this is difficult… But there must have been an advantage to mixing with you.”

“Should I say merit…”

Cleon, who felt that her mouth was getting bitter after becoming a bit of an excuse, put her Merca down her own finger and moved the part of her bottom underwear that was covering her pubic area her to her side a little of her . I could see it being removed.

Her vagina her was hidden under a thin cloth, and the top of the clitoris her was peeking out.

In what could be called the woman’s crotch, a small amount of golden grass had grown.

“Oh… Come to think of it, I have n’t cleaned up for days because I’ve been moving in her wagon to her.”

She blushes as if she’s ashamed of her.

Cleon then reached out and touched her pubic hair on her.

“Wait!?”

“Oh sorry.”

“Really…! I didn’t allow it until that point! I’ll have to insert it from now on!”

Merka says it really embarrassingly, and then, cautiously, she opens her crotch.

“… Now then… It’s about time. It’s time to say goodbye to her virgin self.”

“You’re not overdoing it, are you?”

When Cleon asked that question, Merca shut her mouth for a moment before she looked up at Cleon.

“There’s no day like that, so it’s okay.”

“…I see, Merca is something special.”

“What…!”

Then, Cleon carefully brought the tip of the glans to her vagina.

“Sssss…♡Sssss…♡”

At the unknown touch, while Merca shrank her body her-

Bit by bit, bit by bit, pushing her back forward.

Zh, Zh… Zzzwh…

“Ahhhhh…♡”

Something, the feeling of being ripped from the inside.

Although Merca felt pain from the bleeding in the area that she could only be experienced once.

Soon, the pain is a feeling of a foreign body that digs deeper into the inside – a feeling of pressure.

And…

It is erased by the uncontrollable pleasure that comes when her glans scrapes the inside of her vagina.

Eventually, when Cleon’s stuff is about two-thirds of the way in.

Cleon’s glans touched Merca’s womb her.

If you think that something lightly bumped into beans.

Merca held on to the cloth sheet and lifted her back up on its own.

“…This, crab, is the pain of losing a virgin…”

When Merka gritted his teeth and answered that, Cleon cautiously met Merka’s eyes with her.

She catches her breath two or three times, then looks at Cleon and talks.

“…Don’t worry, I’m used to being sick… I’m fine now… Please move, Cleon.”

“…Okay.”

Then, Cleon’s piston movement begins.

For Merca, today’s encounter. This experience.

She thought that in the future she would change herself drastically.

She wasn’t getting out of her head.