Chapter 173 – Secret Training With Sister Marianne #04

Always have a lion’s heart, an old adage handed down to the Lektur royal family.

Be the best in any group.
Don’t be afraid in any situation.
Show no tears to anyone.
Don’t lose your pride until the moment you die.

Marianne’s words her that she was tired of hearing in her childhood she became the rules of her life that determined Marianne’s own behavior her from a certain moment.

A strong woman by nature, she became a leader in any group, befitting her title as the crown princess of the kingdom.

Even veteran warriors who had beheaded her demons on the battlefields of her decades would advance to the front line following her dignified back her by standing on her battlefield like her.

Marianne was proud of herself. Her soul her, she says, has a brilliance that shines even compared to those of her ancestors her, and her mind her, she says, has her indomitable spirit her, as befits her strong body and radiant soul her.

Her thoughts did not change even after she arrived at the academy, where all young geniuses gather in this era.

In the eyes of others, there was an outstanding rival called Richard, the Crown Prince of the Empire, but Richard and Marianne realized that they were leaders with fundamentally different directions, so they didn’t care about each other.

The prince, who persuades others with her rationality and genius talent, and Marianne, who leads everyone with her innate charisma, are fundamentally different in their pursuit.

Even when her grades her were contested, Marianne proudly broke Richard’s records in some subjects, but in some subjects, Richard’s landslide victory.

It would have been quite an interesting story to see from her side of her, but Marianne, her party of her, had a different situation.

‘Bored. There must be many things worth doing more than wasting time in a place like this, but she feels like she’s wasting her time with effort.’

There was no strong player at the academy who could bring out her competitive spirit in her. However, she did not particularly notice the talent she had that would interest her. She’s the only one who fits the ranks of the student council executives.

But even so, her worms her, such as her aristocratic faction her Rigardo Wissen, mingled among her boulders her, which still bothered her.

Only those who are sloppy, those who have no guts, or those who have no fun. It was unbearable for bugs that could not even keep up with half of her own brother to prowl before her eyes her.

“Marianne, if you were to marry me, Rigardo, the leader of the aristocratic faction, wouldn’t it be a really fitting pair?”
“I heard that the financial situation of the kingdom is very difficult these days. Wouldn’t the kingdom’s finances be plentiful if we had the wealth of our family competing for supremacy with the Pelcas family? How would you like to take me as your son-in-law?”
“Princess Marianne! You will be my wife!!!!”

However, it felt like an intolerable shame for those wormy bastards to see themselves as ‘women’.

Rather, the last guy was on the fun side. Right after she was smashed in a duel, she surrendered and gave up on herself.

‘Ha, at this rate, when will I be able to find my husband… ‘

There was only one thing she wanted from her academy now. She is looking for a husband to marry her for a hundred years.

After growing old and returning to the kingdom, it would be best to marry someone who out, rather than having an arranged marriage with an aristocrat 10 years older or 10 years younger than herself.

She wasn’t expecting much from her spouse either.

‘I don’t ask for looks or background, a man I can rely on when I’m having a hard time and is stronger than me is enough.’

It was only her problem with her wanting too much, if not too much.

*

It was her first meeting her in her waiting room that brought her first memory of her.

When Rigardo heard that the unlucky bastard and the cheeky bastard of the Weiss family were trying to take care of a student named Artin, she went to the unfortunate junior to extend her hand of salvation.

She didn’t do it with a great sense of duty. Her junior her named Artin was the third son of a very small family, but he was a nobleman of the kingdom anyway, and at the same time he was also his own people her, so he wanted to help.

“Why are you telling me that?”

But it was strange. I liked the guy I met for the first time today, who wouldn’t even have the chance to have a private conversation with me for the rest of my life.

She was short and thin, and even rudely hugged herself, a princess and a giant slayer!

But Marianne felt so friendly to Artine for some reason.

… No, in fact, she may have already noticed by then.

The moment Artin Ludwig hugged her, the reason she couldn’t shake Artin, who could have killed her with one hand, wasn’t just embarrassment or friendliness.

──Kung. Thud. Thud. Thud.

It was from that day. His own heart His has become strange.

Every time he heard the name of Artin Ludwig, whenever he saw him in action or heard rumors, he couldn’t control her heartbeat her.

The climax was during the sparring training where Artin Ludwig taunted him very vehemently.

‘Why, why? I have to beat this guy down right now…!’

Artine himself seems to be mistaken for having blocked well, but Marianne had numerous opportunities. A chance for her to fold Artin’s back her, a chance to smash her shoulder her, a chance to feed her concussion with her spurs.

As always with the rude bastards who tried to force her down, she had a chance to take a hit.

-“If it wasn’t for Agnes, I might have confessed to my sister.”-

However, at every opportunity she had, her strange memories crossed her own head. The memories she had never experienced before, but the thoughts and emotions she felt clearly.

– “Hoo-wook…! Whoop…! Let’s do it one more time! I think I just need to do a little more…!”-

He asked me to teach him how to fight, and even though I deliberately trained him unreasonably, the figure of Artin who followed me without saying anything.

– “Don’t worry. Even if everyone in the kingdom turns against you, I will fight alongside you.”-

The rebellion that broke out in the kingdom, the death of his parents and the collapse of the kingdom, the appearance of Artin, who kindly soothed himself in despair.

-[I’ll be back, sister. I will come after killing the demon king, so please wait.]-

Leaving only one letter behind, it reminds me of Artin, who headed to the land beyond the barrier to defeat the demon king on their behalf.

A man who stood by his side when he was in trouble, became stronger than himself through endless efforts, and stood tall as the leader of the pack, surpassing himself as a natural lioness.

Because he fell in love with his close sister named Agnes, at that time he had to bury it deep in his heart his and remain only as a good sister, his only first love his.

…Is this memory real? Or could it be that Artin Ludwig is hallucinating or manipulating the mental world?

Marianne needed reassurance. She had no apparent confidence that she could act.

*

And on the day of her visit her, seeing Artine thanking her for the swordsmanship she had never taught her, Marianne was able to have confidence in that ‘her memory her’ her.

I don’t know why the memory came up. However, Artin, who sweated in his memory and learned the sword from himself, and Artin in front of him are definitely the same person!

The sudden declaration of engagement to Agnes, the subtle flair of the other women, either explained, assuming these memories were real. Her own intuition her also affirmed that this was the answer.

“… I don’t know, but this is an opportunity. A great opportunity to properly teach that idiot!”

In the end, Artin, who went to defeat the demon king, did not return. Even though she obtained the overwhelming strength that single-handedly cut off the head of the corps commander, she probably couldn’t reach the demon lord.

──It’s okay! This time, he’ll be fine if he helps properly. Artin Ludwig is weakened again, but with enough time he will surely get the lion’s heart back.

‘…Those dignified and cool muscles, well, the handsome face will come back too, right?’

It was the first time. He blushed when he thought of a man, and his heart his beat like crazy when he thought of someone.

Even Marianne, who had never been in love, she knew that this was love. She now had to decide. How should she approach Artin?

“Sister! I’m in trouble! That guy named Artin is very rotten!”

What spurred Marianne’s ability to act was the shocking remarks of her sister Ogier, who suddenly came upon her.

“I’ve been following him around for a few days, but he’s a bastard, the women around him are very unusual! Except for Princess Agnes, all kinds of women are fawning…!”

Marianne thought that the strange atmosphere she saw on the day of her visit was simply a cat fight between women attracted to the alpha male, but according to Ogier, she seemed to have well over five such women.

“Even with Senia-sensei, she seemed to be in a bad mood..! Even if I didn’t sleep strangely every time, I was able to catch the scene? My eyes keep flashing and then I strangely fall asleep…! He must be using some strange spell!”

Even if he ignored his younger brother’s nonsense that Artin might be using the power he contracted with the devil or the demon king’s artifact to control the minds of women, he shouldn’t have stayed like this.

‘If Artin, that old man, is attacked by women, he will surely become soft before he can get the lion’s heart back!’

In her memory her, Agnes and Artin, who had not been able to properly date, lingered. What if the archwitch’s granddaughter seduces Artin? What if the fact that her saintess kissed Artine at her succession ceremony was from her sincerity her!?

‘No!! I can never let Artin play with those girls!!’

I didn’t mean to break the love affair with Agnes, but…! If those fire moths are entangled, the teacher himself must do something. No, he must be unconditional.

—That’s why I prepared today.

Wearing blatantly tempting clothes, she prepared ways to firmly capture Artin, who was a virgin to her mother her.

He had himself His own appearance his was undoubtedly one that belonged to the top ranks, and he did not neglect yoga for flexibility even in everyday life. I also finished perusing the book called “Yoga for lovers who seduce men”!

There were obviously safety devices. As long as Artin signed a contract with the unicorn, isn’t it basic to maintain purity?

‘The plan is perfect. After Artin twists it to the point where he can’t come to his senses, he trains hard without being distracted by the other fire moths so that he can regain his great muscles..!

Marianne braced her spirits and looked at the door of her dressing room, where Artine, who had just been distracted by her own body her, had entered.

‘Wait, Artin! This older sister will somehow guide you correctly…!’

*

Tsuguk! Tsuguk! Tsuguk! Tsuguk!

Flesh colliding with flesh and bodily fluids spattering, the obscene sound filled the training room.

“Huh ♡ hi ♡ uh ♡”

It was strange. Everything was weird This unbearable feeling, different from the pain he felt for the first time, and the girlish scream that came out of his mouth.

“Sister, you need to tighten your stomach properly. Are you losing your posture?”
“Heughugh…♡ This is what it is…♡ Heehee♡ This is strange♡ This is not yoga♡”
“Oh, you keep saying weird things. I have to punish you for not paying attention to your posture.”

Damn-! Artine’s palm her slapped down Marianne’s ass, feeling her vaginal muscles her twitch lightly as they squeezed her cock her.

“Huh?!”
“Now, should we focus on the pussy properly? This is yoga that strengthens the muscles of the uterus and vagina.”

Something was strange. If her plan had gone as planned, it would have ended with Artin blushing and following her own lead her, following her quirky postures her and recognizing herself as her opposite sex.

This is not yoga It’s like, it’s not sex–

Damn-!

‘Huh ♡ I feel good ♡ Eh, what is this?! It’s the first time I’ve seen something this intense…!’

Once again, Artin’s hand stroked her ass her. Marianne spread her juices across her yoga mat with her light orgasm.

──There were no lionesses here. Only one female was left who was fawning over the male.