Chapter 68. You Need to Be Scolded

“Uh, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry…!”

As he squeezed my n*pple hard, I let out an involuntary moan and babbled.

“Are you just apologizing with words?”

Aster asked with a leisurely smile. His eyes seemed to be expecting something. I looked down at him with hazy eyes.

“Then, what should I…?”

“Didn’t you see me asking for forgiveness before, Camilla?”

His soothing voice seemed to flow with sweet passion.

When he said that, I momentarily remembered the time he pretended to ask for forgiveness just to cling to me. It was all Aster’s ploy to devour me.

But even though the situation had reversed, I was still the one being devoured. His hand started to roam my body more blatantly.

“Ah…!”

Before I knew it, my clothes were half off. Now it seemed clear that he had a hidden agenda for following me so obediently.

I should have known from his lack of significant injuries.

I glared at Aster with a face full of betrayal. At that moment, he slipped his hand under my skirt and split the inside. An unexpected touch made me let out a moan.

“Huh.”

He then swallowed my earlobe and commanded,

“Hurry up and beg.”

How could an order to apologize sound so lewd?

“Ahh. I’m sorry…!”

But he didn’t seem interested in hearing my answer. He pushed me down onto the sofa.

“I can’t hear you well. Say it louder.”

Contrary to his calm words, his actions became more intense. Another finger joined the ones already inside, increasing in number to make it easier to accept him.

A crude sound came from below as a result.

“I’m…ah!”

I panted, unable to complete my apology. And Aster took my gasping breath while fondling my chest over my dress. He teased me, leaving only my br*asts exposed.

Despite my near-screaming apologies, Aster moved steadily.

“I’m sorry, I’m…ah!”

The stimulation was so strong that I felt dizzy. I didn’t know how many times I had apologized. And every time I did, his actions became more blatantly erotic.

“You need to do more.”

The voice whispering in my ear was languid, almost ecstatic. His eyes were full of life, as if he had found an unspoken answer.

And I didn’t know why that made my heart swell and filled me with sudden fear at the same time. Naturally, I clung to him and sought his lips.

He then blamed me with a voice mixed with laughter, as if my initiating the kiss was a very irreverent act.

“You need to be scolded for this.”

It was a voice that suggested he never intended to forgive me, no matter how I begged.

He pulled down his pants and entered me.

Thrust—!

When he made a powerful thrust, he overlapped with me, pressing down on my body.

“Camilla.”

“Ah.”

“Camilla…!”

He kept calling my name as he continued to move his hips. My name was like a chant. He endlessly called me, kissing and thrusting.

The fervent calling made me tear up, but I didn’t know why. I thought it was just the intense stimulation that made me cry.

“Aster!”

“Camilla!”

As we called each other’s names, our bodies intertwined tightly. Aster clung to her more than usual, calling out her name.

“My Camilla.”

“Ah!”

“It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Aster tormented me persistently, saying something incomprehensible. It seemed like something he had longed for was bursting out.

Why did that make my mouth so dry? Unconsciously, I kept apologizing.

“I’m sorry, I…ah!”

I no longer knew why I was apologizing. Was it for my recent recklessness, or because I couldn’t fully acknowledge my feelings that had been inadvertently revealed?

“Ah!”

The more he tightly bound me, the more my apologies turned into desperate moans.

* * *

Camilla looked at Aster in disbelief. He was smiling with satisfaction.

It was right after she had been tormented by him. He looked like someone who had just enjoyed a delicious meal. Meanwhile, Camilla was exhausted and out of her mind.

‘I just wanted to heal him, but somehow…!’

She didn’t know when being alone with him had become such a dangerous thing for her.

When Camilla glared at him, Aster explained,

“How could I hold back when I saw your worried face rushing towards me?”

“What kind of face did I have?”

“A face that looked like you were going to die from worrying about me.”

“……”

“Seeing you rush over with that face, I couldn’t control myself.”

Aster intertwined their hands with a broad smile. Seeing his smiling eyes, she couldn’t help but let out a helpless laugh instead of getting angry.

His lips had been twitching uncontrollably with a lack of restraint since earlier. It was hard for him to endure because he found her so lovable. If it weren’t for the operational situation, he wouldn’t have let her go so easily.

In fact, Aster had been in that state ever since Camilla risked danger to rush to him.

‘I was worried. I thought you might die.’

When he heard her worried voice, it became impossible to hold back any longer.

Despite declaring that she wouldn’t give him her heart, Camilla often showed affection through her actions. Aster was approaching her, holding onto that hope.

At that moment, the knights who had gone to capture the remaining assassins returned.

“Young master.”

“How did it go?”

“I’m sorry. When we tried to capture them alive, they all committed suicide.”

The knights reported with faces full of frustration. They seemed to have not expected their opponents to go that far. Aster, having anticipated this situation, spoke calmly.

“It’s probably because their families were held hostage. The Duke of Blanche never trusted people and always took hostages.”

On the other hand, Camilla asked with a dejected face. She seemed to think that things had gone back to square one.

“Does that mean it was all in vain?”

At her regretful words, Aster smiled triumphantly.

“No. We still have this, don’t we?”

Then he grabbed and shook the whistle he had taken from the Black Shadow earlier. Camilla’s eyes sparkled as she recalled the whistle’s existence.

“That’s right. We have this.”

“There must be a yacht waiting nearby that the Black Shadow used to infiltrate. They need a way to escape.”

Aster continued with a confident face.

“We won’t fail this time.”

Having already confronted them once, he had a rough idea of the Black Shadow’s methods.

Aster recalled the fragment he had discovered with a serious expression. The tattoo he had seen in his childhood didn’t have such a fragment embedded.

It seemed clear that it played a crucial role in absorbing supernatural powers. The ability to absorb supernatural powers was threatening in many ways. Although it appeared incomplete, if it were completed, it would cause a tremendous impact.

“Chasing a Black Shadow might shake the entire Blanche.”

“If what you speculate is true, then yes.”

Camilla agreed with Aster’s words. Having already heard from him about the Black Shadow’s mysterious secret technique, she was even more worried.

“Will it be okay?”

“It still seemed incomplete. After absorbing a certain amount, it seems to become paralyzed, so I plan to overpower it with a strong supernatural power.”

“What if they absorb all of that?”

Aster grinned at her worried question.

“It would be a mistake to think I got the successor position for free.”

His face was confident, as though there was no chance of that happening.

* * *

As the black night gave way to dawn, a round sun peeked over the horizon, signaling the morning. Meanwhile, the Black Shadow who had been waiting sensed failure as there was no news from his comrades even after the appointed time.

‘Did they fail?’

When the appointed time passed, the rule of the Black Shadow was to leave their comrades behind. This was to prevent the possibility of the boat hidden by invisibility magic from being discovered, leaving no one to report back to the organization. Someone must report back to discuss the next steps.

It was exactly after the promised time had passed, and they were about to attempt Plan B.

Puuuu—.

The sound of a whistle signaling for assistance echoed through the sea breeze. The magic-infused whistle emitted a faint sound that only those with the same whistle could hear.

They thought the operation had failed, but it seemed it was just delayed a bit.

Hearing the whistle, the Black Shadow moved the yacht close to the cruise ship and blew the whistle.

Puuuu—.

Shortly after signaling their location.

Bang—!

Suddenly, something hit the yacht hard, and the magic surrounding the yacht was dispelled. Another black yacht came into view.

“You were hiding here like rats.”

A silver-haired man with red eyes glowing leisurely climbed onto the yacht. Beside him stood a woman with pink hair braided into a single plait, holding a sword.

Her hair, shining in the sunlight, sparkled more beautifully than the ripples on the water. Behind the two, knights with a familiar emblem boarded the yacht.

After recognizing the emblem of the World Tree and the familiar uniforms, the Black Shadow shouted belatedly.

“It’s Francis!”

With that shout, the Black Shadow simultaneously attempted to attack. Fighting in a confined space was disadvantageous for both the enemy and the allies.

Aster intended to end it quickly to prevent Camilla from getting caught up in the battle. Having discussed how to handle it beforehand, Camilla and the Francis knights moved to the rear simultaneously.

Aster then opened his mana core and aimed the maximum gathered magic precisely at the Black Shadow’s emblem.

Fwoosh—!

The burning flames turned into chains, binding them tightly before they could take any further action. Simultaneously, the emblems engraved on their wrists were incinerated.

He had noticed in the previous battle that their tattoos were not just for identification but were also enchanted.

As the tattoos burned, they screamed and clutched their hands. The red stones gleamed, absorbing the flames as if devouring them. However, after a certain point, cracks began to appear on the stones.

“Aaaargh!”

Unable to endure the pain, the Black Shadow fell and screamed. The place where the stone shattered left only a blackened, charred hand, thin like a dry twig.

It was as he had expected. Aster was about to cut off the wrist of the remaining Black Shadow to secure the intact stone when,

“Young master!”

The shout of a Francis knight came from behind. Hearing the thud of something collapsing, a startled Aster turned around.