RGS Vol 8 Part 9

“Ah!”

As Karas thrust in with a force incomparable to before, Abel threw his head back and screamed. The thick member thrusting roughly was now hitting Abel’s sensitive spot.

Moreover, Karas pushed up deeper and harder against that spot with increasing force. The overwhelming heat penetrating deep inside him made it feel like his entire stomach was being filled. The tingling pleasure around Abel’s lower abdomen surged towards his twitching pen1s.

“Haa, haa, ah! Aaahngg!”

He couldn’t control the moans that escaped his lips with every thrust that shook his body. The thick pen1s pushing up inside him were now coated in slippery fluid, making its movements even faster. The pleasure building up inside him increased as if it was going to explode at any moment. Karas, gripping Abel’s buttocks with such force, lifted him higher and thrust in deeper.

Abel’s lower abdomen felt like it was filled with searing heat threatening to burst. The pen1s, which had grown larger, pounded relentlessly as if it would break him apart. What had once been painful had now brought an intense pleasure as it rubbed against his sensitive spot, driving him crazy with satisfaction. The tingling pleasure, pressing against that spot, finally surged to its peak. A final, strong thrust pierced deeply, releasing everything inside him.

“Ung, ah! Ah! Haa!”

“Haa, haa, ha, f*ck, ngh!”

At the last moment, Karas’ hands tightened on Abel’s buttocks, pulled him down hard, and then held him still. He released a stream of hot liquid inside Abel’s body several times. Abel, clinging to him, shuddered all over in spasms.

Though Karas had finished his first ejaculation and was breathing heavily, his eyes darkened with even more desire. His pen1s, coated in sem3n, slowly slid out but didn’t seem to reduce its size and was ready to harden again.

⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Her husband’s words were right. That night, the moon was bright, and the flowers greeted her beautifully. The flowers shone like her fairy-like son.

“The moon is so bright tonight that everything is visible.”

The maid, who had followed her outside, agreed and adjusted to her mood. She nodded and smiled, gesturing further inside with her hand.

“Let’s go further in. It’s refreshing and beautiful, seeing it at night like this.”

She laughed and walked into the garden with light, butterfly-like steps, feeling like an innocent girl. Just as she was about to turn around a large tree to head towards the fountain…

“It would be nice to have the fountain running at night as well. Then the beautiful streams of water would sparkle under the moonlight and make lovely sounds…”

“Ahhng!”

There really was a sound coming from the fountain. However, it wasn’t a lovely sound, more like an embarrassing one. The madam and her maid stopped walking in surprise and opened their eyes wide.

What on earth is that noise?

She turned her head, thinking. Though the tree was in the way, she could see inside if she angled her head. With the help of the bright moonlight that she had been admiring, she could clearly see the scene. A man bent over the fountain and another man thrusting his hips against the man’s back. The sound was coming from the man who was bent over.

“Ah! Ah! Aaah! Haa, haat!”

With each thrust of the man’s hips, moans burst out in rhythm. The Mistress also let out a gasp. Because it was her son.

“Oh my!”

With a barely audible scream, she staggered. The maid, who had been standing next to her with mouth agape in shock, quickly supported her to prevent her from collapsing on the ground. Amidst the moans, a sound they hadn’t noticed before reached their ears. It was the sound of rhythmic slapping of the man’s hips against the other.

The two women stood frozen, their faces turning ghostly white beyond surprise. They didn’t know whether to say something, look away, leave the place, or even faint, as their minds were paralyzed by the sight of sexual intercourse happening in the middle of the garden. Moreover, the man thrusting into her son from behind was breathing heavily through clenched teeth and uttered obscene words.

“Gasp, gasp. Do you love my c0ck that much? Haa, you’re squeezing so tight. Do you like it? Huh?”

At the sound of the low, husky voice asking those questions, the faces of the two women, who were already frozen in shock, flushed as if they were about to explode. The Mistress staggered again, and the sound of leaves being stepped on made a rustling sound. Fortunately, her son, who was lying face down and almost crying as he moaned, did not hear it. However, the man arching his back as he thrust his waist quickly looked up and met the Mistress’ eyes directly.

‘Gasp!’

The Mistress froze and couldn’t even make a sound as she saw his lips. His lips moved silently, mouthing words. Strangely, both the women could clearly understand what he was saying as if the words were whispered directly into their ears.

‘Get lost.’

At the same time, his eyes briefly flashed like a snake’s, causing both the Mistress and the maid to faint simultaneously. With the intruders gone, the sound of flesh slapping against each other continued at the fountain until dawn.

⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

“The first place where the festival will take place is the castle we will arrive at tonight. As per His Majesty’s orders, no one knows that His Majesty is coming there.”

As they stopped briefly by the roadside for a meal and rest, Ashler spread out the map and explained their destination. He continued with detailed descriptions of who the lord of the city was and the way the festival would be held, but, as always, Karas wasn’t paying attention.

He usually wore a bored, expressionless face as if everything was a nuisance, so it wasn’t unusual for him not to respond, but this time was a bit different. He was staring intently at one spot. Anyone who wasn’t a fool could tell who he was looking at. The problem was that his gaze was filled with unmistakable lust.

The undisguised desire to do something with Abel made the people who were watching feel awkward and turn their heads away. The one the most affected was, of course, Abel. Already in a situation where he was unable to show his face due to the incident at the butler’s master’s house, he felt like crying whenever Karas stared at him like that all day.

When he learned that the Mistress of the house had fainted, her face flushed red after witnessing her son’s intimate scene, Abel really wanted to bury himself in the ground and disappear. The embarrassment at that time was so much that it couldn’t be solved even by pretending to be asleep. The others, who were departing with them, tried to act as if they didn’t know, avoiding eye contact with Abel, but their consideration only made him feel more ashamed.

Fortunately, after a day or two, things got a bit better, but they had forgotten one crucial detail. The main cause of the problem was right among them. Karas didn’t care about the others’ gazes and would constantly make advances towards Abel whenever he had the chance. His blatant actions of grabbing Abel’s crotch or pulling him by the buttocks in front of everyone left them all unsure of where to look.

However, since everyone knew the reason behind it, they were more saddened than anything by the emperor’s transformation into a lustful pervert.

That d*mn black potion. To think it would leave such deep side effects.

They could only resent the fact that the King’s Heart could no longer be punished.

Moreover, the black potion revealed another side effect later on. Karas would strangely often say ‘I’m hungry’ to Abel. Well, considering how much energy he expended, it was understandable that he’d be hungry after it. Everyone generously understood, but when his subordinates brought him food, he’d give them a cold look and say, ‘What’s this?’ making his loyal servants feel embarrassed.

Yet, the displeasure in Karas’ eyes now was somewhat different from usual. Ashler noticed this and turned to look at Abel and the butler’s group conversing at the back.

What could have upset Karas?

As soon as he listened closely to find the cause, he immediately understood.

“What?! The young master had someone he liked?!”

Roster’s unavoidably loud voice drew everyone’s attention to him and the butler across from him. Those who had already experienced the young master’s behavior at the mansion all looked at the butler with eyes full of disbelief.

Surely this must be a lie? they thought. However, the butler nodded his head vigorously.

“Yes. Our young master did have someone he liked.”

Clatter.

Clara, startled, dropped the bread he was eating. Roster, oblivious to the meat he was chewing falling from his mouth, stared with his jaw hanging open. Even Kin eyes widened. The butler, Nani, and Ashler, who had already heard this story once on the battlefield were slightly more composed. Still, they were equally shocked to hear it again. On the other hand, Abel, who was hearing it for the first time and found it fascinating, blinked and asked for confirmation.

“Really? Wow, I thought the butler’s young master loved himself more than anyone else in the world.”

“Of course.”

The butler raised up two fingers, indicating that the young master was not to be underestimated.

“The person he liked was second to himself. He loved himself the most, with that person coming in second.”

Indeed. The people inwardly applauded the young master for not disappointing them. Yet, they were still curious.

Was there really someone he liked, even if they were only second?

At that moment, Melmond recalled something he had heard before.

“Right, but didn’t that person reject the young master? Wasn’t the reason something like…?”

“Because he was ignorant.”

When Nani quickly filled in the details, some semblance of composure returned to the eyes of the three commanders.

That’s right, the second-placed person must have been somewhat normal. After all, if they rejected someone just because they were ignorant, no matter how good-looking they were…

“Yes, but that was just the superficial reason.”

A hidden truth slipped from the butler’s lips. His appearance became solemn as he recalled the situation at that time, filling everyone with an inexplicable unease. They couldn’t quite put their finger on it, but it felt like they shouldn’t hear more. However, as the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. Unable to hold back any longer, Nani asked with a twitch of his lips.

“Then, what was the real reason?”

“Sigh ―Well, the truth is…”

The butler looked up at the sky, his eyes slightly wet.

“It was because our young master wasn’t more beautiful than that person. For that person, our young master was only third. First was themselves, and second…”

The butler, struggling, tearfully revealed the second-place winner that had pushed the young master away. It was as if he still couldn’t believe it.

“It was a mirror. That person had an even worse case of ‘prince syndrome’ than our young master! Sob.”

[T/N: The term “prince syndrome” (왕자병, wangja-byeong) is a colloquial expression used in Korean to describe a person, typically a young man, who is excessively narcissistic, arrogant, or self-centered, often behaving as if he deserves special treatment or admiration. It suggests a superiority complex and an inflated sense of self-importance.]

The group couldn’t help but feel solemn. The young master had been defeated by an inanimate object. The butler, feeling the injustice of the situation where his young master had lost due to the ’prince disease’, shed hot tears.

“The kind young master even acknowledged that the person was good-looking! But that person just snorted!”

It was truly unjust. Being called ignorant was less of a blow to one’s pride. They all inwardly cursed the “vicious person” unaware of how it would impact their entire trip ahead.

⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Abel, who was suffering physically due to Karas, who was persistently attached to him all the time, was mentally preoccupied with another concern. He wanted to confirm the truth of the words he heard from Melmond. The power of the evil dragon who was trapped in ice.

Since it was impossible to grasp the entire truth from a brief story, he wanted to go and check it out himself. Not all dragons are evil. After all, he knew of a dragon who saved the world for a single knight. If it truly was an evil power, Karas might be the only one who could defeat it.

Even though Karas seemed uninterested in saving others, Abel still believed in him. The dragon saved the world for one person, but Karas could do this act for the sake of many. Abel hoped that not only he, but others could also influence Karas.

Cruelty would not dominate him. In the past, the dragons had laughed at the notion that someone inheriting their power would only love one person, perhaps not realizing that it was the key to awakening a human heart. Thus, before touring around the festival, Abel had discreetly asked Ashler for a favor.

He asked if it was possible to meet the lord who had asked for help. Then, without explaining further, he left to see the festival with Karas. However, Ashler breathed a sigh of relief just from hearing these words. Karas had mockingly said to Ashler after hearing the lord’s story.

‘It’s no use in telling Abel.’

It was a statement with the expectation that Ashler would immediately rush straight to Abel. The words implied that even if Abel asked him, it wouldn’t make a difference—Karas wouldn’t still listen. However, Ashler couldn’t give up.

He couldn’t run straight to Abel as Karas had mocked, so he informed Melmond instead, and Abel, upon learning about it, showed interest. That was enough. Karas might not listen to Abel’s request, but Abel would somehow change his mind.

Ashler left the other three commanders in charge of Karas and headed elsewhere. In preparation for this kind of situation, he had deliberately chosen the location of the festival in the northern capital. He had instructed the lord to wait there. Ashler quickly walked to the inn where he would be waiting.