Chapter 221: The Bird That Flew for Comfort in the Cuckoo's Nest (5)

It took ten days to recharge the magic power of the carriage of Alio Festa. Since I had come here secretly without going through proper entry procedures, I absolutely had to use this carriage to return. If my face was seen inside the royal palace during that time, the situation would become annoying, so I didn't move an inch from the queen's room to avoid controversy.

"Bend your waist a little more."

"Like this?"

And right now, the queen was lifting her skirt in front of me, exposing her slick, wet vulva and tempting me. The moment she lay prone like a dog in front of the bed, raising her buttocks and showing her private parts to me so explicitly. I was feeling an unparalleled emptiness.

"Spread your cunt."

"Yes."

Salina answered immediately as soon as I asked and spread her cunt without hesitation. Revealing her pink inner flesh, Salina was laughing, hoo hoo hoo. But it was strange. Oddly enough, no matter what I did, it wasn't fun. I could do anything right now, but it was just so boring.

"Spread your buttocks. So I can fuck you like a dog."

"Yes."

She didn't hesitate. This time, she firmly grabbed her own buttocks with both hands and spread them wide open. Her unpigmented pink anus was explicitly exposed.

"No... Never mind. I won't fuck you. Stop."

"Yes."

But I wasn't turned on. What was it? Was it erectile dysfunction? I brought up Sieri, Eve, and Elsi in my mind. Then, strangely, my cock, which hadn't twitched even after seeing Salina's anus a moment ago, instantly got an erection. My erectile dysfunction wasn't the issue. I started thinking again. What was it? What was the problem?

"Salina."

"Yes, master."

"Go and bring Erina. I'm going to fuck her like a dog right in front of your eyes and then choke her to death."

"Really? That's so wonderful, master!"

Salina said that while smiling. And, at this point, I could realize why I wasn't turned on. It wasn't the kind of hypnosis I had thought of in the first place. I had attached the condition that she would become my slave and feel joy in absolute obedience to my commands, but I didn't actually want her to become that kind of slave.

I wanted the sight of her body rejecting it, yet strangely feeling pleasure and being confused about her identity. The queen's high-handed personality and her active, fierce resistance. And using my power to tame her sexy married woman's figure that was nonetheless unaccustomed to sex. What I desired wasn't simple sex. I had wanted the process itself of taming the elf queen.

Upon hearing my command, Salina immediately tried to head outside. Before Salina could actually commit the deed, I grabbed her and threw her onto the bed.

"Kyaa!"

She smiled at me even while being thrown. Salina wasn't afraid even when I tossed her. This wasn't a slave with a self. She was just a slut who affirmed everything I did.

"This isn't a queen!!"

"Yes! I'm not a queen, I'm a slave!"

Even at my anger-laced shout, Salina didn't hesitate. This wasn't what I had expected. The coyness of her face saying she dislikes it, but slowly showing her cunt anyway. The panting moans as she unconsciously compares my cock to her husband's! The sense of transgression as her mind tells her she dislikes it, and her mouth constantly apologizes to her daughter, yet she still subdues Erina and lays her on the bed!

These trivial things were what I wanted from Salina. But the Oath of Meiga had completely eradicated all of that. Everything had been utterly destroyed by a single moment's oath. Why did I uselessly make her bark, woof!, whenever Erina called her mother? I put that in so she would feel shame while saying it.

But right now, she would definitely bark a cute woof! like a real dog while feeling no shame whatsoever. This was nothing more than a tape recorder playing nonsense. To me, sex is communion, and it is love. But she had no love, and no communion. She was nothing more than a noise-making onahole.

In other words, this was murder. Just as the queen had wailed, I had murdered a queen for a fleeting moment of pleasure.

But I couldn't just give up like this. I said to Salina.

"Salina. Speak to me like a queen. High-handedly."

"L-Like this?"

"Good. Insult me just like that."

"You scumbag! You scum! You big-cocked bastard!"

"No!"

There was no sincerity in it. Her expression was realistic and her intonation was plausible, but I could tell. This wasn't real; there was no way affection could bloom for something lacking even the bare minimum of effort. This was just like loading cheat save data because clearing the game was too much of a bother. I scratched my head and fell into thought. Mimir, I had to save Mimir. And before that, I had to free the queen from Meiga's restraint. But who would know the method? Wouldn't Epsilon Meiga, who was in Mimir, know the method?

"Salina."

"Yes, master."

"Go visit Mimir for a bit."

"Why Mimir? Even I can't enter there unless I have business."

"Just say you haphazardly casted the Oath of Meiga, but wrote the contract details wrong, so I became an idiot. Yeah. Tell them that turning a comrade of the hero into an idiot makes no sense anyway, so ask if there's a method of dispelling it. If they ask where the Oath of Meiga went, just use your head and make a rough excuse, got it?"

"I understand. Then, you'll have to stay hidden here for a little bit, okay? I don't mind master being here, but if the other vassals see... bad rumors about our Erina might spread again, you know."

Did she cherish Erina or not? Even while worrying about Erina like this, she agreed without an ounce of hesitation when I said I would be fucking and killing her. Erasure of personality was a dangerous act like this. I had to fix this. If I figured out a method to fix it, I planned to call Erina over for a passionate threesome right before fixing it, and then restore her memories. Fucking her in that state would be far more delicious.

While I stayed in Salina's room like that, I was able to study the history of the elves through the booklets in the room. The elves, who were originally closer to a hunting tribe that relied on hunting with bows rather than magic, began to develop magic through interactions with human mages, and with the appearance of Mimir, they came to possess magical abilities that overwhelmed humans.

The one forming the current forest was Mimir, and the one that established the current magical civilization was also Mimir. The one maintaining the current spirits was Mimir as well. Every civilization of the elves was based on Mimir's foundation. And behind that Mimir were the entities that determined the important agendas of Ahildern. The council of elders and the ancestors of Ahildern.

While reading a book, I opened the door to the secret passage and slipped inside to hide. The personal maid who cleaned the queen's room did the cleaning during the time the queen handled state affairs. Sometimes, the chief chamberlain would also visit the room looking for the queen.

Knowing that showing my face would be annoying in many ways, I hid my body every time that happened, and bided my time in the queen's room until the queen brought an answer that would satisfy me. The date she set to visit Mimir and actually went was four days later. Having returned from Mimir, she was sniffling with a slightly gaunt face. I hugged her tightly and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"I got sworn at... They yelled at me, asking if I knew how precious a treasure the Oath of Meiga was, and insulted me... Still, Meiga said it was fine, so I got scolded less."

She was hoping for me to comfort her. I massaged Salina's breasts and brought my cock against her buttocks. When I gently poked her plump buttocks, Salina naturally took off her panties and climbed on top of me. Salina gently swayed her waist on top of me and demanded a kiss. I matched her lips and enjoyed the sensation of her mound felt through the thin dress.

"So? And then? Did you find a method of dispelling the Oath of Meiga?"

"Ah, yes... I asked about that, but Meiga said there was no such thing. It was an object created without even considering a method of dispelling it in the first place, so once you're caught in it, it's over."

"Fuck. Do the other bastards not know?"

Even though I referred to the ancestors as 'other bastards', Salina didn't particularly mind that either. Every time I saw this side of her, irritation surged within me. Because of a tool made by dirty elves, Salina had become an existence lesser than a doll. Therefore, I had a duty to take revenge on Ahildern and the elves.

"The other ancestors also shook their heads, saying they didn't know a method of dispelling it. But then, Alio Festa suddenly spoke up, saying there was a method to solve it."

Alio Festa was a person I knew as well. The very person who established the foundation of spatial movement magic, but destroyed all the data and committed suicide, causing the field of spatial movement magic itself to regress. I had heard he had lived in constant silence up until now, so the fact that he suddenly expressed his opinion piqued my interest.

"What did he say."

"First off, he also mentioned that it was nearly impossible. Manipulating a person's mind with magic is originally a very difficult magic, and if Epsilon Meiga, who knew how to cast that magic at the time, doesn't know the method of dispelling it, then all we'd have to do is bring a mage of a much higher tier than Epsilon Meiga and lift the restriction with magic."

Epsilon Meiga was still a mage who remained as a legend. No matter how much suspicion was left behind her, her skill must have been genuine for people to have followed her. I asked what level he was talking about if it was a mage stronger than her.

"So, what level is that?"

"There is no one capable among the current generation of humans or elves, and we'd probably have to bring in at least a dragon... But the dragons are all asleep, aren't they? I'm sorry, but dispelling the Oath of Meiga is impossible..."

No. There was a method. Because I knew as many as two dragons. I massaged Salina's buttocks and said.

"Salina. The carriage of Alio Festa. Could you perhaps give it to me?"

"Heut... Yes! Of course! I am Lord Lucius's slave after all!"

"Yeah. Good girl. Salina. Wait for me. I'll definitely return you to normal."

Poor Salina hugged me tightly like a puppy, as if she was happy even just having me stroke her head. Mommy Ati. Just wait.