Chapter 1315: 73. Gone Without a Trace

“Wuwu... damn evil dragon... give Muen back to me!”

The golden restriction separated inside from outside.

It was clearly only such a thin layer, yet it seemed like an impassable chasm, completely blocking Ariel outside.

She could clearly see everything within. She could see the purple bed swaying and creaking, while that evil dragon pressed her poor beloved fiercely beneath her and wantonly ravaged him.

The evil dragon’s skin was snow-white, like silver frost newly fallen, yet her voluptuous body was taut and powerful. Every rise and fall carried the imposing weight of a mountain crashing down. Especially beneath the stark difference in their physiques, every time she pressed downward, it seemed as though she intended to completely merge Muen into her own body.

As for Muen, he was panting heavily, utterly powerless to resist, like a little horse pulling a huge cart—rather than actively pulling it, it would be more accurate to say he was being mercilessly run over by the cart.

“W-Wait...”

Very soon, even Muen himself let out a miserable cry. Within his field of vision, Dragon Lady’s breathtaking figure continued rising and falling, those mountains trembling so violently that even he was frightened.

But what was even more terrifying was the intensity of Dragon Lady’s assault. It was clearly her first time, and that streak of scarlet could even still be seen distinctly, yet her movements were nothing like someone tasting forbidden fruit for the first time. Instead, she was like a starving beast that had been deprived for who knew how long, every movement carrying the determination to devour Muen completely.

“Dragon Lady... wait... too fast...”

Muen’s expression was pained as he pleaded in a low voice. Everything had happened too quickly. He had already prepared himself for things to end, only to suddenly be pressed back down again... He had not made any preparations at all, so right now he desperately needed a chance to catch his breath. At the very least, then he would not be in such a sorry state.

“Slow down... I... I can’t take it anymore...”

“No.”

But Hamreign refused outright, giving Muen no chance whatsoever to gather his strength again. In fact, after Muen begged for mercy, her offensive instead became even faster.

Slow down?

Of course not.

It was not that she did not cherish the delicate flower beneath her. Rather, even she was finding it difficult to control herself right now.

This powerful desire came from the dragon race itself. After being stimulated and accumulated for so long, it had finally cast aside all concern for victory, defeat, and pride and burst free completely at this moment.

On top of that, she had tasted a satisfaction she had never experienced before. Compared with that, the small amount of pain seemed utterly insignificant.

Under such circumstances, how could she slow down? How could she stop her offensive?

Of course she would not.

On the contrary, she wanted to devour him completely, squeeze him utterly dry. Otherwise, how could she make up for the shame and anger she felt at this moment?

“I’m going to possess you... completely... forever and ever...”

“I... I really can’t hold on much longer...”

Muen let out a pained cry.

This fierce battle had been absolutely unfair from the very beginning, both because of the innate disparity in conditions and because of the sudden surprise attack afterward. Muen had never had any possibility of counterattacking from the start.

Earlier, she had been the one restrained.

Now, the situation had been completely reversed.

“Damn it...”

And on the other side, as an observer, Ariel naturally saw everything even more clearly.

From Ariel’s perspective, Muen was being completely swallowed again and again. She could even hear every one of his miserable cries with perfect clarity, so clearly that she could not help but feel an inexplicable worry...

“Don’t use so much force...”

Ariel hammered against the restriction. Muen was the one being squeezed dry, yet the pain was in her heart.

“Wuwu... gentler, if this keeps going, Muen... Muen is going to be broken!”

Only moments ago, she had still been celebrating the prospect of having him all to herself, yet now she felt the utmost powerlessness.

The gap in strength meant that no matter what methods she used, she had no way to stop any of this... even though it was all happening right before her eyes.

Yes, she certainly had a plan to defeat the evil dragon, but that was not now. It was a long-term plan.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river... but there still had to be thirty years in between, didn’t there?

“Damn it... is there really no way?”

Ariel’s ten fingers rubbed against the restriction as unprecedented grief and indignation filled her heart.

And without even realizing it, stimulated by the scene before her, her hand began moving toward her constantly shifting thighs...

“Mm...”

A sweet little moan mingled with the violent storm raging atop the bed. Though it was not loud, it carried a uniquely soul-stealing charm.

Even Ariel froze.

She herself... how could she possibly make such a pleasant sound?

“No.”

She suddenly snapped awake.

That sound had not come from her. She had not even properly started yet, so how could she already have lost control and made a sound?

It was not as though she were actually some shameless little slut.

“Which means...”

That soft moan just now had come from... the fourth person in this room?

Ariel blinked, seemingly realizing something, and slowly lowered her head, looking beneath the bed...

...

...

“Professor Prang.”

“Mm?”

At Saint Maria Academy, Professor Prang, who had only just finished dealing with several troublesome incidents and had not even had time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, was suddenly stopped by an unexpected figure.

“You... I remember your name is Veil, right? The little follower who stays beside Her Majesty. Your magical talent isn’t bad.”

“It’s wonderful that Professor Prang still remembers me.”

Veil patted her not-insignificant chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Back in her student days, the person she had feared most was this strict professor. On several occasions, she had nearly been scolded to tears during magic class. Even approaching him this time had required her to summon up an enormous amount of courage.

“Is something the matter?”

Professor Prang clenched his hand tightly, then quickly relaxed it again, repeating the motion over and over, revealing a trace of the panic within him.

Not only that, if Veil had possessed the courage to observe carefully right now, she would have discovered that this old professor, who held an extremely high position within the academy and could even, to some extent, still represent the “Headmaster,” actually had a somewhat pale face at this moment.

He was a veteran Truth-Rank mage. Combined with his seniority, logically speaking, even when facing some powerful enemy, he should never have appeared this flustered...

Yet right now, he truly looked as though he had only just experienced something unbelievable. Even his head of silver hair, normally kept impeccably neat, appeared somewhat disheveled.

Fortunately, Veil did not notice.

She was equally filled with anxiety right now, her attention completely consumed by another major matter.

“Professor, may I ask... have you seen Her Majesty?”

“Mm?”

Professor Prang asked in confusion, “Aren’t you Her Majesty’s personal secretary? Why would you come ask me about Her Majesty’s movements? Don’t tell me...”

“No, no, no... Professor Prang, please don’t misunderstand. I’m not trying to accuse you of spying on the Emperor’s movements or anything like that. It’s just...”

Veil scratched her head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

“I suddenly can’t get in contact with Her Majesty, so I came to ask you.”

“That makes even less sense.”

Professor Prang became even more puzzled.

“Although I also taught Her Majesty a few classes before, our relationship is nowhere near close enough for me to casually know her whereabouts... not to mention that Her Majesty’s identity is special. How could I possibly...”

“But... didn’t Her Majesty come to the academy to see you?”

A few traces of confusion appeared on Veil’s bun-like face.

“Because of the academy suddenly being sealed off, Her Majesty arranged a visit to the academy. According to that schedule, shouldn’t she be at the academy right now?”

“She came to the academy? No.”

Professor Prang took out a handkerchief and frantically wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Her Majesty did not come to the academy, and earlier was not a good time for her to come here either. Even if she had come, we definitely would have done everything in our power to stop... no, admonish her. We absolutely would have admonished her.”

Her Majesty had come to the academy not long ago?

Did she have any idea who had been at the academy at that time?

If those two had run into each other...

Then even he, Professor Prang, might have become a sinner responsible for triggering a war.

“Her Majesty didn’t come?”

Veil failed to notice Professor Prang’s strange reaction. Instead, she only found the current situation even harder to understand.

“Then that’s strange. If she didn’t come to the academy... where could she possibly have gone?”