I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 17

Ardal must have been excited to know that my body finally accepted him. At first, he moved calmly, but later, he lifted me up and quickened his pace. Nestled between my legs, Ardal raised my knees.

“Ah!”

“Relax, Haniel. It’s hard to move.”

After doing it once, there seemed to be no guilt at all. Ardal’s stoic face was full of lust.

Ardal, who spoke in a very firm tone, pulled my butt and put me on his thigh. As my waist floated in the air, Ardal brought a pillow and carefully placed it under my waist.

Ardal asked, looking at my position.

“Does it feel uncomfortable…”

“Everywhere…”

First of all, my bottom half was the most uncomfortable since it was filled with Ardal’s penis. I whined, thinking that I could endure it a bit more and be patient.

Hearing my words, Ardal smiled and gently brushed my hair. After tidying up my disheveled hair and wiping the sweat from my forehead, he leaned over and kissed my forehead. His hot lips touched my forehead as if to brand me.

“Yes!”

Ardal moved his waist while making eye contact with me. As he folded me over, Ardal straightened up and grabbed my waist with both hands.

His hands wrapped around mine. After clamping my lower back in place, he pushed his penis back in, prying my vagina open and poking my cervix. Ardal slammed down his waist roughly. I could hear his testicles slap against my buttocks. His large penis went in deeply, before coming out again.

“A-Ah! S-So deep…!”

Too deep! I groaned, holding Ardal’s wrist as he kept moving and reaching deeper and deeper into me. Perhaps it was because my palms were sweaty but my hands kept slipping.

“Hnnnggg!”

I grabbed Ardal as I felt myself almost reach a climax. My inner walls rapidly contracted.

My walls tightened around his penis, but Ardal didn’t stop moving. Rather, he quickened his pace and forced his way through my narrow walls. His penis twitched as my vagina contracted.

My thighs trembled and vaginal juice poured from below. I groaned and clawed for Ardal’s wrist.

“O-Oh g-god… W-Wait!”

A climax flashed before my eyes.

[Relationship complete.]

[The aphrodisiac effect will end.]

[Rational thinking is now possible.]

A system window popped up, but I couldn’t read it. Ardal had no intention of stopping at all.

[You will pass out due to extreme stamina consumption.]

Until I pass out… Ardal ejaculated the second time and hugged me tightly whilst I collapsed in his arms.

A strong feeling of fatigue came over me. In this state, it should be possible for me to look around.

It should be possible…

I tried to hold onto my consciousness, but it was impossible. I really did faint.

What’s wrong with this game?! Nothing is working fine!

***

Someone’s voice broke the silence. It was a man’s voice, deep and serious.

“Your Holiness.”

“How is Sister Haniel’s condition?”

“The doctor said there was nothing wrong, but still…”

I opened my eyes at the voices around me. My entire body ached as if I had been beaten. I cleared my throat while trying to move my fingers. When I opened my eyes, I could see two tall men talking near the bed.

“…Ah.”

“Haniel!”

“You just woke up.”

“As I cleared my throat, Ardal, who had been bowing his head in front of the Pope, hurriedly ran towards me. He knelt down and held my hand. I just woke up and looked at Ardal’s face, blinking away the blurriness. He asked me with a frown on his face.

“Are you okay?”

“What, um… what happened?”

I paused for a moment since my throat was sore. Ardal let go of my hand and poured water into the cup. The bed tilted to one side as Ardal came up to my bed. He put his hand behind my back and raised me halfway up.

“Can you drink?”

He asked, leaning me against his chest. When I nodded, he tilted the cup carefully, giving me a drink and laying me back down. Ardal quickly knelt down again.

Why are you on your knees like that? I didn’t expect it to be this easy to get Ardal on his knees. I frowned at Ardal, who kept kneeling as if he had done something wrong, then turned my gaze to the Pope, who was still standing there.

“According to Ardal, Sister Haniel worked too hard. Does it have something to do with last night?”

The Pope spoke, his lips twitching. Ardal’s shoulders trembled at his words. Ardal looked at me pitifully with his cool, black eyes. He seemed to have a lot to say to me, but because of the Pope, his mouth remained shut.

Following my gaze, the Pope, who identified Ardal’s face, touched his forehead elegantly.

“You forcibly took Giorro’s job as her tutor. This is not like you.”

Contrary to his troubled expression, the Pope spoke calmly.

“Do you have anything to say, Ardal?”

“No.”

“Why did Sister Haniel collapse?”

“…”

At the Pope’s question, Ardal stared at me. If I didn’t speak, it seemed that he would never open his mouth. At Ardal’s appearance, the Pope spoke sternly.

“If you don’t tell me, I have no choice but to entrust Sister Haniel’s education and escort to someone else. At least try to make an excuse for not being able to protect Sister Haniel.”

“I will not make excuses. However, I have no intention of handing over her training and escort to someone else. Your Holiness, punish me.”

“From your attitude, I think this treatment will be the punishment.”

“I’d rather resign as the captain.”

What are these men saying?

At best, I had no intention of keeping Ardal away from me, nor did I have any intention of letting Ardal resign his position as the leader of the Holy Knights, one of his character traits. Do you think I’ll let him let go of one of his character traits?

One of the things I wanted to do in this game was to have sex while wearing that outfit only Ardal, the leader, could wear. I can’t do it now, but I think I can after I get used to it…

“Your Holiness.”

When I called for the Pope, he looked at me with his eyes shining. I said in a small voice, looking at his golden eyes. His eyes glimmered like a carnivore’s.

“I don’t understand why Ardal has to make an excuse for what he has done for me.

“Sister Haniel, you don’t have to cover for Ardal.”