The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 78

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Chapter 78 32. This Man Is Not Easy (1)

The second weekend since the semester began.

Lumian obtained a leave pass and headed outside Tarasan Academy.

Since it was midday, the streets were crowded with people.

And most of them were staring at Lumian.

“Wow, he’s handsome!”

“He looks cool. Is he going to some party?”

“A party in broad daylight? He’s probably going to meet his girlfriend.”

“Sigh, I’m so jealous. How lucky must the woman dating such a man be?”

Young women blushed when they saw Lumian.

“Damn it. That young bastard has some strange wind in him.”

“Shh, be quiet. He might hear you.”

“Yeah, shut up a bit. Stop cursing every time a handsome man passes by.”

“…These bastards!”

The men either muttered complaints filled with jealousy or showed signs of complete acceptance.

Lumian, who had his ears open, could hear it all.

It was completely different from when he was contemplating whether to leave for Rhodesia or not.

Having regained his composure, he smiled with overflowing confidence.

“Wow…”

“He looks even better when he smiles…”

“He must be a noble, right? Probably?”

“That’s likely. He seems to be an Academy student…”

‘Good. Tell me more, more!’

Lumian had hardly heard anyone call him handsome in either his past or current life. That was until he absorbed the Incubus’s demonic stone.

Being exposed to so much praise like this, he couldn’t keep his wits about him.

He walked down the street in an excited state, like someone intoxicated by drugs.

‘Right, this is actually better.’

Lumian nodded his head.

At the thought of being invited to Leiton Wino’s house, at the thought that no one else would be there except her, he hadn’t been able to sleep a wink the night before.

In fact, even until just moments ago, he had been extremely nervous. To exaggerate slightly, it felt like he would vomit if someone pressed on his stomach.

In the midst of all this, the praise and jealousy he heard from those around him made him feel a bit more comfortable. It boosted his self-esteem significantly.

‘The best thing would be to not get excited and maintain composure, but…’

He knew that was impossible.

Then it was better to be intoxicated by his own charm. Like being drunk on alcohol.

‘Right, this is better than being nervous and stammering. I’d rather be bold even if I make a few mistakes. Like I did at the tavern in Rhodesia!’

Clap, Lumian slapped both his cheeks with his palms, steeled himself, and moved forward.

Just a little further and he would reach Leiton Wino’s house. At least according to the map she had given him yesterday.

Indeed, after walking a bit more, the mansion she had mentioned appeared.

A grand mansion with a red roof that looked like it combined three or four neighboring houses.

Feeling heat rise to his face, he pressed the magic bell at the entrance.

After a moment, the door opened and Leiton Wino appeared.

“Huh…”

A dumbfounded sound escaped from Lumian’s mouth. However, he wasn’t even conscious of it.

Leiton’s outfit was that shocking.

A round-neck dress cut deeply and very widely.

The skirt part was slit so high that her snow-white thighs were completely visible.

He had no idea where to look. It was a design that would attract not just one or two ruffians, but dozens or hundreds if she walked around at night.

She smiled broadly and said.

“Is it a bit too bold?”

“…A, a little?”

“It’s fine. We’re not going outside anyway…”

She took Lumian’s hand. Her slightly forward-leaning posture made her chest exposure even more severe.

“You’re the only one who’ll see me like this.”

“…”

“Let’s go inside.”

Leiton whispered in his ear, smiled with her eyes, and went inside. Her back view looked especially sensual today.

Lumian thought of all sorts of sad memories to calm down his lower region that kept trying to rise.

Memories of being ignored for being called a eunuch, memories of fighting alone when the knights were enchanted by the succubus, memories of being severely injured by the Demon King…

‘Thank goodness, it’s calmed down.’

Looking down at his finally subdued member, Lumian wiped his sweat.

It would be one thing if they were about to do the deed, but he shouldn’t be like this right now.

Just as he was thinking this and about to enter the building interior.

Wooooooong-!

Suddenly, tremendous vibrations were felt.

Leiton Wino showed a startled expression. Her anxious eyes wandered here and there. A tension that suggested something was about to happen filled the air.

And after a moment, a black magic circle was drawn in mid-air.

Three giant circles and a hexagram filling the space within them.

It was a sign of demon clan emergence.

Lumian quickly moved in front of Leiton.

Krrrroooar-!

Immediately after, a black panther the size of an elephant burst out from the magic circle.

A demonic beast, and a powerful one comparable to high-ranking demons at that.

However, Lumian did not retreat. Despite having no sword, he did his best to protect Leiton Wino.

But something was strange.

The black panther that had been roaring as if it would charge at any moment stopped moving.

Not only that, but it began to gradually disappear like a drop of black ink dissolving in water.

Kyuuuuu…

The black panther completely vanished.

Lumian looked at Leiton Wino with a puzzled expression.

She was wearing a bewitching smile.

‘He’s completely fallen for me, hasn’t he?’

She was pleased.

It had only been 2 weeks, and there was the obstacle of Tania Eloise. But she had succeeded in seducing Lumian Calard more easily than expected.

The fact that he had protected her was proof of that.

‘It was only a 3-second illusion magic, but they said the aura felt during that time was comparable to high-ranking demons…’

For Lumian, who was excellent but still at the level of a knight cadet, it would have been a situation where he’d have to risk his life.

Despite that, the fact that he didn’t run away meant he loved her enough to die for her.

It meant he was in the perfect state to toy with.

‘At this point, it’s like taking candy from a baby.’

Now Lumian was her slave.

He would listen to whatever she said and strive for whatever she wanted.

No matter how unreasonable it was. Even if it directly contradicted his beliefs.

Leiton Wino trembled as she recalled the thrill of that moment.

She resembled a woman reaching climax.

Seeing this, Lumian inwardly cheered.

‘Good, I scored points!’

Lumian knew everything.

High-ranking demons are summoned through large amounts of negative emotions and some trigger. But none of that could be found here.

Naturally, it had to be magic. Of course, it wouldn’t have mattered at all even if it were a real situation.

After all, he was a Sword Master.

‘Was she trying to test me… It’s a bit annoying, but.’

Still, it was fine.

She was pretty, after all. When someone’s pretty, most things can be forgiven.

Rather, in times like this, it was better to act boldly.

He spoke to Leiton with the trustworthy smile of a knight.

“What was that just now…”

“Fufu. What could it be?”

“Hmm… Huk.”

Lumian, who had been pondering how to respond to Leiton’s counter-question, made a flustered sound.

The feeling emanating from her body was too intense.

From her eyes gazing at him, from the breath flowing from her mouth, from her tongue licking her lips.

The energy flowing from every other part of her made him feel as if he’d been electrocuted.

A sultry atmosphere?

No. It wasn’t something that could be expressed with such words.

Just as Cal Krone’s display before the audience wasn’t ordinary, the allure that Leiton Wino was scattering toward Lumian wasn’t normal either.

Click. Click.

She walked toward Lumian.

Their faces drew closer. Close enough for their lips to touch.

Lumian couldn’t think of anything.

He could only feel Leiton Wino’s heated breath.

“Whoa!”

He was simply pushed backward as her index finger pushed him.

“Fufufu.”

Leiton Wino became very pleased.

The knight cadet who tied with Cal Krone, said to have the greatest talent in history, was helplessly pushed back by a single finger of hers.

It was thrilling beyond measure. It tasted much better than when she had subjugated men who only studied or only had money.

Of course, it wasn’t over yet.

To subjugate him more completely, to toy with him more comfortably, she needed to break not Lumian Calard’s body but his heart.

Something he cherished.

Something he had held onto throughout his life.

For example…

‘The sword, perhaps…’

Huhu, Leiton Wino smiled again and withdrew her index finger.

Then she pushed Lumian firmly with both palms.

Lumian was laid down on the bed like a new bride.

‘When did a bed appear?’

It was bewildering. He wore an expression of not knowing what to do.

But this wasn’t the end.

Leiton Wino then fell onto the bed, and seeing her bouncing chest, Lumian’s eyes widened.

‘Su, surely not!’

He could no longer care about dignity or anything else.

His member had already grown large enough to pierce through his pants. He swallowed his saliva and asked.

“Th, the cooking?”

“Is that important right now?”

“…”

“If you really miss it, couldn’t we taste each other instead?”

“…!”

“Me first.”

Leiton’s lips curved in an arc.

Between them, her red tongue revealed itself.

She approached like a snake and licked Lumian’s earlobe, then his cheek.

And just before touching his lips, she pulled away from his skin.

“Delicious.”

“…”

Lumian couldn’t say anything.

His heart felt like it would explode. His head was spinning.

There was only one thought he could have.

There was only one action he could take.

‘I want to do it!’

Lumian looked at Leiton Wino.

She was still smiling. While lying down, he brought his face closer to covet her lips.

But he couldn’t achieve his goal.

Because Leiton blocked Lumian’s lips with her cute hand.

“Mmph…”

“Do you want to? With me?”

“…”

Lumian couldn’t say anything. Her hand was blocking his mouth.

But his eyes answered instead.

Receiving his intense gaze, Leiton nodded.

And threw out one question.

“Good. Then, I’ll ask just one question.”

“…”

“For my sake, something you’ve cherished your whole life… for example, giving up the path of the sword… would that be possible?”

Saaaaa!

An unknown energy flowed from Leiton Wino’s body.

It was denser and more secretive than what she had shown before leading Lumian to the bed.

It was an ability unique to her that no other woman could possess.

‘I don’t know what this is either.’

It was true.

Something that had naturally become part of her body at some point.

And a strange energy that had grown stronger recently.

Through this, she seduced, brainwashed, and corrupted someone. When she destroyed their brilliant future possibilities, she could obtain pleasure as if she had become a queen.

Her hobby that couldn’t be exchanged for anything else in the world.

Leiton opened her mouth again.

“You don’t need to speak. Just nodding is enough.”

“…”

“Can you give up the knight’s path for me? Can you… let go of the sword you’ve held in your hands your whole life?”

Her eyes swept over Lumian. She could clearly see his thoughts.

They’re just words, after all. Couldn’t he just lie once for the sake of desire?

But that was the trap.

The power of words was greater than one might think, influencing future thoughts and actions.

Thus making one fall into an inescapable swamp.

If he submitted this once, the next time would be easier.

Of course, even now it wasn’t difficult at all.

He would soon nod his head and slowly fall into the abyss while buried in the trap of her flesh…

“That’s a bit…”

“…Huh?”

Leiton Wino wore a flustered expression.

Lumian, who had somehow removed her hand, shook his head and answered again.

“No matter what, asking a knight cadet to put down his sword…”

“….”

Leiton frowned slightly. Then she checked the current situation, atmosphere, and her own energy one by one.

There was nothing wrong.

Disheveled clothes, bed, suggestive atmosphere, energy flowing fiercely.

Moreover, Lumian loved her. Enough to throw his life away.

‘…Even so, he can’t let go of his sword?’

Leiton Wino made a slightly bewildered expression.

It wasn’t impossible.

If this man loved his sword as much as his own life.

And if he was so upright that he couldn’t tell even the slightest lie about it, he could act this way.

‘I never thought there would really be such a person.’

“Hmm….”

She raised her upper body.

Then Lumian, who had been cautiously watching, smoothly followed suit.

He was anxiously worried that his relationship with her might go wrong, that he might not be able to do what he was about to do.

‘It’s still okay. Let’s try something else.’

Leiton Wino changed her thinking.

People have various precious things.

Lumian Calard would be the same.

Sword, family, friends, companion, chivalry….

That was about it for now.

Leiton Wino decided to target the most manageable part among them.

She planned to break down something with lower hurdles first, then slowly conquer the rest.

“Come to think of it, it’s hot.”

“Huh? Yeah, a little….”

“I’d like to open the window, but I can’t.”

“Uh… why?”

“A bit away from here, commoners live.”

“Mm….”

Leiton continued to complain.

They call them commoners, but they’re people close to being poor. Most of the security problems happening these days are because of those people. Thanks to that, every time she goes out and stops by here, she feels scared and afraid. The way they look at her is also extremely unpleasant.

Lumian quietly listened to her story.

He had an expression as if he wasn’t very interested. It seemed like he was only filled with thoughts of wanting to roll around with her.

Therefore, when throwing this question, she didn’t think for a moment that Lumian would shake his head.

“When Lumian becomes a knight, places like that slum district should just….”

“Excuse me….”

“…?”

“No matter what, saying such things is a bit….”

“Uh, huh?”

But she was wrong.

Lumian interrupted her words and shook his head before Leiton could even complete her sentence.

And that wasn’t even the end of it.

Stories of ancient heroes regarding chivalry flowed from his mouth.

“You might feel it’s a bit old-fashioned, but still, as someone aspiring to be a knight, I can’t act against chivalry… According to Sir Ludwig’s words… the weak….”

“….”

“Actually, this isn’t a position only knights should take, nobles should also… blah blah….”

“….”

Leiton Wino was dumbfounded.

He had an excited face as if he would be dominated by desire at any moment, but the moment anything related to knights came up, he became a brick wall!

To think her charm would lose to such trivial things, that her abilities wouldn’t work!

It was ridiculous. She couldn’t accept it.

‘So humiliating!’

But this was natural.

Although Lumian Calard was swept up in tremendous desire, before that, he was someone who had spent decades as an excellent knight.

Naturally, he had his own firm beliefs and the strong mental power to uphold them. He also had the stubbornness to never compromise on such matters.

No matter how crazy he was about women and in heat 24 hours a day, he wouldn’t cross the line.

Whoooong-!

Moreover, his defense mechanism against Leiton Wino’s corrupt energy was also activated.

During vacation, the repeated training he had done before entering the Succubus Dungeon was now showing its effect.

As a result, Lumian ended up responding more excessively than necessary.

Like a talkative and complaining old man, he ended up lecturing Leiton Wino.

“Stop!”

“….”

“Stop, stop, stop it!”

Unable to bear it, Leiton Wino shrieked.

Lumian, who had become like a turtle, quietly said.

“…Sorry.”

* * *

“Pfft, pffthhh….”

The next day.

Bumer Simpson laughed excitedly.

It wasn’t because Lumian’s words were funny.

It was because he was greatly relieved that Lumian hadn’t been able to venture alone into a world he didn’t know.

“Pff, hehe, puhahaha!”

“Shut up, Bumer.”

Despite Lumian’s curse, Bumer didn’t stop laughing.

There was someone else who stopped him.

“Someone who didn’t even make it to the bed is mocking someone who did.”

“….”

It was Cal Krone.

Bumer made a gloomy expression.

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