Chapter 38 The Contemptuous Princess and the Scorned Hero
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”That’s… what are you even talking about?” I asked, feeling my stomach clench.
From that point on, Cleonora took over, filling in the blanks and giving me the full, ugly story. When she was still a princess, Cleonora had been grieving over the future of her kingdom. She gathered up likeminded allies and intended to take over the knight order and seize control from her older sister, Viorga. The twist? Viorga had actually set the whole thing up. Cleonora was caught before she could even make a move, the evidence of her ‘rebellion’ seized, and she was locked away.
”The Emmeld Kingdom was already divided between the First Queen’s faction and Viorga’s faction,” Cleonora explained, her voice tight with resentment. Viorga’s whole plan was to use Cleonora’s plot to wipe out the troublesome First Queen’s faction in one stroke. All of Cleonora’s meetings had only served to tell Viorga exactly which nobles were opposed to her.
”Once they had the evidence and I was caught, what Viorga did with me was entirely up to her. Before I knew it, I was being branded as a royal who had defied the King and was plotting to collude with the Empire,” she stated with unnerving calm.
”Ugh, seriously…?” I groaned. Colluding with the enemy Empire while they were at war? Even if you were royalty, or maybe because you were royalty, it’s the kind of thing that makes it easy to stir up public fury. Capital punishment was the logical conclusion. But Viorga, pretending to be the merciful older sister, spared Cleonora, instead stripping her and all her allies of their titles and sentencing them to pioneer the Demon Forest. The furious nobles on Viorga’s side were reportedly mollified, thinking, “Well, that’s practically a death sentence anyway…” And Viorga’s reputation for mercy soared.
It was then that Liliarette finally dropped her gaze.
”That was the exact moment she approached me with a deal. If I allowed the miasma to taint both of my legs, my sister’s execution would be avoided. She would still lose her royal status, of course… but treason against the King, even for a member of the royal family, means a gruesome, terrible death. She told me, ‘You are the one who decides your sister’s fate…’”
And that was why Liliarette had let the miasma corrupt her legs, leaving her with the blackish stains that now covered them.
”But… can’t it be cured?” I asked.
”No. Once the miasma enters your body, healing is impossible. I will never be able to move my legs, and I cannot use sorcery,” she answered simply. Miasma entering the body prevents spirits from being taken in; they would be instantly contaminated. However, high-level sorcerers are adept at controlling spirits within their bodies, meaning a skilled sorcerer can limit the miasma’s influence. Liliarette, it turns out, was constantly controlling it to keep the miasma localized in her legs.
”Wait… so if you lose control, it’ll spread all over your body…?” I asked, feeling a fresh wave of concern.
”Only in the beginning. Even if I were to stop controlling it now, I don’t believe it would spread past my legs. As was mentioned before, miasma has a property that allows it to remain in a specific location.” So the fact that she had kept it contained in her legs for so long had fixed the area of corruption.
”But why would that princess go to such lengths just to ruin Liliarette’s legs?” I mused.
”Because she was planning to sell me to a councilor of the Shaytar Grand Republic,” Liliarette explained, her composed voice never wavering.
The Grand Republic… I remembered Cleonora mentioning that. The Demon Forest bordered the Empire to the north, the Kingdom to the west, and this Republic to the south. The Republic was apparently extremely wealthy, and the Kingdom even relied on their capital for certain favors. It turned out one of their councilors had approached Viorga.
”He took a great liking to me after seeing me at some party or another… and he proposed to Viorga-nee that she sell me to him, after crippling both of my legs.”
”Ugh. Gross,” I blurted out. Cleonora was grinding her teeth in frustrated anger. That guy had a seriously messed up preference. There aren’t many reasons someone would want to cripple a beautiful princess’s legs. He probably wanted to lock her in a certain room and ‘cherish’ her in an environment where she couldn’t escape. …Wait a minute. That’s not a bad idea at all…
She was a princess, a noble existence. To take care of her, even the unseemly business of her most intimate needs… that would be a tremendous humiliation for Liliarette. I bet I could make her beg. I’d make her choose between wetting herself right there at her limit, or having me assist her with her bodily needs in the washroom. While I was indulging in this twisted fantasy, Liliarette continued to speak, uninterrupted.
”It seems I had quite the high price tag. But thanks to my sister breaking me out, Viorga-nee must be in serious trouble right about now.”
”It serves her right! And we owe it all to the power that Shouichi gave us!” Cleonora exclaimed, her anger momentarily replaced with vindication.
Yeah, well, you’re about to get another one of those ‘powers’ on your sister, I thought. But hearing the full story, I finally understood why Viorga had used miasma to cripple Liliarette’s legs. Viorga knew her sister. She knew that even corrupted by miasma, Liliarette could confine the effect to her legs through sheer force of will. Viorga must have thought that would be more appealing to the councilor than some simple, common, bloody injury. I had suspected it from the moment I met her, but that princess has a really wicked personality…
Understanding their situation, I decided it was time to let them rest. They had finally arrived at a safe place, and Cleonora hadn’t slept yet. I let them rest until the evening. Watching the two sisters fall into a deep slumber in the bed, I moved to the Great Phantasmal Soulstone Chamber with Ami-chan.
”Rescuing Liliarette was a success, but I feel like I’ve been through the wringer, man.”
”You weren’t the one put through the wringer, silly~” Ami-chan chirped playfully.
”I know, but still… hey, Ami-chan. Her legs…”
”Nope. Can’t be cured.”
”…I see.”
While we talked, I brought up the system window, which showed me the house’s interior, and pulled up Liliarette’s information.
■Liliarette (Female)
■Height: 154cm
■Bust Size: C
■Sexual Experience: None
■Slave of Love Conditions:
1) Achieve Simultaneous Climax with Cleonora at Affection Level 99
2) Reach Affection Level 20 within 15 hours of the first encounter
”……………!!?”
”Ooh la la~. Well now, those both look like nicely challenging conditions~…” Ami-chan drawled.
Wh-what…? Seriously? What the hell are these Slave of Love conditions? Condition 1 is ridiculously difficult. I mean, thanks to my skill, I can force a woman to climax by doing it from behind and finishing inside her—but I’ve never made a woman climax any other way! And of course, I only have one unit of manhood. There’s no way I can climax inside both sisters simultaneously, no matter how hard I try!
Then there’s Condition 2. A timed event! The clock must be ticking right now!
”A-A-Ami-chan…! Wha-what about this…!?” I stammered, feeling the blood drain from my face.
”Simply put, if you don’t get her Affection Level to 20 by tonight, it’ll be impossible to make Liliarette your Slave of Love!”
Oh, for the love of—I was planning on taking Cleonora tonight! Liliarette was just rescued; I figured if I showed Liliarette how intimate I was with her older sister, her guard would naturally drop… I wasn’t chickening out, I swear!
”By the way, her current Affection Level is negative thirty.”
”……………Huh? N-negative… wait, what?”
”I said. Negative thirty.”
Huh? Negative…? Not zero, but negative? The number itself made the pity I’d been feeling for Liliarette completely vanish in an instant. That woman! She spoke to me with such politeness, I figured Cleonora must have told her I was a benefactor! But all this time, while she was giving her explanation, she was actually feeling disgusted by me?! She put on that polite face and talked without batting an eye?! Hah! Just like the noblewoman she is! Hiding her true feelings and talking down to the other person must be second nature to her!
She was probably thinking, “It’s painful to talk to such a gross man, but he’s easy enough to manipulate,” while looking down on me the whole time.
”Hmm…? I smell that spicy desire again, don’t I~?” Ami-chan sing-songed.
This type, I know this type. She’s the girl in every high school who knows she’s the fairest flower on the campus. She gets praised as the most beautiful girl in the grade, and while she says, “Oh, but so-and-so is much cuter~,” she absolutely knows she’s the cutest.
And these girls are often actually the fairest flowers. Naturally, over the three years of high school, multiple boys, upperclassmen and underclassmen alike, will try to confess to her. And every time, she thinks, “Huh? You seriously think you could date me? Did you look in a mirror?” “You think that pathetic confession is going to get you into my bed? Absolutely not.” “Oh, my God, a nerd is a hard no. Don’t you know my social standing would plummet if I dated you? Why would I ever stoop to your level?”
But she would never let those feelings show. She’d smile sweetly and gently reject them, causing some boys to be unable to give up, continuing to pine for her. This created a constant state of being desired by boys. The girls in her class wouldn’t dare treat her poorly either, lest they incur the wrath of the boys who became her ‘followers.’
It was safer to remain as her popular, friendly acquaintance, giving them a good spot in the social hierarchy. That’s how these people expand their influence across genders and grades. There was one just like her at Seikyo High School, I know it. And she ended up dating the handsome class teacher, no less.
I just can’t stand people who hide their emotions like that but are still so clearly looking down on others! They always look down on the lower-caste students they’ve never even spoken to! I never spoke a word to that girl, but she hated me for some reason, and that led to an atmosphere of, “Pfft. So even she hates you, huh?” My social standing sank, and for no reason at all, I became an easy target for ridicule from everyone! I hadn’t done anything!
”You… you rat! You’re trying to sink my social standing again! I won’t let you! I won’t let you!” I shouted internally, my rage boiling over.
”Hellooo? Is anyone home~?” Ami-chan called out, mocking me.
I was trying to be considerate because she was Cleonora’s sister… but now, I don’t care! I’m going to use every trick and every skill I have to clear Condition 2 tonight! Absolutely!
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Summary:
Shouichi learns the harrowing truth: Viorga’s ruthless political scheme and Liliarette’s devastating sacrifice of her legs to save Cleonora. Liliarette’s miasma-stained legs were a key part of Viorga’s plan to sell her to a cruel councilor from the Grand Republic. However, Shouichi’s pity instantly turns to burning, predatory fury when the system reveals Liliarette’s Affection Level is negative thirty, showing her hidden contempt for him. He resolves to conquer the high-difficulty Slave of Love conditions before the 15-hour time limit expires, driven by a desire to dominate the woman who looked down on him.
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Character Insight:
Shouichi’s deepest psychological wound is his sense of being looked down upon by ‘high-caste’ people, rooted in his high school trauma. Liliarette’s polite contempt has triggered a massive, vengeful resolve in him. His focus immediately shifts from romantic pursuit to a tactical Affection Level conquest, transforming him into a ruthless predator. Liliarette, despite her crippling injury, maintains her aristocratic pride, a facade that makes her a high-stakes target for Shouichi.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter is the turning point, moving Liliarette from a rescued victim into a central, antagonistic target for Shouichi’s abilities. The high school flashback provides necessary context for Shouichi’s exaggerated reaction and commitment to ‘breaking’ Liliarette’s aristocratic reserve. The Slave of Love conditions, especially the simultaneous climax with Cleonora, foreshadow complex future interactions.
Notes:
• Cleonora – The second princess. Have a yellow blonde hair. Usually styled as hairbun.
• Viorga – The First Princess of the Emmeld Kingdom. She is a beautiful, young woman with long golden hair and sharp blue eyes, always dressed in an elaborate crimson and gold royal gown. She is utterly ruthless, viewing all people—including the summoned Heroes and her own family—as disposable assets in her political games. Looks like Aileen Lauren from certain series.
• Liliarette – The other Princess, who sacrificed her ability to walk and her sorcery talent to save her sister, Cleonora. She is imprisoned in the East Tower and is being used as a political and monetary pawn by Viorga. C-cup, true golden hair, waist-length hair, the fringe was a slightly blunt, hair on her left side was braided to the chest.
• Ami – A palm-sized fairy-like being from a world separate from both Earth and the isekai realm. She has light blue hair tied in a ponytail, mischievous blue eyes, and tiny wings that flutter behind her. Her outfit consists of a provocative high-cut leotard and a short jacket that looks like a miniskirt from the back, leaving her legs bare. Despite her playful appearance, she is actively searching for a contractor who can protect her from dangerous pursuers in exchange for the powers she offers.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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