Chapter 59 Marguerite Farandole
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I had already engaged in s*x with Alisha, Mime, and Mercedes under the pretext of “treatment,” but Marguerite remained unmoved. Not even an eyebrow twitched; she simply wore a hollow, vacant expression. I waved a hand in front of her face, but she gave no reaction. To be certain of her condition, I used Appraisal³ on her.
Name: Marguerite Farandole
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Class: Apprentice Merchant
Level: 1
LP: 15/200
MP: 0/12
Status: Mental Collapse / Pregnant
STR: 15
VIT: 20
DEX: 15
AGI: 15
MAG: 2
MIN: 10
Skills: Negotiation Lv1 (C)
Etiquette Lv1 (C)
Titles: Apprentice Merchant
Only Daughter of the Merchant Guild Master
Setting aside her stats and skills, the real issue was her status. Mental Collapse and Pregnant. I could understand the pregnancy, but “Mental Collapse”? I wondered just how much horror she had been subjected to for her mind to shatter so completely.
”It’s a gruesome sight, isn’t it? No matter what you do, she doesn’t respond at all,” Mime said. She had noticed my attention at some point and walked over.
”Tell me, what exactly has to happen to someone to make them this far gone?” I asked.
”Well…” Mime started.
According to Mime’s explanation, Marguerite had been ambushed by bandits. They had taken her virginity and then subjected her to a brutal gang-r*pe by several men. While Mercedes had suffered a similar fate, the difference lay in the fact that Marguerite had not received contraception sorcery.
The sorcery was exactly what the name implied. Due to the nature of their work, female monster hunters and mercenaries couldn’t afford to get pregnant, but since they still had physical needs, they had the spell cast on them. A single casting lasted for two months. Mime and the others had made sure to get the treatment before starting this escort mission, but Marguerite had not. Outside of hunters and mercenaries, almost no one used the spell. That lack of protection had backfired.
As a result, Marguerite was pregnant. In all likelihood, her mind had collapsed before she even conceived. Since then, Mime had been the one looking after her. Because her spirit was broken, she couldn’t even eat of her own volition. She didn’t even have the awareness to control her bladder; she just let it go wherever she sat. Even now, a thin, yellow stream was trickling down from her crotch.
To be honest, her condition was the worst of the four. It seemed even the Insanity spell couldn’t mend a shattered mind. Alisha simply shook her head, as if to say she was at her wit’s end as well.
That left me with my Chamber Arts⁴. As long as the target wasn’t dead, this skill could heal almost anything. It could likely mend a broken spirit, but doing it alone would be difficult.
”Lil, I need you to help me with her treatment,” I said.
I asked for assistance from Lil, who could also use Chamber Arts. Since she had only acquired the skill for my sake, I thought she might be reluctant to use it on someone else, but she agreed quite easily.
”I don’t mind at all,” Lil replied.
* * *
Just as I had with Mercedes, I pulled her against me from behind, wrapping my arms around her. The only difference was that I had her legs spread wide in an M-shape.
I didn’t squeeze Marguerite’s breasts, which were small enough to be called buds rather than “tiny.” Instead, I caressed them with a gentle, delicate touch. My hands wandered over her stomach, her hips, and her thighs. I began to channel my essence-my very life force-directly through my palms.
I channeled the energy as pure s*xual essence rather than converting it to vitality, intending to soothe Marguerite’s fractured psyche. I left the physical stimulation to Lil.
Lil, now completely naked, pulled Marguerite’s labia apart with her fingers and leaned in to inspect her.
”She’s so red and inflamed… how horrible,” Lil muttered.
With those words, Lil ran her tongue over Marguerite’s entrance. She licked along the folds, lapping up the overflowing moisture.
”It’s all right. I’m going to fix you… chu, slurp, lick, mmm…”
She meticulously tongued the interior of the girl’s v**ina as it gradually softened. It was as if a mother were licking a child’s wound to clean it.
Under the “treatment” from Lil and me, Marguerite finally began to change. Though her eyes were still unfocused, her face flushed a deep crimson, and heavy breaths began to leak from her half-open mouth.
”Haa… haa…”
Marguerite panted, her tongue lolling out slightly. I pressed my lips against hers. I sucked on her tongue, licked the back of her teeth, and swallowed her saliva. Perhaps because of her youthful appearance, her nectar tasted strangely sweet.
”Mmph… nn… haa… haa… ah… nnn…”
Sweet whimpers began to mix into her hot gasps. I continued to kiss and caress Marguerite while Lil performed cunnilingus.
”Ah… feels… good… haa, haa… ugh… ah…” Marguerite moaned.
”You can let yourself feel more, you know. chu, slurp, lick… mmm, gulp…” Lil whispered between wet sounds.
”…Hh… ah… haa… haa… nnn…”
When Lil sucked on her with a loud, wet friction, Marguerite’s body spasmed. At that same moment, she squirted, the hot spray splashing across Lil’s face. Lil didn’t seem to mind and simply continued her work.
I don’t know how long we continued. The only sounds in the room were Marguerite’s ragged breathing, her soft moans, and the wet sounds of Lil licking her. Alisha, Mime, and Mercedes watched in silence, waiting.
Finally, a change occurred. The light gradually returned to Marguerite’s eyes. At the same time, she began to form actual words through her moans.
”Nn… ah… it feels… so good… Haa, it’s so warm… so warm and… it feels so wonderful… desuwa…”
”Maar-han!” Mime cried out.
”Maar-chan!” Alisha shouted.
”Marguerite!” Mercedes called.
”Ah… everyone… ah… ugh… nn… haa, I… I am… aaah! Haa! Aaan!”
Slowly, Marguerite’s broken heart began to heal. The girls called her name, summoning her consciousness back to the surface.
”What is this? It’s so warm, and so very gentle… Ah, I… what have I been doing all this time?” Marguerite asked softly.
”Marguerite! Welcome back! You’re finally back!” Alisha said, tears in her eyes.
”I… I’m home, desuwa.”
”Oh, thank goodness… Maaru-chan is back…” Alisha sobbed.
”You’re safe now, Maaru-han. There are no more scary people here,” Mime assured her.
Alisha and the others crowded around her.
”Wait… um, what? I-hya-ahn! Wh-what is this?! What’s happening right now!?” Marguerite shrieked.
I could have stopped there, but I knew it would be difficult for her if I just left it at that, so I decided to let her finish first. I caught Lil’s eye and gave a small nod. Lil understood immediately and intensified her assault.
”Hi-ah! What is this?! This is too much! Aan! Haun! Hya-aan! It feels… it feels too good, desuwa-aa! Ah! No! Everywhere you touch is so warm… I feel all tingly… haa, ah, I feel so light and fluffy… it feels amazing! Ha, ah, h-h-h-h-h-hiiiiiiiiiii!”
With a heavy spray, Marguerite squirted and reached a massive climax.
”What… what just happened? I… what exactly… kyaa! Why?! Why am I naked!?”
Marguerite was still a bit dazed, but the moment she realized her nudity, she let out a high-pitched, adorable scream. she tried desperately to cover her body, but Lil wasn’t finished.
”Hya-aan! Wait! Why is she still licking me there?! Aan! Noooo!”
Marguerite tried to push Lil’s head away as she continued to lick her relentlessly, but the difference in their strength was so great that Lil didn’t budge.
”Hyun! Please, I beg of you! Stop this at once! An, an!”
”Lil, that’s enough,” I said.
”chu, slurp, lick… Oh, are we finished? My apologies,” Lil said, finally pulling away.
”Haa… fuu… fuu… I was saved… I thought I… wait… eh?” Marguerite gasped.
”Hmm?” I grunted.
”KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Why is there a man here?! What on earth have you done to me!?” Marguerite screamed.
She began to thrash around on my lap in a complete panic. In her frantic struggling, she rolled off me and scrambled to cover herself.
”Please, wait! This man is the one who saved all of us!” Alisha explained hurriedly.
”But still! I’m naked! And I-he-!?”
”Look, it was for treatment. He had to heal us the same way,” Mime said with a shrug.
”Tr… treatment?! You call this… this scandalous display treatment?!” Marguerite cried.
”It’s the truth,” Lil replied, her voice steady. “I had my doubts at first too, but…”
”But… but no one even looks injured! And why… why is everyone naked?!” Marguerite’s voice rose to a panicked shriek.
”Hey now,” Alisha chimed in, leaning back. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten everything already?”
”Forgotten? What do you…” Marguerite paused, her brow furrowing. “Wait… I remember the bandits. They attacked us, and then…”
She strained against the fog in her mind, desperate to piece together the fragments. I watched her, thinking it might be a mercy if those memories stayed buried. Some things are better left forgotten.
”It’s no use,” she sighed, her refined accent wavering. “The most important parts are just… gone. What happened to me after they caught us?”
”Trust me, sweetie,” Alisha purred, “you’re better off not knowing.”
”She’s right, Marguerite,” I added softly. “You were in a truly horrific state.”
”She sure was,” Alisha added. “But the one who pulled you back from the brink… well, you’re looking right at him.”
Marguerite froze, her eyes widening as they settled on me. “I… is that so? Then… I must apologize for my earlier outburst. To show such an unsightly side of myself… I am deeply sorry.”
She bowed her head low, her noble poise returning even in her undressed state.
”Don’t,” I said, reaching out to tilt her chin up. “There’s no need for that. ‘Unsightly’ isn’t the word I’d use. If anything, I’d call it… a professional perk.”
”A professional… perk…?” Marguerite whispered.
She stared at me then, her gaze locked onto mine, searching for something in my masked expression. “Is something wrong?” I asked.
”…………Please! You must marry me!” Marguerite blurted out.
”Excuse me?” I stammered. What was this girl thinking?
”I mean… you’re unexpectedly handsome, and… and I owe you my life! I must repay that debt!” Marguerite insisted.
”Handsome? Me?” I let out a dry laugh. I turn to Lil for support, but she just gave a knowing, supportive nod.
”He really is a wonderful gentleman~,” Alisha teased.
”If you’re asking me, he’s definitely on the ‘damn fine’ side of the scale,” another girl added.
”I-I don’t think he’s that great!” Mime blurted out, her face flushing. “I mean it! Really! …Okay, I’m lying. You’re incredibly handsome…”
I sighed. It was the mask, clearly. “Look, if you saw my real face, you’d be disappointed.”
”No! It was love at first sight!” Marguerite insisted, her voice trembling. “So… please…”
”Marguerite, listen. I already have a wife,” I said.
”I don’t care! I’ll be your second! Your third! Anything!” Marguerite cried.
They say love is blind, but this was something else. I turned to Lil. “What do you think?”
”Oh, I don’t mind at all,” Lil said with a radiant smile. “In fact, please, keep adding to the family. It only makes me more proud to be your first.”
”You… you are this gentleman’s wife?!” Marguerite looked at Lil with awe. “And you’re truly okay with this?”
”Of course,” Lil said, taking Marguerite’s hand. “Seeing Sieben’s circle grow makes me happy. I’m Lil. I hope we can be close.”
”Ye… yes! My name is Marguerite. I look forward to your guidance… big sister!” Marguerite replied.
”Now then, Husband!” Marguerite said, her eyes alight as she tried to stand. “Not in a place like this. We should find somewhere with more… atmosphere…”
She didn’t make it two steps before her legs buckled. I caught her as she fell, her body pressing warmly against mine.
”I appreciate the enthusiasm, Marguerite, but we have to fix that leg first,” I said.
”Right,” I agreed, shifting her. “Marriage talk can wait. The treatment comes first.”
The previous ‘session’ had mended her spirit, but her Achilles tendon was still a jagged, severed mess.
”But… how?” she whispered.
”Like this,” I replied.
I sat back on the straw and pulled her onto my lap, facing me. Without another word, I guided myself into her, a deep, singular plunge that filled her completely.
”Hyaaaah-! Wh-what?! Here?! Right now-?! Ahh! Unn! So… so sudden! Hii-! Ahh… an, ahaaan!” Marguerite shrieked.
”The only way to mend a wound this deep is to flood it with my essence,” I grunted. “You can despise me for this-for a ‘cure’ that demands this of you-but it’s the only way.”
”Despise you? Never! Ahh! It feels… it feels so good! To be joined like this… with the man I… hyan! The man I love! I’ve never felt so… so happy! ³desuwa… ah! An! Hyaaan!” Marguerite cried.
Marguerite began to grind against me, her movements frantic.
”Aah, Husband! Your… your member is reaching so deep… it’s hitting the very back of me! Ahh! It feels incredible! Husband! Husband!”
”Marguerite,” I growled into her ear, “don’t call it a ‘member.’ Call it my c**k. And it’s not your ‘parts.’ It’s your p**sy.”
”Aahn! Cock… your c**k… c**k-c**k-c**k! Yes! It feels so good! Ah! An-an-an! More… more in my p**sy… my p**sy…” Marguerite moaned.
She began to chant the words like a mantra. Then, she faltered, her face turning bright red.
”In my p**sy… uugh… I… I don’t know what else to say… ah, an…”
”Giggle. If you’re stuck, try this~,” Alisha whispered, leaning close to Marguerite’s ear.
Marguerite’s eyes went wide. She took a breath and shrieked.
”Yes! With your thick, powerful c**k, please… please keep fucking my shameful p**sy! Drown me in it! Dye my p**sy entirely in Husband’s color!”
”My, my, Marguerite. I didn’t realize you were such a little slut,” I remarked.
”Yes! I am! I’m your slut! ³desuwa! Only for you! So please… keep hitting it! Dye me! Make me yours!”
”If you’re going to beg like that, I have no choice. Hold on tight-I’m not stopping until you’re overflowing,” I said.
”Yes! …Ah, an! An-an-an! Your c**k! It’s so big! Cock-c**k-c**k-c**k! It feels amazing! I’m losing my mind! Ahhiiiin! More! Fuck my p**sy! Pussy-p**sy-p**sy!” Marguerite screamed.
She was a mess. Of the four of them, she was the one who had truly snapped.
”Mime-chan was one thing,” Alisha noted, watching with a grin, “but Mar-chan is on a whole other level.”
”I… I would never be that loud,” Mime muttered.
”It looks so good… I want it again…” Alisha caught herself. “Wait, what am I saying?”
”Once you’ve had Sieben,⁴ everything else feels like a chore. Oh, and I’m next, remember?” Lil said calmly.
Marguerite heard none of it. She was lost in a world of friction and heat.
”Ah! Ah! Aaaaah! I love you! I love you, Husband! Please… please love me back! Hinyaaaa! Every time you hit me… my head just… it goes white!” Marguerite cried.
With every thrust, her body went rigid.
”Ah! Aah! I can’t… it’s too much… I can’t think… I can’t… ahhiiiiiin!”
Her walls were clamping down like a vice. I was at my limit.
”I’m going, Marguerite! I’m filling you up! Deep inside!”
”Ahii! Yes! Please! Give it to me! Pour all of it into Mar’s p**sy! All of it!” Marguerite screamed.
A thick, heavy pulse of heat flooded her, a literal wave of life-force that made her back arch. She came spectacularly, her face blank with shattered bliss. As my essence entered her, it transformed, flowing through her veins as raw Life Power.⁵ I felt her muscles knit back together. The snapped tendon in her heel fused instantly.
But I wasn’t done. Using Life Eater,⁶ I felt for the tiny, unformed spark within her-a cluster of cells that hadn’t even begun to divide. A legacy of the bandits who had defiled her. With a thought, I drained the life from that microscopic core. It vanished instantly.
If she was to be my wife, she would carry my children and no one else’s. Knowing the truth of what had been inside her would only break her again. I would keep this secret.
”That was… incredible…” she whispered, her voice a ragged mess. “My tongue… I can’t… hahi… nnn…”
She stayed pinned to me, too exhausted to move. I eventually laid her down on the straw, and she just sprawled out, her limbs heavy and limp.
Handling four of them in a row had taken its toll. Between the physical exertion and the drain on my LP and MP from the Art of the Bedchamber,⁷ I was feeling the burn. I thought I finally had a moment to breathe.
I was wrong.
”My turn,” Lil said, crawling toward me. “It’s been far too long, Sieben. I need you to love me. A lot.”
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Summary:
The protagonist uses his ‘Chamber Arts’ skill to treat Marguerite, the Merchant Guild Master’s daughter, who is suffering from a mental collapse and pregnancy after a bandit attack. With the help of Lil, they restore her sanity through s*xual essence. Once Marguerite regains consciousness, she is overwhelmed with shock at her situation.
Marguerite regains consciousness after being rescued from bandits but has amnesia regarding her trauma. She falls instantly in love with her savior, Sieben, and agrees to join his harem as his wife. Sieben heals her severed Achilles tendon through s*xual ‘treatment’ and secretly terminates an unwanted pregnancy resulting from her assault.
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Trivia:
- Marguerite is the daughter of a Guild Master, meaning she has high social value.
- The ‘Contraception Sorcery’ detail explains why Marguerite is pregnant while others are not.
- Marguerite’s ‘Mind Broken’ status was so severe it caused incontinence.
- Lil learned ‘Chamber Arts’ specifically for the protagonist’s sake.
- Marguerite’s injury was a severed Achilles tendon, making her unable to walk.
- Sieben is using specific magical skills (Art of the Bedchamber) to heal her.
- The ‘Life Eater’ skill was used to secretly remove the evidence of her assault.
- Lil is the first wife and actively encourages the harem’s expansion
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Character Insight:
Marguerite’s transition from a hollow shell back to a high-strung, proper ‘ojou-sama’ type is instantaneous once the skill takes effect. Lil shows a clinical, almost maternal detachment even while performing s*xual acts for the treatment.
Marguerite shows extreme mental resilience by immediately latching onto Sieben as a protective figure, while Sieben demonstrates a cold, utilitarian possessiveness by erasing the biological traces of her trauma without her consent.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author notes this is the third consecutive explicit chapter, emphasizing the focus on the ‘treatment’ gimmick.
The use of s*xual energy as a literal healing mechanic is a common trope in R-18 cultivation and high-fantasy literature, often termed ‘Dual Cultivation’.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Marguerite – Young girl with long, pale blue hair in a catatonic state. Possesses ‘slight’ buds for breasts.
• Mercedes – A girl with black hair, rare in the world. Small chest, thin pubic hair trimmed in an inverted triangle. Large, upturned eyes that lost their light due to trauma.
• Alisha – A Miko with fluffy pink hair and a prodigious, triple-digit bust measurement.
• Mime – Former mercenary with short red hair, cat-eyed warrior, wheat-colored skin, and a toned, athletic build with visible abdominal muscles.
• Lil – One of the heroines. Height 166 cm, B-W-H: 90-56-90. She is a top-tier beauty with long indigo hair down to her waist, a large scar on her abdomen and sharp golden eyes. She has wolf ears and a tail.
• Ria – A beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. Has a beauty mark (mole) under her right eye. Well-balanced proportions.
• Sieben – Young man with black hair and a mask covering his eyes. He purchased Honoka and Ria.
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