Chapter 122
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Her previous title hadn’t offered much benefit except for agility, but the [Segleninde’s Consort] title. If the game were still ongoing, she now had effects so good nothing could compare.
The one that stood out the most was ‘overall physical abilities enhanced’.
‘So that’s why, even after all that s*x, my body feels perfectly fine.’
Lately, her days had been an endless parade of rough s*x.
With both her front and rear holes being penetrated, her throat being used, and taking turns being pounded for hours not only by Segleninde but also his clones—with tentacles joining in from time to time, too—she had lost consciousness multiple times. Even after coming to, she’d find herself being penetrated by Segleninde again.
Yet her body felt not just fine, but actually refreshed, as if even that was one of the title’s special effects. The more they did it, the healthier she seemed to get.
Her face even looked better than before. When Melissa helped her wash up in the morning, Cynthia saw in the mirror that her skin was moist, clear, and glowing, her complexion was rosy and lively, and her hair was silkier and shone beautifully.
‘And… Segleninde’s consort.’
Not just the effects, but the name of the title itself pleased her. Consort. The meaning of that word was newly etched into her heart. It made her heart flutter.
She had never been loved like this, not even on Earth. Ever since her parents died, she’d always been treated as an outcast or a nuisance.
‘Does Segleninde really want me to stay here forever?’
She found herself thinking that maybe, just maybe, she would like that. To stay here with Segleninde, to forget her life as Shin Sia, and live here instead. As his consort.
It was embarrassing to say out loud, so while he was busy with work, she secretly told only Melissa, who was so happy she looked as if a whole bouquet had bloomed on her head.
“In fact, I was already preparing your wedding! I thought you liked living here, and you two seemed so close, so I’m glad to hear you say that. It means I wasn’t wrong!”
Melissa explained that, having spent time among humans at Count Obel’s estate while looking after Cynthia, she’d learned a lot. Among the mansion’s creatures, she claimed to know more about humans than anyone except Segleninde, and promised to prepare a wedding that Cynthia would be truly satisfied with.
Then, noticing she still had flowers blooming on her head, Melissa quickly tried to revert her appearance to human form. But Cynthia stopped her.
“Um, Melissa. You don’t have to pretend to be human in front of me anymore. Tell the other staff, too.”
“What? But…”
“It’s fine. I’m going to keep living here, so I can’t keep making you uncomfortable forever, right?”
She meant it sincerely.
If she wasn’t in danger from the creatures anymore, there was no reason to fear them. She’d seen Segleninde’s true tentacled form so often it hardly fazed her now. And if she didn’t fear that, then a talking flower was nothing.
It might take her some time to get used to creatures as bizarre-looking as the Butcher Cook brothers, but from now on, Cynthia decided to see all of them more as friends. Besides, weren’t they all pretending to be human for her sake anyway?
It was probably on Segleninde’s orders, but still, everyone in the mansion was looking out for her. So she wanted to repay their kindness.
If she’d been an ordinary noble, she might never have cared about the staff’s feelings, but she still had the sensibilities of a modern person. She wanted Melissa and her colleagues, who were like sisters to her, not to suffer so much. She’d grown attached to them, living here.
“I know you’re all pretending to be human because you think I’ll be scared. But I need to get used to you too.”
“Milady…!”
Melissa, deeply moved, immediately bloomed flowers from her head again.
She hugged Cynthia tight, her scent sweet and fresh.
“I truly, truly wish for your happiness, Milady. I always have, and I still do. So please, forget everything that happened at the Count’s estate… and be happier than ever here.”
Melissa’s words sounded like a blessing.
Maybe she was meant to live here from the beginning. Hugging Melissa back, Cynthia smiled, imagining a happy future in this beautiful mansion together with Segleninde and the creatures.
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