Chapter 51: Porter With a Suspicious II
It was a mess, but I'll endure it. Even someone like me—who's done things without thinking, crossing lines I shouldn't have—has limits.
"Taeyang!"
Cren suddenly stands up.
Sona, brushing debris from her face, shouts angrily,
"What did I ever do to deserve this?!"
Without a word, I dump the bug-infested lunchbox over her head.
"Aack!"
"Stop it, Taeyang! What are you doing?!"
"Look closely. See it with your own eyes."
"…!"
Cren's face goes pale as he watches the insects spill out onto the ground.
The proof is right there. Undeniable.
They really went all in. It's shocking how well they disguised it as a regular lunchbox.
Damn, just thinking about it makes me sick.
They expected me to eat the entire thing. Yet now she's panicking just because some of it got on her face?
Unbelievable.
"Cren, it's not what you think. I… I was just trying to pull a harmless prank…"
"A prank?"
I pick up one of the bugs—half-cooked and shriveled from the heat.
Then I grab Lena, who's trying to sneak away, and force it toward her.
"N-No!"
"Let's see if your sister finds it funny too."
"What are you doing?! Stop it!"
"Eat it. It's the lunchbox your sister made."
"No! Please, no!"
Lena shakes her head in horror.
I strike her in the stomach, and she collapses. I lose control of my temper and swing at Sona.
"Shield!"
What the—?
My fist is pushed back by some invisible force. Is this magic?
"Cren, do something—stop him!"
"…."
Cren doesn't move. He's frozen in place, overwhelmed by the situation.
Of course. I expected as much.
"Looks like Cren's finally seeing the truth about you two."
"This was just a joke! We didn't mean for things to go this far!"
I break the shield with a powerful kick.
Clang!
"Ack!"
Sona crashes to the ground as the shield shatters. Her anger burns even hotter.
"You're just a porter! Do you really think you can treat us like this and get away with it?"
"Stop it, Sona," Cren shouted.
"It's over now. You… you bullied Cecil."
"What? No! What are you saying? Did he tell you that? That we bullied her?"
Sona grabbed Cren's pants.
"Cren… you believe him over us?"
He remained silent.
"It was just a prank! This was the first time we ever did anything like that to Cecil."
Cren brushed her hand away.
"I wanted to believe you. That's why I brought Taeyang into the party. I thought maybe he'd treat you the same way you treated Cecil."
"Ugh…"
"Why did you do it? Why would you treat such a bright, kind girl that way?"
"Because, Cren… because you only ever looked at her!"
"Me…?"
"Yes. Now that I think about it, it's your fault too. You were always paying attention to her. So we…"
"Don't listen to this nonsense," I said, trying to calm Cren down.
"Taeyang… I've failed as a leader."
"No, you didn't. You did your best. This party was just unlucky. There's a saying: if five people gather, one will turn out to be trash. But your party only had four, and half were garbage."
"Stay out of this!"
Light bullets formed behind Sona.
It was the first time I had been targeted by magic, and I tensed up. But her spells never landed.
Cren swung his two-handed sword, deflecting and shattering every light bullet.
The broken fragments scattered like glowing fireflies before fading into the air.
Cren had made his decision.
"…Taeyang, how do I take responsibility for all of this?"
He paused.
"I almost dragged Cecil back into hell, instead of saving her."
Hell…
That word fit too well.
If not for this moment, Cecil would have stayed, trapped in that toxic party.
"If you're planning to use that sword, I won't stop you."
Sona and Lena turned pale.
"W-What are you talking about?"
"Sir Cren…?"
"I'm sorry, Taeyang. I… I can't go that far."
"I understand. But I hope you know my anger is justified."
"What will you do with them?"
"What difference would it make if I told you? Are you going to keep traveling with these women?"
A long silence followed.
Cren finally spoke, his voice filled with regret.
"No."
Sona and Lena had been abandoned.
It felt satisfying. I hoped they'd understand the pain Cecil went through when she was betrayed by her so-called comrades.
"Knowing the truth… how can I still call them allies?"
"Cren…"
Sona lowered her head.
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again."
I immediately stepped between Cren and Sona.
"Cren, step back."
"Taeyang…?"
"They're trying to hold on to you using old emotions."
"Outsider, mind your own business!" Lena snapped.
"What do you know?"
"I know what you two did to Cecil."
Their expressions hardened.
"Don't you want to know what Cecilia's guardian is going to do to you now?"
This place was quiet. Isolated.
The air was clear. Even if they screamed, no one would hear them.
"If you touch me, I won't let it go."
"Who will stop me? Cren?"
"Sir Cren, I'm sorry… I really won't do it again."
"I lost my mind, that's all. Cren, please help me!"
The two of them clung to Cren shamelessly.
"You're asking the wrong person for forgiveness."
Even if they begged Cecil, I wouldn't let her forgive them.
I never planned to let them see her again.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you. But you might find yourselves wishing I had."
At that moment, Cren's sword trembled slightly.
"Cren?"
"…I'm sorry, Taeyang."
He hesitated.
Was he wavering again?
"I can't… just stand by and let this happen after they apologized so earnestly."
"You believe them?"
"I don't. But I don't think hurting them is the right answer either."
I understood.
If I threatened them more directly, even he wouldn't just watch. No one would.
Cren knew they were in the wrong, but he didn't believe in taking justice into his own hands.
He was prepared to stop me if I crossed the line.
"Taeyang, I don't want to hurt you."
"What are you going to do when we get back to the city?"
"First, I'll make them meet Cecil and apologize sincerely."
"Don't bullshit me, Cren."
"... "
"What do you think Cecil will think when she sees their faces?
Will she forget the past and get along with them just because they apologized?"
"If we all work hard, I'm sure we can get along!"
"I'm sorry."
"I won't do it again."
Sona and Lena clasp their hands together and beg earnestly.
Cren wants to give them a chance.
I don't!!
"Cren, I can't give in."
"Taeyang, you have to control your emotions!"
"Why should I control my emotions because of those bitches?"
It's not right for one person to punish others out of hatred and madness. Even if they've committed a mortal sin!"
You have no choice but to think that way, Cren.
Cecil must have liked your upright side.
I won't blame you or think you're frustrating.
"Cren, just remember one thing."
"Taeyang…?"
Don't blame me either.
I'm just going to take what I want. I anticipated this situation and prepared for it.
"If you keep acting like this, you'll never see Cecilia again."
"What do you mean?"
"Did you forget our promise? We agreed to send her back if these guys were innocent. What happens if they're not?"
"Please don't..."
Cren's voice trembled.
"Let me see Cecilia again!"
"No."
"...Ugh!"
The only way for Cren to see Cecilia again is...
to threaten to kill me with that sword.
But...
Can Cren, who is holding his sword up to prevent personal retribution, threaten me?
Impossible.
This is a complete checkmate.
"Cecil is not your property. She can meet me if she wants!"
"If Cecil wants to, I have no reason to stand in her way."
"Then…."
"As long as you don't shield these bitches."
"Aaah…!"
"If you're going to protect the ringleaders of the bullying, then shut up about wanting to meet Cecil."
"I'm not protecting them! I sincerely want to bow my head and apologize…."
"You just want to be forgiven, Cren."
Cren lowers his sword and shouts,
"Yes! I want to be forgiven! What's wrong with that? I know now, Taeyang, I like Cecil too!"
"…."
"I've been lying to myself about my feelings! I thought it was wrong for a leader to mess around with a party member. But after Cecil disappeared, I realized it. I liked Cecil…. I was going to confess to her when we met again. I was going to sincerely apologize!"
As expected.
It's a good thing I stopped them from meeting.
Even a three-year-old could tell that you have feelings for Cecilia….
Otherwise, there's no way Cecil would have said, 'Sir Cren might not like it if I do naughty things.'
That means you were making it obvious enough for Cecil to know.
That's why the twin sisters got anxious and tried to bury Cecil.
A kind but stupid guy.
"Do you want to see Cecil again?"
"I want to…. I'll do anything if I can see her!"
"Then put your sword away."
Flinch…
Cren's shoulders tremble.
"I won't ask you to do anything. Don't worry. Just stand by and watch like you always do."
"What are you going to do to them?"
"Will knowing make you feel better? Stop pretending to be the leader."
I grab Sona's flowing hair and pull her towards me.
"Ack! Let go…!"
"These bitches are under my jurisdiction from now on. Got it?"
"Taeyang…."
"While I'm turning these bitches' pussies into rags, you must just stand there and watch. Then I'll let you see Cecilia when we return to the city tomorrow."
"…."
"Someone has to put an end to this. Only then can you face Cecilia with a clear conscience. Am I wrong?"
"No… you're not wrong."
Personal retribution is not justice.
Punishment filled with personal emotions cannot be called justice.
That's why Cren initially opposed it.
But that's only possible when it's not his own business….
He, like me, is just a human acting for his own sake.
We call those who can turn away from personal desires in such situations saints and seek their teachings.
In short, it's not as easy as it sounds.
Now, let's get this straight.
"No matter what happens from now on, don't come inside the tent."
"…Alright."
"Have you been waiting long?"
Lena looks around and then runs away, abandoning her sister.
"Help! Someone help me!"
I immediately grab her by the hair and drag her back.
"No! No! I… I just did what my sister told me to do!"
"YeAahh♥ make your excuses inside."
I pull out the eternal friend of trainers from my luggage.
Rope.
I strip Sona and Lena in that order, bind their entire bodies with rope, fix them in a spread-eagle position, and throw them into the tent.
Cren stands there the whole time, looking guilt-ridden.
"There's no turning back now. You know what I mean?"
"Taeyang, please let me see Cecilia…."
"Sure, sure.
I'll let you say everything you want to say."
By then, it'll be too late, though.
I leave Cren standing there and enter the tent.
He can sleep if he's tired.
Since I set up separate tents for me and Cren, and for the sisters, there's no chance of being disturbed during the training. The sisters' current tent has them both naked and bound, waiting for me.
"Uup! Uup! Uup! Eup!"
"Eueub! Eup!"
Good thing I gagged them!
The items I brought from the workshop are proving useful.
They're old, but they're the Master's belongings, so they're guaranteed to work.
I smile contentedly at the sight of the two bound women with their legs spread.
"Hmmm."
What a wonderful sight!
True to her spoiled brat nature, the older sister glares at me with fierce eyes, while the younger one trembles in fear.
Their toes are white from clenching their bodies and enduring the shame.
I made them spread their legs wide, like crabs, and tied their calves and thighs to keep them in place.
Honestly, they're quite appetizing.
"Eup! Eup!"
"Don't bother. You're too exhausted to use magic."
"...Heup. Eup."
"If you try to use magic here, I'll send it back to you a hundredfold."
I take off my belt.
My dick, already hard at the thought of thrusting into their arrogant pussies, springs out like a compressed spring.
"Hi...hiiik."
"Hik..."
They gasp in shock.
The porter with the suspiciously huge dick is Geum Taeyang!
"I wouldn't feel any guilt even if I sold you two off."
I lift Sona up.
She struggles in my grasp, trying to escape.
But can she really shake me off?
Only Sona is shaking; my posture is the epitome of calm.
I recall the time I held Elizabeth and practiced thrusting, and I become even calmer.
Ah, this is...
Suuuup!
The breath of dick thrusting!
"Prepare yourselves."
I aim my dick at Sona's pussy.