Chapter 70: The Reason She Knocked on the Door- 2

It's over!!

The moment I heard Fiona's trembling voice whisper, "Are you there…?" I couldn't help but rejoice inside.

There was desperation in her tone, the kind that only comes after sleepless nights of anxiety and hesitation. Just from her voice, I could tell how much it had taken for her to stand in front of my door.

Still, I stayed silent.

"Answer… please…."

Her voice grew even more desperate, almost like she was clinging to me with every word.

I couldn't help but speak.

"Who is it?"

"It's me… Let me in."

"I don't know anyone like that."

Silence fell on the other side of the door.

It was impressive—she had swallowed her pride to come here.

But that alone wasn't enough.

Did she really think I would just let her in so easily?

"Are you making fun of me?"

"Yes. Who is it?"

"…Forget it. Have fun by yourself. I'm leaving."

And again—silence.

Not even the sound of footsteps.

…One hundred and thirty seconds passed.

It was only a short while, but for someone standing awkwardly in the hallway, it must've felt endless.

Eventually, Fiona, still unable to walk away, spoke up again.

"Fiona…"

"Fiona Arente… Lady Verdia's escort knight."

"Come in. It's open."

I exchanged a glance with Cecil.

Startled, Cecil—who had been lounging comfortably on the bed—quickly darted away and hid in the corner. Probably trying to activate her stealth mode.

The door creaked open slightly, but Fiona didn't come in.

Was she hesitating again? Testing the waters?

"Haa…"

With a deep breath, she finally stepped inside.

Outwardly, I kept a neutral expression. But internally, I was honestly surprised.

Fiona had entered my room alone—at night.

"Fiona. Welcome."

She turned and carefully checked the room, as if ensuring no one else was present.

"..."

"Don't worry. There's no one else here."

"It's not something I want anyone else to hear…"

I got up and approached her.

"Don't come near me."

"…Why?"

I deliberately stepped closer and brought my face near hers.

Fiona shut her eyes tightly.

"Did you get a good look at my face this time? Take a proper look."

"S-stop it…."

To see Fiona so flustered—this was too entertaining.

"Hey, was I really the type of man you always dreamed of?"

"Ugh!"

She shoved me, but her strength was lacking.

I noticed she wasn't even wearing her sword.

"You came without your sword?"

Even knowing I might take advantage of the situation?

"I came to talk…."

"If you're here to hold me accountable, turn around. You were the one who didn't recognize me."

"That's… true."

Surprisingly, she admitted it without protest. That must've stung her pride.

"I disliked you from the start."

"That's not a shock."

"I didn't even take a proper look at your face…"

In other words, if she had, she might have found me handsome?

Fiona scowled the moment she saw me grinning.

"T-that's not why I came here."

"Alright. Go ahead. I'm listening."

I could already guess where this was going.

She probably wanted me to end the scandal myself.

Maybe something like: "That incident was an accident, and we still have a bad relationship."

She likely needed it to save face around the castle.

"It wasn't me."

"What?"

"That day… it wasn't me who told on you. I had no intention of tattling."

I blinked.

That was not how I expected the conversation to begin.

In the past, I assumed I was thrown out because Fiona had reported me.

But Ariel already knew that something had happened at the Chartres mansion. She had targeted me from the beginning.

Once I learned that, I stopped blaming Fiona.

So I didn't seek revenge after returning to the castle.

"You're not surprised?"

"Keep talking."

"…Lady Raven already knew everything. She came to me and ordered me to speak about you. She said if I didn't cooperate, I could be turned into a slave… She said no one escapes the Raven's Eyes."

…Ariel.

I had no idea how terrifying she was.

There I was, making crude MILF jokes, not even realizing I'd become her target.

Thinking about it now makes me shiver.

Even if I could rewind time, conquering Ariel would probably cost a hundred coins.

"So… I didn't mean to do that."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Fiona stayed silent.

"Whether you reported me or not, you still swung your sword intending to kill me."

No matter what she said now, that part couldn't be undone.

And Fiona knew that well.

Come to think of it, maybe that's why no one in the castle said anything.Because she tried to kill me even though the Lord only ordered my exile.

"If I tell her, she might try again…"

That's probably what they were all thinking.

What was Fiona even trying to do now?

Her eyes were filled with sadness.

"If you want to apologize, just do it. I'll forgive you."

"I can't. Asking for forgiveness like this… is a shameful act."

"…Hmm."

I liked that about her.

"Same for me. I've done terrible things to you, but I'm not asking for forgiveness either."

"Good. I just… wanted to clear up anything that could become an issue between us."

"Between us?"

Hearing her call it a 'relationship' was unexpected.

Was she trying to ease her conscience?

Why?

"…Don't tell me you want to be friends?"

Her shoulders flinched.

"Was that too direct?"

"You're not wrong."

"Are you sick or something?"

"No. I'm serious."

"Did you miss my body?"

Fiona slapped me.

Slap!

My head turned from the impact, and the inside of my cheek stung.

"You've got quite a strong hand."

"…Don't say anything like that again. I was trying to get along with you, but now I already regret it."

"Hey, who said I was going to get along with you?"

"Ugh…."

She lowered her gaze.

"Honestly, I don't get why you're acting like this. Two days ago, in the hallway, you could've cut me down. Why didn't you?"

"The situation then and now is different."

"Exactly. What changed?"

Fiona lowered her hand and let out a slow breath.

"I'm sorry for hitting you. My body moved before I could think."

"It's okay."

I threw plenty of verbal jabs too.

"Will you tell me now?"

"You think I'm some kind of strange woman."

"A strange woman? I've never thought of you like that."

"You see me as some crazy woman who pulls her sword on you every time you're around Lady Verdia, don't you?"

"..."

I had no response.

She was spot on.

And honestly… I had also been thinking, 'She even wears leggings to my room. Just how much does she want to show off her lower body?'

"When we first met, you were a criminal who raped Lady Verdia, and I was the escort knight who failed to protect Lady Verdia."

It felt different hearing it directly from her.

Back then, I had been completely fixated on Verdia. I had no interest or time to pay attention to Fiona.

She had plenty of reasons to despise me, and I never questioned it. I simply accepted it.

"I thought there must be a reason why the lord couldn't punish you. So, I believed I had to do it instead. For Lady Verdia… the one who took me in when I was a child, wandering the streets."

"You were from the streets?"

That didn't sound quite right.

"I'll ask again. Were you a wanderer?"

Fiona looked directly at me and answered.

"I was an orphan."

"…Ah. Right."

That was the word I hadn't been able to come up with.

"Can I continue?"

Fiona already looked a little worn out.

"Is it hard? Just give me the summary."

"You're the most promising trainer on Beast Street now, aren't you?"

Me?

Well… yeah. That might be true.

Belita alone was enough to shake up an entire battlefield.

"I thought you were a fraud. But since you weren't…"

"You couldn't treat me like trash and swing your sword at me like before, right?"

"…Yes."

I always thought she would attack me the moment she saw me.

Now, it felt like there had been a lot of misunderstandings between us.

"Is that what you came here to say?"

"I won't stab you again. I promise."

"Even if you say that…"

I pulled off my shirt.

"See this scar?"

"..."

"You aimed to kill, didn't you?"

Fiona turned her gaze away from the deep scar on my chest.

"Look at it. Properly."

"…Yes. I swung with the intent to kill."

"Do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it. If I went back, I would've done the same thing. But…"

"But?"

"I also think it's important to correct things once I realize they were wrong."

I took Fiona's hand.

"Then, agree to it."

"Ugh…"

Fiona stiffened as if my gaze made her uneasy.

"Are you… trying to guilt-trip me with that scar?"

"No way. You came here to make peace, didn't you?"

She glanced at my hand and said nothing.

"How is this related?"

"It's a reconciliation ritual. Something necessary for a man and woman to forget the past and move forward."

As I smiled, clearly implying my intentions, Fiona's eyes flared.

"Stop with the nonsense."

"You said you came to get along with me, right?"

"Is that all you can think about?"

"Don't act like you don't know, Fiona."

Her firm, closed-off expression began to falter.

"You came into my room ready for anything, didn't you?"

Fiona shook off my hand and rushed toward the door.

But I caught her arm and pulled her into my arms.

"Haa… Heeut…"

"Fiona…"

"Let go of me…!"

"Let's have reconciliation sex… Fiona!"

"No…!"

I laid the struggling Fiona on the bed and climbed on top of her.

"Don't tell me you came to my room knowing nothing.

Don't think you can start over from the beginning with just a few words, without doing anything."

"…Ugh…!"

"Wanting to start from 'Hello, nice to meet you' now, isn't that too shameless?"

"But… that kind of thing is with someone you like…"

I kissed Fiona.

"Mmm…"

It was a light kiss.

When Fiona tried to say something again, I silenced her with another kiss.

"Hmmm…"

"I am the one you like."

"You jerk… you scoundrel…"

There was no force behind her insults.

It almost sounded like she was acting cute.

"I really, really hate you…!"

Fiona suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.

Oh… Ohh…!

Fiona is sucking on my tongue…

Her words and actions are completely opposite!

With just a few kisses, Fiona seemed dazed and out of it.

"Feels good, right?"

"...."

"The distance that was between us, as much as you hated me, is closing in an instant."

It's dizzying, like falling off a cliff…

I, too, can't resist this feeling of our conflict being rubbed away by something erotic.

I immediately undressed Fiona.

"Wai-, wait… wait a second…"

Fiona tried to stop me with awkward resistance, but it was futile.

Soon, we were completely naked, our bodies overlapping on the soft bed.

"Eut, ah… Ahhh…"

I haven't done anything yet, but just pressing my body against hers and rubbing our skin together makes Fiona squirm and writhe.

Who knew we would end up in a naked embrace like this?

I rubbed my already hardened penis against Fiona's soft skin, interlocking our fingers.

"Aahh♥ don't…"

I pecked Fiona's neck with my lips and whispered in her ear.

"Let's reconcile, Fiona."

"...."

"Answer me."

I held her hand tightly, preventing her from pulling away, and pressed my body against hers pleasantly.

Fiona, trapped beneath me, gasped for breath.

The slightly suffocating feeling turned into sexual excitement… a pleasant sense of security.

It all depends on what she decides…

"Keep it a secret from Lady Verdia…"

She's almost there.

I sucked on Fiona's ear and whispered,

"This is just a reconciliation sex for tonight. When Taeyang rises, we'll act like nothing happened."

Squeeze.

Fiona grasped my hand in return.

"Okay."

"I'll teach you the tricks of reconciliation sex. Be honest. Don't say things you don't mean. If you try to play hard to get, I'll send you away."

"…What if I honestly don't like it?"

"You don't like this?"

I pressed my erection against her and held Fiona close.

Fiona let out a slightly erotic breath and shook her head.

"This… I like…"

"That's the feeling. Forget everything else and focus on this."

"Forget everything…"

A pleasant silence followed.

I felt Fiona's skin and sucked on her neck.

Then, I asked her questions one by one.

"Did you fall for me?"

"You're cool… I like you… My heart races."

"While I was gone, did you ever think about my dick?"

"At least once a day…"

"Did you ever think about me when you masturbated?"

Fiona gasped.

"Fiona. Answer me."

"…Every time I masturbated… I thought… about you…"

"Thinking about my dick?"

"Thinking about it."

"How do you feel now that you see the real thing again?"

I lifted my body slightly. Fiona looked down and then squeezed her thighs together.

"Now that I see it again… the real thing is much bigger than I imagined…"

"Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

"Liar."

"Didn't we agree to be honest during reconciliation sex?"

"It really hurt back then…"

I remember.

I pushed her down with force and forced myself inside.

"But didn't it feel good later?"

She even reached orgasm.

"I was so out of it… I didn't know what was what… It just felt like being tossed around in rough waves."

It was a harsh sex for a virgin. No matter how well-endowed I am, I can't make her feel everything from the start.

While a MILF pussy is ready for a dick, a virgin pussy needs to be slowly tamed over several days.

If you fail to do so, there's a high chance she'll end up hating sex.

On the other hand, if you increase your compatibility and show her the pleasure of sex, she'll become like the joke, "a body that can't live without sex."

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