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Khan, who had been deeply immersed in the first oral sex experience, asked about her body condition. His expression was dark now, as if his reason had returned.

 

But to Dia, Khan was like a benefactor of life. Or a great prey for conquest.

 

“I’m fine now. You’re my savior.”

 

Dia, covered in Khan’s semen and saliva all over her body, smiled innocently.

 

Khan admitted that he was rotten. While Dia rejoiced without knowing his dark intentions, Khan was aroused once again.

 

“…Is that so.”

 

He said so and quickly turned around to pick up his fallen underwear and clothes.

 

At that moment, Dia chuckled behind Khan. For a moment, he felt embarrassed, thinking he might have exposed his buttocks, but of course, that wasn’t true.

 

It was a sorry sight for him, who knew nothing, but he couldn’t stop laughing. And it was understandable.

 

Congratulations! You have successfully completed the ‘Hidden Event’ by receiving Khan Heramut’s semen orally. Although it was rather crude, it was still an impressive oral sex!

 

Well done: Glans stimulation

 

Improvement points: Licking the testicles

 

Any player receiving such a system notification would surely be unable to stop laughing.

 

Finally fixing his disheveled clothes, Khan turned around with a proud expression. And then, the priests entered the sanctuary.

 

“The holy water is ready.”

 

The priests waited for Dia’s response at the entrance, thinking it was a very strange situation. It wasn’t as if the seat had been empty for long, but the air in the sanctuary felt different. It seemed more humid and stuffy than before.

 

“Lord Theos has just arrived and is waiting in front of the sanctuary. Allow me to guide you, Dia.”

 

Dia checked Khan’s condition. Fortunately, it seemed like the excitement had subsided in a short time. But why had she been so absorbed in Khan alone?

 

Dia didn’t notice the glob of semen between her cleavage.

 

* * *

 

The sanctuary was at the end of the central path of the temple, a long walk from the Tefnut sanctuary.

 

The central path was all paved with marble, and paintings of gods adorned the endless walls, overwhelming the atmosphere.

 

Hittites were a polytheistic nation, so there were dozens, sometimes hundreds, of gods worshipped in the temple.

 

There were gods larger than humans who constantly waged wars, and gods of love who encouraged polygamy and chaotic intercourse.

 

Dia found a mural depicting copulation between a goddess with snake scales and human men. It was an inappropriate sight for a place where priests gathered to suppress their sexual desires.

 

“We’ve arrived.”

 

The priests stopped, and Teos, wearing a pure white Kalasiris, greeted the two under the radiant ceiling.

 

Dia stared at him intently. His clean and smooth skin was visible through the thin fabric, and it seemed like even a slight raise would reveal the muscles of his arms.

 

“I greet you with compassion, Dia Meskhenet.”

 

“Ah… Theos Hitarashis.”

 

Dia made an effort to avert her gaze from Teos’s body, and Teos glanced at Khan standing beside her.

 

He had been a soldier standing outside the palace on the day of the funeral ritual. At first, she thought he was a royal bodyguard, but later she learned he was a notorious lecher. A loyal servant to Dia Meskhenet.

 

But Khan seemed indifferent to such attention. Teos looked at Khan with a long sneer.

 

“His Eminence is waiting for you two. I will guide you there immediately.”

 

The priests led the way and opened the door to the sanctuary.

 

As the thick stone wall slowly moved, it revealed the most sacred place here, the interior of the sanctuary where no one could enter without the permission of the High Priest.

 

The ceiling was high and domed, with bright sunlight streaming through the open center.

 

On the walls were statues of cats and lions worshipped as incarnations of gods, and statues of gods made of black ebony.

 

Dia relaxed, her dry lips cracking. Now, only she and Teos could enter this sacred space.

 

The High Priest welcomed the two who entered the sanctuary under the shining ceiling.

 

“It’s been a long time for prayer. I apologize for making the esteemed guests wait.”

 

With his words, the massive stone door closed firmly.

 

The High Priest greeted Dia and Teos under the radiant ceiling. His expression seemed mild, even though his lips didn’t turn up.

 

Around him, not even a speck of dust floated. It was clean and beautiful.

 

“Is it a goddess…?”

 

Even thinking about it herself, Dia found it absurd to associate the High Priest with a pure goddess.

 

It wasn’t just because of the pristine white priestly robes. It was the silver hair that seemed as soft as silk thread, the voice that was gentle but warm. Above all, it was the graceful and gentle curves that were unlike those of most Hittite men.

 

If it weren’t for the thick wrists visible between the priestly robes, Dia would have believed him to be a woman.

 

“It’s been a while. Lady Dia Meskenet.”

 

“Theos. Please come in.”

 

Theos and the High Priest Seth exchanged light conversation as if they were familiar with each other. But Dia had never seen Seth before. She didn’t even know his background. The knowledge she gained from the tutorial had its limits.

 

“Lady Dia Meskenet.”

 

At that moment, Seth called her name.

 

Dia placed her hand under her chin and bowed her head, showing proper respect to the High Priest.

 

“High Priest Seth Anakht.”

 

“I’m grateful for your invitation today, High Priest Seth.”

 

Then, as she raised her head, she noticed the status window hovering above Seth’s head.

 

[Seth Anakht]

 

[Affection Level: 0]

 

[Obsession Level: 0]

 

The reason the quest lured her to the temple, and why Seth Anakht invited her to the temple, was all for this meeting.

 

The pure face untouched by time, the body that did not seem to be disheveled even as a priest. And as the representative of the Panku next to the Lord, he held considerable power.

 

Seth Anakht was her target character for conquest.

 

[SYSTEM: Successfully met the conquest character ‘Seth Anakht’.]

 

[Quest ‘Mysterious Connection.’ ‘5’ days remaining until the next progress.]

 

[Quest Progress: 2/3]

 

The quest was progressing smoothly. However, what puzzled her was the atmosphere Seth exuded.

 

Considering the nature of the game, all conquest characters were supposed to be obsessed with the player. That was the sole purpose of this game themed around obsession.

 

But Seth’s eyes were endlessly gentle, and there was no darkness in his gaze as he looked at Dia. How could such a pure man, who seemed untouched by any filth, imprison and restrain someone?

 

Could it be that he was a hidden character added by the game developers to cater to various player preferences?

 

While Dia was perplexed looking at Seth, Seth also did not take his eyes off Dia.

 

Although she didn’t expect anything at first, seeing him here made her curious. His bright red eyes that did not yield to injustice, his soft yet firm lips, thin but dark eyebrows.

 

He had a noble and dignified appearance that could only be imagined in the temple of the sun, where the words of the gods were inscribed.

 

“It’s a blessing to meet Lady Dia in the temple.”

 

Seth’s eyes sparkled beautifully.

 

“I apologize for not being able to visit more often.”

 

Dia responded to Seth’s words with respect. It seemed that she was set as a character who didn’t frequent the temple often.

 

“I’ve heard that you’ve been selected as candidates through Panku.”

 

Seth alternately looked at Theos and Dia, getting to the point.

 

“As you know, the successor has always discussed Hittite’s future and glory with the Great Temple. Therefore, I also want to test both of you together with Panku.”

 

It was a tone that urged submission and servitude.

 

In Hittite, the emperor’s opinion never represented everything. The opinions of the Great Temple and the noble assembly, the Panku, were more powerful than anything else.

 

Dia felt Seth’s words unexpected, even knowing that.

 

Although it sounded like a welcome to mere successor candidates, there was power in his words.

 

“It’s the first time in Hittite’s history that the candidates are paired.”

 

Was it a coincidence? Seth’s eyes turned to Dia at that moment.

 

“That’s why we’ll be more careful in selecting the most suitable Tawarna for the Hittite royal family.”

 

There was silence in the temple. Selection. Dia clenched her fist at Seth’s meaningful words.

 

“Soon, there will be guidance on the Tawarna succession test. But before that, I wanted to greet you in advance.”

 

Dia glanced at Theos. It seemed that he already knew this story. He looked relaxed, as if he had known it all along.

 

Seth declared that he would select a suitable candidate from the two candidates he had invited. Would he choose her?

 

It might be a difficult journey. However, Dia wanted to obtain the High Priest. She wanted to be chosen by him. Even if it was based on affection.

 

Dia boldly approached Seth.

 

“High Priest.”

 

Her lips curved upward in reverence, and Seth’s drooping eyelids rose like a crescent moon. She extended herself as far as she could from a distance where she could almost touch him but didn’t. Then she spoke softly.

 

“I’ll be a candidate that meets the High Priest’s standards. Please watch over me.”

 

Her chest was filled to the brim. Knowing that, she hugged herself tighter.

 

Sharp eyebrows and clear eyes. But the faint trembling at the corners of his mouth meant that he was peeking into her deep cleavage.

 

“…Lady Dia Meskenet.”

 

Seth slowly pronounced her name.

 

Their eyes met. Very close. The tension between them was like that of two different beasts exploring each other.

 

Dia’s lips curved upward. Perhaps he was not merely a human being as pure as she had thought.

 

“…Yes. Of course, I will keep an eye on them.”

 

‘Seth Anakht’ feels ‘distorted lust’ towards the player. Obsession level increased by 2.

 

However, it was Dia who became flustered instead. Her fingertips tingled at Seth’s pure yet somehow intentional response.

 

Seth added as he looked up at the sky visible through the ceiling, “And it would be best for both of you to stay in the temple tonight.”

 

Seth wiped the sweat from his collar in the increasingly hot air. While the sky above the ceiling was clear, the heat persisted.

 

To reach the palace from the Great Temple, they had to traverse the deserted and winding mountain paths. They could succumb to heatstroke or get lost.

 

Theos also quietly acquiesced, knowing this fact.

 

“Thank you for your consideration.”

 

“Then I will instruct the priests to prepare a place for both of you to stay.”

 

Seth said so and called the apprentice priests who were outside. In the meantime, Dia fixed her gaze on the nape visible between Seth’s collar.

 

She saw the protruding Adam’s apple above his thick neck. Perhaps she was also feeling the heat. Her cheeks gradually flushed a deeper pink.

 

* * *

 

The two candidates left the Great Temple.

 

Seth glanced at the place where Dia and Theos had been. The dust fluttering in the bright light felt as intense as a sandstorm.

 

It must have been because of his younger sister, the former Tawarna.

 

“Dia Meskenet….”

 

Even now, in Panku, the malicious tricks to eliminate her from the succession test were still ongoing. She had also supported the wealthy Hitarashis family, promising a huge budget even at the temple.

 

Dia Meskenet was a failed candidate in every respect. She was nothing but an empty noble, and she had never been involved in politics.

 

Three years ago, she suddenly went on a leisurely stroll to Ranu, and only returned to Hittite after her sister died. Dia Meskenet, who was also called a rebel or a renegade.

 

But contrary to rumors, she had a gaze that surpassed Anya Meskenet. Above all, she was bold.

 

‘What was that white thing buried in her chest…’

 

Seth covered his face with his hand, embarrassed. He, who had kept his purity, was not unfamiliar with inter-gender teasing.

 

As a man, he had also sighed while watching the beauty of spring during his youthful years. So there was no mistaking what he had seen.

 

Surely, it must have been Khan Heramut’s. Seth smiled slightly. He had also heard the rumors whispered by the nobles of Panku. He had dismissed Khan Heramut, a captain of the royal guard, and turned him into his personal dog.

 

It seemed that Dia’s embarrassment and shame had returned to him in full force.

 

But it was something to be ignored. To him, carnal desire was useless on the path of the gods.

 

Seth closed his eyes to pray to the sun god, Arinna. However, the image of that woman still flickered in his mind.

 

Her plump buttocks. And the faint smell of her sweat.

 

Despite her lack of devotion to the mother goddess and her lack of training, her body was closer to that of a mere mortal. Seth’s body responded after a long time.

 

He opened his eyes and looked between his legs. His member, which had always been flaccid, was hard and erect.

 

It was truly a feeling of liberation after a long time.

 

* * *

 

After finishing dinner, Dia went out to the atrium. As night fell, the hot heat was concealed by the cold.

 

Stars scattered across the night sky like finely cracked sesame seeds. It was beautiful.

 

Dia suddenly remembered her encounter with Khan during the day. Fortunately, that incident passed without any explanation, just like an event in a game. It felt empty, but if that was the advantage of the game, then it was an advantage.

 

And another new character.

 

‘Seth Anakht….’

 

Dia thought of the High Priest. He had a purity that was hard to approach. It was the kind of purity that seemed too pristine to be tainted.

 

[Would you like to view Seth Anakht’s information?]

 

[Yes/No]

 

‘Yes.’

 

Conquest Character Name: Seth Anakht

 

Origin: Unknown. Currently using Anakht as a title bestowed upon him in trust as the High Priest.

 

Age: 26 years

 

Height and weight: 180cm, 70kg

 

Appearance: Silver hair. Turquoise eyes. Fair skin. Appears fragile but is actually muscular.

 

Relationship with the player: Can have a hostile cooperative relationship.

 

It was surprising that he became a High Priest at the age of 26, but the part about being ‘actually muscular’ was unexpected.

 

Although he didn’t look weak, perhaps it was because his features were so beautiful that one didn’t want to think of him as muscular.

 

‘A hostile cooperative relationship… I must make him like me.’

 

It wouldn’t hurt to have at least one powerful ally on her side for the future progression of the story. Seth was superior in every way compared to the slippery Ahotep. And since he had no malice, it was worth considering.

 

Affection level: 0 (Unknown)

 

Obsession level: 2 (Unavailable for collection)

 

Narrative progression: 3%

 

Dia paused momentarily as she scrolled down. Not only was his origin unknown, but his affection level and obsession level were also a secret.

 

It was the first time the system hadn’t explained the status of a conquest character. ‘Unknown’ and ‘Unavailable for collection.’ It was a phrase that could never appear unless the character was actively hiding their emotions.

 

But Dia liked challenges. Easy opponents were not fun.

 

Disposition: Unknown

 

Sexual characteristics: Unavailable for collection

 

But she didn’t expect it to be a secret to this extent.

 

‘How could the system not know?’

 

If the developers created the character, there was no way they wouldn’t know about it.

 

It was strange. Was it a system error because it was the beta version? But even thinking that way didn’t dispel her discomfort.

 

“The most important part is this shape… I’ll have to request a modification later…”

 

“What are you going to modify?”

 

At that moment, a familiar voice echoed. As she hurriedly turned her head, Theos was leaning against a pillar, looking at her with interest.

 

“Ah…”

 

She quickly lowered the hand she had raised in the air. It seemed that Theos had been watching her actions all this time.

 

It was a rather embarrassing moment for Dia, who had been moving her hand in the air.

 

“I apologize.”

 

Theos apologized to her without any resistance. This time, Dia felt sorry for him.

 

“…What were you doing over there?”

 

“I was checking the weather for tomorrow.”

 

In Hittite, they often looked at the constellations and predicted the weather, and it seemed that Theos was doing the same.

 

Dia raised her head, looking at the countless stars in the sky. To her, who was ignorant of constellations, they all looked like the same star.

 

“Dia Meskenet.”

 

While Dia was casually scanning the sky, Theos called her name. The two leaned against different pillars and looked at each other.

 

It would have been a romantic atmosphere to others, but to them, it was just another friction.

 

“I’ll give you one piece of advice.”

 

“Advice?”

 

The man who was counting stars seemed to disappear somewhere, leaving behind a somewhat sharp impression.

 

“Do not meet my father.”

 

It was unexpected advice for Dia.

 

“I don’t understand what you mean.”

 

Dia decided to play dumb. Was it a problem that Theos’s mansion was too close to her palace? Or was it a problem that Theos was Ahotep’s son?

 

Theos seemed to be aware that his father had visited her palace. Did he know about this too?

 

“Are you afraid I’ll become your mother?”

 

Dia smiled. Was he trying to guard against a new stepmother like an adolescent son?

 

Theos’s lips tightened. But he didn’t seem greatly perturbed. It was like an attitude toward something trivial.

 

“My father is not someone who respects anyone other than you.”

 

This time, a smile spread across Theos’s lips.

 

“He would kill you if he had to, and certainly not accept you as his wife.”

 

Dia’s feet hesitated as if she wanted to resist. She couldn’t move. The word ‘death’ made her body tremble as if it were a consequence of assassination.

 

“…Let me give you some advice too, Theos.”

 

She stared at Theos, trying to hide her trembling lips.

 

“Be careful with your words. If I become Tabarna, Hitarassis will surely fall as it is.”

 

Dia wasn’t convinced that she would become Tabarna. Game stories typically flowed as intended by the developers.

 

However, if she could become an emperor in one route, she wanted to thoroughly ruin Hitarassis.

 

“Haha.”

 

Theos laughed as if Dia’s words were somewhat ridiculous.

 

“Why don’t you give it a try?”

 

Dia’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.

 

“If I could become Tabarna.”

 

“Ha.”

 

Their conversation ended there. But Theos didn’t leave the audience hall.

 

Dia glanced at him, expecting him to leave first, but he didn’t. It seemed as if they were both avoiding each other like the plague.

 

Perhaps Theos had similar thoughts because the two of them ended up staring at the same sky for a long time.

 

After spending a night at the temple and returning to her palace, Dia was exhausted. The weather wasn’t hot, but the long hours of riding with Theos had put her on edge.

 

He was a man she had to compete with for the right of succession, no matter how much she plotted. It was stressful. She never knew when she might be stabbed in the back.

 

If only it were a game where she could just have fun dating. Dia lay down on her bed and muttered. It was a reckless thought, but the stress was overwhelming, considering she never knew when the assassination ending might loom.

 

“Dia, my lady.”

 

It was Khan’s voice. She didn’t know what he wanted, but he had been hovering in front of Dia’s visit for a long time.

 

Dia lay on her side and looked at the door. Since Khan had fondled her genitalia, the two hadn’t exchanged a word. There was no room for that.

 

Dia thought it would be a good idea to build a relationship with him now.

 

“Come in.”

 

Khan entered the room. He glanced at Dia on the bed and quickly averted his eyes.

 

“I’m sorry. I’ll leave…”

 

“No. Come closer.”

 

At Dia’s firm command, Khan hesitated before approaching the bedside. His eyes reflected Dia’s figure.

 

As she lay sideways, one breast was pressed against the other. It was provocative.

 

Khan no longer averted his gaze. Dirty thoughts flooded his lower body again.

 

Dia noticed Khan’s gaze, so she deliberately moved her arm to give him a better view.

 

The two breasts came together to form a seamless cleavage.

 

‘This effect is quite good, isn’t it?’

 

The rugged muscles on Khan’s forearm twitched. From the muscles following his thick jawline, she could tell he was exerting strong restraint.

 

“What’s the matter?”

 

Dia asked him, feeling somewhat smug.

 

“I’m sorry. It’s because of the test announcement in ten days.”

 

Khan calmly replied, keeping his gaze fixed on the floor. The game’s progress was steadily following its own course.

 

The announcement of succession candidates and the date for the exams to select candidates had been set.

 

“Khan, can you tell me about the succession exam?”

 

Dia hadn’t spent even a year in Hittite. While she had some knowledge in various fields, she knew nothing about the succession exam.

 

So she asked Khan, who responded with a somewhat complicated expression.

 

“All the previous Tabarnas have passed one or more tests issued by Panku.”

 

“What tests?”

 

“Tests range from physical conditions such as winning fights with bulls, surviving in snake caves, to testing virility like satisfying a hundred wives.”

 

She had some expectations, but she couldn’t believe the tests were this barbaric.

 

Dia recalled how her sister became Tabarna. But she was clueless about what happened before the tutorial.

 

Seeing Dia’s curiosity, Khan quickly answered.

 

“No, Lady, you survived in a snake cave with venomous snakes for 30 days.”

 

“If it was such a long time, what did you eat?”

 

“You survived by eating venomous snakes.”

 

Dia’s eyes trembled. If her relatively smooth ascent to the throne required her sister to eat snakes, what about herself?

 

It was obvious that more severe tasks would be assigned in Panku. Dia’s body trembled with fear.

 

“Um… Were there people who failed the exam?”

 

Unlike before, Khan didn’t readily speak up. He feared he might unnecessarily agitate her anxiety. But since it wasn’t something to keep secret, he had no choice but to speak.

 

“Yes, there were.”

 

“What happened to them all?”

 

“Legally, they are expelled from the palace and permanently deprived of succession rights, but…”

 

Khan paused and scrutinized Dia. It wasn’t a face of shock but rather an expression that indicated it was the expected outcome.

 

“There were also those who died.”

 

Right! Dia sat up, clenched her fists, and bounced her fingers. Just like in other thriller games she knew, this game was no different.

 

They would somehow kill, expel, or degrade the player. They would ensure the player couldn’t pass the Tabarna succession exam and eventually lead them to ruin.

 

Sometimes it would be death, sometimes imprisonment, obsession, or constraint.

 

“Oh, um… But those who died were too weak. Lady Dia, you will definitely survive. And when in danger, there’s also a way to cry for surrender.”

 

Khan felt Dia was overreacting to shake off her anxiety, so he quickly added.

 

“Those who voluntarily surrender are legally stripped of all status. But… even if such a thing were to happen, Lady Dia will be fine.”

 

Dia looked intently at Khan. His loyal eyes seemed more like obsession. Perhaps it was her bias. Dia leaned against the bed and folded her arms.

 

“What will you do if I give up the exam?”

 

“I will protect you until the end. I will guard you.”

 

His loyal eyes seemed more like obsession. Perhaps it was her bias. Dia leaned against the bed and folded her arms.

 

“What will you do if I give up the exam?”

 

“I will protect you until the end. I will guard you.”

 

Khan’s loyal eyes seemed more like obsession. Perhaps it was her bias. Dia leaned against the bed and folded her arms.

 

“What will you do if I give up the exam?”

 

“I will protect you until the end. I will guard you.”

 

Khan seemed to have been waiting for Dia’s sudden question and asked hastily.

 

“I will protect you until the end. I will guard you.”

 

“I will protect you until the end. I will guard you.”

 

Dia’s laughter disappeared from her face.

 

“This is like… treating one of them as if they never existed.”

 

If it was decided in Panku, Dia was that ‘one’. They were determined to somehow make her fail the exam and erase even the fact that she challenged Tabarna.

 

“That’s correct. Later, when someone becomes Tabarna, they want to prevent any backtalk.”

 

If it was decided in Panku, Dia was that ‘one’. They were determined to somehow make her fail the exam and erase even the fact that she challenged Tabarna.

 

“That’s correct. Later, when someone becomes Tabarna, they want to prevent any backtalk.”

 

“…They’re already working behind the scenes to make Theos the emperor. It’s because I’m of the aristocracy. Someone will question Theos’s qualifications.”

 

“Some will argue that someone from the aristocracy should ascend to the next Tabarna. To prevent that, they’re conducting it privately. It’s quite a clever and rough method.”

 

“What if I raise an objection?”

 

If she could, she would object; if not, she would have to comply. Khan answered with a bitter expression.

 

“Panku currently stands above the imperial authority. No one can object.”

 

It was a dilemma. But the more difficult the obstacle, the more enjoyable the game becomes.

 

“Khan, prepare the horses immediately.”

 

“Where are you going?”

 

Dia’s eyes sparkled.

 

“To the Hitarashis mansion.”

 

* * *

 

The Hitarashis mansion was located on the plateau facing the Buikay of Batukaya (Buyukkaya, a plateau east of Hatusha’s lower city).

 

Usually, for military reasons, one couldn’t build a mansion on high ground, but Ahotep built a large castle overlooking the palace. It was truly a privilege of the upper nobility who feared no imperial power.

 

“It looks even larger up close.”

 

Dia’s head rose endlessly as she gauged the height.

 

Not as grand as the temple, but various statues adorned the gate, each ten times her height. Next to them, soldiers lined up to guard the gate.

 

Each weapon they held was valuable: spears made of iron, gold shields, and bronze swords imported from the east. They secured her safety by raising their weapons when Dia got off the horse and stood in front of the obelisk.

 

“Praise be, Lady Dia Meskhenet.”

 

Dia nodded in response to their greeting.

 

“I’ve come to meet Ahotep.”

 

“Have you made an appointment?”

 

“No.”

 

At Dia’s words that she hadn’t made an appointment, the officer among the guards looked embarrassed.

 

“Then, I’m afraid you can’t meet him.”

 

Dia snorted in surprise, but the soldier was firm.

 

“Ahotep has ordered not to let anyone in…”

 

“What’s your name?”

 

Dia didn’t want to go this far with an oath, but if Ahotep’s soldiers acted arrogantly, she intended to return the favor.

 

The day before, just as Ahotep had casually entered Dia’s mansion, she would enter Ahotep’s castle as she pleased.

 

“Hakal Ketratu.”

 

If it was Ketratu, it was the family of Laness, a member of the royal guard. The opponent she slept with in the second bad ending.

 

Hakal and Laness were probably brothers or relatives. Dia decided to use that.

 

“Hakaltra is a member of the royal guard Laness’s family, right?”

 

“Yes, he’s my elder brother.”

 

“Too bad. His performance hasn’t been good lately.”

 

“…”

 

Dia smirked slightly.

 

“If he doesn’t step aside, I might have to dismiss him.”

 

It was a powerful move even for Dia. Dismissing the royal guard wasn’t difficult with her power, but the problem was the aftermath. If it were voluntary like Khan, there wouldn’t be a problem, but forced dismissal carried responsibility.

 

It might lead to a hearing if dissatisfied Ahotep wanted to interrogate her. But even at the risk of such danger, she didn’t want to back down from this fight.

 

Hakal hesitated for a moment, then spoke up.

 

“…Forgive my oversight, Lady Dia Meskhenet.”

 

“So?”

 

“You may enter.”

 

Hakal signaled to the soldiers below him to make way. Dia laughed lightly and stepped through the open main gate.

 

The inside of the castle was quiet. There was no one to be seen until they reached the reception hall.

 

Like Egyptian tombs, it was gorgeous but lacked warmth. So it sent shivers down her spine.

 

Even the mansion seemed to resemble its owner. The chill of a wealthy person flowed throughout.

 

At that moment, a man who seemed to be the mansion’s steward approached Dia.

 

“Ahotep is currently with other guests. Would you like to wait here?”

 

“Fine. Bring some wine instead.”

 

Dia didn’t want to be watched. The steward seemed to want to stay in the reception hall and keep an eye on her, but reluctantly headed to the kitchen.

 

“Now, I need to see who these guests are.” 

 

Dia’s footsteps moved as if she had fire under her heels.

 

* * *

 

‘Why is this damn house so complicated?’

 

Dia had been wandering around the corners of the house for 20 minutes already. She thought it was just the atmosphere, but even the interior structure felt like a maze, giving her the creeps.

 

Thinking that the innermost room might be Ahotep’s bedroom, she perked up her ears, only to find it was an open-air bath. Thinking the largest door might be a guest room, she peeked inside to find a greenhouse garden. She had reached the point where she had to check every door with her ears pressed against them.

 

‘Please, let it be this one…!’

 

Dia climbed up the stairs and went inside to the second floor. There, she chose the door that looked the most plausible and listened carefully.

 

Thunk!

 

At that moment, Dia heard a loud friction sound through her ears. It was evidence that someone was there.

 

Dia smirked with a knowing smile and opened her inventory. She decided to use the ‘Eavesdrop’ item she received as an event reward.

 

[System: Would you like to use the ‘Eavesdrop’ item?]

 

[Yes/No]

 

[Yes]

 

[System: The item’s effect temporarily increases your hearing.]

 

Dia removed her ears from the door and waited until she could hear the sound clearly. Soon enough, the sounds inside the room became vivid.

 

“Ah, aah…!”

 

What she heard next was the moaning of a woman in agony.

 

‘Could it be…?’

 

“Aah, it’s too… painful. Please, a little slower… ah!”

 

It wasn’t just moans. There were explicit sounds of flesh rubbing against flesh and the sound of water splashing. Dia’s cheeks turned crimson in an instant.

 

‘Guests, huh?’

 

She couldn’t tolerate it anymore. But cruelly, the system didn’t revert her enhanced hearing back to normal.

 

Dia pressed herself against the opposite wall to distance herself as much as possible from the noise. Yet, the sound still resonated clearly.

 

“Aah, it hurts…! Ahotep, I’m breaking… ah!”

 

“Hmm…”

 

Even amidst the woman’s screams, Ahotep’s movements remained consistent. Only the vigorous and rapid friction sounds could be heard. Then, there was a sound as if someone was spanking.

 

“Aah… it hurts…! Why today… like this…!”

 

“Shut up.”

 

After that harsh remark, Dia’s ears caught raw curses, uncommon even in Hittite.

 

Rough translations of sexual and vulgar terms like ‘cock sucker’, ‘cum bucket’, and ‘toilet bowl’ were used. However, the woman kept moaning as if it were enjoyable.

 

“Don’t make noise.”

 

Ahotep repeatedly struck the woman’s buttocks, perhaps displeased with her voice.

 

“Sorry. I’m sorry…”

 

“I told you not to.”

 

As the atmosphere grew colder, his voice became infinitely lower. It was clearly no conversation between lovers.

 

Dia took a step back. Slowly and recklessly.

 

Thud!

 

Of all times,

 

Her foot slipped, pushing a sculpture with her hand. Soon enough, without a chance to catch it, the sculpture fell with a loud crash.

 

“Damn it!”

 

Dia looked down at the shattered sculpture, feeling utterly defeated. Even if she were to fail, it wouldn’t be as catastrophic as this.

 

Soon enough, Ahotep would notice the commotion outside and open the door. He might even come out with a sword, thinking it was an intruder.

 

It would be revealed that she was eavesdropping on his lovemaking like a voyeur.

 

“Who’s out there?”

 

Sure enough, Ahotep pushed the woman aside and walked to the door. 

 

Dia quickly straightened up, trying to maintain her composure in this embarrassing situation.

 

But when the door opened, and Dia faced Ahotep’s naked body, her mind went blank. Massive chest muscles and prominently protruding abs. Above all, attached to his lower body…

 

It was unbelievably large and thick…

 

‘This is too inhuman…’

 

The character information window never lied to Dia.

 

“Dia Meskhenet…?”

 

Ahotep’s expression froze instantly as he faced Dia as a deity. It was something neither of them had expected. It was awkward for her, but she seemed even more bewildered.

 

“Why are you here…?”

 

If there was a mouse hole, Dia would have hidden there, even if it was a place boiling with lava. But there was no escape route for her from Ahotep’s mansion.

 

Dia greeted Ahotep with an awkward smile.

 

“I just got lost…”

 

It was a cowardly excuse.

 

“Ahotep!”

 

The woman inside the room called out loudly to Ahotep. It was a nervous voice despite being full of tension. Yet, even when Ahotep didn’t divert his gaze from Dia, the woman eventually stepped out.

 

“Ignore the bell and keep going… huh?”

 

The woman’s face turned red and green as soon as she confirmed Dia. Dia felt the same. The woman subtly resembled Dia.

 

Reddish-brown eyes with a hint of amber and long black hair. However, her hair was blonde at the front, sticking out. Lastly, her attire.

 

‘Isn’t that the same outfit I wore at the funeral?’

 

It was confusing. It was such a bizarre scene that it made Dia imagine strange things, even if she didn’t want to.

 

Whether Ahotep noticed Dia’s reaction or not, he remained surprisingly calm compared to before. The more embarrassed she seemed, the more exhilarated he felt.

 

“It seems you have visitors. Lady Dia.”

 

“Yes. But I should go back. This is… well…”

 

She wanted to choose her words carefully, but she couldn’t think of a way to organize her thoughts. After hesitating several times, she finally opened her mouth again.

 

“I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.”

 

Dia turned to go downstairs. But Ahotep was one step faster than her.

 

He roughly pushed the woman hanging on his right arm aside and hastily grabbed Dia’s wrist.

 

“It will be over soon. Come inside and wait.”

 

Dia glanced at her wrist held by Ahotep. It wasn’t a simple invitation. There was a lot of force behind it.

 

“You came because you’re curious about my thoughts, didn’t you?”

 

“…”

 

“I’ll tell you.”

 

Ahotep pulled Dia without resistance. It was not gentle or kind, but rough and coercive.

 

The woman standing next to the door glared at Dia with a deeply furrowed brow. To Dia, all of this still felt like a dream.

 

“Ahotep Hitarashis. Let go of me…”

 

“Please, have a seat.”

 

Ahotep led Dia to a chair near the bed. Then he lightly touched her shoulder so she could sit down.

 

“Ahotep. What are you planning?”

 

“Aren’t you curious?”

 

Ahotep’s lips curled up wickedly.

 

“Why that woman was dressed like you.”

 

Ha!

 

Dia snapped and stood up from her seat. Already troubled by that, Ahotep’s tone seemed mocking, which made her angry. But strangely, her feet wouldn’t move.

 

“Rekta, come here now.”

 

When Ahotep called the woman, she reluctantly walked to the bed.

 

He grabbed the approaching woman’s hair tightly and ordered coldly,

 

“Fix your posture and ask.”

 

Dia doubted her ears. Thanks to her heightened hearing, she heard the voice clearly, but the meaning of the words didn’t quite sink in.

 

But the woman seemed to understand clearly. She knelt under the bed like a slave, neatly placing her hands on her knees.

 

She opened her mouth wide and laboriously engulfed Ahotep’s genitalia.

 

“Ha… agh…”

 

“Widen your mouth more.”

 

Whether it was conscienceless or not, Ahotep commanded the woman to swallow all of his genitalia. As she struggled to insert it into her mouth, Ahotep exerted force on her buttocks, pushing his genitalia further up.

 

The woman groaned in agony, and he smiled. There was no other way to describe it but insane.

 

Dia was paralyzed and couldn’t move. The room was hot, and the woman’s squelching noises pierced through the hot air.

 

“Aho…tep… Lord… uhuhu… Ahu!”

 

Ahotep grabbed the woman’s hair messily and shook her, treating her mouth as if it were a sex toy. The woman diligently licked Ahotep’s member without vomiting.

 

“Hmm…”

 

At that moment, Ahotep raised his head and stared at Dia. Dia had no choice but to accept his gaze with her whole body.

 

“Uh…”

 

Dia whimpered softly. This place was Ahotep’s domain. So even when Ahotep inserted his member into the woman’s mouth and looked at her, Dia couldn’t escape his gaze.

 

There was no freedom within his domain. It felt like being torn apart. Dia’s fluctuating emotions distorted within Ahotep’s domain.

 

Now, the heat seemed to be between Ahotep and Dia rather than between him and the woman.

 

Shortly after, while Ahotep fixed his gaze on Dia, he ejaculated into the woman’s mouth. The sound of his semen pouring out reached Dia’s ears.

 

The woman couldn’t help but cough, which irritated Ahotep.

 

“Don’t spill it disgustingly.”

 

He frowned as if the woman’s saliva on the floor was repulsive.

 

The woman did her best to swallow Ahotep’s semen eagerly. Furthermore, she licked up the traces on the floor neatly.

 

While she did that, Ahotep got up and went to the dresser. From there, he took out a new kilt and tied it around his waist.

 

“You’ve waited a long time.”

 

That’s how the intercourse ended. However, the woman continued to grovel on the floor.

 

“Why was that woman dressed like me?”

 

Dia hoped her speculation was wrong. If Ahotep had really humiliated that woman while thinking of her, Dia wouldn’t stand for it.

 

“Oh.”

 

Ahotep looked at the woman sitting across from Dia, who had just been intimate with him a moment ago. There was no affection in his eyes. Just coldness.

 

“I thought the answer would have been clear when I saw you earlier.”

 

Ahotep’s eyes turned to Dia. It was a cruel, predatory gaze waiting for its prey to die.

 

“I wanted to sleep with you.”

 

In the end, it was Dia who looked away first. She realized that she had fallen into Ahotep’s trap. Pain gripped her toes. Hunting was truly successful.

 

“Do you still want me to stay in the room?”

 

Ahotep asked indifferently. Dia lost her words and only chewed on her fingernails. Was it because of that choice? Was it because she didn’t stay and regret not saying she wanted to? 

 

“No. I’ve lost interest now.”

 

In reality, even if she had more interest, it hadn’t disappeared. The memory of Ahotep’s enormous genitalia still lingered.

 

Dia swallowed her saliva. Naturally, Ahotep did not acknowledge her response.

 

“How about doing it like this?”

 

He said leisurely while looking at the inside of Dia’s thighs.

 

“If your vagina is wet, face it towards me.”

 

His gaze gradually became more explicit towards her intimate area.

 

“If it’s not wet, turn it out in public.”

 

Dia’s eyes widened. Ahotep accurately understood why she came here. It was a nimble attitude, as if he had everything in his hands.

 

“…Quite an enticing proposition.”

 

Dia forced a faint smile. There was no doubt it was an alluring offer.

 

But the problem was her condition. After seeing Ahotep’s oral intercourse just now, wasn’t she even slightly aroused? Even a little bit?

 

“But I’ll reject the proposition.”

 

“…”

 

In truth, she wasn’t sure. The probability of the moist feeling inside her buttocks being sweat rather than semen was low.

 

“I’ll take my leave now.”

 

Dia turned her back, but Ahotep’s gaze was still fixated on her slender waist. This intense feeling was something she hadn’t experienced in a long time.

 

“Dia Meskenet.”

 

Ahotep got up and firmly held Dia’s waist. Dia, who hadn’t anticipated his actions, was pushed against the wall.

 

There was nowhere to escape now. Dia grabbed his forearm to push him away.

 

But Ahotep interpreted her small gesture in the opposite way.

 

He forcefully brought his hand down from her waist to grab her plump buttocks. Then, he swallowed her lips so she couldn’t refuse.

 

“Ugh…!”

 

Dia couldn’t defend herself and accepted his deep kiss.

 

His thick tongue filled her mouth, teasing the sensitive flesh at the tip. Despite the intensity, it felt sweet, as if she was falling deeper.

 

The scent emanating from Ahotep was pleasant, and his almost affectionate touch was enjoyable. Dia unknowingly closed her eyes.

 

“Spread your legs.”

 

Ahotep exhales excitedly and commanded her. It was the same authoritative tone he used with the woman.

 

For some reason, rather than rebellion, it evoked a sense of obedience. Dia obediently spread her legs, breathing heavily.

 

Ahotep inserted his knee between Dia’s legs and whispered,

 

“I will check it myself.”

 

“Ha, ugh…”

 

“Whether it’s wet or not.”

 

Pressing her wrist, he urged his hand into her underwear. But as Dia resisted with what little rationality remained, he whispered eagerly,

 

“I’ll Insert my fingers before checking with my cock.”

 

“Ugh…”

 

“Because if I insert it right away, Imight tear it.”

 

Dia couldn’t meet Ahotep’s gaze. He was a man who shattered his opponent with every word.

 

Even though she wanted to escape from this situation, she simply couldn’t. Her body stiffened as if frozen. He arrogantly forced his opponent to submit to the end.

 

Dia finally closed her eyes and inserted her hand into her underwear. Although it was moist inside, she didn’t moisten her fingers. Instead, she withdrew her dry fingers and said with a trembling voice,

 

“Don’t talk nonsense. You’re the one who’s wet.”

 

Would he buy it?

 

Would Ahotep easily accept her lie? While Dia nervously swallowed her saliva, Ahotep grabbed her wrist. Then, he sucked on the fingers that claimed to have touched her vagina.

 

“Ugh…”

 

It was hot. Like caressing her entire body, his damp and soft tongue licked her index finger.

 

Ahotep closed his eyes, as if savoring the taste, and smiled.

 

“It smells like flesh, not pussy.”

 

“What…?”

 

“You’re insisting I put my cock in.”

 

At that moment, Ahotep turned Dia around and pushed her against the wall. Her perspective changed. Now, all she could see was the white brick wall.

 

From behind, Ahotep lifted her skirt and pushed aside her damp panties. Then, he forcefully inserted his large, thick glans into Dia’s vagina.

 

“Hey. You’re wet.”

 

“Ah…!”

 

Her tight vaginal walls forcibly widened to accommodate the intrusion. It was hot and painful. Moreover, the invading glans felt hard and thick like a rock.

 

Unknowingly, Dia scratched the wall with her fingernails. It felt like her delicate flesh would tear apart. Yet, Ahotep continued to mock her wet vagina and attempted to penetrate.

 

“Ah…! Stop, please…!”

 

“Relax. It’s all in.”

 

Ahotep lightly slapped her buttocks as if pacifying a troublesome child.

 

Dia’s face flushed with embarrassment. Regardless of her reaction, Ahotep pushed his glans all the way to the base.

 

“Is it your first time? You’re trembling so much.”

 

“Ah… Please… Huh!”

 

Ahotep licked his tongue while looking at the barely inserted vagina. He hadn’t expected her to be a virgin.

 

In Hittite, virgins and young women were treated like babies. It was annoying to have to deal with someone who had crossed the age of adulthood without any experience.

 

He felt momentarily angry. It felt like he was burdened with an irritating task.

 

“Fuck.”

 

Ahotep grabbed her shoulder with a face devoid of excitement. He couldn’t believe he was the one to penetrate Dia Meskenet for the first time.

 

“Give me your hand.”

 

Ahotep’s voice became less courteous than before. He forcefully grabbed her trembling hand and brought it to her clitoris.

 

“Keep stimulating until I’m done.”

 

It was a contemptuous tone. Dia bit her lips, feeling as if she had been degraded.

 

Ahotep seemed to have no intention of considering her situation. Instead, he seemed ready to forcefully penetrate her vaginal walls if she didn’t masturbate.

 

In the end, Dia reached out and caressed herself. Ahotep chuckled at her action.

 

“For someone who said she didn’t want it, you’re quite proactive.”

 

“Huh… Ugh… Yeah.”

 

Ahotep’s mocking words were true. The narrow vaginal passage expanded greatly due to the huge glans, doubling the pleasure. Whenever the hidden clitoris was gently stimulated, her vaginal walls trembled.

 

Now, Dia couldn’t control the situation. She just wanted to be dominated by this man, to be devoured by him.

 

“Now… Huh, put it all in…”

 

“Ha.”

 

As Dia squirmed her vaginal walls, she squeezed and released his penis, fueling Ahotep’s desire.

 

He couldn’t resist and embraced her hips. The hole, which had only managed to hold the glans, expanded abruptly and forcibly swallowed his penis.

 

“Ah! Oh, ugh…!”

 

Dia’s face contorted in pain. It was her first time experiencing such a large penis. Although it was just a game, she was a veteran.

 

But my goodness. Ahotep’s was disproportionately thick and huge, defying common sense. Even though he had only moved a little, her stomach felt full.

 

“Just a bit of the pillar went in, and you’re writhing.”

 

“Uh, ugh…!”

 

Ahotep narrowed his eyes disdainfully at Dia. Unlike women who had been penetrated several times, Dia trembled just from the insertion of his penis.

 

Suddenly, Dia’s face contorted with pain. Such rough sex, which required so much coaxing, was a first for her.

 

“As you’re going to move, widen the hole. Don’t annoy me.”

 

“Ah, ugh… Huh…!”

 

Ahotep began to withdraw his horrifically long penis.

 

When the pillar, which had been immersed in the ejaculate, was exposed to the air, it glistened. The elastic vaginal passage contracted again, as if asking when it would happen.

 

Ahotep licked his lips. He wanted to thrust roughly until she cried in pain.

 

“Huh…”

 

Unable to resist, he pushed his penis back in.

 

Dia’s body flapped like a fish, struggling. Once again, she seemed tormented as if pain had swallowed her.

 

However, Ahotep, feeling a strong desire, thrust deeply.

 

“Ugh! Ah, it hurts…! Ah!”

 

“You’re exaggerating for something that stretched quite a bit.”

 

Ahotep pulled the corners of his mouth as he looked at the thin membrane that had widened like a penis.

 

If he continued to thrust roughly, it would tear. Normally, he would have made her bleed as per his usual style, but Ahotep didn’t do that.

 

Instead, he grabbed her dripping breasts, swaying towards the floor.

 

“Uhng!”

 

Interestingly, her response was quick. When he scratched her nipple with his nails, she let out a feeble moan.

 

He chuckled and this time grabbed her small nipple. It quickly erected as his hand touched it. What had been buried was now plump as if it would ooze juice. It was a sight rarely seen.

 

Dia, startled by Ahotep’s rough touch, twisted her waist and screamed.

 

“Aaaah! Stop it, ah…!”

 

But Ahotep had no intention of listening to her refusal. Instead, he inserted her red nipple between his fingers and shook it vigorously.

 

“Ah, does this feel good?”

 

“No… Ah, gasp…!”

 

At the same time, he forcefully inserted his thick penis.

 

“Ah, it hurts… Ah, ah!”

 

“I’ll admit it. I like your moans.”

 

Ahotep poured his weight onto Dia and savored her thin collarbone. If this small woman had dared to resist him, it would have been cute.

 

He squeezed her breasts again and twisted them forcefully. Dia almost seemed to faint. Her parted lips looked like a vagina, stimulating his instincts.

 

Finally, he impatiently swallowed her lips.

 

“Uwop…!”

 

Dia Meskenet’s success only annoyed him. Yet this woman, deeply ingrained in his mind, did not release his body.

 

Ahotep kissed her as if possessed. It was a dazed and fearless kiss. Despite his aggressive affection, she did not resist and accepted his tongue to the end.

 

“Ha… Damn.”

 

In the end, Ahotep pulled his head away first. The woman he had intended to swallow was now overwhelming him.

 

“Aak…”

 

The walls accustomed to his penis twitched on their own, stimulating Ahotep. It was an extraordinary vagina that could make him curse.

 

Ahotep lost his sanity and struck Dia’s buttocks.

 

“Aha! Stop it, ah…!”

 

She spat out curses in surprise. Ahotep was pounding her buttocks like a madman.

 

The once white flesh had turned red and messy. He sighed long and low, as if he preferred it that way.

 

“I didn’t know this would be so delicious.”

 

It wasn’t something a man who had dressed Dia in a prostitute’s clothes at a funeral and fed her penis would say, but Ahotep spoke confidently without knowing his place.

 

He thrust into Dia with even more vigorous piston-like movements than before. Milk shook in all directions.

 

“Aho… tep, ugh… Damn!”

 

“Even if you come inside, it shouldn’t matter.”

 

“No… Please…!”

 

“I’m sorry, but it seems like I’ll climax soon.”

 

His indifferent and dry words made Dia anxious. Was it because of her body, which felt real even though it was a game?

 

She felt nervous even though she wasn’t really pregnant.

 

“Take it out now. I don’t… Ah, ouch!”

 

“If you get pregnant, it’ll feel even better.”

 

“What… Ah!”

 

Ahotep squeezed Dia’s breast and squeezed her buttocks.

 

She was a woman who would soon die anyway. A woman who would disappear after the succession test. But if such a woman became pregnant for once, she could save the child.

 

Ahotep smirked vilely and continued to thrust his penis.

 

Soon, the hard glans reached her innermost depths. Her walls tightened around Ahotep’s member as if to say, “It’s time.”

 

Contrary to Dia’s protests, her vagina craved his semen. He ejaculated under her cervix with a sneer.

 

Semen oozed out of his urethra like thick syrup. Dia’s face turned pale.

 

“This crazy bastard… Ah!”

 

“Stay still. It hasn’t all come out yet.”

 

Ahotep, who had subdued her movements, ejaculated consecutively. Thick semen dripped down her walls vividly, giving her goosebumps.

 

“Ugh… I hate it… Ah!”

 

“Your tightness is impressive. Are you trying to milk me dry?”

 

“When did… Ugh.”

 

Ahotep withdrew his glans, dripping with semen, from Dia’s vagina. Even without intentionally touching it, his semen continued to flow out. It was magnificent.

 

“It feels like I’m pissing. Dia Meskenet.”

 

He laughed scornfully and then inserted three fingers straight into her vagina.

 

“Ah…!”

 

“Let’s see if you can squeeze more out. Even if you try, you won’t be able to get it all out.”

 

He found it amusing how she struggled even to accommodate his fingers. Playing with such a body would only result in it breaking sooner or later.

 

Her vagina was so small and tight that it refused to stretch. It was frustrating that it didn’t stay widened for long even if he thought it had. Although the tightness was exquisite, it wasn’t his preference.

 

“Don’t touch there… Ugh!”

 

When Ahotep pressed the protruding knob inside, she trembled, and a stream of fluid gushed out onto the floor.

 

Ignoring Dia’s protests, Ahotep moved his fingers rapidly. When he stimulated the knob repeatedly, Dia couldn’t hold back and reached climax.

 

“Aaaah…! Ohhh…! Ahhh!”

 

Suddenly, her vaginal fluids gushed out, wetting Ahotep’s wrist.

 

He frowned. Dia’s traces were now on his body. The foul smell of her vagina and the damp, sticky fluid were repulsive.

 

“Damn it.”

 

Ahotep spat out a curse and then shoved his wet fingers into Dia’s mouth.

 

“Uuuup!”

 

“Lick them clean.”

 

Unable to decide what to do with his fingers in her mouth, Ahotep grabbed her throat firmly and urged her.

 

Dia reluctantly licked his fingers. The bitter and salty taste of her vaginal fluids was extremely unpleasant. But if she didn’t clean them thoroughly, he would get angry.

 

Dia was deeply immersed in his manipulation.

 

“Haah, um… Ah…”

 

Ahotep’s fingers, sticky with vaginal fluids, were stained with her saliva. He seemed quite satisfied as he withdrew his fingers.

 

A fairly decent sex session, reaching climax together, had ended. Both Ahotep and Dia acknowledged this. They both knew how exciting this impulsive lovemaking had been.

 

“Thank you for your hard work.”

 

However, Ahotep’s last remark came unexpectedly.

 

Dia looked at him with a perplexed expression. He seemed to have calmed down more easily than she had expected.

 

“Since I’ve treated you once, there’s no need for more visits.”

 

Dia laughed disappointedly as she straightened her clothes. Not only had she been forced inside her, but now she wouldn’t see him again.

 

If such trash appeared in reality, she would have filed a lawsuit. But this was not reality; it was a game.

 

Since Ahotep was her target for conquest, she would eventually have to share love with him. However, for now, she disliked him intensely.

 

“Ahotep, you seem to be mistaken.”

 

Dia poked his firm chest lightly with her finger. Ahotep’s brow furrowed instantly, and his lips twisted. She smiled as if to say she wasn’t to be trifled with.

 

“Even if you beg for more after tasting it again, I won’t be the one seeking you out.”

 

Having gained years of experience in dating simulations, she already knew what would become of men who spoke such trash.

 

“When the time comes, instead of putting a wig on some hated woman, come and beg me.”

 

“What…?”

 

“I’m willing to endure your disgusting penis one more time if you’re interested.”

 

Dia gently pushed Ahotep away and pulled the door handle. It seemed like Ahotep tried to grab her a beat too late, but she ignored him gracefully and left the room.

 

Clunk.

 

As the door closed, Dia’s heart began to beat wildly. She was insane. Not only had she been forced by such trash, but she had also endured it to the end.

 

But what made her even more restless was that the intercourse with him had been better than she had imagined.

 

Dia sighed as she wiped off his semen still dripping down her ankles.

 

“Be grateful that this is just a game, you bastard.”

 

Dia sat down, feeling like she might cry. She felt like she needed to take a bath to wash away this uncomfortable feeling.

 

* * *

 

Ahotep stared blankly at the door after Dia left the room. She, whom he thought would be intimidated and weakened by him, surprisingly seemed more confident.

 

It felt like he was the one who had been beaten. Now, he understood what Anaya Meskenet had said to him in her lifetime.

 

— You arrogant bastard. Eventually, you’ll end up being whipped by my younger sister.

 

The absurd remark that had seemed ridiculous at the time, why did it resonate with him now?

 

Ahotep clenched his fists. Somehow, his space felt dull and lonely without Dia.

 

“Ahotep Hetarashis” misses the player’s “flesh.” Affection increased by 5, obsession increased by 5.

 

The system window briefly shimmered above Ahotep’s head and descended.

 

Meanwhile, in the empty space without Dia, she couldn’t even notice Ahotep’s emotional changes.

 

* * *

 

Khan waited anxiously in front of the set words, waiting for Dia. Even if she refused, she followed him, but she couldn’t accompany him to Ahotep’s mansion.

 

It was partly because it was a heavily guarded area, and partly because it was something she wanted herself. However, he didn’t expect it to be so delayed.

 

Khan, who ran out of patience, stepped outside the main gate. At that moment, he saw Dia coming out of the mansion quickly.

 

“Lady Dia!”

 

Khan called out to her loudly with an anxious voice. Unlike when she was with him, Dia’s face was shadowed. She seemed sad, or angry.

 

“Let’s leave right away, Khan.”

 

Dia said, bowing her head, and walked quickly. Khan silently followed behind her, and when she tried to mount her horse, he quickly grabbed her wrist.

 

“Ah.”

 

“Lady Dia.”

 

Normally, he wouldn’t have acted so rudely. However, he couldn’t just ignore her when she looked so down.

 

“What happened inside?”

 

“Khan.”

 

“Please tell me.”

 

“Let go of this.”

 

Already tired of Ahotep’s affairs, Dia impatiently brushed off Khan’s hand.

 

“Aren’t we leaving?”

 

Khan answered with a dark expression.

 

“…Alright.”

 

Should he have apologized for grabbing her hand? No, he didn’t want to apologize to Dia. She was the one who didn’t understand his feelings.

 

The two got on the horse awkwardly. And during the long journey to the mansion, Dia thought of Ahotep. The rough sex still lingered in her mind.

 

* * *

 

Upon arriving at the mansion, Dia first ordered the maids to prepare a large bath. Then she lay down on the sofa, exhausted, and sighed deeply.

 

She could still feel his semen inside her. Just thinking about it made her angry at Ahotep.

 

It was the first time she felt such complex emotions. Moreover, he was not just anyone; he was Theo’s father. Not a stepfather, but a real father.

 

She felt a strange sense of guilt.

 

‘Surely Theos told his father to stay away from me….”’

 

Dia shook her head. What does she know. Then she bowed her head again, deep in thought.

 

Theos was the fiancé of her deceased elder sister, and Dia had sex with him, the father of such a Theo. There couldn’t be a more messed up development than this.

 

Sigh.

 

Dia stopped sighing and got up. Without even asking, she knew that the bath was ready. But when she opened the door, an unexpected figure was standing there.

 

“…Khan?”

 

Khan greeted Dia with a dull look in front of her puzzled face.

 

“The bath is ready. Shall I escort you?”

 

Dia felt a little strange, but nodded her head.

 

The large bath was located in an outdoor area connected to the mansion. There were hot springs and several relaxation areas, but the peculiar thing was that it was connected directly to the Mara Satya River. The hot spring water was red because the area contained iron.

 

However, even after waiting for a long time, no maid came to attend to the bath. Only Khan Heramut stood guard behind her.

 

“Where are the maids?”

 

“Secretary Rohard called them for urgent business.”

 

“Rohard took my maids?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Dia made a strange expression. The secretary rarely took away the master’s maids. Maybe he’s in love or something.

 

Dia picked up a towel, scratching behind her ear. Then she thought it would be better to bathe alone without being disturbed.

 

“Dia.”

 

“Ah. You can go now.”

 

“I’ll prepare the bath.”

 

Dia looked surprised at Khan. But then she saw an option on his left.

 

[Okay. Undress me.]

 

[I’m as hard as a makeshift ball.]

 

‘Oh. Crazy….’

 

The option below was screaming “Escape from Khan route” with just the text itself. Dia, seeing that there was only 3 seconds left, hastily chose the first option.

 

“Okay. Undress me.”

 

Dia, who had chosen the first option as an alternative, didn’t think about its meaning deeply. She trembled as she spoke, feeling embarrassed even to talk about it.

 

But unexpectedly, Khan was indifferent. There was no hesitation. He just silently untied the straps of her dress.

 

“Do you want me to wash you first?”

 

“Um….”

 

Dia recalled what the maids had done for her so far. First, they brushed off the dust on her body with a round and full brush. Although it was sometimes ticklish, it felt good to be clean before soaking in the bath. And sometimes they mixed honey and herbs to wash her body, which smelled quite nice.

 

But now, asking Khan to do all this made her feel embarrassed. Dia looked away and clapped her hands.

 

“I-It’s okay. I’ll do it myself.”

 

“No. I’ll do it.”

 

Ignoring Dia’s attempts to refuse, Khan moved himself. Dia swallowed her saliva without realizing it, making a sound.

 

It was because Khan’s back, preparing to bathe, was so excellent. The muscles that stood out on both sides of his spine when he moved his arms were trembling. The skin that had been naturally tanned by the intense sunlight of Hittite was also beautiful.

 

Although she was the one undressed, why did Khan seem so exposed? Dia fanned herself to cool her heated face.

 

“Dia.”

 

Suddenly, Khan turned his back, gathering tools.

 

“I will serve you as Patar.”

 

Among the various chairs for relaxation in the mansion’s large bath, Patar was one of them.

 

In Hittite, Patar, which means feathers, often referred to a soft chair used for grooming or washing the body.

 

Khan watched her toes, worried that Dia might step on the water.

 

“Please sit carefully.”

 

With Khan’s meticulous escort, Dia safely sat in the chair without falling over and could stretch out her legs.

 

“You’ve crossed the desert, so there must be a lot of sand stuck to you. Let me brush it off.”

 

“Ah….”

 

As Dia hesitated whether to stop him, Khan raised a fluffy brush. Then he slowly swept it down her legs, almost causing her to moan.

 

Dia bit her lip and suppressed the naughty thoughts.

 

“But it’s gradually rising.”

 

Whether he was focused on his task or teasing Dia, Khan gently stroked the inside of her thighs.