The Genius Son-in-law of the Swordmaster Household—Blessed by Authority Chapter 102 : Obsession (2)

Obsession (2)

"Damn, kaa...!!"

Despite Aris's pressure, Ian did not submit.

– Sssmirk.

"As expected..."

As if amused.

Aris smiled even more mischievously.

"I never thought it would be easy from the start, Young Master Ian."

And it only makes it more satisfying to ta you this way.

– Srrrr!

Once more, Aris's chill pierced into Ian's body.

"Kuh, haah!"

A force much rougher than just before.

All of his mana circuits rampaged out of control, and his vision blurred with sparks.

"Kk, kuuk...!"

Strength automatically entered his limbs, and his internal organs twisted, as if they would imdiately be forced out both up and down.

The waves of violation tore through Ian's entire body without restraint.

"Ha, haa...! Ha!"

Thus, one minute passed.

A minute that felt like an entire year.

He barely endured it.

"Amazing."

Aris shone her eyes with a look of pure fascination.

She gently stroked the wrist of Ian, who she was pinning down.

"Most people would've already lost control by now. Even though it's your first ti, you lasted all the way here. You're the first, Ian Greysel."

"Ha, haa...!"

Ian forced up the corners of his mouth, which were twitching on their own.

"So you've done this kind of thing often, huh? What a truly disgusting hobby."

"Of course! This sort of thing is all about repetition and practice. I especially did it a lot with my knight commander, Roxy."

Roxy.

Roxy Lockberman.

Captain of Aris's direct Heavenly Beast Knights, and a Grandmaster swordswoman.

"Ah! But it's a secret from Roxy. That I said this. She gets really embarrassed."

"And she still remained loyal to you after going through this crap?"

Even in his previous life, Roxy was the knight who stayed by Aris's side until the very end.

During the Hisperion civil war, even when Aris's downfall and defeat were certain, she stayed steadfastly by her side.

Her personality was a little rough, but as a knight for Aris, she was more than excellent.

"Heh. Roxy hated it at first too. But now, apparently, she views it as a reward."

So there was this kind of background.

Was that loyalty forged through discipline and training?

Well, thinking about Aris's personality, it wasn't all that surprising.

"Poor Lady Roxy."

"Hm. You'll end up liking it too, you know?"

"I can guarantee that'll never happen."

"No, Young Master Ian. Your will doesn't matter for this."

Aris slowly licked her lips.

"No matter how much you don't want it... your body's sensations will steadily, bit by bit, start to change."

She whispered, as if right in his ear.

"Because right now... I'm in the process of remaking your body."

"W-what!"

Ian shuddered all over.

"Y-you're crazy! Stop right now!"

Ian struggled wildly.

But with his aura totally sealed, there was no way he could throw off a Grandmaster.

"Haha!"

Aris laughed cheerfully like a girl.

"Your reactions are fun. Don't you like your body getting changed against your will?"

"Kuh...! Who'd ever like sothing like this!"

"Heheh. Roxy said sothing similar at first. She didn't last long, though."

"Ku, kuhh...!"

Ian looked up at Aris with shaking eyes.

Even Grandmaster Roxy Lockberman succumbed to this 'remodeling' technique?

If sothing like that were done to him, could he even say he'd be the sa person as before?

If even Roxy turned into Aris's dog because of this...

'No!'

Ian struggled even harder.

He had a mission as important as his own life.

Yuria, Sophia, Scarlet... people he had to protect.

The Demon Grand Dukes and the greater demons... beings he had to kill.

If he lost himself to Aris's "remodeling" and turned into her tool... her toy...

That was no different than death.

"Get off , right now!"

– Kwaaak!

Ian shouted furiously, but Aris only gripped his wrist even tighter.

"Ugh...!"

"Calm down, Young Master Ian. There's no need to be so scared. It won't be as bad as you think."

Ian ground his teeth.

"If you really plan to keep this up...! I'm not just going to sit back and take it."

"And what if you don't sit still?"

Right now, Ian had no aura and his body was completely restrained.

But he wasn't entirely without options.

'I'll use innate magic power!'

Innate magic power.

The source magic power that can be called pure life force itself.

If used up, death is unavoidable, and even using only a little shortens one's lifespan. On top of that, recovering it is extrely difficult.

'But it's better than losing my sense of self here...!'

Ian glared at Aris, resolved to burn through half his life if he must.

"......"

Aris sensed, instinctively, what Ian intended to do from his gaze.

"...... You're going to use innate magic power?"

"Think I can't?"

"No. I think you really could, right now."

Aris silently gazed at Ian for a mont.

Ian did not avoid her gaze, either.

"......"

"......"

Their staring contest lasted a short while.

Then Aris spoke in a gentle voice.

"If you're willing to go that far, it can't be helped. I'll back off. I don't want to hurt you over sothing like this. So calm down, Ian Greysel."

But contrary to her words, she still didn't release his wrist, nor move off of him.

"Then get out of the way, now."

"Relax. The punishnt is over now."

Aris playfully tickled Ian's face with her loose hair.

"Instead, I'll give you a reward this ti."

"I don't need it, so scram...!"

Just as Ian tried to start struggling again.

– Whish!

Aris's hand moved swiftly.

– Tap!

– Grab!

She switched from pinning down Ian's wrists with both hands to holding them with one.

"Ugh?!"

Then, Aris brought her now-free right hand to her lips.

– Snap!

She bit hard, drawing blood.

"What the...!"

Before Ian could even speak.

– Ssk!

"Mmmp!?"

Aris shoved her finger deep into Ian's mouth.

"Ugh!?"

Aris's blood imdiately began to well up in Ian's mouth.

"Kuhk!"

Ian coughed, choking on the blood.

So splattered onto Aris's face.

But she didn't remove her finger—she pushed it in even deeper.

"Drink, Young Master Ian. My Heavenly Blood."

Heavenly Blood.

The peerless elixir, noble blood containing all the blessings of the Hisperion lineage.

Just a few sips of it could turn a frail person into the strongest man in the city.

"Ugh, ugh!"

– Gulp, gulp!

As Aris pushed her finger even deeper, the Heavenly Blood was forced down Ian's throat despite himself.

"Don't resist. Take it slowly... We have plenty of ti."

"Ugh, guh...!"

With not a hint of aura left, Ian's body was flooded with Heavenly Blood, and the intense shock almost made his brain go numb.

It felt just like coming ho on a freezing winter night and warming up with a bowl of hot, gentle soup.

'Damn...!'

The mana circuits frozen by Aris's chill were lting smoothly in the warmth of the Heavenly Blood.

'... So that's why she tornted my mana circuit like that!'

To make the reward she gave taste even more stimulating and pleasant.

'So she trained Roxy the sa way.'

As the mana circuits that had hardened from Aris's chill lted, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

It felt like his body, from head to toe, was dissolving.

This was Aris's poison at work.

A poison she used to ta Ian, bit by bit, as her own.

'But—'

If it's sothing like this, I'll drink as much as you want.

Compared to the Heavenly Blood of the Heavenly Sword Lord, it was inferior, but even so, the blood of Hisperion's direct line was still a peerless elixir.

If he drank as much as possible now, he could exponentially strengthen his physical body.

To protect Yuria and his precious comrades, and one day slaughter all the Demon Grand Dukes.

If the poison of a wicked woman could help with that, then Ian would drink it without hesitation.

– Gulp! Gulp!

Ian resolutely began to actively take in more of Aris's Heavenly Blood.

Aris smiled in satisfaction.

"See? Didn't I tell you it wouldn't be bad? You're so honest in your reactions, it's adorable. I think you have talent, Ian. I'm glad you like your reward."

Aris slowly released Ian's wrists.

The mont his two hands were freed, Ian grabbed Aris's wrist.

Then, as if squeezing out the blood, he massaged Aris's hand and wrist.

It must have hurt quite a bit, but Aris didn't care. She simply brushed Ian's hair gently.

"If you hadn't brought back Kargon, I wouldn't have been able to escape bla for this incident."

She would have lost her position as Sword Dragon Hall Head.

And since Kargon's mother, marcellin, wouldn't have left her alone, she might have ended up exiled to the far frontier, like Theo.

"Thanks to you, Ian... I get to keep watching you. This is both praise and a reward for that. Take as much as you want, and drink slowly."

– Snap!

Ian bit Aris's finger even deeper, making the wound more severe.

A sharp pain made Aris frown, but she still did not withdraw her finger.

After all, even if Ian bit with all his might, all he could do was widen the wound a little.

Looking down as Ian, she continued slowly.

"And the top prize for this trial... the Millennium Golden Essence, I'll give it to you too. That's what you wanted from the start, right? Even though the trial ended all muddled because of the demonic humans... no one can complain if I give it to you."

Before the demonic humans had appeared, Ian's score had been overwhelmingly first, and he had even saved Kargon directly from them.

And with Aris, the Pavilion Head herself, comnding him, who would dare object?

"......"

Ian mouthed the finger, making eye contact with Aris.

Giving him not only Heavenly Blood, but even the Millennium Golden Essence as well.

It was far more generous than expected.

He almost felt like thanking her.

"By the way, it's starting to hurt quite a bit. Is my blood that tasty?"

"......"

– Gulp, gulp.

Ian remained silent, simply focusing on drinking the Heavenly Blood.

It was a rare opportunity—he had to drink as much as possible.

"If you want, once a year... I could collect the essence from my own blood and give you a Heavenly Blood Pill, too?"

"......?"

Ian looked up at Aris with wide eyes.

She'd give him sothing so precious? With no conditions? The calculating, cold-hearted Aris?

"Of course, if you swear loyalty to ."

"......"

Ian's gaze turned cold.

So that's how it is.

There's no way Aris would just give away sothing so great for nothing.

Of course, objectively it wasn't a bad deal.

A normal knight or swordsman would have nodded without hesitation.

From so perspectives, it was extrely generous.

Just by joining Aris's camp, he'd receive a Heavenly Blood Pill—the elixir of heaven—once a year.

But for Ian, it was the worst possible deal.

Because he already had a master: Yuria.

'And I can copy Heavenly Blood as much as I want later with the Authority of Projection.'

Not to ntion, Yuria had 'True Heavenly Blood', a tier even higher than Aris's blood.

Later on, he'd be able to copy as much of that as he wanted... Aris's Heavenly Blood was nothing.

When Ian's rejection beca clear, Aris clicked her tongue in disappointnt.

"I see. You're not going to give in so easily after all."

She licked the corner of her mouth.

"Which only makes you look tastier to ."

Ian was the type whose heart was hard to snare, but once you got him, he'd never betray you.

Aris never expected to win him over in one go, and even his stubbornness pleased her.

Couldn't you sense his conviction?

"For now, I'll let you go, Young Master Ian. Out of consideration for you."

"......"

"But one day, you'll willingly beco mine. You'll have no choice, Ian Greysel."

"......"

Ian glared at Aris as he gulped down the Heavenly Blood.

Not in a million years. That will never happen.

-------------= Clacky's Corner -------------=

Damn, Ian got assaulted...

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