Chapter 76: The Girl Watching "Chrysanthemums" with Her Beloved (Backdoor Seggs Brutal)

Chapter 76: The Girl Watching "Chrysanthemums" with Her Beloved (Backdoor Seggs Brutal)

The sun slowly dipped behind the mountain range.

The dim light of dusk spread through the forest, casting everything in a pale golden glow.

Somewhere within the woods—

Excalibur and Excalibur Galatine were planted side by side into the ground.

Their shadows stretched long across the earth, their forms indistinguishable at a glance.

Artoria sat beneath a tree, knees drawn up to her chest, her head resting against them as she gazed ahead.

Her eyes sparkled with joy.

Part of it stemmed from the sheer thrill of receiving Excalibur from the lake.

But the other part—

Her gaze flicked toward Excalibur Galatine, standing parallel to Excalibur.

Who would have thought that she could share such a profound connection with Ian?

What an unexpected and precious blessing.

"I'm back."

Hearing the voice she longed for, the girl turned her head to see Ian returning, his arms laden with fruits.

He smiled wryly, saying, "Looks like we'll have to settle for these tonight."

"That's fine."

Artoria's smile remained unwavering.

"As long as I'm with Sir Ian, I don't mind what we eat."

Crack—

The fire crackled as flames licked the wood.

In the darkened forest, it was the only light near the lake.

"This forest really does have an abundance of fruit," Artoria observed, her eyes on Ian's bounty.

"It must be thanks to the strong Spirit here. Even the land's bounty seems more plentiful."

"Umu, indeed," Ian replied, though he refrained from sharing the truth with her.

After all, he had known about this for a long time.

He had once ventured here with Morgan, long ago.

This was the princess's birthplace, a place so deeply etched into Ian's memory that he recalled every detail—none of which seemed to have changed over the years.

But there was no need to mention any of this.

"Yes, the bounty is impressive. To achieve something like this, their power must truly be extraordinary."

"Umu."

Artoria nodded, her gaze lingering on the fruits.

An idea—a mischievous one—sparked in her mind.

She turned to Ian, her expression alight with a playful smile.

"Sir Ian, these fruits look delicious."

She picked up an apple and held it up toward the man beside her.

"Would you like to try some?"

"..."

Seeing her outstretched hand, Ian didn't need to look closely to know that Artoria's face was brimming with expectation.

He chuckled softly before leaning forward to take a bite of the apple in front of him.

"Mm, it tastes wonderful."

"Really? Really?!"

"Then—"

Artoria took back the apple.

"Since Sir Ian said this apple is delicious, I won't be polite anymore!"

After saying that, the girl took a bite right where Ian had just bitten, then revealed a happy smile as if she had just kissed him.

However, she didn't know that.

This little intention of hers was soon seen through by the knight beside her.

[You realize that Artoria is very happy right now because the two of you are alone.]

[You know that this is the best time to make her even more depraved.]

[Your purpose is to control her, not to enjoy sweet moments with her in this place.]

[You are a despicable knight, of course you won't let this opportunity go by.]

This is the best opportunity.

As Artoria was about to take a second bite at the bitten spot on the apple, the despicable knight began to act.

He took the girl's hand and pulled her into his embrace.

He whispered in her ear:

"Artoria, let's play a game."

"Game?"

"That's right." Ian nodded.

"Let's see if you finish the apple first, or if I get to enjoy your beauty first."

Hearing that, the girl didn't answer right away, only nodding her head shyly.

Clank—

The girl took a bite of the apple.

The high boots that covered her feet were removed, and the stockings inside were also exposed.

The girl finally knew how to beautify herself—the stockings had a style that could be pulled back to accentuate her legs.

The cowardly knight reached out and pulled them down from her thighs bit by bit.

Her plump legs, but not making people feel redundant, were revealed in just a moment.

They were white and smooth, the beauty that this age deserved.

Cạch—

The girl took a second bite of the apple.

The king's long, wide skirt was gradually lifted, as if the stage curtain was slowly rising before a grand play began.

The moonlight of the night shone down on the girl's beautiful garden, without a trace of weeds.

If a visitor were to provoke the fence, they would hear the sound of a rabbit running away.

It was a very lovely sound.

Cạch—

The girl took a third bite of the apple.

The king's robe fell to the ground, followed by the armor.

The girl's curves were also illuminated by the moonlight, gently outlining a beautiful figure.

Ian lowered his head, tasting a bit of the wet red snow, his throat immediately filled with a small sweetness.

"I guess I win."

He grabbed the girl's hand, forcing her to stop biting the unfinished apple.

"Artoria, you lost."

"…"

Although she could only make mumbles in her throat, the girl still nodded.

"Then—"

Ian picked up Artoria who was holding the apple.

"Since you lost, you have to accept the punishment."

"Otherwise, this match would be meaningless."

[You picked up Artoria. ]

[You took her into the lake. ]

[You knew you had to make her fall even deeper. ]

[You already had a plan in mind. ]

Perhaps it was thanks to the blessing of the spirit that the water temperature in the lake did not decrease much even at night.

The warm lake water soaked their bodies, making them feel like they were taking a bath.

Ian temporarily took half of the apple out of the girl's mouth, placing it aside.

Before the other party could reply, he directly put his soft tongue soaked in apple juice into his mouth.

The girl initially resisted a bit.

But when her hand was grabbed by Ian and he gently caressed the familiar wine glass, she completely lost her will to resist.

Her body began to rise and fall, the frequency and curve completely dependent on him.

The usually ruthless king was like a fish struggling in a net, no matter how much she shook it was useless.

After a while, when the girl's body was shaking to the point of almost going limp, Ian finally stopped.

He leaned close to her ear, speaking softly.

"How is it? Do you feel terrible when you lose?"

"I feel it..." Artoria's whisper rang out.

"Then from now on, we can't lose."

"...Sir Ian, I know."

Although her will was almost withered from pleasure, the girl's expression looked very happy.

Perhaps for her, being in such close contact with her lover like this was truly the happiness she should have at her age.

Ian realized this, feeling a little miserable but still did not stop his despicable behavior.

He lowered his head to kiss her cheek and continued:

"Artoria, didn't you say before that you wanted a chance to continue enjoying beautiful things?"

"Eh?!"

The girl raised her head, slightly surprised. .

"Sir Ian, what do you mean now…"

Although Arturia said this with an embarrassed expression, she did not have the slightest thought of backing down.

She wanted to receive his attention, so why should she refuse it?

"It might be a little different from what you think."

Ian continued to wipe the girl's wine glass with one hand, while the other hand fell into the lake.

Within a few seconds, the girl's body suddenly trembled.

"Sir Ian, there…"

"Artoria."

Ian whispered into her ear:

"Actually, I feel like it's not the right time to continue this."

"But--"

"Seeing you work so hard, I think it would be unfair if I didn't help you try new things in some way.~"

"Sir Ian…"

Arturia's eyes showed some illusion of being pampered.

"I understand."

"In that case, please respond in a way that you feel is appropriate."

"Artoria, thank you."

Ian seemed calm on the outside, but was in turmoil on the inside.

[The lake's surface swayed gently. ]

[You and Artoria became clean thanks to its cleaning. ]

[It seems that the spirits do not object to what you do and they seem to welcome you. ]

In the moonlight.

The girl collapsed on the shore of the lake.

Her two legs were still soaked in the lake water, the rest of her body fell onto the grass by the shore.

The moonlight shone on her body, reflecting the purity of the snow.

Not far away, Excalibur and Galatine were still silently stuck in the ground, like two silent witnesses. (Dun stallion: Yahallo, comrades)

"Artoria, are you okay?" A man's voice rang out from behind the girl.

"Well… okay, Sir Ian, please begin."

Looking out at the backyard, where the girl was inviting him without any doubt, Ian's animalistic nature was still lured out.

This place, was not the land where the bondage was binding her.

Then—

Let's use this place to continue her downfall.

Like this, she will definitely have a deeper recognition of this feeling, until she completely collapses.

The man raised his hand, picked a blade of grass by the bank, gently disturbing the small and round flowers.

The girl's body immediately reacted as if it had been electrocuted.

"Are you scared?" Ian asked deliberately.

"No, I'm not scared at all, it's just… I'm not used to it yet."

Knowing that Artoria was only worried that he would give up because of this reaction, Ian secretly kept this secret.

He ignored the blade of grass, and instead grabbed the girl's unfinished apple, gently twisted it, squeezing out a bit of sweet juice.

This was an extremely necessary measure.

The normal path that couldn't be walked on, naturally there wouldn't be any favors from the showers.

A little bit of slightly damp apple juice, was the best companion all along the way.

But for the girl, this is a somewhat cold experience - although she will not hesitate just for the favor of the person she loves.

Everything is ready.

Ian took a deep breath, then reached out to grasp the straight curves on both sides of the girl's backyard, as if he was holding a divine treasure.

He lowered his head and kissed the girl's white back.

"Artoria, are you ready?"

"U umu...I'm ready, Sir Ian."

"Okay--"

"I'm going in."

Ian took a deep breath and began to act according to the plan in his heart.

This was a much more intense experience than he had imagined.

It would feel difficult once he reached the beginning of the road.

After walking a short distance, I heard the girl scream.

"Can't stand it?"

"Nothing." The girl bit her lip, "Sir Ian, I really like it."

Ian couldn't tell if she was really not afraid or if she didn't want him to worry about her.

But no matter what, it was just an inevitable step on the path of corruption.

Driven by external forces, the apple juice flowed little by little into the depths of the backyard.

The girl's eyes were initially still not calm, then gradually widened.

She had overestimated herself and underestimated him.

This was not as easy to accept as imagined.

The girl's two hands were waving on the grass on both sides, after everything was really pushed in, there was already a lot of broken grass in her hands.

But this was just the beginning.

If you want to maintain a continuous pleasure, you should never stay still.

"Are you okay?"

"It seems like you've been twitching nonstop."

"Um umu, it's okay!" The girl held back her tears.

"Sir Ian, please don't hesitate."

"Just like our oath, let's continue!"

Ian knew that Artoria was lying.

Having had sex with Morgan countless times, he knew what a girl would look like when excited.

But--

This was his original intention.

Making her feel ashamed but she would accept everything.

He wasn't a good person, he was just a bastard despicable enough to kill his fellow knights just for Morgan.

"Then Artoria, I won't be polite anymore."

"Umu… please continue."

The girl's backyard garden gradually opened up amidst the bustling flow of people coming and going.

After a while.

The despicable person's irrigation water flooded all the backyard paths until it overflowed and dripped into the lake.

The girl's eyes also widened several times, as if she felt some kind of heat.

I'm happy?

Of course it was pleasant.

It's just that Ian always felt like needles were prickling his heart.

But no matter what, at least go out first.

But at this moment——

The girl grabbed Ian's hand.

"Sir Ian, the night is still very long."

"Please... give me more."

"I... don't hate this at all!"

"..."

Ian was speechless.

This sincerity made him feel that sooner or later he would really cross some line.

The lakeside at night also welcomed the girl's cries amidst this anxiety.

(t/n: seggs scene is sponsored by google translate, i don't know if it's good for english speakers, but i tried my best. stupid chatgpt and its stupid policies)