Vol 2 Chapter 66 – Making Up?【Vol 2 – The Condemned Knight Edition】

Several days had passed since the incident with Eleonora.

After that, she and Erik had once again been working side by side for the Royal Capital’s public safety.

They had briefly faced each other in a life-or-death confrontation (one-sided), but now they were acting together as before.

However, things hadn’t completely returned to how they were before, of course.

No, the relationship between Erik and Eleonora wasn’t bad. In fact, you could say it had improved.

The problem was Eleonora and Miriam.

Eleonora felt indebted to Miriam, and Miriam had feelings about the woman who’d pummeled Erik.

Honestly, they’d prefer to keep their distance and act separately.

However, Erik, who’d declared he would shoulder all of Eleonora’s sadism, wouldn’t allow that, and Eleonora wouldn’t let him escape either.

So they were acting together rather reluctantly.

“This won’t do…”

The one concerned about this was Erik.

No, he didn’t dislike conflict between companions—he actually liked it.

Standing between them, he could receive cold stares from both sides, and even without that, he could enjoy the tense atmosphere.

However, what existed between Eleonora and Miriam wasn’t that kind of antagonism.

What existed between Miriam and Debora was that kind of tension, though.

Eleonora felt something like guilt toward Miriam, and Miriam knew that Eleonora hadn’t pummeled Erik purely out of desire, so there was a frustration in wanting to say something but being unable to.

In other words, there was no tension—just awkwardness.

Well, Erik could still enjoy that, but it was obvious the two women didn’t want this.

Even for his own desires, he didn’t want to make them feel uncomfortable if he could help it.

So Erik came up with a plan to mediate between them.

He would arrange a drinking session and have them talk things through thoroughly.

With this, if they could clash their feelings even a little and eliminate the awkwardness, he thought.

No time like the present. Erik immediately invited them, and successfully arranged a drinking session that very day.

And then…

“Ungh…”

Miriam was on Erik’s lap, groaning with a pale complexion.

Weak to alcohol, she’d drunk just a little, vented everything she’d been thinking about Eleonora, then fallen fast asleep.

Eleonora had also drunk and gotten somewhat tipsy, though not as much as Miriam, and clashed their true feelings.

Now she sat before Erik, face bright red, quietly drinking.

“…Thank you for today, Erik-san.”

“Please, don’t mention it. Were you able to open up a bit?”

“I don’t know what Miriam-san thinks, but… I believe we were able to remove some walls. It’s thanks to you, Erik-san.”

“Not at all. This was for my sake too.”

Erik waved his hand lightly at Eleonora’s thanks.

Yes, this was for his own sake too.

He’d already learned during their previous drinking session that she was a violent drunk.

And in a situation like this where she had to vent what was inside her heart, she couldn’t do it without alcohol.

If that happens, violence toward me is guaranteed…!

Previously, Erik had a butt planted on his face and nearly suffocated to death.

He wanted to taste that pleasure again.

His proposal had been mixed with plenty of such desire.

“Hehe, mediating between Miriam-san and me is for your own sake? Erik-san, you really are kind.”

Not knowing Erik’s fetish, Eleonora misunderstood in a positive way.

Perhaps he who was never seen through by anyone was actually quite impressive.

“…Why can Erik-san be so kind to people?”

“Kind, you say?”

“Yes. Like me, who turned to helping people because of my sadism, I think most people help others seeking some kind of compensation. But Erik-san doesn’t have that. It’s mysterious, or rather… I can’t understand it.”

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Eleonora probed a bit deeper.

No, Erik was also doing this to satisfy his desires.

He just never let others sense it.

In terms of acting, Eleonora was quite impressive too.

If it weren’t for Erik with his similar fetish, she would never have been seen through.

“I’ve been like this since long ago. It’s just my nature.”

Yes, Erik’s hardcore masochism was from long ago.

That’s why he’d repeatedly thrown his body into such situations since way back.

“…Really, Erik-san, you are kind.”

Eleonora giggled.

Erik noticed her face had turned bright red and her eyes were unfocused.

Heh… it’s almost time.

Erik judged that Eleonora no longer had her usual rationality.

He’d created the same situation as before.

Getting Miriam, who was wary of Eleonora in various ways, drunk on alcohol seemed to have been the right call.

The woman before him was starting to sway her head unsteadily. A clear sign she was completely drunk.

Now, what would be done to him?

Erik waited excitedly.

Like before, smothered by her rear until near-suffocation? Summoning those imposing gauntlets for a thorough beating?

Either way, Erik would welcome it wholeheartedly.

The restraints removed by alcohol might unleash her sadism.

Last time the shopkeeper had stopped her, and apparently Miriam had woken during that exchange, but now he’d learned from that and rented a private room.

There was no longer anyone to stop a rampaging Eleonora.

Come on, Eleonora-san. Please pummel me!

“…Erik-san.”

Erik had been internally raising his obviously impure desires, but since Eleonora’s voice had taken on a serious tone, he decided to restrain himself for now.

“Since Erik-san said you’d shoulder my sadism, I’m going to face it again and fight it. First, I’ll make an effort not to kill or torment even criminals.”

“…I see.”

Erik nodded with a solemn expression at Eleonora’s declaration of resolve.

If she did that, the day might come when she could truly understand Miriam.

“If you absolutely can’t bear it, I’ll shoulder that sadism, so please don’t worry.”

In fact, the pent-up violence might strike with even greater force than before.

Erik couldn’t stop getting excited just thinking about it.

“…Hehe, where in the world is there someone who declares they’ll get beaten?”

Despite saying that, Eleonora smiled happily.

Then, looking slightly embarrassed, she opened her mouth.

“That I can face my sadism again and drink with you all like this is thanks to you, Erik-san. Once again, thank you.”

Her black hair falling loosely, Eleonora bowed her head lightly.

Now, Erik who’d been thinking he’d get pummeled felt incomplete combustion just receiving thanks.

However, it was obvious Eleonora bore no fault, and he understood that too.

Erik had just gotten his hopes up on his own.

“Please raise your head. What I did was nothing special. I just helped a bit with Eleonora-san’s feelings as you tried to face your sadism.”

Though his feelings were complicated, Erik somehow squeezed out the words.

Receiving those words, Eleonora raised her head with a smile.

After that, a quiet silence flowed for a while.

Erik was calming his fetish, while Eleonora was enduring her embarrassment.

“…Hehe. I’m not used to thanking others, so I feel a bit hot.”

Eleonora fanned herself with her hands.

Indeed, her face was bright red. The heat was probably from both the alcohol and embarrassment.

“Phew… I’ll take something off.”

Saying that, Eleonora removed what she’d draped over her shoulders.

Erik watched without much reaction, but…

“Alright.”

When Eleonora also pulled up her simple garment, even he widened his eyes.

Her ample bosom, usually covered by imposing and heavy armor, bounced before Erik.

Fortunately, she was wearing a bra so not everything was visible, but he couldn’t help his surprise.

However, since his masochism wasn’t being stimulated, he wasn’t the slightest bit aroused—truly worthy of Erik.

“Um… Eleonora-san? There’s no need to undress that much…”

“What are you saying? I’m hot, so I have to undress. I’m doing something perfectly normal.”

Eleonora puffed out her cheeks and thrust out her chest assertively.

That the usually cool and dignified female knight would put on a strip show before him… Erik was at a loss.

He’d planned to get her drunk so she’d pummel him, but instead he got a striptease. Not happy.

Only Erik could think that faced with a woman as beautiful as Eleonora.

While he worried about what to do, she pulled down even her long skirt that hid down to her ankles.

A defenseless state with far more exposure than the usual Eleonora who minimized skin exposure.

Erik was glad he’d gotten a private room while worrying about how to handle this.

“Erik-san.”

“Yes?”

While he’d been thinking, Eleonora had apparently moved from the seat across to beside him.

She peered at him in her underwear.

Heavy-looking twin peaks were right before him, but of course Erik wouldn’t do anything.

What would she say? Maybe she’d come to her senses and give him a slap?

Thinking that…

“Erik-san, you must be hot too, right? Let’s undress.”

“Eh, ha… no, I’m…”

Eleonora forcibly tried to undress Erik as he attempted to refuse.

Being humiliatingly stripped in a place with many eyes would be most welcome, but what good would undressing in a private room do?

Erik resisted and ended up toppling over with Eleonora.

“Fweh!? …Ow.”

Miriam, dropped from Erik’s lap, woke with teary eyes.

The timing was either very good or very bad…

“…Huh?”

What jumped into Miriam’s vision was Erik and Eleonora collapsed with disheveled clothing.

Erik underneath was one thing, but Eleonora on top of him was completely in her underwear.

While feeling various soft sensations against his skin, Erik’s eyes lit up at Miriam waking.

He was looking forward to her explosion as she trembled.

“Erik-san, let’s undress…”

Meanwhile, Eleonora turned into a stripping demon, not noticing Miriam’s awakening, pressing her body against him while trying to remove his clothes.

Seeing that, Miriam finally reached the end of her patience and…

“Eleonora-san, please don’t drink alcohol anymore!”

A small thunderbolt struck.