When I Infiltrated the Enemy Nation as a Slave, the Yandere Beauties There Started a Civil War Over Me - Chapter 40: The Only One

Chapter 40: The Only One

The scent of another woman on me…?

…Ah, I see.

I hadn’t returned to Cecifelia’s estate yet, so I hadn’t thought to get rid of the lingering scent. It must have seemed strange to Lyra that a man like me would have a woman’s fragrance on him.

Since I had no reason to hide it from Lyra, unlike with Cecifelia, I decided to tell her the truth.

“Yes, I did meet someone.”

“…!?”

Lyra’s eyes widened in shock at my answer.

Was she surprised that, as a slave, I had the opportunity to meet another woman?

Before explaining further, I took a sip of the tea she had made and added more context to clear things up.

“I helped someone with something before, and in return, I’ve been going to collect some money from them. But it’s quite a large amount, and as a slave, it’s hard to carry it all at once. So I’ve been going back on different days to pick it up, and today, I went to get more before coming here.”

Hearing this, Lyra responded with a shaky voice.

“I-I understand that money is important for Lord Alex’s plans… However, if you need funds, I will gladly offer you as much as you require! So from now on, please, there’s no need to meet with anyone other than me—”

“I appreciate your offer, Lyra, and for smaller amounts, that could work… But as a slave, I don’t think it would be wise for you to openly give me large sums of money. If you keep doing that, you’d end up creating unexplained expenses within the church every time you handed me money… and eventually, that might cause problems.”

I added, “Besides, the person I’m dealing with is a noble with considerable influence. By maintaining this connection, it might benefit us in the future, beyond just the money.”

After I explained this, Lyra remained silent for a moment.

Then, breaking the silence, she spoke.

“However… I understand what you’re saying, Lord Alex… But may I ask you one last question?”

“Yes?”

By last question, I assumed that once I answered, we could finally move on to discussing the plan. 

Hoping to get to that soon, I prepared myself for whatever she might ask.

“Why… does the scent of that woman seem to be strongest around your face, Lord Alex?”

“…Huh?”

“I’ve been wondering from the start… The scent of a woman coming from you is far too strong for it to simply be from meeting and talking with someone. For such a scent to linger this much, something more must have happened… for instance, close physical contact with that woman…”

“…!”

The moment Lyra said that, memories of what happened with Celestine—things I had pushed out of my mind during the run from the city to the church—came rushing back:

“What I’m about to do is to gently heal your wounded heart, Sir Luke.”

“So this is… Sir Luke’s…”

“I will embrace you directly.”

“Ahn, Sir Luke, I’m not wearing anything right now, so if you move too much, it’ll… rub against me.”

As those memories flooded my mind, I instinctively lowered my head in embarrassment. Lyra then spoke, her voice sharp.

“Lord Alex… have you truly been involved in such things with a woman other than me…?”

“…”

Too ashamed to respond, I stayed silent, and Lyra’s voice rang out, louder this time.

“Oh, Lord Alex…! For someone as noble and great as you to be touched by a woman who fails to understand your greatness and only sees the surface with impure desires… that should never happen.”

“…?”

Confused by Lyra’s sudden words, I raised my head to look at her—only to find her with vacant eyes, yet her cheeks were flushed and her lips curled into a strange smile.

“L-Lyra…? What’s wro—”

Just as I was about to ask, Lyra moved closer to me and spoke.

“Lord Alex, there’s no need for concern… As someone who reveres and loves you, I will cleanse any impurities that have fallen upon you.”

“Wait, Lyra, what do you mean by ‘impurities’?”

“The impurity I speak of refers to anything done by another woman to Lord Alex, or any attention they give you… Anyone who fails to truly understand your nobility and greatness and yet dares to touch or get close to you—such actions can only be described as impure. And in this Elenorde Empire, there are few, if any, who can truly comprehend your greatness.”

Lyra then gently placed her hand over mine, continuing in a soft voice.

“But I am different! I am the only one who truly understands Lord Alex’s nobility and greatness, and I love you completely for all that you are…! So please, rest easy, Lord Alex. If you have been tainted by the impure desires of other women, I will cleanse you with my pure love.”

With those words, Lyra sat beside me and embraced me.

“L-Lyra!?”

“First, I will rid you of the scent left by that impure woman, replacing it with the fragrance of my pure love… Ah, to once again hold Lord Alex like this fills me with the deepest happiness…”

She hugged me tighter, holding me gently but firmly.

I had no idea what Lyra was talking about, but it seemed this all started because she noticed the scent of another woman on me.

I needed to figure out how to change this situation, focus on the plan, and think through everything, but—Lyra’s large chest was pressed against me, making it impossible to concentrate!

“Ahn, Lord Alex…”

Having someone’s chest pressed against you is distracting enough as it is, but considering I had just had my face buried in Celestine’s chest not too long ago, it made things even harder to focus. 

I had only just managed to stop thinking about that, and now it was all flooding back. With Lyra’s large chest pressing against me, even through her Saintess robes, there was no way I could concentrate!

I needed to get her to back off.

“L-Lyra… would you mind letting go of me now?”

I tried to ask as calmly as possible, hoping not to upset her. After a brief pause, Lyra replied.

“Yes… I suppose this is enough for your body.”

She finally released me. Wait, your body…?

That part caught my attention, but at least I could think a bit more clearly now—until Lyra spoke again.

“Next, I’ll cleanse your face, where the scent of the other woman seems to be strongest, and replace it with my fragrance!”

W-What!? So that’s what she meant by “your body”… And wait—this isn’t over yet!?

As I stared at her in shock, Lyra tilted her head and spoke.

“But still, it’s puzzling… Even if your body was pressed against someone, that alone doesn’t explain why the scent of a woman is strongest around your face. So, Lord Alex, could you please tell me what exactly that person did to you?”

“Explain…? That’s not something I—”

I trailed off, remembering how embarrassed I felt when I told Celestine what Cecifelia had done to me. The thought of going through that embarrassment again made me hesitate.

Seeing me struggle with my words, Lyra spoke.

“Oh, Lord Alex… You were subjected to something so awful that you can’t even speak of it, weren’t you…? In that case—”

Suddenly, Lyra grabbed my arm and began pulling me along.

“W-Wait! Lyra!?”

Before I could react to her unexpected behavior, Lyra laid me down on a bed and climbed on top of me.

With her left hand touching her lips and her right hand on her stomach, her expression remained distant, her eyes vacant, yet her cheeks flushed red. She gave a seductive smile and, in a sweet voice, said:

“No matter what has been done to you, Lord Alex, let us engage in an act of supreme love that can cleanse away any impurity.”