Chapter 5 — The Princess Returns
“Ren, I’m here!”
Lyra entered his room with a cheerful smile.
“Oh, you’re back.”
Ren opened his eyes. He had been meditating before her arrival.
With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the maids. Once they were gone, he cast a soundproofing spell over the room.
“Come sit beside me.”
He patted the empty space next to him.
“All right.”
Lyra quickly sat down beside him. She hesitated for a moment before glancing at Ren.
“Umm… Ren, can I help you today?”
Having lived such a sheltered life, Lyra still didn’t fully understand the things that had happened between them the previous day. Yet the unfamiliar sensations had clearly left an impression on her. She found herself looking forward to experiencing them again.
Before coming, she had even taken the initiative to cast the cleaning spell on herself and had been waiting in nervous anticipation.
Now she simply sat beside him, quietly waiting for what he would ask of her.
Ren didn’t answer with words. Instead, he reached out and firmly wrapped his hands around her full chest over her clothes, kneading her soft breasts.
“Ah—!”
Lyra gasped, her head tilting back as the sudden warmth spread through her.
“Relax, Lyra,” Ren murmured.
He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. Lyra’s eyes widened at the soft, unfamiliar sensation, but she didn’t pull away. She had never experienced anything like it before. The strange feeling left her momentarily frozen, yet she did not resist.
After allowing her a moment to adjust, Ren deepened the kiss. His tongue forced her lips open and invaded her mouth, chasing her tongue as he kissed her deeply.
“Ahh…”
“Huff… huff…”
“Hero… Ren…”
Lyra tried to speak, but the intense kiss left her struggling for breath. All she could do was hold onto his shoulders, her body trembling under his hands.
The aggressive kiss continued for a while before Ren finally pulled back, leaving a thin trail of saliva connecting their lips.
“What… what was that?” Lyra panted, her face burning red as she caught her breath.
“Didn’t it feel good, Lyra?” Ren asked, his hands still kneading her chest through her dress.
“That… I… I did…” she admitted, letting out a soft whimper when he pinched her sensitive tips through the fabric.
“That’s called a kiss,” Ren explained calmly. “How about you try giving one to me this time?”
“O-Okay,” Lyra whispered, her face flushing even deeper.
She leaned forward and clumsily pressed her lips against his, doing her best to imitate what he had just done. Her movements were awkward and inexperienced, but she tried earnestly.
‘These clothes are getting in the way.’
The heavy layers of her royal clothing made things more difficult than necessary, but Ren didn’t let it bother him. He continued fondling and squeezing her breasts while kissing her tongue to tongue.
They continued their secret routine for quite some time. Lyra gradually became more comfortable with the unfamiliar intimacy, while Ren kept using the Spell of Corruption to accumulate more energy.
Eventually, their time together came to an end.
Lyra was still flushed and somewhat dazed when she stood up.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Ren.”
“All right.”
She gave him one last glance before leaving the room.
Once the door closed behind her, Ren immediately returned to his training.
He sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.
Inside his body, the corruption energy he had accumulated continued to gather. Ren combined it with his mental energy and began drawing mana from the surrounding air.
The mana surged toward him, pouring into his body far faster than before.
‘This Spell of Corruption is proving to be extremely useful.’
He continued refining the energy, steadily increasing his mana capacity.
With each passing moment, Ren’s foundation grew stronger.