Chapter 53

Is there always so many beauties in the capital city? (4) – unedited

“Erina, does it hurt?”

“It’s bearable.”

That’s a lie. It sounded like my feet were screaming for help. I wanted to find a river and dip my feet in the cool water.

If an ordinary person like me had accompanied me, I would suggest taking a break for a while, but I wouldn’t be willing to say such a thing because I’m going with the Demon King. The book is really too much. Couldn’t you have given me a little bit of ability before I get transmigrated? For example, if I poop, gold comes out. Like so. Or whatever it is.

I was walking like a machine, losing focus because I had been walking the whole time without a break. Without any thought in my head, I was just letting my feet do what it told me to, but my body suddenly tilted and floated up.

“Let’s go like this.”

“Huh?”

Merson was walking, supporting my legs and back. aka a Princess carry.

“Hey, it’s uncomfortable. Put me down.”

“Then how can I hold you?”

“It’s not that, it’s uncomfortable.”

“Would you like me to put you to sleep?”

“I hate that even more!”

He was walking around with the rest of the luggage, and someone on his back, how can I sleep comfortably? Oh my God.

Even if I don’t know for a moment, the destination was the capital city of Trencia. Even riding a carriage, I couldn’t rely on it to go to sleep peacefully over such a long distance that would take five full days.

Merson didn’t stop unless I told him to stop.

“Put me down.”

“Erina, if you walk too much and you get to the point where you can’t walk, that’s going to be a problem. There may be situations that require treatment. Then I think it will take more time. Right?”

I couldn’t object. Going here and there would be a burden. Moreover, the side where I continued to walk was more likely to be a burden.

I couldn’t find the words I was willing to say, but Merson continued.

“I have the strength and Erina has a plan, so this is okay.”

“… There is no such thing as a plan.”

“The plan is from the moment Erina decides to do it.”

“What do you mean?”

“That is for me. I’ll be Erina’s plan.”

After walking around and talking with Merson all day, the sun was setting. I was still in Merson’s arms, who, far from showing a sign of difficulty, walked at a faster pace than when he walked with me.

Carrying the luggage of the two of us, and when I was having a hard time, he took me into his arms in a princess carry I had only seen in dramas, Merson felt like a…….

“Farmer son.”

“Did you call?”

“Son, so cool, very cool! Awesome Merson!”

Then night came. Uncertainly, it looked like the rain was about to come, and the clouds came and even the moonlight was obscured.

“Merson, let’s sleep here today and leave tomorrow when it’s bright.”

Without a tent to expect, no sleeping bags or anything like that. The only thing I could trust was the Demon King’s cloak.

It was spread out, so it was wide enough for two adults to lie down. Fortunately, it was a summer night, so it was not cold, but the insect attack seemed inevitable.

“I’m going to give a lot of blood today.”

Tap.

As I finished my words, Merson snapped his finger. A semicircle curtain of blue tinted around us.

Thanks to the faint light, the surroundings, which had been covered with darkness, became brighter. An unknown insect jumps up and down, bumps into the curtain and turns around.

“… are you okay with doing magic?”

“It’s tiring.”

I knew it. He did physical labor all day, so of course it would be difficult to use his magic.

“Let’s cancel this magic.”

Suddenly Merson’s eyes open. He let out a hot breath and whispered in my ear.

“Erina can fill it up.”

“… how?”

I wasn’t asking because I didn’t know. The words were uttered in bewilderment at the strange atmosphere.

Merson snapped his finger one more time, and my body felt refreshed. Traces of sweat that had been clinging to me were also wiped off, leaving a refreshing feeling. He cleaned me.

As he pressed my shoulder, my buttocks naturally landed on the cloak on the floor. Merson knelt on one of his knees and took my shoes off.

Merson started massaging my swollen feet. Merson rubbed my feet as skillfully as he had before when I went to pick the mulcho and my feet swelled up.

“It’s okay now.”

Even if it was washed, it was magic, so I was embarrassed to give him my feet. I pulled my feet to get out of Merson’s grasp, but to no avail.

“It will be fine tomorrow.”

His hand, which had been gently holding my foot and massaging it, came up to my calf. He rubs it painlessly and then climbs up to my thigh. As his fingertips brushed against the tender flesh on the inside of my thigh, I made a strange noise unknowingly.

“Hurts?”

“Huh… no.”

I was sitting with my legs spread apart with the bottom of my dress rolled up as Merson took a seat between them and moved his hand. My posture was too lewd to look at, and I was about to close my leg, but Merson pressed the inside of my thigh.

“Huuht…….”

I stared at Merson thinking that he was doing it on purpose, but Merson’s expression was infinitely serious. I tried to hold back my moaning because I thought I was the only one who felt strange.

But at some point, Merson’s fingers blatantly went deeper.

“Ha-uhk… Stop it, you can stop there.”

One of his long fingers pierced my labia and started sweeping through it. The liquid flows out between the stiff fingers and slides gently.

“Stop…… !”

A hand quickly rubbed my clitoris, moving his arm behind my hip, I grabbed his shoulder.