CHAPTER 42: AISHA ACCEPTS TO SACRIFICE HERSELF FOR THE SAKE OF HUMANITY

"Wait, Father, what do you mean by that? How can we let Aisha, our little angel, be tainted by that filthy brat?" Roland shouted in anger and disbelief at the words of his father.

"Yes, my niece definitely can’t go there," Markus also supported his brother.

But the pope had a calm demeanor as he stood up.

"I have already made my decision. Unless Aisha herself rejects this, I intend to follow through on it. My intention is for the greater good," he said as he walked toward Aisha.

Gently, he patted her head like a kind elder and asked, "Do you have any disagreement, my child?"

Aisha had a troubled expression.

’Me? marrying that rogue Ummm....It doesn’t sound bad,’ she thought, but immediately shook her head.

’No! No! It’s not that I like him or something. I just need to ensure he doesn’t become a disaster for humanity. I’m thinking about everyone’s safety, yes, that’s it,’ she nodded at her conclusion.

’Besides, I have to repay him for saving me, though he already stole my dignity,’ she immediately blushed at the thought.

But then, with a deep breath, she turned towards her grandpa.

"I don’t have any problem, Grandpa," She said with a resolute expression. with determination in her eyes

"For the sake of Humankind, I am ready to even sacrifice my body."

The pope smiled at that and nodded at her decision, but in his head, he thought.

’Sigh....When did my little girl become such a tsundere?

.......

...........

My name is Valerian, and I know it, and you guys know it as well.

But what we both probably don’t know is why...

"Why is the bed so wet and smells like the profound essence of a female in her prime?" I uttered with a sage-like expression.

Yes, the first thing I noticed after waking up was the wetness of my surroundings and the intriguing smell coming from it.

’I told her not to bother me, but I didn’t expect she’d use me as a fapping material.’ I grimaced at my conclusion.

"Now then, where is the culprit behind this mess?" I muttered and looked around the room, noticing nothing until the sound of a door opening echoed through the room.

Through the door emerged steam

No, not the gaming platform, the gaseous form of liquid kind of steam

And my red-haired wife, Eleanor, clad in only a bath towel.

’So there was a bathroom attached to the bedroom,’ I thought while checking out her figure wrapped in only a towel.

’That’s kind of erotic how the towel tightly bounds her melons,’ I thought with observing eyes.

Eleanor noticed my gaze and, with a teasing smile, she lowered the towel to barely reveal her nipples.

And winked at me, tempting me to go and ravage her like a beast.

But it takes more to tempt me than that, Dear.

Besides, I have a question for her.

"Eleanor, can I know why the bed is wet?" I asked with an annoyed smile.

At my question, Eleanor’s expression immediately shifted to avoidance as she acted confused.

"What do you mean? wet I don’t know anything about that"

I sighed and got up from the bed to arrive in front of Eleanor and hugged her waist. While looking deeply in her eyes, "I don’t like you hiding things from me, Eleanor. Say it clearly, what did you do?"

I said in a cold command while caressing her waist and rubbing her plump ass.

She let out a moan at the subtle tease, but looked defiantly at me, "I pleasured myself, what! Do you have a problem with that?"

Her defiant and direct speech surprised me a little, making me instinctively hug her tighter and look at her in anger.

"You belong to me, Eleanor. Only me, you can only pleasure yourself when I allow you to," I whispered to her ear, making her tremble.

"But—" She was about to protest.

But her lips were sealed by mine, and she gave up protesting and melted into the kiss.

Eleanor hugged me tight and wrapped her hand around my head, leaning more into me as her lips wrestled with mine and her tongue danced in sync with my own.

"Mhmmm~ ahmmm~"

The sound of wet kissing echoed in the room for a whole minute until I broke the kiss.

"Huff, You Cruel Dummy. Not only are you making me have to share you, but you are also rejecting my right to pleasure myself," she pouted. Then, with a whisper, she muttered, "Then you leave me no choice but to resent you, Darling."

I laughed at those words and whispered back, "I don’t care whether you resent me or not because I know you can’t live without me, and it’s your fault, not mine."

She intensified her pout at those words and stepped back with a huff.

"humf I don’t care anymore"

And then walked towards her wardrobe to get dressed.

I smirked at Eleanor’s reaction and observed her actions as she got ready.

....

A few hours later

"..."

I stared blankly as I finally saw Eleanor getting dressed in a black gothic dress.

’Why did it take so damn long, huh? I don’t understand. She took an entire half an hour to just decide what to wear, and another half to comb her hair. And she didn’t even apply any makeup at that’

Is it supposed to take so long.....

"Ah, I forgot to wear that," She said and walked back towards her dressing table.

’Wait, there’s more,’ I thought in disbelief as she opened a black box placed on her dressing table.

...and took out a black rose.

"A black rose, no, it’s somewhat red," I blurted out, and she looked at me with a smile.

"Oh, this is a special rose found in our realm, which helps calm the desires of a vampire along with their bloodlust," She explained, showing the flower.

"Almost every vampire has this to calm their desires, and how much black it is signifies how much the wearer uses it to suppress their feelings."

’I guess she needs this more than ever now that she has to share her Husband,’ I let out a wry smile at the thought.

’So it is something of a restraint,’ I thought, and remembered a similar flower was on Erzsabet’s head.

Eleanor placed the flower properly on the right side of her head, making her appear more beautiful.

"So, Darling, let’s go meet the other bitches" she hugged my arm and said with a smile.

"Ah, Yes..." I said and paused, hoping nothing bad would happen.

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.........

"My daughter, I have a very important mission for you." A man with a greying beard said to his daughter, who was immersed in countless books, each of which seemed old and filled with notes

"Please, Dad, I am busy. Please don’t bother me, and I am not attending any blind dates anymore," The young woman said with an annoyed expression as she looked back at her books.

"What if I say this involves that man who left you in this state?" He said, immediately grabbing his daughter’s attention.

"What do you mean, Dad? I already told you not to be involved in my affairs," she shouted in anger, and the man just calmly looked at her.

"My daughter Isabella, that man you are chasing after is already married now," he said, shocking the woman, who is revealed to be Isabella.

"What!!! No, it can’t be Valerian can’t get married no no don’t lie," she exclaimed, and clutched her own head in despair.

"It’s the truth, my daughter, and he is married to five women, and if that old bastard of the church succeeds in his plans, it will become six," He said with a calm expression to his daughter.

"What do you mean by church and five wives, Valerian? He is a normal person. How did he get involved in this?" She muttered in confusion and disbelief

Her father just walked out with the words "Follow me to my study and we’ll talk there also, take a bath before you do. I don’t want my workplace to smell like a dumpster like here."

Isabella was now more confused and worried.

’Did Valerian get involved in the schemes of these old monsters? No, I can’t let him get hurt or die in some experiment, not before he acknowledges my feelings.’

But the words her father left made her bite her lips and head to her bathroom to prepare to get ready for the talk with her fatrher.

Isabella undressed in the changing room and entered the shower.

As the cold water hit her face, she thought of her first meeting with the man she would come to hate and hold intense resentment for

She let out subconscious tears as she thought about how she could forever lose the opportunity to hear the words, ’I acknowledge that you are capable of loving someone,’ from his mouth.

"Valerian, please don’t leave me like that..." She pressed her head against the wall and cried.

Not knowing this feeling of loss started to bloom into the feeling called love, she didn’t know of before