SOTBW - 55

Gwyneth hurried her steps and arrived at the location where the Romsoa Knights were stationed.

The knights there seemed to have heard about Maximón’s actions, and their faces were filled with unease, but like the other knights, they didn’t openly show it. However, even seeing the Romsoa knights greeting her calmly, Gwyneth couldn’t quell the anger she felt.

It was none other than Nathan. Though his influence was no longer what it once was, Nathan Armunzen was still the fourth son of the Armunzen family, one of the three great noble houses in the Kingdom of Bastronia. The Duke of Armunzen would not sit idly by.

There were certainly a number of nobles who were eager to tear into Maximón and the Elgort family, so why would he commit such an act? Gwyneth stormed into the knight’s quarters to reprimand Maximón, only to hear from the knights there that he was at the commander’s residence.

If it was the commander’s residence, that was where Maximón had imprisoned Najane. Gwyneth’s expression twisted slightly. When Najane declared she was leaving the Romsoa Knights, Maximón had confined her to the residence.

It was then that Gwyneth had sensed Maximón’s obsession with Najane. Whether he was after her swordsmanship or whether it was her, Najane Schnicks, who held his interest, Gwyneth wasn’t sure, but she was certain it was the latter.

It was impossible for Maximón to become attached to anyone other than Edwin.

Gwyneth pushed past the knights’ attempts to stop her and headed toward the residence. Soldiers had completely surrounded the area. As Gwyneth approached with an angry expression, a knight who had been walking lazily along the wall hurried over to block her path.

“Archbishop, what brings you here…?”

“I hear Maximón is inside. I need to have a word with him.”

“You cannot. There is a strict order to not let anyone in.”

“I don’t want to fight you, but move aside. If you continue to block me, I’ll turn this place into a sea of fire.”

With an unusually cold expression, Gwyneth ignited flames in her palm. The knight, startled by the blazing fireball, stepped back. The knight glanced between the residence and Gwyneth, unsure of what to do. While Maximón was feared, Gwyneth was not someone to take lightly either. After all, who would dare to fight someone with divine powers?

The knight fiddled with his sword and glanced at the soldiers. The soldiers, unaware of his internal conflict, looked at the flames Gwyneth had conjured with awe. If they allowed Gwyneth inside, not only the knights but also the soldiers guarding the place would likely lose their heads.

After hesitating, the knight whispered to Gwyneth in a low voice.

“…If you enter the residence, please subdue me and make it seem like you’re forcing your way in. Otherwise, the ones guarding this place will lose their heads. Will you promise to protect me and the soldiers? There was already a disturbance in the residence earlier…”

“A disturbance?”

Gwyneth clenched her fist and extinguished the flame.

The knight scratched his head and muttered in a barely audible voice.

“Yeah, well, the soldiers guarding the residence tried to kidnap Najane. I’m not sure what exactly happened…”

“What?”

“Shh, hush. Keep your voice down. It almost caused a major incident within the knights.”

This was the first Gwyneth had heard of such an event, but seeing how carefully the knight was speaking, she instinctively nodded in apology.

To think they tried to kidnap Najane.

Even though Najane was an outsider, she was still a knight of the Romsoa Knights. But more importantly, why would someone kidnap a knight? Even if there were ten experts like Najane, it wouldn’t be enough to defend Noctis Fortress. It was an utterly baffling situation, and Gwyneth couldn’t help but be stunned.

“So, did they catch the ones who tried to kidnap Najane?”

“Fortunately, the commander caught them.”

“Then they must have been killed immediately.”

Gwyneth clicked her tongue.

The knight shook his head.

“No. I heard they’re all locked up in the torture chamber.”

“…Maximón didn’t kill them immediately?”

Instead of answering, the knight shrugged and moved aside.

“Once again, Archbishop, you’ll have to subdue us and force your way into the residence.”

Perhaps still anxious, the knight repeated the same words. Gwyneth patted the knight’s shoulder with a reassuring expression and crossed the main gate. The door to the private residence was simply open.

Gwyneth, fiddling with the doorknob, stared down the long hallway inside. The residence was as silent as if no one were there. Gwyneth quietly closed the door and carefully moved forward.

He opened all the doors on both sides of the hallway, but there was no trace of anyone living there. Gwyneth was pushing the doors, whose hinges made unpleasant sounds, with the back of his hand when he suddenly sensed someone and stopped.

Gwyneth’s gaze fell on an arched doorway. Opening that door would lead directly to the central living room. Gwyneth hesitated for a moment as he was about to turn the doorknob. He heard a strange sound from beyond. Startled, Gwyneth stepped back. It was clearly a woman’s moan.

Surely Maximón wasn’t raping Najane. No, he wouldn’t have learned something so terrible from Lucas and started imitating him.

Maximón, unlike Lucas, had no interest in women…

But what if he really was assaulting someone? What if he had committed such a foolish act to physically subdue someone?

Gwyneth’s violet eyes gradually darkened. It would have been good if he had the belief that Maximón would never subdue a woman, but unfortunately, Gwyneth didn’t absolutely trust him. Maximón had done too many things in the past for that. The incident with Nathan, for example.

After careful consideration, Gwyneth grabbed the doorknob again. He slowly pulled the door open so as not to make a sound, and through a thin gap, the woman’s moans became even clearer.

Gwyneth’s expression quickly turned troubled. Looking into the living room through the crack in the door, he saw Najane lying on the table. Maximón was grabbing Najane’s hips and roughly thrusting into her, then lowering his upper body and showering her sweaty neck with kisses. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the living room.

But what made Gwyneth even more bewildered was Maximón’s expression.

Maximón was biting his lower lip hard to suppress a smile that was about to burst out, but he looked undeniably happy. He seemed pleased that Najane was intoxicated with excitement and unable to control her body, panting heavily.

Gwyneth didn’t know how to accept this lewd and bizarre scene unfolding before his eyes. If it had been the usual Maximón, he would have quickly noticed that Gwyneth had entered the residence.

But now, he seemed completely oblivious to his surroundings, absorbed in the thought of pleasing Najane in any way possible.

Najane stretched out her hands and tightly gripped the edge of the round table. Najane’s fingertips trembled each time Maximón buried himself deep inside her widened opening and then slowly withdrew.

This was not rape. She was willingly accepting Maximón. As if she was familiar with her relationship with Maximón…

At that moment, Gwyneth and Maximón’s eyes met. Startled, Gwyneth stepped back. But Maximón smiled knowingly without any sign of embarrassment.

Maximón roughly flipped Najane over and leisurely rubbed his stiff cock as he kissed her. The red flesh moving busily between her two wide-open lips was clearly visible.

Maximón kissed Najane’s eyelids and looked straight at Gwyneth. Gwyneth unconsciously muttered, “Crazy bastard.” But Gwyneth knew he should leave the residence immediately, yet he couldn’t move from his spot. It was as if the soles of his shoes were stuck to the floor.

He continued to stare at Gwyneth and slowly lowered his cock towards her flushed opening. As the blunt head advanced inward, Najane curled her toes and embraced Maximón.

Excited moans began to fill the empty living room again. Maximón embraced Najane’s head so that she wouldn’t notice Gwyneth and continued to have sex. And he made Najane cry out as if to show Gwyneth. Najane clung to Maximón’s neck, her lower abdomen arched, and pleaded in a sobbing voice.

“...Maximón, just, just a moment… the training in the afternoon… Ah!”

Maximón paid no attention to her words and thrust so hard that the table slid back. Najane’s calves, lifted into the air, trembled thinly. He looked down at Najane, averting his gaze from Gwyneth.

Najane bit her lower lip until it turned white, as if she had reached her climax in an instant.

Maximón stroked her lips with his slightly wet fingers. When she released her bitten lip, a long sigh escaped. The narrow opening continued to pulse, tightly gripping his cock. He smiled falsely gently and brushed Najane’s hair back.

Tonight, the Selenu Knights will guard the fourth wall instead of Romsoa. Even knights need to rest sometimes to properly perform their duties. It’s a rare day off, only a few times a month.

Maximón planned to be with Najane all day today. Of course, Najane’s opinion had nothing to do with that plan.

As her climax ended, Najane’s lower abdomen, which had been tense, slowly flattened as the tension released. Maximón gently stroked the mound smeared with fluids. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, as if the excitement hadn’t subsided.

Maximón gently rubbed her stiff nipple with the tip of his tongue. As the subsided pleasure reignited, Najane pushed Maximón’s shoulder. He smiled faintly and nibbled on her nipple.

“To think I neglected you like this for so many days when you enjoy being tumbled around so much. My mistake. I’m sorry, Najane. But you don’t have to worry anymore. Every single day, I’ll make sure to fill you up…”

Before Najane could even respond, Maximón pressed his lower abdomen against hers and moved his hips again. She cried out. He grasped her sweat-slicked breasts and gazed with a satisfied look towards where Gwyneth had been.

He had intended to show more, but Gwyneth had already fled. Maximón looked down with a regretful expression.

It would have been better if a more gossipy person had been spying. If dirty rumors about the relationship between Maximón and Najane spread throughout Noctis Fortress, she would be isolated in Romsoa and forced to stay here forever, with no chance of escape.

Maximón thrust his cock into her with smacking sounds and kissed Najane’s fingers. From now on, he would let everyone know. Who Najane Schnick belonged to, and what would happen to those who treated her carelessly.

And who could control Maximón Elgort, whom even Taylor Elderketh could not control…

He roughly kissed Najane, imprinting the fact that she enjoyed having sex with him into his mind.

“…I’ll give you everything I have. There’s definitely something among them that you’ll like.”

Najane, panting beneath Maximón, didn’t even hear his words. Maximón, who was sucking on her delicate neck, ejaculated in an instant. But he didn’t stop. He spread Najane’s legs wide and thrust his cock back in as if he hadn’t just ejaculated.

As the hip movements began again, Najane sobbed. The places where their skin touched were white with fluids and semen.

Pitiful screams echoed throughout the residence, but unfortunately, none of the soldiers outside heard the sound. And that was very disappointing for Maximón.