Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death Chapter 18 Part3

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Translator: mii

Editors: sleepchaser, ASplashofMusic

[Warning]
This chapter contains disturbing content. Please read with caution. Discretion is advised.

I choke on my breath. What I hoped won't happen, really did. This is too disgusting.

“What are you saying…?”

“I also want you to feel good after all. That's why I added a little something to your drink. It'll make you feel nice and comfortable. But don't worry. It won't harm your body. Come morning, its effect will dissipate. Saular sometimes gives it to his lovers."

“Medicine…”

“Well… I think he put in the one with a stronger dosage, but it shouldn't be a problem.”

Not good.

Is he serious? This is the worst.

So the tea's been tampered with?

Now that I think about it, Droopy Eyes was the one who made it and brought it over.

Why did I even drink it?

But it's too late for regrets.

“Hey, don't think about it too hard. Just be obedient and enjoy yourself. Those who enjoy life are the winners. Occasionally accompany me, and I'll let you do whatever you wish, okay? I will treat you well. If you want to be captain, I'll let you have that position. If you don't want to work, you can just stay in my house and I'll support you forever. We can play for the rest of our lives. So what are you so dissatisfied about?"

“What are you─”

The captain of the Royal Knights straddles me on my thighs, restricting my leg movement. He also restrains my wrists above my head with a hand.

Now I can't escape..

Such a disgusting guy is an adult. And even a knight. He is much stronger and larger in build than me. I'm just a bit larger than a child in physique.

Not to mention, I've been drugged.

Even if I can blast him away with magic, it will require quite a long incantation. And there's no way he'll let me finish it. The moment I start, he will definitely stop me. As I thought, the greatest enemy of magic in this world is “Cast Cancellation” magic.

He slips his free hand beneath my shirt, slowly caressing my chest. It makes my scalp numb.

“Stop it! Let me go, you d.a.m.ned perverted a.s.shole!!!”

The black-haired knight widens his eyes in surprise. “You're surprisingly strong-willed. Oh well. Training a rebellious kid like you into an obedient kitten also sounds fun.”

He lets out an indecent laugh from the back of his throat. And in one quick motion, he tears off my shirt.

His damp hands creep higher, and I can feel my stomach churning. Unpleasant to the extreme, to the point of me wanting to vomit.

“S-stop it, you a.s.shole! Don't touch me!”

“Such fair and beautiful skin. You're also very prideful, just like that person… Good, very good. I found it bothersome to attend that rural swordsmanship tournament, but every cloud has a silver lining. I got to meet you, after all."

He sweeps his sweaty palm from my neck to my chest, before settling to stroke my belly.

So disgusting.

“Come on, just relax. I'll make you feel good now. Just enjoy it. I'll be very, very gentle…”

His face approaches my throat. He licks his lips.

And then, he licks my collarbone slowly.

Disgust, anger, and fear flares in the pit of my stomach. For a moment, my mind blanks.

“Let's do it once here, then move to the bed after that. Okay, Lian?”

What do you want to do?

No, I know what he means even if he doesn't say it. He's going to rape me.E. Really the worst.

Run. I need to run away.

But how?

There must be a way.

As if Lady Luck is smiling on me, I suddenly recall a ghost of a memory. A technique taught by the sword instructor.

It's for self-defense and is single-target, used especially when the limbs are restrained. But exactly how to perform it, I just can't recall.

Remember it! I need to remember it!

“I-I understand.”

To lower my opponent's guard even by just a little, I stop resisting.

“I will obediently follow you. So…”

The black-haired knight's smile deepens. “Good kid. You should've done that from the start. I'll make you feel better soon.”

He unfastens my trousers, his large hands that explored my upper body trailing beneath it.

And then I wait for him to come closer, swallowing the nausea and disgust that threatens to empty my stomach.

The force holding me down lightens.

That grinning man's face approaches mine.

In order to keep him unaware of my plan, I slowly take a breath, while storing of my strength in my abdominal muscles.

The moment he is about to kiss me, his head tilting slightly, I headb.u.t.t his face with everything I've got.

Just like what that strict instructor taught me.

The resounding 'thwack' is music to my ears.

With a groan, he pulls back, covering his face with one hand.

His grip on my wrists loosens.

Not missing this chance, I quickly pull my arms down.

Success!

I then clasp my hands together, and forcefully elbow his jaw.

“Arghhh!”

I roll down from the sofa to the floor, to the bottom of the table, and all the way up to the other side.

There, I immediately try to stand.

The strict sword instructor had drilled into my head to take advantage of the obstacles when fighting opponents. In other words, those aren't just obstacles, but a weapon of use. My chances of winning will come from there.

Between us, there is a long and heavy low table made of stone. He won't be able to catch me immediately, no matter how fast he runs.

Thank you, thank you, sword instructor! What you taught me has been useful!

Because of you, I managed to protect myself. Really, thank you, master! I'll treat him to his favorite dish snack later, dried fish with a side of potatoes and distilled liquor. Lots of souvenirs as well!

Seeing the man rise to his feet from the other side of the table, a moan escaping his lips, I bolt toward the exit.

But my feet are about to lose their strength. d.a.m.n it.

"Wait, you brat!"”

As if I'll wait for you!

I grab the door handle, pull it open, and dash through the hallway.

I struggle to keep on my feet. The surroundings blur as I shoot through the halls. Down four flights of stairs, and through the large hotel lobby.

I shake off all the voices and hands of the pa.s.sing employees and hotel guards.

And somehow, I manage to leave the hotel.

Special thanks to Kupo-san, Lenette-san, and FrostyMoksan for the ko-fi!

A small thought: Wait, doesn't that mean the ‘original Lian' got raped by this Viper guy? o.o

Anyway, our little kitten doesn't need a hero to save him, he is a professional at running away…!!!