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🕑 Added 2025-05-17 21:42:48 +0000 UTCEP.100 [Elisabeth Reaches Climax and Squirts on Eugene's Face.♥]
"Hihihi... Hahahah! Hooo! It's so strange... Hihiihi!"
Squirt...!
Whoosh...! Pffft! Pffft pffft pffft! Whoosh...!
Throb...! Throb...! Throb...!
Elisabeth, who had been passionately rubbing her genitals against Eugene's massive penis, suddenly squirted a thick stream of fluid.
After experiencing her first climax, Elisabeth arched her back and vigorously moved her lower body, momentarily forgetting her weak physical condition. She dynamically sprayed her squirt forward.
It seemed that squirting was a trait common to the women of the Oblean family, especially with their large lower body size.
"Hmm... This liquid feels familiar... Ah, yes, it's a squirt!"
Gurgle...! Gloop...! Gurgle...!
Elisabeth's squirt, which was sprayed with great force, naturally landed on Eugene in front of her. Although he was in a dazed state, Eugene realized that the liquid attacking his face and body was indeed a squirt.
"It feels like Jeanne's squirt... Hmm, it's similar. Ah, then this must be a dream?"
Eugene's thoughts shifted, and he began to think that the situation wasn't a dream but rather that the woman on top of him was Jeanne, not Elisabeth.
Of course, Eugene had never directly experienced Jeanne's squirt before, but he remembered the feeling and the sensation when it accidentally splashed on his face. This made him wonder if he was mistaking Elisabeth for Jeanne.
"What the...? Am I so drunk that I'm confusing Jeanne with Elisabeth? Damn, how drunk am I?"
As Eugene's perception of the situation changed, he felt a sudden realization. He couldn't believe he was confusing Jeanne's silhouette with Elisabeth's.
However, Eugene's understanding of the situation was about to take another dramatic turn.
Sigh...
"Ah... This is so strange... Hihiihi..."
As the squirt subsided, Elisabeth began to relax into the afterglow of her orgasm. Her body started to undergo a magical transformation, as if she were warping away.
The dimensional gate movement, powered by empathic energy collected through her weapon inventory contract, could only be used towards the person who generated that energy. Another weakness of this ability was that once the energy was depleted, Elisabeth would be forcibly warped back to her original location.
Thus, having exhausted her empathic energy, Elisabeth was being warped back to her academy dormitory.
Swoosh... Sigh...
The silk nightgown and underwear that Elisabeth had shed were also warped away, along with the squirt that Eugene had been covered in.
For Eugene, this meant that everything must have been a dream.
"It must have been a dream. This is definitely a dream."
He concluded that all the events were just a dream, especially since Elisabeth couldn't possibly be there with him.
"Ah, I'm still so tired..."
Bam!
If it was a dream, then it was understandable, especially after drinking the night before. Eugene decided to go back to sleep.
"Hihihi... Hihiihi... Hahahah... Brother..."
Throb...! Throb...! Throb...! Tingle! Shiver...!
Meanwhile, after being warped back to her dormitory, Elisabeth was still experiencing her climax, sitting on what she thought was Eugene's penis. Her body and lower half were trembling like a willow tree.
Her weak physical condition made it difficult for her to support her own weight, especially without the support of Eugene's penis. She was still squirting occasionally, and now her bed was getting wet as well.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..."
Thud!
Eventually, Elisabeth couldn't support her heavy buttocks and fell onto her bed, her massive breasts with erect nipples bouncing uncontrollably.
"I'm so thrilled, brother... Hihiihi... Finally, this Elisabeth and brother had sex... We've become one, brother... Hahahah..."
Elisabeth felt that what she had experienced was definitely sex, and she was overwhelmed by the lingering pleasure of her climax. She was deeply invested in the idea of unity with Eugene.
A loud whooshing sound filled the air, created by something massive and heavy.
"Ah, my beloved greatsword!"
This was the sound of Eugene Schneider practicing with his greatsword in the morning.
Since becoming a greatsword expert, Eugene had never missed a day of practice. However, during his recent two-day journey to Alexandria, he hadn't been able to train as much due to the busy group life with about 30 people.
Now, after three days without proper training, Eugene woke up early to practice his greatsword.
"Hmm... My condition seems off... Is it because I didn't sleep well last night?"
Eugene was enjoying the fresh air and the nostalgic feeling of training without his upper body clothing, reminiscent of his days as a novice monk. However, his form wasn't perfect, likely due to the lack of sleep and the effects of drinking the night before.
"Ah, I need to think about this... I slept really well after my awakening, except when I was involved with those Sophists."
As Eugene reflected on his sleep, he became serious.
"When I was half-asleep, I just dismissed it as a dream, but having such an explicit dream about Elisabeth is not normal. I genuinely care about her and hope she's doing well at the academy."
Eugene's dream had been too vivid and disturbing, especially considering his past actions.
"I don't want to think about it, but if it were a more romantic scenario, I might have accepted it. But now, I wonder if there's a part of me that's more twisted than I thought."
Eugene questioned his own psyche, especially after the incredibly realistic sensation of Elisabeth's actions in his dream.
"Wow! The fresh air! Training like this reminds me of my monk days!"
Eugene took a deep breath, enjoying the moment. He was in a forest near the lodging provided by the Iron Cross Knights. After a light jog to warm up, he began his training, appreciating the beautiful scenery.
Just then, a woman's voice interrupted him.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
The voice was cautious and slightly alarmed.
"Thomas, do you know where Commander Eugene is?"
Thomas was checking the roster of the Red Fox Mercenaries early in the morning when he was approached by Davis, the deputy commander of the Iron Cross Knights. Davis had been instructed by Anthony to treat the Red Fox Mercenaries with respect, so he used a title when addressing Thomas.
"Ah! Deputy Commander Davis, you returned safely after completing your urgent mission last night. As for Commander Eugene... Let me see..."
Davis had returned around 4 AM after resolving an issue with the transportation of the Pietà Trading Company's goods. Thomas had heard about it through intermediaries.
Thomas began checking his notes to find Eugene's whereabouts.
"Marie told me that Commander Eugene went to find a suitable place for morning training. He said he'd be over there, beyond that hill. He should return by lunchtime; he always keeps his meal times with his comrades."
Thomas checked his notes because the nights in the mercenary camp were chaotic, with many events happening, making it hard to keep track of everything.
After finding Eugene's schedule, Thomas pointed out the direction to Davis, indicating where Eugene was practicing his greatsword.
"Is it over there?"
"Why are you reacting like that, Deputy Commander Davis?"
Davis looked surprised when Thomas pointed out the direction. Thomas sensed something was amiss and asked what was wrong.
"This is unfortunate. I wanted to tell Commander Eugene not to approach that area, but I'm too late."
Davis sighed, seemingly trying to convey a message that had been delayed due to unexpected events. He had intended to tell Eugene first, but since Eugene was already gone, he approached Thomas instead.
"Why? Is there a monster over there?"
Davis hesitated, and Thomas mentioned monsters, sensing something was off.
"No, it's not that... The area over there is part of the private estate of Vivian Saint-Pierre, the heiress of the Pietà Trading Company and a duchess. This area is also her private property, but she hasn't opened it to the public. It's her personal walking path."
Davis explained, looking concerned. The area Eugene had chosen for his training was a restricted part of Vivian Saint-Pierre's estate, a powerful figure in Alexandria's trade.
"Is that a woman's voice?"
Eugene turned around, still shirtless and enjoying the fresh air. The voice behind him belonged to Vivian Saint-Pierre, who had returned with Anthony's help early that morning.
"Are you from the Knights? Why are you here? I clearly didn't give permission for this."
