If You Devour Poison / Doku wo Kurawaba Sara Made

Chapter 61: The Festival Afterward

The Crown Prince's coronation ceremony, which was held the next day, and his subsequent wedding to his fiancée Nasha were quite sombre.
The crowd along the roadside applauded and cheered the new King and Queen reasonably, but all their attention was focused on the hill to the west, past the King and Queen. The representatives of the neighbouring countries attending the coronation and wedding were no different. They shuffled restlessly, awaiting the moment the tedious ceremony ended and they could excuse themselves and rush to that place on the hill to the west.
It was no surprise.
In any case, Palcemith had gone through its greatest turning point in its thousand years of history.
Long ago, during the founding of Palcemith.
The Ancient Dragon Kharis had a part of his soul snatched by [Quistacis: He who Controls Dragons] in the hands of the Hero Palcemith. With his four limbs stuck to the ground with stakes, he was sealed deep underneath the bedrock plateau.
Palcemith prospered for a millennia, receiving the blessings of the Ancient Dragon submerged in the underground lake.
And as predicted by Sage Asbal, the Sacrificial Priestess who would release the Ancient Dragon Kharis had finally appeared.
The Ancient Dragon Kharis had declared to Crown Prince Vikram that he would protect the Sacrificial Priestess who had freed him from his shackles. Laying down in the small forest close to the mansion on the hill that was Julieta's residence, he chose to watch over Palcemith from there. For the period of his sojourn there, the blessings Palcemith received would not differ much from the past.

"...That is the final [revenge] I see. Anri."

We listened to the firewood crackle in the hearth.
I smiled weakly, entrusting my body to Jolga's embrace.
My fate had not yet reached its conclusion.
Immediately after the Dragon God Festival.
The Knight Commander of the Royal Knights, Jolga, and the Knights who were his subordinates pacified the commoners who had been thrown into turmoil after the release of the Ancient Dragon Kharis. By circulating the words that the Ancient Dragon Kharis had delivered through Julieta, they helped calm down the situation.
Sigurd was the first one to rush up to Julieta, who stood beside the Ancient Dragon Kharis. He shed tears as he picked Julieta up, embracing her in his arms and swearing to never let her go. Malacia, who was nearby, smiled and congratulated them as they cuddled together, alongside Lutora, who had rushed in a little later.
Meanwhile I, along with Prime Minister Morino and his assistant Vanellope, was dealing with a sudden barrage of requests for an audience from the envoys of the neighbouring countries.
It was something to think about.
The Ancient Dragon Kharis, who brought about a powerful blessing for all of Palcemith, had been sealed deep beneath the castle until now.
However, he was now a free being.
The reason why the Ancient Dragon hadn’t left Palcemith, despite having been imprisoned by them for millennia, was solely because of the existence of the Holy Maiden Julieta.
Then what if they succeeded in inviting Julieta to their own countries...?
The poor behaviour of the Crown Prince and his fiancée Nasha in the past six months, along with the matter of his former fiancée, Julieta, becoming Nasha's replacement as the Sacrificial Priestess, was already well-known among all the nations outside.
It was natural for the envoys to think that they had a chance.
While the bedrock plateau that stretched out behind the Royal Castle now had a large hole in it, fortunately, the foundation of the castle was not affected.
The accession of Crown Prince Vikram to the throne and his wedding to his fiancée, Nasha, took place as planned. With Sigurd serving as her escort, we hid Julieta away in a villa owned by the Osweins while the envoys were kept at bay.
Though the people who flocked to the Ancient Dragon Kharis, who sat in the forest, did not approach close enough to touch him directly as we had expected, Malacia and the Temple Knights, who had previously guarded the Shrine, took up the role of guarding him, just to be safe.
After promising each foreign envoy a chance for an audience in due turn, I made them all return to their homelands for the time being.
Other projects included civil engineering work to plug the great hole left after the Ancient Dragon Kharis flew away, arranging to drain water from the spring left in the underground lake, and plans to level the hill to the west of the capital that had become the new home of the Ancient Dragon Kharis.
For about a month, I continued to assist them with the flurry of government affairs.
After finally coming to this point, I realised my life had not yet reached its end.
Once I was aware of it, I couldn't hold back any longer.
After determining a general plan of action, I turned the remaining internal affairs over to Morino and Vanellope, and then called the Knight Commander to the castle.
As I was cramming all the food and gear we could need for two people into the saddlebag hanging from Jolga’s favourite horse, my knight arrived to pick me up.
He lifted me onto the horse, and as I relished in the feeling of his chest muscles pressed up against my back, we arrived at our destination— the large forest running along the banks of the river Luft.
The hunter's lodge where I spent my first night with Jolga was deserted as usual.
As Jolga set about stabling his horse, I retrieved the key from the bottom of the lantern hanging beneath the eaves and unlocked the door.
Before the creaking of the opening door had even faded into silence, Jolga tossed the saddlebag into the room, where it landed on the rug spread out before the fireplace, and then reached out to embrace me. I clung to him, and as we kissed, I began stripping him of the military uniform I was now intimately familiar with. He pushed me down onto the rug, and I stared up at him as the weight of his firm body pinned me down. I spread my legs, begging with my actions for him to ingrain pleasure into my very being, and with one heavy thrust, he obliged, his penis digging deep inside.

"Ngh... Ha...!"

My insides, the womb that had been neglected for a long month, began to tremble with delight as our passions began. His penis thrust in and out, the very tip broaching my deepest parts which had welcomed it so many times before.