I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 7

Ardal, who spoke in a suppressed voice, slid his thumb into my mouth while cupping my cheek with his palm. His large hand reached the back of my head, holding it firmly so I couldn’t move. He tightened his grip to ensure I couldn’t turn my head, then quickly moved the fingers that had been stroking my inner walls.

“Mm… Ardal! W-wait…!”

My words were muffled by his finger in my mouth, but he paid no attention, his eyes fixed intensely on mine as he continued moving his hand. His fingers were firm and rough.

The Pope always knew how to heighten my pleasure, dominating my body at will. Ardal, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. His movements were clumsy. His fingers were long and sturdy, and their mere presence inside me was enough to make me feel full, but that sensation was fleeting.

His stiff fingers poked at the sensitive spots that gave me pleasure, only to slide away just as quickly. I was so close to climax, but his fingers missed the spot, leaving me feeling frustrated.

As Ardal’s touches caused my body to relax and allowed his fingers to slide more smoothly, he glanced down at where his hand was working. He rotated his fingers inside me, then abruptly added another finger. Now, three fingers stretched my entrance tightly.

My eyes widened as I unconsciously held my breath. It was as if my ability to breathe had been taken away. The tightness of his fingers made me gasp.

“Relax, Lady Haniel,” Ardal said urgently, loosening his grip on my face as he noticed me holding my breath.

“Lady Haniel, breathe.”

“Mm… okay…”

I followed Ardal’s words and relaxed my tense muscles. As though praising me, Ardal gently stroked my cheek. I rubbed my cheek against his warm palm, letting out a soft, whimpering sound.

Ardal… He really isn’t skilled at this…

I stared at Ardal absentmindedly, thinking to myself. After all, it was hard to imagine him being intimate with anyone other than the main protagonist. He probably understood the basics since this was an adult game, but expecting anything more seemed unreasonable.

“Hah…”

Considering how careful he was in his movements, it seemed unlikely that I’d reach my climax anytime soon.

“Since you’ve calmed down, I’ll begin moving again.”

“What?”

As I let out a heavy sigh, Ardal, who had been gently probing, suddenly started thrusting his fingers more forcefully.

“Ah!”

“Don’t hold back your voice.”

His previously cautious movements turned assertive, his fingers pressing firmly against my inner walls. It was clear that Ardal lacked finesse.

His hand moved aggressively, with his fingers nearly withdrawing completely before plunging back inside all at once. He kept his wrist in constant motion, and every thrust caused his palm to slap against my sensitive clitoris.

“Hah!”

The wet sounds of his palm hitting my clitoris and his fingers inside me drowned out my voice. The sensation was unbearably erotic, and I couldn’t help but moan as I spread my thighs wider and bucked my hips. My body jerked upwards, prompting Ardal to quicken his movements.

“A-Ardal!”

I wanted to beg him to stop, but Ardal’s dark eyes gleamed as he listened to my moans. Wait, what was I thinking?

Hadn’t I just told myself not to expect a climax with Ardal?

“Ugh! I-I… can’t… Ah!”

Why had I thought something so foolish? Ardal is still a capture target in this game!

What Ardal lacked in skill, he made up for with sheer strength. His mechanical, relentless movements were driving me insane. It felt like I needed to go to the bathroom.

No, this can’t happen… Ardal is still fully dressed in his formal attire, and I’m the only one on the verge of losing control.

Desperate to stop him, I tried to close my legs around his hand. However, sensing my resistance, Ardal quickly commanded:

“Spread your legs.”

“N-no… I can’t!”

I tried to resist, but Ardal climbed on top of me, pinning my thighs down with his knees. He was likely holding back his full strength, but it still felt as though a boulder was pressing down on me.

“Lady Haniel, it’s alright to feel pleasure.”

“But… Ahhh!”

Without mercy, Ardal held my legs in place and resumed moving his hand. His fingers targeted my most sensitive spot, causing my body to tremble uncontrollably. My face twisted in pleasure as Ardal, keeping his gaze locked on mine, struck the same spot again and again with precision.

“Hahhh!”

“Hah…”

As his fingers continued pressing against that one spot, I finally climaxed, my legs splayed wide open. I could feel the wetness trickling down my thighs. Ashamed, I buried my face in a pillow, embarrassed that Ardal remained so composed while I had lost control.

Ardal pressed his thumb against my clitoris gently before withdrawing his fingers. His large hand softly stroked my sensitive area, which was still throbbing from the climax.

“Ah…”

I let out a soft moan from the continued stimulation. Embarrassed, I turned my face away, not wanting him to see how red I was. Yet Ardal, lifting my chin, made me look directly at him.

After confirming my flushed face, he sighed in satisfaction and whispered softly, “You did well. In the future, feel free to make a noise like this, Lady Haniel.”

“B-but… it’s embarrassing… I’m the only one undressed…”

Although Ardal’s sharp eyes softened, I whimpered and avoided his gaze.

Being the only one climaxing in front of someone so impeccably dressed felt humiliating. If he had teased me like the Pope or joined in the pleasure, I wouldn’t have minded so much…

Unable to hide my embarrassment, I avoided Ardal’s gaze.

“If being undressed is what embarrasses you, then next time, I’ll match your state. I’ll conduct the lesson without clothes as well,” Ardal said while persistently maintaining eye contact.

Wait, does that mean…

“Are you saying you’ll undress too, Ardal?” I asked again, unsure of his meaning. His emotionless tone made it hard to discern.

“Yes, Lady Haniel, if you command it.” Ardal nodded without hesitation. “There’s no need to look away, please.”

In the previous playthrough, he’d shown no interest in me. Now, the idea of him undressing for me felt surreal. Yet, entranced by his steady eyes, I murmured in agreement.

“Alright…”

***

After tidying up the bed, Ardal left. Though I noticed how his erection strained against his pants, I pretended not to see it and let him leave. After multiple rounds with the Pope and Ardal satisfying me with his hands, I had no desire to continue further.

Even though Ardal’s arousal was evident, he said nothing and quietly exited the room. Whether he dealt with it on his own or not was none of my concern. After all, the game’s characters exist to please me, not the other way around.

Once Ardal had left, I buried myself in the bed for a while before deciding to check the system window. The bed in the game was far more comfortable than my real bed, but I still found it mentally more relaxing to rest in reality.

‘I’ve been in here for quite a while… what time is it?’

The Saintess Is a Spy! limited players’ playtime to prevent addiction and excessive immersion. After six hours of gameplay, players had to rest for at least one hour before logging back in. In some cases, the game would forcefully log players out. However, now there was no sign of such an event occurring.

More than six hours must have passed, so why hasn’t the game logged me out?

I opened the system window to check the time.

<Connection Time>

<Blessing Ring Effect Active>

<The ring’s effect applies a 1:1000 time ratio between reality and the game.>

<Non-removable item equipped.>

????

Staring at the system window, I blinked in confusion.

No way… did I misread that?

I rubbed my eyes and checked again.

1:1000

“Th-thousand?!”

Even after rubbing my eyes, the number on the system window remained unchanged. It had to be an error, right? There’s no way the ratio could really be 1:1000. I quickly tried to verify the effect of the ring.

Once I entered the window showing the ring’s effects, I’d know for sure.

“Blessing Ring, check effect!”

<Blessing Ring – Upgraded>

• Can be equipped by completing the second tutorial without skipping.
• A ring blessed by time and space.
• Allows extended playtime within the game.

• Alters the time ratio between reality and the game.
• Enables up to 24 hours of gameplay in real-world time.

Enables up to 24 hours of gameplay in real-world time.

“It’s not an error?”

Realizing the ring’s effect wasn’t a mistake, I shouted aloud. So when it said the time ratio would change, this is what it meant?!

A thousand? A thousand?!

I screamed internally, too shocked to make a sound.

If one day in reality equals one thousand days in the game, then it meant that one day in reality would translate to one thousand days in the game. This kind of insane time ratio didn’t exist in any virtual reality game. Normally, the time ratio in such games couldn’t exceed 1:10.

Virtual reality games affect the player’s brain directly, and with such a time ratio…!

‘L-log out!’

I need to log out!

I quickly regained my composure and searched for the gray logout button.

“Log out!”

<Blessing Ring Effect Active>

<Due to the effect of the Blessing Ring, the logout option is disabled.>

<The logout button will be reactivated after 24 hours.>

……

…………

It seems The Saintess Is a Spy! management team, those insane idiots who handled my compensation, are trying to blow up my brain.

How could they give me a reward like this, you crazy morons?!