I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 91

“Is the Pope addressing you by your name?”

Lucius’s voice echoed in my ears. Although it sounded as if he was speaking to me, as he whispered closely, he was actually picking a fight with Orias.

My gaze briefly met Orias’s through the magic orb. The affectionate look in his eyes, which had been filled with love toward me after completing his route, now flashed with brief anger. He glared coldly at Lucius, who was beside me, before composing himself and speaking.

—“Haniel and I have spent much time together, so it’s not unusual. Is there a problem with me addressing the Saintess by her name, Crown Prince?”

Orias’s tone was calm and unbothered, almost as if stating the obvious. However, his composed voice only made it sound more arrogant. I flinched at the sensation of Lucius’s hand brushing against my waist while staring at Orias.

Hmm, that’s not entirely true. We haven’t spent that much time together. Though our connection deepened in the short time we did have…

“Ah!”

<Warning! Unusual system access detected!>

As Orias made his boastful remark, a tingling sensation emanated from Lucius’s fingers touching my waist. Simultaneously, the system displayed a warning message, identical to the one I’d seen when shaking hands with Gillian.

I hastily removed Lucius’s hand and raised my voice.

“What are you trying to do to me?”

Surely, he wasn’t attempting to reimprint the Binding Seal?

I could tolerate most things, but reimprinting the Binding Seal was unacceptable. If that happened, there’d be no benefit for me.

Grasping Lucius’s bandaged hand, I noticed his frown deepen.

Oh, does it hurt?

I loosened my grip slightly and looked at his face. Seeing me flustered over such a small action, Orias tilted his head slightly as if he found it odd. His expression seemed to say, ‘Why aren’t you following the instructions I taught you?’

What? I thought he’d be angry because Lucius was being snide, but he seemed completely logical. I squinted at Orias, signaling that something felt off, before turning back to Lucius.

“When you collapsed, I infused a lot of magic into you, so it seems my magic synchronizes when we touch. Does it hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t hurt, but… it felt similar to when Gillian touched me, so I was startled…”

“Are you comparing me touching you to that trash doing the same? Are you picking a fight with me?”

Hey, weren’t you the one picking a fight with Orias?

“That’s not what I meant—ugh! Stop touching me for a moment!”

Irritated by the anomalous sensation, I pushed Lucius away. I wanted to meet Orias’s expectations and stay close to Lucius, but the feeling was too strange.

“As long as it doesn’t hurt, it’s fine.”

“Fine? What part of this is fine? This feels really—ah!”

Lucius’s bandaged hand brushed against my waist as he spoke. His hand moved along my ribs and up to my chest, letting magic flow into my body. I flinched excessively, and Orias’s face showed a glimmer of interest as he watched.

Why does Orias look so pleased? Seeing him watch me with such a delighted expression while claiming to adore me felt strangely unsettling.

Watching Orias’s vibrant expression, I grabbed Lucius’s hand. Orias’s eyebrows twitched disapprovingly, as if perceiving my gesture as rejecting Lucius.

‘Let go of your hand.’

While Lucius kissed my nape, Orias commanded me with authority. He seemed entirely indifferent to the subtle signal I had given him that something felt wrong. Oblivious to Orias’s words, Lucius continued kissing me.

Trying to adjust to the sensation of electricity prickling me, I released Lucius’s hand. He wouldn’t be able to move it properly anyway, considering it was injured. Since a captured character wouldn’t do anything harmful to me, I decided it was fine.

As I let go and entrusted myself to Lucius, his movements became gentler. He kissed my chin before glancing at Orias. Orias’s serious gaze was fixed on Lucius, entirely different from the joyful expression he’d worn earlier.

For someone who hadn’t seen that pleased expression, Orias’s current look might suggest he was angry.

—“What are you doing to Haniel in front of me? Have you forgotten that the person you’re kissing is the Saintess? How dare you…!”

“Should the person who sent the Saintess into the imperial palace alone really be concerned?”

Orias began feigning anger with flawless delivery. Even knowing it was an act, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the performance—so convincing that even Lucius, unaware of the pretense, continued his caresses.

Hmm, unfortunate, but that’s incorrect. As the one who taught me how to act, he’s probably more concerned than anyone else. After all, his goal in pushing me into the palace in the first place was exactly this.

“Ah!”

While I marveled at Orias’s acting skills, Lucius’s hand steadily moved upward toward my chest. The bandaged fingers brushing against my skin sent a shiver down my spine.

The sensation wasn’t like bare skin touching but rather the rough texture of fabric, making my skin more sensitive than usual. Gripping the armrest of my chair, I stifled a moan.

When I had held his hand earlier, he acted as if it was excruciatingly painful. But now, as his fingers brushed over my chest, he showed no sign of discomfort.

“If this isn’t anything new, it should be fine to do it with me.”

“Lucius, Orias is watching… ah!”

Beyond the magic orb, Orias, who secretly harbors affection for me, was present. Due to the image associated with the Saintess and the Pope, I spoke in a tone suggesting embarrassment. Before I could even finish speaking, Lucius pinched my erect nipple between his fingers and twisted it sharply.

His unbandaged hand gripped my chin, ensuring I couldn’t avert my gaze from Orias. Observing Orias’s elegant yet stiffened expression as he tried to maintain composure, I sighed internally.

One seems to enjoy watching, and the other seems to enjoy showing. Truly, they make an unparalleled pair of partners. There was indeed a simultaneous capture route for Orias and Lucius, wasn’t there? I could only imagine what kinds of acts might unfold if one pursued that path. It would undoubtedly be a parade of the most perverse displays.

Meeting Orias’s gaze, I took a deep breath. Setting aside his peculiar tendencies, Orias’s love for observing such scenes left me feeling a bit nervous.

As heat crept up my face, coloring my cheeks red, Orias seized a moment when Lucius wasn’t looking to flash me a small, tender smile, as though to comfort me. That expression looked familiar—the same one he wore while watching me and Ardal. Now that I see it again, Orias really is… quite the pervert.

“Ah…!”

While reflecting on Orias’s peculiar disposition, I flinched as a sharp jolt of electricity coursed through me, originating from Lucius’s fingers toying with my nipple. Furrowing my brow, I gripped the armrest tightly.

<Warning! Unusual system access detected!>

Why does this warning keep appearing? Lucius doesn’t seem to be doing anything. Is it triggered whenever someone with magical power touches me?

Squinting, I glared at the system window.

“Saintess, there’s something unusual about your holy power.”

“Huh, what…?”

“Do you think I can move this? Should I try moving it…?”

As Lucius murmured faintly, removing his hand from my chest, it sounded as though he was asking a question. Yet, he mumbled as if uninterested in hearing my response, leaving me unclear about his intentions. I gazed at him with half-lidded, hazy eyes, and he tilted his lips into a loose smile before leaning in for a kiss.

It was a deeply indulgent kiss, as if trying to make up for his limited ability to touch me due to his injured hand. His tongue grazed the roof of my mouth in slow, deliberate strokes.

“Mmh…”

<Warning! Unusual system access detected!>

• Character ‘Lucius’ is accessing the system.

Pleasant vibrations resonated through my body, and I let out an involuntary hum of satisfaction before blinking at the system window that appeared before me.

What?

As I blinked in disbelief, Lucius pressed his lips harder against mine, his tongue entwining with mine. When I tried to push him away, he countered by pressing on the back of my head, deepening the kiss.

<Character ‘Lucius’ is viewing the affection window!>

“Mmh…! Hnn, mmph.”

<Character Affection Levels>

1. !%&(!%$^) : ♥♥♥♥♥
2. &@%(%%@) : ♥♥♥♥♥
3. #* : ♥♥♥♥♥
4. *@$) : ♥♥♥♥♥
5. #$^% : ♥♥♥♥♥

<Due to unauthorized access, the security system has been activated.>

• To protect player information, character names have been temporarily encrypted.

Seeing the affection levels displayed with garbled names, I panicked.

‘Close it!’

But the window didn’t close.

I wriggled my unmoving body, nervously accepting Lucius’s kiss. What the heck is happening all of a sudden…?

Lucius, whose gaze had been downcast, slowly turned his eyes to the side—directly at the system window. Realizing where his eyes were directed, my hands began trembling uncontrollably.

Damn it, what the hell is this?!

You’re not supposed to open the affection window in front of characters with holy or magical power!

<Warning! You are viewing the affection window in front of a character with magical power.>

• Event ‘Anomalous Sensation’ may occur.
• If ‘Anomalous Sensation’ occurs, logging out may become difficult.

Ahh, just close it, close it already!

<Character ‘Lucius’ is controlling the system.>

• The affection window cannot be closed.

“Ugh!”

Biting Lucius’s tongue gently but firmly, I tried to push him away. Since captured characters generally show kindness toward me, I assumed he would stop if I expressed resistance.

Contrary to my expectations, Lucius bit down softly on my lips as if to tell me to stay still. Forcing my lips apart, he slipped his tongue back inside and slid his uninjured fingers into my mouth.

His fingers pressed against the inside of my cheek, moving in a deliberate, rhythmic pattern as if carving out letters. It felt like he was tracing some kind of symbols, but the sensation inside my cheek was too dulled to decipher what they were.

<Warning! An ‘Unknown Seal’ has been engraved on player ‘Haniel’s’ body.>

What the hell?!

Overwhelmed, I could only pant helplessly as the system continued issuing alerts.

<Event ‘Anomalous Sensation’ will occur in 5 seconds.>

<4>

<3>

<2>

The countdown continued relentlessly.

<1>

<Event ‘Anomalous Sensation’ (2/2) has occurred!>

• Attention toward the player has increased.
• Due to the occurrence of ‘Anomalous Sensation,’ logout functionality has been disabled.
• Increased obsession may result in further difficulty logging out.

Why don’t you let me have sex quietly? What the hell are you doing to me? And what is this system? Logout has been disabled since before, so why act like this is something new now?

Suppressing tears brought on by the unsettling system alerts, I thought bitterly.