Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 378

━Ugh, I’m dying.

━My knees are completely scraped up.

Even though it was already noon, the fortress was filled with groaning.

There were quite a few people injured during last night’s surprise raid, and everyone was busy treating them. The only fortunate thing was that no one had died.

With an elite force stationed in this supposedly impregnable fortress, it seemed everyone was able to at least protect themselves.

Elga furrowed her brow as she looked at the soldiers lying in the central hall, bandaged and wounded.

“We held them off better than expected, but it’s not like the situation’s hopeful. If I had to guess, they’ll probably hit us again tonight. They’ll want to wear us down bit by bit, keep us from getting any sleep.”

“I see.”

I nodded in agreement with Elga’s assessment.

It was true—being pushed onto the battlefield all day without any rest had visibly worn people down.

“Mirna, if you’d been here last night, people wouldn’t have gotten this hurt. What the hell were you doing? I heard you were chasing after some imp?”

At Elga’s growling tone, Mirna just answered curtly, “It was meaningful work.” Elga snorted in disbelief.

“So? You realize that imp or whatever is spying on us right now? Doesn’t seem hostile, but she can’t just keep peeking in like that.”

Elga had good instincts—she must have sensed that someone was watching us.

Just like she said, the imp that had fled into the darkness last night was peeking at us through one of the various hidden vents scattered throughout the fortress.

She’d probably lived alone here for a long time. Of course she’d be curious about the outsiders who had arrived. That was when someone suddenly let out a loud yell.

━Ahhh—! Who stole all of Punchnoi’s crackers and sugar stars?! Punchnoi will never forgive such a nymph-hating act...!

━Wait, now that you mention it, my crackers I left on the bed are gone too...

━Mine as well...

It seemed someone had raided the military rations. Of course, I already knew exactly who the culprit was. If we left her be like this, it would definitely interfere with our plans going forward.

“I’ll handle it. It’s my responsibility anyway.”

As I spoke to the wall, Elga looked around, then leaned in and said something to me in a quiet voice.

“So, where is Ayra? She didn’t come out to eat. She’s not hurt or anything, is she? She seemed fine during the raid yesterday.”

“...I’ll go check on her now.”

I parted ways with the young ladies and headed toward Ayra’s room—located in the sunniest spot on the second floor of the fortress.

Once I reached her door, past the bustling corridor, I took a moment to check my clothes and appearance one last time.

“Looks good.”

Thinking there were no issues, I knocked softly on the door. There was no sign of movement from inside.

“Ayra-nim.”

Knock, knock.

I tried knocking again. Still no response.

Had she gotten badly hurt last night, somewhere I didn’t know about? Could the unpredictable dangers of the land beyond the barrier have harmed her somehow?

Torn between the feeling that I shouldn’t carelessly barge into the queen’s quarters and the growing concern for her safety, I hesitated—then slowly turned the doorknob.

Creak...

The door, aged and neglected like the rest of the fortress, let out a loud groan as it opened.

Inside, contrary to the rundown surroundings, was a luxurious red velvet bed, and curled beneath the covers was a woman.

Snoooore, snoooore.

“......”

Even though it was nearly noon, Ayra was fast asleep.

Had she exhausted her magical power during yesterday’s siege and counterattack? Whatever the reason, I felt relieved. I’d been worried something serious might have happened to her.

Snoooore, snoooore.

She was really sleeping well.

She hadn’t even noticed the blanket slipping down.

So, as I reached out to gently pull the blanket back up—

Her pale skin, exposed above and below her black negligee, caught my eye.

Her skin looked incredibly soft. A subtle fragrance wafted in from somewhere, and the memories of the previous night came flooding back. My whole body flushed hot.

Ayra wasn’t the type to wake up easily once she fell asleep... so maybe I could touch her a little. With that vague thought, I slowly reached out and poked her chest.

The softness almost blew my mind.

Encouraged, I cupped her breast fully in my palm and gave it a gentle squeeze. The warmth came through even the thin nightwear, and something firm pressed up between my fingers.

Was her body reacting even while asleep?

Then—her eyes opened.

“What do you think you’re doing.”

“......!”

I froze, genuinely shocked.

I’d heard that squirrels sometimes stiffen and go catatonic when they encounter predators like hawks or tigers. I was just like that now.

Wasn’t Ayra the type to sleep so soundly she wouldn’t notice if someone carried her away? It seemed that ever since Bael disappeared from inside her, her sleep had gotten lighter.

“...Not right now.”

Ayra said that and brushed my hand away. Not right now? What did that mean? I wasn’t allowed to touch her chest right now? Did that mean later was okay?

My thoughts spiraled in confusion.

“Then please step aside.”

At Ayra’s command, I bowed my head and stepped back.

Knock, knock, knock.

At the same time, someone knocked on Ayra’s door.

As I stepped out into the hallway, I came face to face with the ones knocking. It was the twin sisters, Mirna and Narmee. What were they doing here? Narmee waved a hand energetically and shouted,

“Teo! We were just about to go looking for you! So you were here? Also, your face is super red! Something happen?”

“No, nothing at all. You were looking for me?”

“Yeah! There’s something we forgot to mention with all the chaos. Teo, you remember the painting you took from the Draco shrine? We want to examine it.”

“Oh.”

The painting.

I had taken a painting from the Draco household’s shrine. It depicted Solomon’s nymph, Beatrice, and had triggered a deeply mysterious experience for me.

I had many questions about it too, so we decided to change locations.

***

“It just looks like a normal painting. What do you think, Sis?”

“I don’t see anything unusual either. But Sir Teo said clearly that he had a strange experience through this painting.”

At their prompting, I recalled what had happened at the time. When I used up 100 years of lifespan to cast the ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) ultimate-rank spell Teo-Nova—

My world had condensed into a surreal void, and I was floating in some strange space like the edge of the universe. What helped me escape that vast, endless abyss was this painting.