The next day, Selune boldly entered the royal palace through the main entrance.
He had been away for a while thanks to the previous king's displeasure and the nobles' hatred, so when he strutted into the royal council meeting with his tall body decked out in blue silk, no one could hide their surprise at his return to power.
With the official title of Military Advisor General his, he held the highest command position within the Orsini army. The military was now his to command.
"Sigh. I suppose this means even our queen has fallen to that man."
When Malicia personally awarded him the fan that signified his military authority, the other officials could not miss the seductive way she looked at him like he was her paramour.
It seemed she had found some kind of peace in finding a man she could trust with all her heart.
Her tense stiffness was gone and she had a soft femininity to her. It felt a lot like a hard bud blossoming into a beautiful flower.
Under a new command structure with Malicia as supreme commander and Selune as general, the Orsini army prepared for a counterattack.
Raymon, Meldis, Darcenis, Demulgast, and Claus worked hard under their command, but if their beautiful queen had not come by daily to cheer them up and tell them she was relying on them, some of them may have lost all motivation to continue and plotted a betrayal.
Malicia had valuable talent when it came to popularity or charisma.
While Malicia worked openly to keep the commanders and troops motivated, Selune worked vigorously behind the scenes. He led the reorganization of the army, the brainstorming of strategies, and the planning of supply routes. Autumn wore on and fallen leaves covered the streets of Eleonora while he continued his work. And once the army of ten thousand had been fully reorganized, the situation changed in a negative way for Orsini. The Vasrah Kingdom began gathering troops on the border.
"Vasrah is no more than a hyena hoping to dig through the remnants of our corpse. They spend all their time warring with neighboring kingdoms and having their territory invaded, so they do not have the troops to spare to actively attack us. If we lose to Sabrina, they intend to rush in and attack so they can receive some small reward from Sabrina."
An untrained 18-year-old girl like Malicia had no hope of putting together strategy and tactics, so everyone here knew these ideas came straight from Selune. But when the young queen made the effort in front of her commanders, the originator of the plan played dumb and simply stroked the thighs of Court Magician Ralmesel who sat next to him.
Ralmesel tried to brush his hand aside time and again, but he persistently continued and finally stuck his hand up her skirt.
"Please stop that."
"Genius strategists are known for being eccentric. I am merely playing the role expected of me to give everyone confidence in my strategic genius."
"…"
Reluctantly convinced this would help them win this war, she fell silent and hung her blushing head.
Once she stopped resisting, he took even bolder measures.
The other commanders had of course noticed and they gave him thorny looks of displeasure, but he feigned ignorance. He was not interested in saying anything or accepting any questions.
"And with that, this meeting is dismissed."
Prime Minister Bonnet brought the meeting to an end and the commanders began to exit the room.
"Ah, ah, ahhhh!"
But the room echoed with a cry that did not at all belong. Ralmesel threw her head back and arched her back before her body shook in orgasm.
Her spirit as a mystical beauty had been unable to endure what had happened at the Battle of Sarielal and that seemed to have awoken a masochistic desire within her.
Selune was not the type of man who would overlook that change in a woman.
She was seated among the most important people of the kingdom during a critical military strategy meeting, but the thought of being fingered during that meeting had only served to arouse her. That had led to great pleasure during the meeting, the thought of which had aroused her further, starting a feedback loop that ultimately resulted in her climax at Selune's hand.
Still, she had managed to endure while the meeting was underway, but the instant it was over, that last bit of sense had left her and she had ascended to a world of ecstasy.
The leaving commanders turned back and saw her orgasm, but they knew saying anything about it was no use and they simply left.
The autumn harvest was over and the season of war had finally arrived.
Sabrina had the upper hand in the might of their soldiers, the ability of their commanders, and the size of their overall army. The Orsini army's only advantage was the terrain.
If the natural fortress of Jeol Pass was breached, the Orsini army had no hope. The beautiful palace in their royal capital of Eleonora was made of rose-colored granite, but it had almost no defensive abilities as a fortress.
Any enemies were meant to be fought off in the surrounding mountains, so not even Selune had much wiggle room there. To enter Orsini territory, an army would have to use one of eight passes through those mountains. And if the Sabrina army to the south was planning to invade, it was obvious they would hope to break through Jeol Pass.
Everyone could tell that was their key strategic point. Jeol Pass was made of stone and defended by Demulgast and 2000 troops.
He and his defensive troops were aware that Sabrina General Shariera was stationed in Sarielal below with 8000 troops, so they had grown used to looking down upon the enemy formation.
"It's the banner of the five crimson petals! That's Vishnu's war flag!"
It all began with that cry from a lookout.
Demulgast immediately sent out a smoke signal. Upon seeing the signal, Border Security Commander Darcenis sent five riders to pass word on to Eleonora and led the rest of his troops to Jeol Pass. The five riders arrived in the royal capital with their message and Military Advisor General Selune went to Queen Malicia to report he would be dispatching the army.
Eleonora Castle was decorated with rose-colored granite and people often praised it as mystically beautiful when a thin morning mist surrounded it.
This was one such morning. Surrounded by the thin mist, Orsini Queen Malicia wore a magnificent military uniform and set out on horseback. Moved by her gallant beauty, the commanders and soldiers raised their swords, spears, and staffs to cheers of "long live the queen".
She rode a white horse and wore a headband in lieu of a helmet. Her selling point was her beautiful face, so she did not want to hide it when it was needed most. She was also wearing heavier than usual makeup so it would be clearly visible from a distance. Plus, it would hide any changes to her complexion in case she grew pale with terror on the battlefield.
She was no match for Sabrina Queen Vishnu when it came to war strategy, but she was second to none when it came to maintaining her appearance.
If appearance was a critical trait when it came to commanding others, then she passed with flying colors. While her rival Vishnu pulled others onward while she took the lead, she made her army want to fight to protect their beautiful queen.
Her gorgeous dress was part of Selune's strategy too.
"All troops, march."
Administration of the capital was left with Prime Minister Bonnet and the troops that had served Cayfen and Chandler before their deaths in the previous battle were sent to the warfront against Vasrah.
They were a mere 2000 and they were a false threat as they were primarily made up of the very young, the very old, and those whose injuries from the previous battle had yet to fully heal.
They were only meant to deter an attack from Vasrah. If Vasrah did attempt a serious invasion, they would quickly collapse even with the terrain advantage.
Selune had concluded that Vasrah would only invade after Sabrina's main force had been defeated by Sabrina.
Just as during the summer, the Sabrina army was led by Queen Vishnu as its supreme commander with Eastern General Belzeia and Western General Shariera supporting her. They numbered nearly 20,000, which was also little different from before.
That evening, Vishnu had ridden around inspecting her troops. She was dressed lightly in a black leather bustier that would not rust and a light blue skirt with slits up to the hips, and the soldiers cheers when she rode over to them. She was accompanied by Western General Shariera, who wore a silver cape over a military uniform colored a blue so dark it was nearly black.
Sexy Vishnu and charming Shariera riding side by side elicited passionate cheers from the Sabrina soldiers on either side of them. Their popularity with the Sabrina army was nearly religious in nature.
Not many other pairs on the continent would have been quite so beautiful.
The female soldiers wished to be like them and the male soldiers could get through their lonely nights on the battlefield by recalling the image of their queen's divinely attractive legs glimpsed through the deep slits of her skirt.
Vishnu spoke to Shariera while keeping her horse walking.
"I hear Orsini Queen Malicia is making an appearance this time."
"That is not a concern. Unlike you, she is a sheltered woman with no military talent."
"Who said anything about being concerned? I just don't like how high Orsini's morale is now that they've set that pass as their final defensive line."
"I believe our true enemy is not Malicia but a 22-year-old youth by the name of Selune."
"Oh?" A breath left Vishnu's sensual lips. "That genius boy from a decade ago? I remember him. All of the Vasrah and Melishant commanders and troops were killed in battle and the continent's power balance changed significantly. If Orsini had been more ambitious at the time, it would have changed even more, though."
"I imagine he has some kind of plan in mind, so do not let your guard down."
"Yes, I know. But we have 20,000 and they have half that. No matter how skilled the commander, those numbers will be difficult to overcome. Plus, Sabrina has its own talented commander. Isn't that right, Shariera?"
"You honor me."
"Cut the modesty. Once Orsini has fallen, I will give you that land to rule as governor-general. And then I will have you work even more for me."
Vishnu placed her powerful hand on Shariera's slender shoulder.
The two armies could tell the final confrontation was approaching, but the actual trigger came as a surprise to them both.
It was a moonless night with plenty of stars in the sky. While the starlight poured down like a silver shower, Selune mounted his gray horse and left the main force with a small group of knights borrowed from his brother Claus. He was performing a final inspection of the front line troops.
Orsini and Sabrina were both southern kingdoms, so the mountains between them were rife with evergreen trees instead of just conifers. Even during late autumn, the woods were thick with leaves, making visibility poor. The rustling of leaves gradually grew louder and the lead knight's horse reared up and whinnied.
"Oh!"
"Whoa!"
Horseback warriors from both sides cried out in surprise upon nearly colliding with each other.
Selune found a beautiful officer with an intellectual bob cut and notably red lips.
Sabrina Western General Shariera had also been out inspecting the front line. This freak accident had occurred thanks to the thick woods and the dark night.
Neither side had expected enemy scouts out this far, but once they realized what this was, they quickly drew their swords.
The forest and the night meant neither side could tell the other side's numbers, but since they had to be scouts, they knew there would not be many of them.
Both sides were confident in their ability to win when proper tactics were in play, but if they fought here, they would have to rely on rash courage. Both Selune and Shariera were confident in their skill, but they were commanders and could not risk coming to harm in a skirmish like this.
What were they to do? If they turned tail and left, they could always be hit by an arrow.
An intimidating and breathless silence ruled that section of the woods. Even the animals seemed to be holding their breath.
The first to react was the female commander. Shariera lightly swung her slender, whip-like command staff to hold her troops back and opened her mouth.
"What a coincidence this is. To think I would lay eyes on an Orsini commander out here. I am the Sabrina Kingdom's Western General Shariera. It is a pleasure to meet you."
"My, what a courteous greeting. I am none other than Selune, who has been granted the role of Military Advisor General for the Orsini Kingdom."
"Oh? So you are Orsini's supposed trump card. It is an honor to meet you. We can compete with bow and arrow on the battlefield at a later date. Let us avoid unnecessary conflict here and now."
She began to turn her horse around.
"General Shariera."
When Selune called out to her, her back tensed and she looked back over her shoulder. Seeing how nervous the enemy was made her seem oddly relatable, so Selune smiled bitterly in his heart as he opened his mouth.
"It is a new moon, so watch your step."
"Why, thank you for the kind advice."
She bowed her head with a sweet smile and resumed walking, but something unexpected happened shortly thereafter.
The verbal exchange between the two commanders must have been too much for their knights' to bear. One of Selune's was either overcome with a desire for glory or had simply lost control of his horse because he charged toward Shariera.
The knight to Shariera's side cut him down with a single sword blow and a tremendous shower of blood burst forth.
(You idiot!)
Selune wanted to cover his face. Shariera probably did too.
The two of them could see how tensed each other's face was.
"Die, knave!"
"One of them will be the second to die here! Don't let them escape!"
It devolved from there. The soldiers of both sides had boiled over. Swords clashed and horses collided.
It truly was a battle now.
Their drawn blades could no longer be sheathed without first tasting blood.
With the trees in the way, their spears were too long to wield and they all used their swords to fight, but the trees obstructed even their swords.
Thus, they ended more grappling or fistfighting than anything.
It was downright pathetic for a battle with their wise commanders' lives on the line.
Shariera and Selune wanted to end this meaningless fighting and withdraw their troops as soon as possible, but they had entirely lost control.
As clever as the two of them were, the situation forced them to behave more rashly.
The refusal to show how panicked they were on the inside may have been a weakness they both shared.
While cleverly striking back at a soldier slashing at him, Selune prepared himself for what was to come.
He concluded the only way to end this was for either him or Shariera to fall, so he left his fate in the hands of heaven as he charged straight toward Shariera in a last-ditch attempt to bring his troops back to their senses. Their horses crashed together, his tackle knocked her to the ground, and they rolled along the fallen leaves in a tangle.
They grappled and scattered leaves everywhere while continuing to roll, but they finally ended with Shariera on top.
"Tch!"
With a sharp tongue click, she drew the dagger at her hip, but he immediately flipped her over and wound up on top. He was stronger than her, so this had been the inevitable result once they began to grapple.
Now that he had mounted her, Selune grabbed the hand holding the dagger, twisted it back above her head, stole the dagger, and held it in a backhand grip.
"…!"
Her expression did not change as she saw death approach.
She was an attractive woman. She had a sharp and well-defined face with tense eyes and shapely lips and the two mounds at her chest were noticeable even in her plain military uniform.
He fell in love with both her external appearance and the fortitude she displayed here.
"You are just as beautiful a commander as they said."
His inappropriate passions flared.
He tossed aside the dagger and suddenly opened the chest of her uniform, revealing white skin and a sexy black half-cup bra.
The white and black created a beautiful contrast. She was of course wearing that underwear for Vishnu's benefit, but it worked just as well on this man.
"What are you doing?"
"Sabrina Western General Shariera, I have heard you are impressive in many ways, but is this one of them?"
He grabbed her breasts through the sexy bra and massaged them as if checking on the mounds within.
"Ahn. And I have heard you are an impressive strategist and most impressive down here."
She did not respond in the normal way to the threat of rape. She did not resist, scream, or show any sign of embarrassment. In fact, she grabbed the bulge at his crotch herself.
"Ha. It must be destiny we met each other here. How about we fight this battle the fun way?"
"Heh. Deal. I could go for some fun."
She smiled in a way that showed she knew how effective her beautiful face could be and that she knew how to use it.
They both went in for a kiss and immediately began using their tongues.
She placed her fingers on his head and slurped up his saliva. He pulled down her bra to bare the white bowl-shaped breasts in the darkness. They could not retain their shape while lying on her back the way a younger girl's could, but they had a beauty and sex appeal unique to her age.
She shut her eyes as a sign that he could do as he wished.
He placed his hands on her breasts and gently massaged them. The nipples visible between his fingers began to grow erect.
"Ah…ah…ah, nh."
A seductive tone filled her breaths.
He took one of those pale-colored nipples into his mouth and her body jerked.
He promptly began rolling the hard nipple around with his tongue.
After teasing with both breasts and sucking on both nipples, he slowly moved down her body – from her tight stomach, to her navel, and then even lower.
When he began removing her skintight black shorts, she lifted her hips to assist him. He pulled them down below her knees and found black silk panties below, so he pulled those down past her knees too.
He did not fully remove her clothing because that was the etiquette when having sex outdoors, as a sign that he had no intention of killing her, and as a sign that he just wanted to have some fun and leave.
She seemed to get the message.
The smooth black hair growing like a wisp of smoke at the base of her white thighs was elegantly trimmed so her pink flesh was visible along her bikini line. When he traced a finger along the vertical slit, her thighs trembled. When he buried his face there and licked the flower petals, a thick nectar dripped out.
"Ahn, let me suck yours too."
She suddenly got up, pushed him back, climbed on top of him in the sixty-nine position, and pulled out his cock.
Her eyes widened when she saw his manly erection.
This was more than just surprise at its size. Its brutal size was certainly unexpected, but she was more shocked by the fact that he could get this hard during a battle with his life on the line. It would normally be entirely flaccid or at most partially erect. Men only got hard on the battlefield during one-sided slaughters where there was no risk to their own life.
"Heh heh heh heh. Now this is a wonderful surprise."
She grabbed it in both hands and took it into her mouth.
"Mhhn…nmh."
She began sucking it while making muffled moans
(Sh-she's good at this.)
It was now his turn to be surprised.
Her tongue and lips softly and warmly surrounded his dick like a strange new kind of mollusk and provided enough pleasure he thought his hipbones were melting.
It was said intellectual women enjoyed giving head more and were also better at it, and Shariera's superb oral technique did nothing to contradict that belief. Malicia's skill was nothing in comparison.
She took the hard cock deep into her throat and sucked at it while fondling his balls. Meanwhile, her beautiful ass wiggled before his eyes.
Refusing to lose here, he grabbed that ass and began pleasuring her flower garden with his tongue and lips. He sucked at her clitoris and inserted his tongue in her vagina, making her body tremble and thick nectar to drip out like a sudden downpour.
The two of them lost themselves in each other's genitals. More than their pride as a man and a woman, they felt like they had to preserve their pride as a military commander by making the other one cum first.
"We must rescue the Western General."
"The Military Advisor General is nowhere to be found."
Both commanding officers had vanished from the brawl. When word returned to both camps, Queens Malicia and Vishnu both paled. Malicia ordered Claus to send reinforcements and Vishnu did the same with Julia. The soldiers of both sides fought and searched desperately, but they never would have imagined in their wildest dreams that the two of them were currently hiding in the woods engaging in mutual oral sex.
"Ugh."
The first to reach their limit was Selune. He did his best to stop the scorching magma from traveling up his shaft thanks to Shariera's intense blowjob.
His already big dick grew even larger and throbbed, so she had to know he was close. Showing no mercy, she swallowed it deep into her throat and vigorously moved her head up and down. She could not fit the base inside her mouth, so she worked at it with her fingers.
He exploded before long. With every throb, more hot stickiness erupted out and she tensed her lips while keeping it in her mouth so not even a drop could escape. After enjoying the feel on her tongue, she swallowed it.
"Hee hee. You came a lot, didn't you? What a cute boy you are."
She was 30 and he was 22, so she gave him a teasing smile to show off that 8-year age gap.
The way she licked up the semen dripping from the corner of her smiling lips was startlingly hot.
"Let's see how long you still think that. To be clear, I'm only getting started."
He got up and circled behind her. With her shorts below her knees, she could not spread her legs very far, so doing her from behind was the only viable position.
In the light of the sparks produced by clashing swords, her ass stood out like a white serpent in the darkness.
After locating her honeypot with his hand, he thrust into her from behind
"Nh, khhh…ahhh."
She could not help but moan and her soft inner flesh squeezed at his dick.
"Kh, you really are big. I feel so full."
She moaned in ecstasy, but she had not completely lost her presence of mind.
He began moving his hips – first slowly, then gradually faster.
She moved her own hips in time with his movements. Her breasts jiggled too.
But she may have been doing her best to suppress her voice because she did not seem entirely into it.
He reached his hand around and teased her clitoris, but she did not respond all that much.
"Ahn, sorry, but can you stick your finger in my ass?"
That request came as a surprise, but he looked down to where that hole was faintly visible in the starlight. When he tried pressing his thumb against it and massaging it, her voice grew much louder.
"Ah, ah, ahh, ah."
She responded to this much more than her clitoris. She apparently enjoyed it more there.
"So the great General Shariera likes it in the ass."
"Yes, I do. That's my weak point, so please."
This was the one secret she had never revealed to Vishnu. She had not wanted someone she actually cared about to know, but this man she would never meet again and their brief relationship was built entirely on lust. She decided to focus on pleasure here.
He responded by licking his middle finger to coat it with plenty of saliva and then shoving it into her tight anus.
"Ahh, hhhhhhh, yes, that's so good."
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Who could have predicted that mature intellectual beauty was into anal play? These surprises were why he never grew tired of getting to know women better.
He moved his finger in a circle within her while also pumping it in and out. He also picked up the pace with his hips and massaged her clitoris while he was at it. Just because she preferred anal pleasure did not mean she felt nothing from her clit.
The triple attack on her vagina, clitoris, and ass proved to be effective.
That general lost her usual composure and abandoned herself to the waves of pleasure washing over her.
She was known as the Ice Flower because she possessed the chill and severity of a sharp blade, but in this she was simply a sexual being. Drool dripped from her lips and the pleasure from both holes had her tremble in climax.
He climaxed too, releasing a large quantity of cum inside her.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Her body went tense at first, but then it went limp and she collapsed to the ground.
His dick, on the other hand, was still hard. Even he had been too busy lately to have much time for women, so he had been fairly pent up.
A white ass was sticking up in front of him and that woman had admitted to liking it in the ass.
He grabbed both sides of that butt, pulled out of her vagina, and thrust inside her anus instead.
"Aheeee!"
She screamed, but that was hardly unusual on the battlefield and it did not even gather the attention of the soldiers fighting nearby.
A fierce tightness attacked him.
Excited by that sensation, he pounded at her with his hips.
With a loud cry that could have been from shock or joy, the Ice Flower's beautiful face twisted and she wiggled her hips side to side along with her hair.
The two of them made love like a pair of animals in the dark forest, but there was no actual love present there – only primal lust. And that was enough to satisfy the both of them.
The battle had grown confused. Roars of anger, spilled blood, and clashing swords chaotically filled the forest while the ranking officers of both sides moaned in pleasure behind some bushes nearby.
Half an hour later, the Orsini army withdrew and Julia located her army's strategist.
"Western General, are you all right?"
"Yes, I am fine," replied Shariera while brushing her hair back over her ear.
Julia found it odd how excited that usually composed strategist's face was, but she accepted it as the normal reaction to being caught up in an unexpected skirmish. She never would have imagined this was the afterglow of having sex with the enemy commander.
In the end, Shariera had received three loads of Selune's cum – one in the mouth, one in the vagina, and one in the ass – but she had lost count of how many times she had cum.
After cumming thrice, his penis had grown pathetically flaccid and he could not continue, so he had admitted defeat and withdrawn from the area. However, her hips had been so weak she had needed some time to rest before she could move.
Of course, the outcome of their sex would not actually determine anything about the battle, so those efforts could be seen as wasted. However, she had enjoyed it and she imagined he had as well.
"I've been with Her Majesty so much lately I had forgotten men can be fun too."
She breathed a sigh of ecstasy while thinking back on the intense lovemaking she had shared with that attractive stranger she had run across on the battlefield.
(Ahh, I finally got fucked in the ass.)
She had always been popular with men, yet she had reached her thirties without getting married. That was usually attributed to her dedication to her job, but it was actually due to that secret fetish of hers. She had always been too embarrassed to ask anyone to do that and had gotten by with sticking a finger or sex toy in her ass while masturbating, but she had always wanted to lose her anal virginity eventually. And if it was going to be with anyone, a guy as good looking as Selune was fine with her.
"So that is Selune, the Orsini Kingdom's strategist. He is my type of man. Now, we tied in sex, but war is a different matter."
That was no more than a bit of fun brought about their chance encounter. The skirmish had been meaningless in the big picture, so neither of them had intended to fight very hard. In fact, they had decided to take advantage of the meeting to engage in their own sort of battle. Well, Shariera had taken that more calculated view of things, but based on the stories she had heard of Selune, she suspected he may have just lost control of himself after seeing an attractive woman.
Both sides had sent reinforcements in to assist in that nighttime skirmish and it had devolved into a chaotic melee, but both sides had been trying to rescue their strategist, not slaughter the enemy, so the number of casualties had been very low for the scale of the fighting.