Medb

Medb.

Queen Medb.

The Queen of the Kingdom of Connacht felt like she had hit the jackpot.

But, to have called her the 'Queen of Connacht' was already a thing of the past.

It had been quite a while since then. In any case, now she, like anyone who had left a significant mark in the Age of Gods, possessed sufficient power and had no desire to die, had arrived at the Reverse Side of the World, that incredibly boring place.

Medb felt extremely frustrated, almost going mad. If this boredom continued, she might as well just commit suicide.

Although, after committing suicide, there was no way to continue 'making love' in the Throne of Heroes. After all, she had heard that the Heroic Spirits in the Throne of Heroes, under the control of suppression, were actually quite dull and monotonous.

But at least there would have been some 'feeling,' right? All the good men from ancient times, the past, the present, and the future, all existed on the Throne of Heroes.

Just thinking about it made her happy.

So Medb had already made a decision. If this boredom continued for a few more years, she would commit suicide.

Of course, now that she was feeling frustrated and wanting to die, it had disappeared. Because she had encountered a handsome boy. A very innocent and pure one.

A 'Prince' who perfectly complemented her girlish, dreamy pink color.

With beautiful pale platinum hair, splendid silver frost armor, and innocent, lively sky-blue eyes. He was the most attractive, adorable, and handsome male she had ever seen.

'Ahh, have the gods answered my prayers and sent this child to me? Hehehe~'

The current Medb no longer wanted to die at all. What she desired now was to love and possess this innocent boy.

With such thoughts in her heart, the 'romance' had already begun, and the queen was happily overwhelming the boy by pressing him down.

She could sense that this boy possessed great strength, not inferior to any great heroes she had seen before. He might have even surpassed that 'guy' and excelled beyond measure.

But because she was a cute big sister and he had smelled the soft scent emanating from her at close proximity, the boy didn't want to harm her. He didn't use force and allowed her to overpower him.

Artorius: "Umm..."

Medb felt triumphant in her heart and enjoyed the boy's weak protest of "Let go of me..." while pressing him down. She felt like she was about to burst with pleasure.

"What an incredible child."

While pretending to be shy, Artorius also didn't forget to adjust his attitude. Since he was the type of character who 'adheres to his beliefs but still has desires'.

Before, he would protest, close his eyes, and even act shy. Now, he raises his 'spear' high to show respect.

"My, My~" Feeling the size of his 'spear', Medb reveals a joyful expression.

Although in her heart, she wishes she could do this and that to him right now, she obediently gets up from him.

The reason she acts this way is that Medb also has her own aesthetic sense.

If she were to force things now, the boy on the ground would probably hesitate and resist.

What was the fun of that?

Well, she wasn't a twisted, perverted nymphomaniac. It was something completely incompatible with her aesthetics and pleasure.

Regardless, she wouldn't do anything to spoil the mood in front of such an attractive boy.

So, she had to use seduction. She would make this adorable young knight hers, both body and soul. Then she could slowly indulge herself.

'Days in the reverse side won't be boring at all. Fufufu...' She thought happily, 'Although I don't know why this child ended up here, now that he's in my hands, he belongs to me.'

She had a certain feeling.

Even though she had lost everything, all her lovers, beloveds, husbands, fiances, and the like, as long as she had this boy by her side, she was the victor.

A feeling emerged in her mind...

'This child's worth exceeds that of Cu Chulainn.' It made her lose herself for a moment. 'Now, what should be the next step in my conquest?'

While Artorius pretended to be cautious and shy, she changed her swimsuit-style clothes to a beautiful velvet coat. She also playfully swung a small whip, making a snapping sound.

Though it still looked a bit off, at least she was dressed.

Seeing this scene, Artorius sighed in relief. He maintained a calm demeanor and introduced himself, "My name is Artorius Pendragon. I am the Prince of Britain, as well as a General and Leader in the Germanic Army of the Roman Empire!"

As he spoke these words, the aura of a general, a dictator, and a mighty warrior flashed briefly, making Medb's eyes sparkle.

A powerful male was also a bonus for her.

"Then, Big Sister, may I ask where this place is, and who are you?"

If it was a strong, handsome, and innocent boy, then it couldn't get any better.

Artorius had two effective attacks against Queen Medb.

One was an attack against older ladies, and the other was an attack against 'femme fatale' who longed for love... Or perhaps it was precisely because of the existence of these attacks that Artorius always attracted these 'peculiar women' everywhere.

"Fufufu." After admiring the attractive boy for a while, Medb replied cheerfully to his question, "This is my home, my cute knight... as for how you got here~ I don't know. All I know is that ordinary humans cannot reach this place, and even if they do, they can't return."

"What? Can't return?!"

"Or let's say it's very difficult to return."

Although in reality, by now Artorius had already interpreted the dream more than 50%. But he continued to pretend to be surprised and said to Medb, "That won't do, I must go back..."

"Don't worry too much, young one. I will help you find a solution."

"In that case, thank you so much, um..."

"Just call me Medb~"

"Well, Big Sister... Medb..."

Hearing the sweet, affectionate way the boy called her name, Medb felt extremely happy. So she proceeded with the next step of her plan.

"But before that, why don't you take a little rest?"

As she said that, she took out a honey-scented wine jug and looked at Artorius expectantly, thinking about the pleasurable development to come—drinking wine, entering a state of intoxication, and then... being completely devoured by her. Hehehehe...

However, things didn't unfold as she had expected.

Artorius didn't agree, nor did he continue to act innocent. Instead, he looked at her with a strange gaze.

That gaze seemed to say—"Is that all?"