Escape From a Deserted Island With Enemy Female Soldiers - Chapter 79



78 – Pheromone Battle (3)

[‘Looks like pollen.’]

[‘Looks just like snow.’]

[‘Garbage falling from the sky.’]

[‘Isn’t it weird that it’s suddenly falling like this?’]

David’s last comment was right. As soon as the pollen started falling, my body started itching strangely. Suffocating, hot, feeling like I couldn’t catch my breath.

Feeling the strangeness in my body, I turned my head. Valkyrie was looking up at the sky, frowning.

“What is this?”

“Valkyrie.”

“Yeah?”

“Let’s get out of here. This, it doesn’t feel like just pollen.”

I gestured to communicate. Valkyrie nodded and stood up.

Very abruptly, too.

Water trickled down. A cascade of orchid-like curves filled my vision.

I frantically turned my head away, but my eyes had already seen everything.

“……”

“……”

It hadn’t even been minutes since we agreed not to be awkward, and already the conversation was cut off.

Valkyrie and I dressed without even drying ourselves. Pollen fell like rain. Some of the powder inevitably went up my nose. A chain of sneezes erupted.

Each sneeze piled on the fatigue. It was getting harder and harder to control my reason. I kept feeling this urge to just wreck everything around me.

A bestial instinct, almost.

I endured it, if only for the sake of Seomrok and Yumun at home. I would rather die and become a stone than live as something less than a beast.

I hurried to the Saintess.

“You’re not feeling well?”

“……That’s right.”

My heart rate won’t slow down. My chest is pounding like I’m having arrhythmia.

Because I saw Valkyrie bathing?

No, that’s not the reason.

The Saintess, who was examining my body here and there, opened her mouth.

“Fever rising, heart racing… you’re desperate to run wild? If it’s been like this since the pollen started falling, then the cause is clear.”

The Saintess snatched a falling pollen grain.

“Indeed, mana is imbued within it.”

“I’ve just confirmed it as well.”

It’s a skill of considerable level. Normalization is possible since mana is the cause, but the problem is that the one who scattered this pollen is calculating even that.

The moment I manipulate Mirkill with the surrounding mana…

My reason will be the very thing to take flight.

“I encountered it while studying at the monastery. Some magical creatures broadly scatter mana that mentally confuses or seduces opponents.”

The Saintess continued, explaining in clumsy magic kingdom language.

“The leader of this monster is definitely an insect, probably a bee or a butterfly, I think. According to the holy medical texts, only divine power of healing… is what can cleanse this area.”

“Then, can Mr. Caston help me?”

“Yes, of course.”

The Saintess, unveiling herself, embraced me.

“…Mr. Caston?”

“Don’t think it strange. I need to, directly, remove the poison.”

Soft hands wrapped around the nape of my neck. The Saintess positioned my nose at the crown of her head.

“It’s dangerous to keep inhaling the pollen. I have inherently, purification divine power within my body. Smelling, smelling, smelling me… will make you feel better.”

The Saintess stood on tiptoes. Her skin and body scent drew even closer. My nape was held firmly, preventing me from turning my head.

Strange.

Clearly, I should be grimy from a long, deserted island life, yet the Saintess’s body smelled good. Fragrant, like using a nice fabric softener. The more I inhaled, the more addicted I became.

If I were to make a comparison, yes.

The Saintess’s hair was similar to the Fox Sisters’ tails. Soft, fluffy, and even warm.

[‘That’s it, that’s it, that’s it!’]

[‘Sunbae-nim. I didn’t know Erich Sunbae-nim was such a pervert. Get a grip and be a gentleman.’]

I know. I know I’m acting weird right now.

But the Saintess is a medical professional. Even if she likes me, I believe she’s not the type to demand weird things to satisfy her own desires.

The Saintess’s measure worked. The violent urges are subsiding. My heart is still pounding, but it’s much better than before.

“——.”

The Saintess, who poured her healing divine power into my body, looked up.

“How are you now?”

“Much better.”

“That’s a relief. Looks like it worked.”

The Saintess’s pupils were a very deep pink. I’ve never seen saturation this intense before.

Of course. She must have been very embarrassed, even though it was a medical procedure.

“I’m sorry for causing trouble.”

“Ah, no. Trouble? I… my heart was racing. This is something we should naturally do for each other.”

Something we should naturally do for each other, she says.

I couldn’t help but chuckle. That statement made me happy, but also a little embarrassed. I’m not sure what kind of relationship the Saintess and I have right now.

The pollen continued to fall.

Not only the Saintess, but Valkyrie and the fox sisters also seemed fine from the beginning. I was the only one who showed an adverse reaction.

[‘Looks like it’s magic that only affects men.’]

[‘I see. Got it. The leader of this island must be a b*tch. Using such heat-inducing magic, she’s definitely trying to seduce Erich and make clam chowder.’]

‘Senior, cut the weird jokes. Now’s not the time for pranks, right? My guess is it’s got some kind of neurotoxin that only works on mages. Mana’s the vector, probably.’

‘I’m serious. Wanna bet?’

‘Why would I?’

‘Loser has to twerk after getting their body back.’

‘That’s a seriously fucked up idea, ughhh.’

‘So, are you in or not?’

‘Let’s do it right now.’

Just when things seemed to be easing up, the Saintess pulled me into another hug.

“Magician, it’s probably best if you stick to hugging me like this periodically until the flower rain stops. I’ll, I’ll protect you. So don’t worry, okay?”

A sigh escaped my lips before I could stop it.

Think happy thoughts.

*

She wasn’t lying.

There’s nothing quite like the power of holy healing to cure someone trapped by various restrictions. Knowing this for a long time, Tiria quickly healed Erich’s condition.

Of course.

That didn’t mean she needed to lean on him completely, though.

Tiria embraced Erich and repeated to herself, over and over.

Goddess, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m truly sorry that I’m such a creepy, filthy woman…

Even though not only her eyes but also her earlobes had turned bright red from embarrassment, Tiria absolutely didn’t loosen her grip. She didn’t *want* to loosen it.

This was an opportunity, after all.

A chance to monopolize Erich, using healing as an excuse.

“Ugh…”

“……”

See that. Liyo was groaning, seemingly frustrated, and Rachel had her eyes squeezed shut, biting her lip. Yesterday’s fight was Rachel’s victory, but today’s protagonist was Tiria herself.

Tiria felt triumphant.

And ashamed.

Seeing herself go this far to win over a man, even the man from the enemy nation of Madouk, filled her with all sorts of feelings.

“Kuh-eung.”

She leaned against Erich’s chest, making pained noises. As she poured in more divine power, subtly pressing her body closer, she felt even more.

Firm, hot, and even a hard feeling.

Wait a minute. A hard feeling?

Could it be?

“Um, Mr. Carsten… Could you move away from me just a little bit?”

“Huh? Kyaaa!”

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Even Rachel was horrified, watching Tiria burst into a fit of shrieks. Among them, only Liyo was calm, no, rather, drooling.

Liyo licked her lips, stroking her tail.

Tonight, she hunts.

*

The worker bees, returning after spreading pollen, landed in front of the Queen’s nest.

[“Welcome. How did it go?”]

[“Um, well….”]

[“That male must have gone completely berserk, right?”]

The Queen Bee’s pollen had properties that amplified male aggression. Probably, by now, he’d be all riled up, beating his comrades without a second thought.

After creating that division, Virzoneh, the Queen Bee, planned to take the weakened male and devour him.

[“I have something to report, Your Majesty.”]

[“Speak.”]

[“There’s a woman among the party with healing divine power. With her immense power, she… normalized the effects of the pollen.”]

[“What?”]

Virzoneh rapidly beat her wings, raising her voice.

[“So! It had absolutely no effect?”]

[“Yes, nothing happened at all.”]

[“And what are they doing now?”]

[“I saw them getting food and heading back to camp.”]

[“Hmm.”]

The Queen issued an order.

[“Send out a scouting party to survey their base. We’ll re-apply the pollen at dawn and observe the results. It’s night, so the particles will be harder to see, which will make it difficult for them to react.”]

[“A wise decision, Your Majesty.”]

And so, small bees took flight, carrying containers filled with pollen. Their night pay was a single royal jelly, made from human fingers.

Several hours later, the scouting party returned.

[“What happened?”]

[“Um…”]

[“Speak.”]

[“A woman using divine healing power sprinkled pollen while sleeping. But there was a fox beastkin among our comrades, and that beastkin was the problem.”]

[“Continue. What’s the problem? Are you saying that damned thing can use the Sephiron of Healing too?”]

[“No, I think that beastkin is in heat?”]

[“……And?”]

The bees hesitated, then continued. Summarizing what they said:

[“Marking with her tail so that man can’t smell anything…?”]