Part 63:
The Invincible Shovel
I-I SAID IT! I actually said it! Lithisia’s heart raced a mile a minute.
Alan had said he would do anything she asked of him, and she had promptly asked him to “shovel” her.
It took all of two seconds for her to regret this. How vulgar. How perverted. She had actually told him straight to his face that she wanted to engage in baby-making.
But she couldn’t correct herself. After all, she really did want this. Lithisia wanted to do every imaginable thing with Alan, and she could barely contain herself anymore. She knew this was unbecoming of a shovel and a young lady, but she could no longer stop herself. Thus, she stared straight at Alan and waited for an answer.
At length, he nodded. “I understand.”
“!”
A wave of bliss washed over Lithisia.
“Lithisia, truth be told, I’ve barely understood anything you’ve said since our journey began. But even so, even if I can’t understand your words, I can’t help but want to do everything and anything for you. I want to give you everything you desire. Lithisia…” Alan stopped for a moment. Then, with an entirely focused expression on his face, he declared, “Because I love you.”
“!!!”
Whoa! Catria jumped in surprise. This was a proper confession! A proper, human confession!
“If I’m being completely honest, I’ve always wanted to uncover everything there is to uncover about you.”
“!!!”
The bombs kept dropping, though they were getting increasingly more shovel with each passing moment.
“I never know what you’re thinking. But that just means you’re like no other mining vein I’ve ever encountered. Why your sentences end with shovel, why you want to bear my child, I still don’t quite get any of it. But that’s why my desire is so strong. I want to dig into your entire being…” Alan embraced Lithisia tightly. “And I want to make everything about you mine. I can’t hold back this desire anymore.”
A few more seconds of silence went by. Lithisia was so moved that she simply quivered in place while gazing at Alan.
Meanwhile, Catria stared out a nearby window. Do I really need to be here for this?
“Sir Mi…ner…”
“I’m gonna have my way with you right now.”
Lithisia nodded. She wore her princess dress that placed great emphasis on her exquisite chest. Just as she was about to remove said article of clothing, she realized something. “Ah! Th-that’s right. We’re supposed to do this with our clothes on, right?”
“Hrm?”
“When I practiced shoveling for the first time, that’s what you said to me!”
It was an act she had simulated countless times in her mind. Now it was finally time to put that experience to use!
But Alan shook his head. “No, it’d probably be better if you took your dress off. It’ll probably get torn apart.”
What an absurd thing to say.
“Torn apart?!”
“I’m going to try and be as gentle as possible, but this is my first time as well. I don’t know how hard it’s going to get.”
“Ah… Ahhhh?!” Lithisia felt dizzy after hearing his rough description of the act. But it didn’t scare her. If anything… “I-if you want, you can be as r-rough as you want.”
“Really?”
“Um, um, I!” Lithisia poked her fingers together in front of her lips. “I…I want to do all the things that you want…to do…”
Alan could do naught but nod after seeing the princess work up the courage to say as much. “Then we’re doing it with clothes on.”
“R-right!” Lithisia’s cheeks were bright red with joy. Um, um! Clothes on, and then uh, the location is important too!
The only thing in the room was the throne.
“Um, do we, er, need a bed?” According to Lithisia’s limited knowledge, a bed was a necessary object when it came to this sort of thing. She would have to grip the bed’s white sheets as she tried her hardest to bear the overwhelming pleasure washing over her.
“A bed? Hrm, it’d break.”
“It would?!”
“Like I said, it’s my first time, so I don’t know how hard to go.”
Lithisia was amazed. Dizzyingly so. She was impressed that not only would Sir Miner rip her clothes apart, he’d destroy the bed as well!
But she had decided to accept his everything. That was why she gripped her red shovel and teleported a king-sized bed with white sheets into the throne room. This was the power of the seven orbs; they were still continuing to grant her heart’s desires.
Alan nodded. “Now then, Lithisia. Sit on the bed for me.”
“Um, o-okay! I’m sitting down now!”
“I want you to take up a position where you can best focus.”
Lithisia nodded at the speed of light. Focus. Focus on the moment. In other words, take up an appropriate position!
Catria beheld Lithisia with her maiden circuits operating at full power and sighed deeply. I should make my exit and leave these two alone. Should I hang around outside for two or three hours? I mean, it’s what my mistress desires, right? At this point, the two of them should just run off to the ends of space or some alternate dimension or something. Ah, but wait. What if divine punishment rains down while they’re busy? I guess I’ll just have to protect us, then. It’s a knight’s job to protect their mistress, not to tell her to “deal with it yourself.”
Just as Catria was about to turn her back on Alan and the princess, Alan stopped her. “Catria, where are you going?”
“Where? I mean, uh, the two of you should enjoy yourselves.”
“No, you should watch us, Catria.”
A moment passed.
“WHAAAAAA?!” Both Catria and Lithisia simultaneously screamed.
“Why so surprised? This’ll be a good learning moment for you.”
“Wait, wait, wait! How so?!”
This man had recommended something truly outrageous. Then Catria realized something and hugged her chest tightly. She closed her thighs together and did her best to hide her exposed skin from Alan’s sight.
“Wait, d-don’t tell me you’re plan on doing me too?!”
“Hrm? No, not if you don’t want me to.”
“You mean you would if I asked?!”
“Of course.”
Wait, wait, wait, that’s rude to Lithisia! And I don’t at all want that one bit, so why is my chest getting so tight?! Hold yourself together, Catria! What the hell are you thinking?! Catria was extremely confused.
Then Lithisia stepped in. “U-um, Catria? Please stay.”
“Et tu, Your Highness?! Isn’t this embarrassing?!”
“E-extremely so! But!” Lithisia held herself tightly as well. “It seems Sir Miner enjoys being…watched, so…”
Your Highness, you’re taking your obedient maiden schtick a tad too far! But Catria didn’t say this aloud. Something was off. This was supposed to be a private act between two lovers. Alan’s interests clearly ran weird, but Catria didn’t think he’d be the sort of guy into this kind of stuff—Wait a second. Huh?
Something really was out of place. Would Alan really be into this stuff? He had enough common sense to state that making love to Kuronono would make him a criminal. Right? When it came to things unrelated to shovels, Alan was a man with common sense.
Unlike the princess.
“I-I’m sitting down n-now…”
While Catria began to feel suspicious, things continued to progress elsewhere.
“Mm…” A position in which Lithisia could focus. In other words, a special pose. Lithisia placed her knees on the bed’s sheets and laid back on a pillow. She raised her legs like one might in PE class. Her breasts swelled, and her tight white stockings accentuated her shapely thighs.
Holding up her stockings was a white garter belt, and beneath her skirt were her panties… They were pure-white, chosen so that she’d be ready to show them to Alan at the drop of a hat.
Lithisia trembled under Alan’s gaze. It was terribly embarrassing, but she wanted him to look.
“Mmm, Sir Miner…” She hugged her chest, emphasizing her breasts. The two melon hills swayed. They were quite shapely. Every time she got into the bath, she washed them carefully to ensure they would be lovely to behold. Would Alan appreciate them?
Her heart raced and when she looked at Alan, he was holding his shovel, ready to go.
“Aaaah…” Lithisia was so incredibly happy. So thrilled. She closed her eyes. He’s going to do it. He’s going to have his way with me!
Then a single white feather floated in front of Alan.
“Alan! Alan! There’s no more time!” Lucy, the Shovel Angel, appeared from a rip in space. She looked panicked as she flapped her wings. “You’ve been found out! There’s no more time! You have to run!”
Catria unleashed a sigh of relief. It was unfortunate for the princess, but Lucy had excellent timing. Or so she thought.
“I can’t do that,” said Alan.