Dominating S World

Chapter 300— First Impression of the Kingdom of Marjor

"They say he's coming now."

"Okay… If everything goes according to plan, that's good…"

"Yes… But along with the Pope, not only the Sadi believers but also hundreds of security forces are coming together to protect him."

"Tsk… What a useless thing…"

At the moment, as long as Taeyang wasn't under the control of the Sadism cult, there was no major difficulty in kidnapping or brainwashing him.

However, if Sadism was involved, the situation became entirely different.

Even though Sadism was technically a religion, its military power was at a level that couldn't be ignored globally. Even if only the security forces were dispatched, it would be impossible for anyone from Marjor's side to get close.

Moreover, Sadism itself could be considered the state religion and the very foundation of the Marjor Kingdom.

If any action taken was even slightly hostile toward Sadism, public backlash would be far worse than the current unrest. The nation might collapse before it had any chance to recover—so they couldn't afford to make a move at all.

'The only way left is to persuade him… I have to do whatever it takes to make him want to become the king of this kingdom…'

Queen Anne, caught in a situation where retreat is no longer an option, fully understands that there's no path left except to unconditionally accept whatever terms Taeyang demands.

If everything proceeds as planned, he will marry her daughter—the princess—and ascend as the future king of the Marjor Kingdom. With the rise of someone seen as the true prophet of the God of Sadi, public opinion would shift and stabilize.

'But… if he tries to fundamentally alter the kingdom… he must be stopped at all costs.'

The biggest variable in all of this was, ironically, Taeyang—the one person they needed the most.

Queen Anne had done her research, gathering as much information as possible, but no matter how thorough, one could never truly understand a person through reports or scraps of paper alone.

Had he been a native of Marjor, she could have conducted a more detailed investigation, but as an outsider, there were too many unknowns. As a result, the direction in which Taeyang might lead the Kingdom of Marjor remained a complete mystery.

In the worst-case scenario, if he became king and steered the nation the wrong way, it could bring total ruin. That was the outcome the queen was desperate to avoid.

A king who was now unconditionally necessary—yet, paradoxically, the most unpredictable person to place on the throne.

The queen's mind grew increasingly tangled with conflicting thoughts.

'Honestly… brainwashing would've been so much simpler.'

She was fully aware of the cruelty and immorality behind such a method, but if it ensured the survival of the royal family and the country, she would've done it without hesitation. Unfortunately, that door was now completely closed. With Sadism standing firmly by his side, along with the powerful women loyal to him, any attempt at coercion or control had become utterly impossible.

She had no choice but to use the most uncertain and difficult method—persuasion.

If he refused, she longed to resort to force. But that too was off the table. When weighed against the potential losses and risks, Taeyang was simply irreplaceable.

He was the one absolute card the Kingdom of Marjor had left.

"Whoa… When will he arrive?"

"Yes, he's scheduled to arrive before dinnertime."

"Then the first thing we'll entertain him with is a meal… Make sure he has the best seat."

"Yes, I understand, Your Majesty."

The queen knew well—meals were the first and most delicate chance to leave a favorable impression.

If she missed that, everything could fall apart.

She began making thorough preparations, determined to ensure that nothing would sour Taeyang's opinion of the Kingdom of Marjor before their plan even began.

….

….

"Ugh!!!… Whew… I didn't know it would take 10 hours."

"I'm sorry… I forgot to tell you in advance…"

"It's okay… I'll just punish you so much that your ass will burn at night as punishment."

"Yes, yes♥ Prophet♥"

I left behind the Pope, who looked far too delighted at the mention of punishment.

Honestly, I was exhausted—I hadn't expected the flight to drag on this long.

'I should've taken a nap halfway through…'

I only listened to the Pope's explanation for about an hour, but since I had no idea when we'd land, I just sat there with my eyes open the whole time. It wasn't until nearly 8 hours in that I found out the flight would last a total of 10 hours.

'I get now why people say flying is exhausting…'

It was both my first time on a plane and my first time traveling overseas, but it hadn't exactly started on a high note.

'Well… Nothing seems particularly exciting so far…'

Maybe it was because of the uncomfortable flight, but even seeing a completely new country didn't leave much of an impression on me.

"Welcome, Taeyang Kim."

""""""Welcome, Taeyang Kim""""""

"Wow!?"

As I stepped out through the gate, more than 200 women greeted me in perfect unison.

'This is… seriously overwhelming…'

The official reason for calling me to the Kingdom of Marjor was to have the Prophet participate in the princess's christening ceremony. While I understood the welcome to some extent, I wasn't prepared for just how blatantly tempting it would be.

Looking around, it was clear that most of the people here, including the Pope and myself, were connected to Sadism in some way. The woman who awaited us seemed to be sent by the queen.

I had heard that Marjor was a quiet country with little outside influence, so the sheer number of people gathered here felt unexpectedly overwhelming.

Despite the ceremony's official purpose, the welcome seemed designed to make an impression on me, and I couldn't shake the feeling of being put under a kind of scrutiny.

 'The women's clothes… Well, the women in my neighborhood are more vulgar.'

I noticed that the queen was aware of my attraction to women, so she arranged for them to wear revealing outfits. However, the young women in my neighborhood seem to have a more feminine appearance.

Maybe it's because I've only seen women wearing sexy clothes lately, but now there are more than 200 women wearing clothes that emphasize their breasts and ass. It seems like they're trying to please me, but it feels like it's missing something.

"We'll be staying at the castle that Marjor Kingdom takes pride in… Is that alright?"

"Well, yeah."

"Thank you, Taeyang!!"

The pope had just informed me about where to stay and eat, but since she was so openly suggesting I stay at the castle, I simply agreed.

'Well, when else would I be at the castle if not now… Or if I become king, will I be there every day?'

Honestly, I can admit that the queen's goals and mine are almost the same in the end.

But what bothered me about her was how she tried to push me into the position of king and make sure she had control.

Therefore, I have no intention of simply accepting the queen's proposal as she wanted.

'I'm going to become king… But I need to make it clear who's in charge.'

It may seem arrogant to say this to a queen who rules a country, but given my current position, I was in a situation where I held the upper hand.

I made my way to the queen's castle with the intention of showing her who I truly am, so she would never entertain such arrogant thoughts again.

…

"Welcome, Pope Arya and… Prophet."

"It's been a while, queen."

"Hello…"

When we arrived at the castle, the queen greeted us.

Instead of sitting on a throne like I had seen in fantasy comics and looking down at us, she was seated in a reception room, offering a warm greeting.

'It's a little different from what I expected… But it's more impressive than I thought.'

To put it simply, the queen's presence was exactly what you would expect from someone in her position.

The queen greeted us in a simple yet elegant dress, her long, wavy blonde hair flowing gracefully.

Her tone was somewhat arrogant, but given her position as queen, such a manner of speaking was to be expected.

 'Chest… Passed!!'

In particular, her breasts were quite large, and she was wearing a dress with deep cleavage. She has quite attractive breasts that make people drool just by looking at her.

"Thank you, prophet, for participating in this baptism."

"Haha… No, just call me Taeyang."

"That's right… Taeyang."

Observing her arrogant and dignified demeanor, as well as her appearance, I found it hard to believe that she had actually planned to kidnap me and brainwash me.

I pretended to be unaware of anything and conversed with her while maintaining the appearance of simply greeting her, without showing any intention of making me the king of this country.

At first glance, she could easily be mistaken for someone who had genuinely invited me to her daughter's christening.

"It's nice to have a conversation like this, but now it's mealtime, so let's talk while eating."

"Thank you for your consideration, queen."

"Yes, I understand…"

I was quite hungry and eager to learn more about the queen, so when the topic of food came up, I eagerly made my way to the restaurant. The lavish meal, the luxurious tableware, the plates, and the numerous maids attending to me made me realize what a royal meal truly was.

"Now, feel free to eat as much as you want."

'This queen?' She spoke casually, as if it were just a normal meal, but looking around, I could tell that wasn't the case.

"Excuse me, Taeyang."

"Ah… Yeah…"

The maid who approached me was wearing a maid uniform, but it wasn't the regular kind I was familiar with. Instead, it looked like something you'd only see in places that provide erotic services.

The maid uniform, with a skirt that revealed her ass and a deep cleavage, was clearly designed to entice me.

Her bare pussy and ass were visible under the skirt that fluttered as she walked, and her nipples stood out above her clothes.

 'I quite like it… But it's weak!'

A meal is served while I am being attended to by female staff who are already in a lewd form?

It was such a familiar thing.

I was not satisfied with this. The attention I usually receive was far more erotic and oozes seductive lewdness than this.

The meal ended with my lukewarm response, and the first day came to a close as we were all escorted to our rooms for tomorrow's schedule.