The female knight Eris is still unconscious.
And the knight—the direct cause of my first death—is violating the priestess alongside the other male prisoners.
‘Their reactions really are different.’
Could it be that they were hit by an especially intense bout of post-nut clarity?
Or perhaps everyone goes through the stages of accepting death differently.
Thud, thud-thud.
Some are crouched in the corner with their heads bowed, while others, still having lost consciousness, continue to fuck the priestess after she has given up on everything.
‘What should I do?’
I have drawn the rough sketch.
I have drafted the blueprint, but whether it is art or architecture, nothing is completed simply by drawing a rough sketch.
If a few things go wrong during the intermediate stages, the plan and the finished product frequently end up out of alignment—and then, in the end, you have to work yourself to the bone fixing everything.
‘Focus.’
What matters to me is not the training, but the ‘corruption.’
In the end, unless I turn these people into demons, no matter how much I fuck and violate them, I will be no different from the male prisoners who fucked that priestess over there.
Therefore.
‘Two chances remain.’
Corruption training through sex: the female knight Eris.
And the other one—
“I have returned, Master Trainer.”
“…What is that?”
I swallowed involuntarily at the sight of the green slime brought in by the succubus secretary.
“It looks somewhat familiar.”
“I fed it to the slime. As you can see, it was a female bandit.”
“Oh…”
A humanoid slime.
Its lower half was spread out as though melting away, but from above the anklebones upward, it had taken on a human shape as closely as possible.
“Hasn’t that been corrupted into a demon?”
“The circumstances are somewhat different. Feeding a human to an ordinary slime does not allow it to acquire human intelligence.”
“……”
“What we need is a ‘corrupted human.’ Giving a slime a human form is not the corruption desired by the Vampire Princess.”
“I see.”
I had wondered if an easy path had opened up.
“Would you like to try it once?”
“The slime’s pussy?”
“Yes.”
The succubus secretary pointed toward the slime’s lower body.
The pussy flowing with sticky mucus resembled that of the female bandit I had fucked before the creampie regression.
“Secretary.”
“Yes.”
“If it is imitating the pussy of a non-virgin exactly as it is, is the slime a virgin?”
“……Uh, probably not… right?”
“Then forget it.”
It was a pussy I had already experienced.
Even if the slime possessed that exact pussy, the chances of renewing the creampie regression were low.
“Ah. Still, there is something I’d like to ask. I heard that slime mucus is sometimes used as an ingredient in aphrodisiacs.”
“That is correct. In fact, that is why I fed it to the slime and brought it here.”
“……I see.”
The succubus secretary was quite a capable being.
“Good. Then, from now on, shall we make an effort to corrupt her more thoroughly?”
“……!!”
Even if only to repay the feelings of the woman who had thrown her life away for my sake, even for the sake of that desperate longing, I had to succeed in corrupting her.
“First, it seems we should head down to the prison. Can we leave this woman here?”
“Shall I bind her with chains?”
“If we bind her too tightly, it might be troublesome. Let’s put a shackle on only one hand and tie her to the bed. Ah, she won’t escape, will she?”
“Judging by her condition, she should remain unconscious like that for about five hours. If we finish our business and return before then, there should be no problem.”
“She’s already been out for—”
Come to think of it.
“Hmm, I suppose so. It hasn’t been that long. Since she passed out, she should sleep for quite a while.”
I felt that a considerable amount of time had passed while going through the creampie regression, but not much time had actually elapsed since the point of my last regression.
‘I need a clock.’
A wristwatch, or perhaps a wall clock.
I was not concerned with the exact hour and minute, but I needed some sense of how much time had passed.
“Secretary.”
“Yes, Master Trainer.”
“How long has it been since that priestess over there was first fucked?”
“Right now… approximately three hours.”
“I see.”
I took the tissues lying beside the bed and cleaned the female knight Eris’s lower body.
“Ah.”
Then I picked up the handkerchief.
“My apologies. It got semen on it.”
“Not at all.”
“Is there a facility where it can be washed?”
“If you give it to me, I will take care of it.”
After accepting the handkerchief I had used to wipe my cock, the succubus secretary slipped it into her pocket.
‘Her clothes are going to smell like semen.’
Well, perhaps it did not matter since she was a succubus.
“Then let’s go.”
After binding the female knight Eris so that she could not escape even if she woke up—
“Toward the first candidate, the one best suited for corruption.”
“The first…?”
“That’s right.”
Still naked, I rose from the bed wearing only the trainer’s robe I had brought along.
“Humans truly despair when they are betrayed by their fellow humans.”
“Despair…”
“Before we go down, I need to pick up one thing. Is there a warehouse where you keep the spoils of war?”
“What sort of item are you looking for?”
The succubus secretary asked in a slightly tense voice, but—
Whisper, whisper.
When I told her about the item and my plan—
“……Haa.”
Her eyes curved into crescent moons as she swallowed audibly.
“I will bring it at once.”
* * *
The priestess, ‘Yur,’ seriously considered the situation she had found herself in.
Was this a trial from the goddess, meant to drive me into despair?
Thud, thump.
Was it torture?
She did not know.
It was painful, but she was gradually becoming accustomed to the pain.
The pain of having a cock thrust down her throat until it became difficult to breathe was bearable.
Having a cock thrust into both the front and back at once because she had two pussies was bearable as well.
“My Lady, if only I can sacrifice this body and, ngh, grant them peace…”
This could be the final duty given to her.
“Heh heh, Priestess. If you have time to pray, suck cock instead, you fucking bitch!”
“Uuup!”
Before she could even recite a prayer, a cock was shoved into her mouth.
“If you have time to call for your goddess, satisfy our cocks instead. Hm?”
“Mm, mmm…!”
It was not enough to completely block her mouth, but with her head held in place, she could not resist.
Was there any meaning in resisting in the first place?
She did not know.
Whom was she resisting?
These men had come to kill demons for the sake of the church, only to be captured alongside her in the end.
“Mmph, ngh…!”
Therefore, if they were to go to the goddess’s embrace, it was only right that she embrace their final moments.
Therefore.
Squelch, squelch.
The manifestation of lust entering her again and again—so many times that she no longer knew how many—was the goddess’s final mercy.
They had fought the demons valiantly with their final breaths, and before dying, they were merely enjoying the pleasure they possessed as humans before departing for the goddess’s embrace.
Truly, a last supper.
It was somewhat bitter that the meal consisted not of food, but of a woman. Even so, the priestess quietly accepted becoming their last supper.
The knights were not the ones at fault.
The truly evil one was—
Clap, clap, clap.
“Wow, impressive.”
That voice.
“If I record this on a video magic stone and sell it over there, it should fetch a fair amount of money.”
The voice of that ‘human,’ speaking mockingly—or perhaps contemptuously.
“You bastard!”
The knight sitting in the corner rose and clung to the bars.
“What did you do to Eris?!”
“Eris? …Heh. You mean the female knight?”
The man, whose name he did not even remember, sneered at the knight.
“Why? Is she your fiancée or something?”
“You fucking bastard!”
“Her pussy tasted good.”
“……What?”
The knight froze at the man’s words.
“I said her pussy tasted good. I kept thrusting deep inside her, and she could barely stay conscious. Even while she was passed out, I gently rubbed her inside, and she tightened around me on her own. She must be a sex genius.”
“Gyaaaah!”
The knight began beating the bars with his shackles.
Amid that attack, filled with rage—
“Secretary.”
Crackle!
The man gave an order to the succubus secretary, and lightning immediately shot out from the knight’s shackles, making him collapse.
“Gh, grrk, aaargh…!”
“You’re angry? How absurd. Why exactly are you angry?”
The priestess thought.
The man’s voice contained mockery, contempt, and a hint of anger.
“Are you angry because I fucked Eris’s virginity away? Hmm, and yet that same kind of human just fucked the priestess over there like an animal?”
“You…!”
“And the others are no different.”
The man chuckled and tapped on the bars as though knocking on a door.
“Let the one among you who has not thrust his cock into the priestess throw the first stone at me.”
“!!”
At those words—
“H-how blasphemous—!”
The priestess shouted without realizing it.
“How dare you insult the doctrine?! You wretched betrayer of humanity! I’ll kill you!”
That was doctrine.
The most sacred words of the goddess.
If she could tolerate someone twisting those words in such a manner, she would not be a follower of the goddess.
“Insulting the doctrine, you say… Listen, Priestess. I think you’re mistaken about something.”
In that instant—
The moment she thought their eyes had met—
“Your goddess, I mean. Has she ever come to you while you were being gang-raped like this?”
At those words, the priestess’s heart sank.
“When the bastards captured alongside you shoved their cocks into your pussy, did the goddess take your place and offer herself to them?”
“S-shut up!”
“When they shoved filthy, unwashed, cum-encrusted cocks into your mouth, did the goddess ever appear and tell them to stop?”
“The goddess watches over us at all times and in all places! How dare someone like you—!”
“Even now, while we’re talking, you’re still being impaled on a cock.”
“……!!”
In fact, that was true.
“Ah, ahh, ngh…”
The priestess was still being penetrated.
The man who had been stealthily thrusting into her backside had quietly withdrawn, flustered, but the man whose cock was buried inside her while he sucked on her breasts could not get up, pinned beneath her.
“Priestess. When you were being gang-raped by men, did the goddess ever come to you?”
“Silence, blasphemer!”
“When you were captured in this dungeon, did the goddess come to rescue you?”
“Do not bewitch me, evil spirit!”
“Even now, while you’re being fucked like an animal, is the goddess answering you?”
“It is because my faith and devotion are insufficient! You betrayer of humanity!”
At that—
“Heh heh. Me?”
The man smiled thinly.
“Am I the only traitor? Am I the only piece of trash?”
As though he had been waiting for those words—
“Priestess. If the goddess truly exists, she must be watching this place as well, right? Then let’s find out.”
The man extended something forward.
“Here.”
It was—
“Here is the priestess’s vestment.”
The vestment that had been taken from her when she was dragged here and forcibly changed into prison clothes.
“And here is the symbol of the Goddess’s Church.”
The church’s symbol was embroidered on its back in cross-stitch.
“Hey, prisoners.”
The man neatly spread the vestment in front of the bars and stepped back.
“Masturbate over it.”
“……What?”
At the order, the priestess’s heart sank.
“Whoever covers this vestment in semen will be spared.”
“Ah, ahh…”
The priestess immediately looked over the others.
“And whoever ejaculates exactly inside the symbol…”
The man stepped back with a sardonic smile.
“I’ll set him free. From this prison. Into the outside world.”