Though it should go without saying, in this world, faith in the Goddess is absolute.
Because ‘divine power’ exists.
A very special power distinct from mana, priests who wield divine power manifest all manner of miracles through it.
Healing diseases, reattaching severed arms, purifying demonic miasma, or infusing weapons with divine power instead of mana to dispose of undead-type demons.
Since divine power manifested as tangible, physical miracles, the Order of the Goddess naturally established itself as a faith and object of worship worldwide.
Though tinged with religious color, the Order of the Goddess played the role of ‘doctors’ in this world.
Spanning both medicine and religion, the doctrine of the Goddess was something humans believed and followed from the moment they were born.
Even at meals, the devout would offer prayers to the Goddess before picking up their spoons.
In other words.
“What are you doing? Jerk off if you want to live. Or I’ll kill you.”
I was essentially forcing them to commit blasphemy.
“We have to survive. Hmm? If the Goddess is watching right now, surely She’d overlook something like this, wouldn’t She? Right?”
“Y-you son of a…!”
“Ten minutes.”
“What?”
“Those who don’t finish within ten minutes will die.”
I calmly drew my hand across my neck for the knight trying to rush at me.
“If you think the Goddess will save you, just endure it. We’ll mobilize a black mage to put your corpses to good use as skeletons.”
“N-no!!”
One adventurer screamed and clung to the iron bars.
“H-how can you do something so cruel! Are you even human?!”
“Because I am human.”
“What?!”
“I feel like I’ve heard that a dozen times by now, but I don’t particularly care. Secretary. Ten minutes. Start now.”
“Yes, Trainer.”
The succubus secretary stretched her hand forward.
Soon, magic sparkled in the air, and a circular clock appeared, ticking as its second hand began to move.
“Let’s sit back and enjoy the show in the meantime.”
I pointed to a chair some distance from the prison cell.
“Y-you!!”
The iron bars shook violently but didn’t break.
Unless some swordswoman who’d broken her handcuffs and killed the guard used some skill to pick the prison door, it wouldn’t open.
“Uu, ugh…! What should we do?!”
The men trapped inside tore at their hair and screamed.
Some doubted whether I’d really kill them; some had already removed their pants and were dangling their filthy cocks; and some couldn’t tear their eyes from the priestess’s uniform.
“Excellent, Trainer.”
The succubus secretary whispered into my ear.
“Are you trying to corrupt the men as well? By making them deny the Goddess.”
“There’s some of that, but can men even be corrupted?”
“Huh?”
“I had no particular intention of corrupting them and using them. Wasn’t corruption through training only possible for women in the first place?”
“…That’s not necessarily the case, but.”
The succubus secretary tilted her head, but I immediately waved my hand.
“Forget it. I don’t have the slightest intention of training those bastards….”
Hmm.
“I don’t, but I don’t plan to unless absolutely necessary.”
“Did something come to mind?”
“It’s not that I’m going to do anything specific, but I could use them if necessary. For example, something like this: a sister and younger brother came in….”
“Ah, wait a moment.”
The succubus secretary covered her ears with both hands.
“Can I not simply observe and learn when such a case arises later?”
“Later?”
“Yes.”
“…Heh, that’s true.”
Every time the succubus secretary spoke to me of the ‘Trainer’s future’ like this, I could feel hope that I would survive.
Even if the succubus secretary was an incredible schemer only telling me what I wanted to hear, it still felt good.
*If she betrays me, I’ll pay her back after regressing.*
There are many ways.
There were few means I could try right now, but once I became a formal Trainer, my leeway would surely broaden.
“Anyway, I had no intention of corrupting the men. Everything I’m doing now is aimed at that woman.”
“The priestess… you mean?”
“Yes.”
The men clung to the bars one by one.
“Look at that.”
Thud, thud-thud, thud-thud-thud.
“See them struggling to survive?”
“S-stop it!!”
The men began to thrust their filthy cocks through the bars one by one.
And the one who rushed at those men to stop them—
“The Goddess will not forgive this!”
—the priestess who had been helplessly violated only moments before.
“Don’t commit such sacrilege! Please, please!”
“Shut up, you useless bitch!”
*Smack.*
The knight swung his arm back and shoved the priestess away.
“If the Goddess is watching, She will understand all of this!”
“Fuck, we’re just spraying jizz on clothes! We can survive with this!”
“Don’t be swayed by that wicked man’s words! He is a minion of evil! You must not believe what the Demon King’s Army says!”
The priestess shouted in an earnest voice even after being struck in the face.
“What he wants is your corruption! By showing you debasing yourselves to survive while denying the Goddess, it is to humiliate you!”
Had the priestess’s earnest cry reached them?
Slowly, the men’s hands stopped stroking their cocks.
“As if.”
I immediately got up and approached them.
“This is how I survived, you know?”
“What…?”
“Behold.”
I lowered my pants.
Extending my already viciously erect cock forward, I pointed its tip toward the priestess’s clothes—toward the symbol of the Order of the Goddess.
“I survived this way too.”
It was a lie.
But how could they know for sure?
“Watch closely.”
I moved my hand back and forth rapidly.
Though it was somewhat awkward to masturbate in front of them, I kept stroking while staring only at the priestess’s face, which was slowly filling with despair.
“N-no!!”
The priestess clung to the bars and reached out toward me.
Her hands couldn’t reach because of the shackles, but she pushed them between the bars, trying desperately to block the semen I was about to release onto her priestly robes—
“Don’t do it, you wicked devil!!”
—struggling with all her might to prevent it from striking the symbol of the Order of the Goddess.
“Too late.”
I stepped slightly to the side.
*Splurt!*
I ejaculated into the air.
The semen flew in an arc. Though somewhat watery, it landed precisely on the symbol of the priestess’s robes.
“Aaaaaaaaah!!”
The priestess shrieked, screaming even more violently than when she had been raped.
“I curse you! Heavenly punishment will descend upon you! You will suffer for eternity even after death!!”
The priestess screamed at me with all her might.
“Heavenly punishment?”
I aimed my cock at the priestess, flicking it lightly as I mocked her.
“If such a thing existed, wouldn’t I have died long ago?”
“……!!”
“You said the Goddess is watching this place? Then there’s your answer. The Goddess forgives even acts like this.”
“A-ah….”
She couldn’t deny it.
Because if she denied this, another possibility would become certainty.
“Or what? The Goddess is just silently watching despite your prayers? Wow, the Goddess sure has a twisted sense of humor.”
“S-shut…!”
“Your faithful followers have been captured by demonkind and are being violated like this, yet the Goddess hasn’t bestowed a single miracle?”
Another possibility.
“Goddess, do you really exist?”
“Aaaaack!!!”
The denial of the Goddess’s existence.
“No. Even if She exists, is She really someone who tries to help the humans here?”
From the Goddess—
“Have you perhaps been abandoned?”
—the terror of abandonment.
“A-ah….”
“Hey. What are you doing?”
I turned my gaze from the screaming priestess and straightened my pants.
“It hasn’t even been ten minutes; I doubt even four minutes remain.”
“……!!”
The knights exchanged glances.
“Uu, uaaaah!!”
They began to shake their hands violently as if their cocks would burst.
*Splurt.*
The priestess’s clothes were drenched in yellowish filth.
“Aah….”
Watching the symbol of the Order of the Goddess being defiled like that, the priestess hung her head with eyes more despairing than when she herself had been violated.
“…Oh my.”
The succubus secretary, who had been watching quietly from behind, exclaimed in surprise.
“Trainer. That.”
“What.”
“…That woman. I think it’s possible now…?”
“Possible?”
“Yes. That.”
The succubus secretary spoke clearly of the phenomenon before her, as though she hadn’t expected it.
“…The conditions for corruption through the lewd crest have been met.”
“Hmm.”
On the priestess’s lower abdomen.
The lewd crest swelled with black light.
A black light that seemed born of hatred, rage, and despair rather than pleasure.
“I think we can corrupt her now….”
“Is that so.”
I pointed at the priestess.
“Wash her and bring her. Let’s see what happens when she falls.”
“Yes. …Amazing. As expected of you, Trainer.”
The succubus secretary clicked her tongue.
“To fulfill the conditions for corruption without using training methods….”
“…….”
I hadn’t known either.
“It is training.”
“Huh?”
“Shoving a cock into someone on a bed isn’t the only method of training.”
I lightly tapped my temple.
“Her mind is being raped. As we speak.”
* * *
A short while later.
I met the priestess again in the training room.
Though her body had been properly washed, crude marks of men’s hands remained all over her.
The female knight Eris was not here.
Perhaps because her first time had been so incredible, she had remained unconscious even after returning from the underground prison.
So I had her moved.
If I showed her the scene to come, her training might fail for no reason.
“Hey.”
“…….”
The priestess was silent.
Beyond her disheveled bangs, her eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.
“How about killing them instead of me?”
“…What?”
“Think about it. I never believed in the Goddess from the start.”
“……!!”
It caused a misunderstanding.
As though I had been a member of the Demon King’s Army from the very beginning, a spy hiding among humans who had finally revealed his true colors.
“But what about them? They sought the Goddess when they needed Her, yet threw Her away to save their own lives.”
“…….”
“I’ll give you a chance. No. Shall we make a bet?”
“A… bet?”
“Yes. I don’t believe in the Goddess, but that doesn’t mean I deny Her existence.”
The priestess’s eyes grew confused.
“I’m a son of a bitch, but those bastards are pieces of shit.”
I could feel the succubus secretary’s gaze behind me.
“You.”
I retrieved an item I had prepared in advance from the warehouse.
“Become the executioner.”
“…What?”
“Become the one who executes those prisoners who blaspheme the Goddess to survive.”
“You’re telling me to work for the demons now—”
“I’m not telling you to work for demonkind. I’m telling you to work for the Goddess.”
Contracted executions.
Of course, it was a play on words.
“Kill those who betrayed the Goddess with your own hands.”
“By becoming… a demon?”
“Aren’t you curious? If you become a demon but continue to work and pray for the Goddess, whether you can return to being human.”
That was why it was a ‘bet.’
“I will make you a demon. Your task is to dispose of the trash in this prison who, like those men, insult the Goddess and throw away their faith to save their own skins.”
“Keeping them from reaching the Goddess’s embrace, in other words.”
“…Ha.”
The priestess twisted her lips in a scoff.
“You son of a bitch.”
“The highest praise.”
I extended my hand toward the priestess.
“Shall we shake on it? Or bump fists?”
“…Very well, let’s try it.”
The priestess smiled bitterly and thrust her shackled hands forward.
“I shall prove it. Even if I fall to become a demon, the Goddess still embraces me. This too is merely a trial bestowed by the Goddess…!”
“Exactly what I wished for.”
If.
*If she falls, I could shove my cock into her with a grateful heart full of love.*
If she succeeds in falling and becomes a demon, and that makes me a Trainer, I will gladly pound my cock into her until she screams in pleasure.