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Chapter 40

Suspicion Breeds Ghosts (1)

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Originally, I had intended to establish the hierarchy through rape.

Watching the succubi get fucked had made me horny from all the wetness they were exuding, and before I knew it, I was naturally thrusting into the pussy in front of me.

There is one thing I can state with certainty.

A vampire’s pussy tasted better than a succubus’s virgin pussy.

I had intended to use Dahlia as a fleshlight, receive a blowjob, and masturbate into her pussy, but I completely forgot those plans and instead had genuinely passionate sex with Dahlia. That alone was enough to show how incredible a vampire’s pussy was.

And so I began to wonder.

What would a woman who had originally been a virgin taste like after becoming a vampire?

What would it feel like to taste her as a virgin first, then corrupt her into a vampire and fuck her afterward?

‘As expected, virgins are the best.’

Perhaps it was because I had gained some breathing room.

At first, I hadn’t even intended to distinguish between virgins and non-virgins, but for a while, I found myself insisting on virgins alone.

There was no need to be so particular.

The saying that, if one was going to choose, the red skirt was better was based on the premise of “if one must choose.” It also meant there was no need to refuse the other option entirely.

If I had the ability, why not have both?

‘Still, fucking Dahlia one more time would be a bit much.’

The moment I came inside Dahlia, there had been something in her expression that made my heart truly plummet.

‘A woman who discovers faith through rape.’

A crazy woman who felt pleasure even while being used by men, believing that it, too, was a trial from the Goddess.

I was the one who had made her that way, but after witnessing it with my own eyes, I found myself slightly afraid to penetrate her again.

‘Especially at the end. What was that? Divine power?’

I had ejaculated inside her, yet a red, magical-looking light had welled up in her vaginal opening.

It was undoubtedly something sacred, yet it possessed a strangely alien energy.

Fortunately, Dahlia had fainted from it, and I ordered my secretary, Lilith, to take care of her.

It definitely didn’t seem like ordinary magic.

I had seen Lilith flinch in surprise at the red light filling Dahlia’s lower abdomen and vaginal opening, so it had to be some special power unique to a fallen one.

‘I hope this doesn’t mean I’ll be ordered to keep fucking her in order to extract that power later.’

It was a concern.

If the Vampire Princess ordered me to create that magical power by giving Dahlia a creampie every day, I would willingly obey and fill her with my cum day after day.

But if I was going to do that anyway—

‘Eris would still be better.’

Unlike a pussy that felt as though its owner was only reluctantly offering it up, even while being raped, Eris was gradually allowing herself to be consumed according to the terms of our bargain.

‘The wall’s durability test is finished anyway, and more importantly, it’s boring just watching the others have sex.’

Honestly, merely sitting there and watching other men have sex had been excruciating.

I couldn’t masturbate, either, so in the end, there was only one choice left.

‘I’ll train the prisoners as prisoners, and train Eris as Eris.’

Eris’s training was not yet complete.

* * *

[Meanwhile, in the underground prisoner dungeon.]

Creak.

As the iron-barred door opened, the adventurer Kite entered the prison.

“.......”

Kite silently surveyed those who had once been his comrades.

Six men who had survived the Ritual of Judgment and, upon returning, had been raped by the succubi.

“You.”

Knight Kite quietly opened his mouth.

“Who did you penetrate?”

“......!!”

Several of them flinched and glanced around nervously.

Kite clearly noticed them exchanging looks with one another.

“Speak.”

Kite felt his anger rising from within.

He still couldn’t be certain, but he had no way of knowing how many of the six had penetrated ‘that place.’

“Tell me. Quickly. Or shall I ask you myself?”

“C-Captain.”

“You bastards, did you penetrate Zentia?”

“......!!”

Kite’s anger was blatant.

At least on the surface, it was the entirely natural anger of a man asking whether someone had ejaculated inside ‘his own wife.’

“T-There’s no way we would!”

One of the adventurers hurriedly waved his hands and shouted.

“How could we touch our sister-in-law...!”

“H-He’s right, Captain. Please calm down. We couldn’t possibly commit such an ungrateful act, could we?”

“That’s right. This is nothing but a scheme by those accursed demons. We ought to stand united, so I don’t think this is something worth getting angry over.”

Once one man opened the floodgates, the others began adding their own words one after another.

“Brother Kite! I’m disappointed in you! After all the hard work we’ve done for your sake, do you really think we’d touch your sister-in-law just because our lives were on the line?”

“Th-That’s right. There were three choices to begin with...”

“I’ll be honest.”

The man who had first been brought before the judgment stand raised his hand and stood.

“When the prisoners are eventually released, I’ll confess before everyone and atone for my sin.”

“You...”

“I raped Maria.”

“......!!”

At the man’s words, Kite’s heart seemed to sink.

Was it the truth?

Or was it a lie?

Was he claiming to have used Maria, who had been in the second hole, to hide the fact that he had penetrated a priestess and abandoned his faith in the Goddess?

Or—

“......Thank you for telling me honestly.”

Kite chose to believe him.

“There’s no way any of you would have touched Zentia. Yes, we’ve spent all this time working together as comrades.”

He wanted to believe it.

No, he didn’t want to imagine the alternative.

“...I feel sorry for Maria, but we cannot abandon our faith in the Goddess. We are human, after all.”

Kite clasped his hands together in prayer.

“We will overcome this crisis together. Even if our hearts should waver for a moment at the vile whispers of the Demon King’s army, we will steadfastly preserve our integrity and uphold justice.”

Moved by Kite’s devout prayer, the other adventurers also clasped their hands together one by one.

However.

The men exchanging glances beneath the surface could do nothing but swallow hard.

And Kite, too, knew that, yet desperately looked away.

The truth—

Only the demons knew it.

And even they could not know whether that truth was genuine or not.

Kite and the other adventurers knew only one fact.

Whose pussy they had penetrated.

Whose pussy they had thought they were raping.

That was all.

* * *

The second morning dawned since the day I had decided to train the seven male and two female prisoners.

By now, the prisoners were probably eating breakfast and awaiting today’s judgment.

“Eris.”

“.......”

I called for Eris first thing in the morning.

She was still wearing her prisoner’s uniform, but thanks to the shower facilities attached to her private room, she was perfectly clean as she sat across from me and ate breakfast with me.

“What is it?”

“.......”

“Are you bothered by what I said earlier?”

“Wouldn’t... anyone be?”

Eris scowled deeply and gripped her knife.

“You said you were going to rape me in front of the adventurer prisoners from Baron Gilbert’s domain?”

“It’s not rape. It’s sex.”

“How is that any different?!”

It was different.

Rape meant using someone without their consent, while sex was, in a broader sense, a sexual act, but—

“Do you not want to have sex with me? If you don’t, then it can’t be helped.”

“......What?”

I gave her a light push, and Eris lowered her knife in confusion, as though she hadn’t expected that answer.

“S-So? I see.”

“.......”

Yesterday.

I had not touched Eris once the entire day.

I hadn’t received a report on what she had done alone in her cell, but judging by Eris’s reaction, I felt I could guess.

“Eris. Are you embarrassed about having sex?”

“.......”

Eris gave a small nod, as if I had asked something obvious.

“Sex is a symbol of the bargain we made. Isn’t it?”

“Sex is...a symbol of our bargain?”

“Of course. I had sex with you in order to make a deal with the Count of Albatea’s domain.”

It was a leap in logic.

Logically, it made no sense whatsoever.

“But if you refuse to have sex with me, I’ll have no choice but to resolve the matter in my own way.”

But in the training room, the trainer’s words were law and truth.

“I suppose I’ll have no choice but to make a deal with another noble instead of the Count of Albatea.”

“......!!”

Remaining as calm as possible and pretending that Eris was not a great loss, I lifted and lightly shook my wineglass.

“The House of Baron Gilbert is a shame to lose, but I do know a little about them, so perhaps I’ll have to make a deal with them instead.”

“You’re...thinking of ending our bargain?”

“If we’ve made a deal, we should sincerely honor it. Wouldn’t it be disappointing if you behaved so insincerely?”

“...B-But...”

Eris placed both hands on her thighs and fidgeted with her fingers.

“E-Even if they are prisoners, they’re people who know me...”

“Ah, so that’s what you were worried about?”

As expected.

Eris was afraid that the other prisoners would discover her identity.

“Then we simply need to make sure they don’t find out.”

“...What are you planning?”

“If they don’t discover your identity, that means you’re willing to have sex, doesn’t it?”

“That’s not—”

“It isn’t?”

“.......”

Eris bit her lower lip and firmly shut her mouth.

“Good. Yes. That’s a good attitude.”

I rose from my seat and took out an item I had had Lilith prepare in advance.

“What...is that?”

“It’s one of the training tools used in the training room. To be honest, it’s closer to a torture device than a training tool.”

Click. Click.

“It’s a masked helmet.”

“.......!!”

A helmet that covered the entire face, similar to the one I had worn yesterday, was placed on the dining table.

“Y-You want me to wear that...?”

“Yes. And it doesn’t end with simply putting it on...”

I pointed below Eris’s neck.

“You’ll wear only this.”

“......What?”

“You only need to make sure they don’t discover your identity, right?”

I tapped the mask and gestured up and down at Eris.

“As long as they don’t realize that the naked female prisoner being fucked by me is Eris Albatea, that’s all that matters, isn’t it?”

Public nudity and humiliation were the basics of training.

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