Chapter 19: Imprisoned Saintess: Arthur’s Dark Fantasy

“…Despair, this yellow guy is the hero?”

“Yes, my lady. Is there something wrong…?”

“This is…the hero’s taste?”

I opened my eyes in a dark room.

I was definitely on my way to the academy, so how did I end up in a dark place like this?

Damp, made of old bricks, but why is only the furniture inside so luxurious?

And where did Excalibur go?

Why am I…holding a whip?

As I was flustered and bewildered,

I heard the voice I wanted to hear the most, the voice I couldn’t hear.

“Arthur…would you mind untying this?”

Saintess? Why is she here?

Clearly…that day, the blood flowing from her wounds was too much…she died…

No, no.

I need to check first…!

“…!!!!”

I turned my head to confirm if Saintess’s voice was real, and what I saw was Saintess wearing clothes so thin that her undergarments were visible. She was alive, full of vitality, and able to speak in a clear voice.

? Why is she wearing such clothes…?

Ah! That’s right, I dressed her like that.

I defeated the Demon King, bought a secluded mansion,

and was in the middle of imprisoning and admiring Saintess, who was actually alive.

I finally remember.

I recalled the past and looked at Saintess.

Her blue eyes, bluer than the ocean and shining like sapphires, were filled with fear and bewilderment. I slowly approached her and placed the silver hair I had longed to touch on my hand.

Softly.

Even the way her hair, shining as if spun from silver, rested on my hand was beautiful. I slowly lowered my head and smelled the sweet lilac scent of her hair.

“Hmm…ha…”

Saintess, truly afraid, squeezed her eyes shut and spoke to me in a trembling voice.

“Arthur? Why are you acting like this all of a sudden…?”

I answered without hesitation.

These were the words I had vowed to say if this situation ever arose.

“…Because there were too many people looking at you with strange eyes.”

Because I wanted only me to be reflected in your blue eyes.

Because I wished the hand that touched your jade-like skin was mine.

Because I couldn’t bear you being even a little bit away from my side.

Because you were so lovely.

I slowly lifted Saintess’s fearful chin and met her eyes with mine.

Now, only despair and fear remained in her eyes.

“…Let’s stay together forever, Ileia.”

 

***

 

Despair and I lost our ability to speak for a while after seeing the illusion.

…Honestly, there are a lot of problems with calling that the hero’s taste.

“…There was a story that the hero grew up without receiving love in his childhood. It seems to have been true.”

Despair, rubbing his scale-covered hand on his face, spoke to me.

His deep, dark blue eyes, like the deep sea, were filled with shock from seeing the hero’s illusion.

“Really…imprisonment? What a pervert…”

“Well, he’s still better than that perverted masked teacher…?”

As Despair looked bewildered, I tried to see the teacher’s illusion, but…

The illusion…disappeared?

It’s impossible to break an illusion with one’s own power unless they have a story like the Headmaster…

Bang!!!

Without warning, the wall of the principal’s office exploded, and a deafening roar pierced my ears.

Fortunately, Despair covered my ears with his hands, so it didn’t hurt too much.

As the thick smoke cleared, a crow in a suit appeared and murmured quietly,

“…Which one of you showed the illusion?”

The teacher’s appearance, calmly speaking while retracting the fist that had broken the wall, is scary…

He seems stronger than Despair…will we be okay?

First, let’s cast the illusion magic…

Clang-

“Not so fast.”

The pink magic power couldn’t form a magic circle and scattered into the atmosphere.

No way…this is…??

?

He reversed the summoning of the magic circle…?

Even the Demon King, with S-rank magic power, can’t manipulate magic power to this extent.

Such a foolish act is only possible in myths, a technique only possible in theory…

Isn’t that a fitting statement since I just saw it?

Physical abilities on top of magic power, what exactly does that monster lack…?

“…That bastard dared to interfere with my lady’s magic…!”

Crack.

Despair loosened his hand and concentrated magic power in his right hand.

Rumble-

Blue magic power swirled like wind and gathered in Despair’s right hand.

Rough yet powerful magic power gathered solely for attack.

Despair’s ultimate secret technique.

‘Front Smash’.

Bam!!!

Despair planted both feet firmly on the ground, stretched his arm back,

put strength into his toes, and punched, pushing through space and running forward.

“Front Smash!!!”

Crash!!!

A blue aura that instantly destroys everything in front of it as it advances.

The ground was scraped, and even the gravel was mixed into the aftermath of Front Smash, becoming one with the attack and flying.

As expected of Despair.

My knight, always protecting me and fighting for me.

I saw Despair’s blue hair in the thick dust.

He finished it with this one blow!!!

I waved my hand in front of me as the dust cleared and shouted excitedly,

“Despair, is it over…?”

What I saw as the thick dust cleared was

Despair, lifted into the air by his neck, gasping for breath in the teacher’s grip.

“…Trying to overcome grappling with a simple strike, how foolish.”

“Gasp…”

…Is this an illusion?

It’s an illusion, right?

There’s no way my Despair would be subdued by that perverted teacher.

I stamp my feet on the ground, denying this impossible reality.

“Despair!!!”

“Shut up. Don’t yell after making me have such a dream.”

The teacher said in a truly annoyed voice, as if holding Despair was nothing.

But the dream…wasn’t it enjoyable at all?

“Why?”

“Why, you ask…well…”

10 minutes ago, Raven Pest’s (protagonist) perspective

…I have no idea why I’m tied to a bed.

I have no idea why I’m without my mask.

Well, according to the information flowing into my head, I’ve been in a relationship with Arthur for three years and am about to have s*x, which lovers do.

What nonsense is this?

Forget about dating a student, me having s*x with a man…

And it only took three years for me to become a slut.

They say you shouldn’t believe a lie if it’s too precise, but this is too clumsy.

But…why am I tied up, when it’s not even normal s*x?

“…F*ck, how do I untie this?”

Since it’s not reality, my strength isn’t normal either.

A frail body befitting a beautiful appearance.

I can’t even use magic power, and I’m far too weak to tear off the chains with my bare hands.

As I kept tossing and turning to untie the chains, Arthur came out of the bathroom.

Water dripped from his shining blond hair, and he wasn’t wearing a single thread of clothing. He was naked.

Yes, I saw a naked man.

This is so disgusting, f*ck.

I reflexively frowned, and Arthur approached and said,

‘…Ileia, what’s wrong?’

My mood worsened as he spoke to me with a gentle voice and feigned concern.

…Perhaps because it’s a dream, I felt a little fluttery, which made it even worse.

“…Arthur, can’t we stop this?”

Ah, I unconsciously used my masked persona’s speech pattern in front of Arthur.

While I continued, Arthur, with a strange expression, smiled playfully and kissed me.

??????

My stiff tongue was easily toyed with by his surprisingly skillful tongue for a student.

The feeling of something soft moving inside my mouth while I couldn’t breathe was, unexpectedly…good.

No, what am I doing admitting this!

While I was frozen in shock and accepting the kiss, Arthur explored my tongue even more confidently.

…I absolutely hate this kind of thing…but it feels so good that I can’t think straight…

Soon, the kiss ended, and a silver thread, a common expression in web novels, connected our lips.

While I was dazed, Arthur whispered to me with lust in his eyes,

“It’s been a while since I’ve heard that tone of voice. Will you keep talking like that while we do this?”

Knock, knock, knock.

And Arthur slowly moved his hand down and unbuttoned my shirt one by one.

Seeing how skillful he is, it seems like in this setting, we have memories of doing this many times.

A man’s hand lightly touching my stomach was both disgusting and brought unfamiliar feelings, so I said pitifully,

“Arthur…stop…”

I tried to plead while looking up at Arthur, but he gently stroked my thigh as if he wouldn’t listen to my protests.

It felt like electricity was flowing from the tip of my thigh, electrocuting my brain.

“Hick!”

“Hey, you haven’t done it for over a month since you came back from your business trip. You said you’d do it intensely when we’re done.”

Arthur completely exposed my underwear.

Saintess’s jade-like skin was now barely concealed by two small pieces of cloth.

….Stop f*cking around.

Me,

being exposed so easily to a man.

Me having my first experience like this?

Me?

My head cooled down, and I became calm despite the situation.

Yes, this is just a sea where consciousness is locked.

I can break this illusion if I just use my main body’s magic power.

I focused all my attention as if using the back of my head.

Tingle-

I felt a faint magic circuit.

This must be my main body’s magic circuit. I didn’t know the illusion would be this powerful.

I circulated the magic circuit as much as possible and brought in a huge amount of magic power.

And I poured everything into dispelling the illusion.

“Ileia, what’s wrong…”

Shatter!!!

Arthur’s face, the walls of the room, all of space fell apart like shards of broken glass, and I fell into a giant abyss.

Good…I’ll probably return to reality when I fall to the bottom of this abyss.

Then,

I’ll definitely kill the bastard who showed me that illusion.

That son of a b*tch tried to f*ck me?

Just you wait.

You won’t be comfortable.