367. World Story (3)

,Eueum…”

,Eueungeum…”

Recently, the Munchkin Cat Guild members have been debating whether to stop Arang’s actions or just leave her alone.

The Munchkin Cat Guild is situated in the middle of a world-class quest.

There are several world-class quests, but the entire Munchkin Cat Guild is tied to a world-class quest due to the existence of the Albino Elf, who is deeply connected to the Administrator.

The Munchkin Cat Guild, which has taken over the black market auction house.

The quest to protect the auction house is currently underway because Administrator Miko deliberately discovered that they had captured the Albino Elf in the auction house.

Unless there’s something special, most of the Munchkin Cat Guild members are spending their time at the auction house rather than in the guild house.

As a result, they naturally spend more time with Arang and can’t help but see Arang with the Albino Elf more often.

After Pinku Berry and Belly Cover tortured the Albino Elf, Arang’s actions towards the Albino Elf were all considered dangerous.

Of course, that dangerous behavior doesn’t mean physically dangerous.

It wasn’t about beating or being cruel, but it was mentally dangerous.

Arang was gaslighting to the point where even the people watching from the side clicked their tongues.

There is no one in the Munchkin Cat Guild who doesn’t know Arang’s real situation now.

No matter how much they thought about it, there was only one reason why Arang could do such gaslighting in the process.

It was when Arang was abused.

Everyone thinks that she was just abused, but they don’t think of it as just abuse.

They were thinking that the person, who may or may not exist in this world right now, must have even gaslighted her, and that the aftermath is on Arang.

If not, the level of gaslighting that Arang is doing now was so scary to the people watching.

Of course, Arang was able to do such gaslighting not because of her memories of abuse, but because of the gaslighting she had built up through various games.

,It’s okay. You want to drink water? Yeah. Drink it slowly here. If I’m here, the unnies won’t touch you. Yeah, yeah, just trust me and rely on me. You shouldn’t trust anyone else.”

,Eup…! Eup…! Keulleok! Keok!”

Arang kept pushing water at the Albino Elf while giving her water. Of course, the Albino Elf couldn’t drink all the water and started throwing it up.

,Ah, I’m sorry. I guess I have to do everything for the Albino Elf. But you know what? This is all the Albino Elf’s fault, right?”

,Sh, shut up…!”

Nevertheless, the Albino Elf steadfastly maintained her will.

Arang pouted her lips at the Albino Elf, who was still firmly holding on to her mind.

,I didn’t want to go this far…”

Arang started taking the Albino Elf back down to the basement.

Not just the basement, but the basement with the prison.

As soon as they went down there, the Albino Elf didn’t waver even though she was in the underground prison full of moans from all directions. There were moans of excitement, but also moans of pain.

After all, considering the tortures she had suffered from Pinku Berry and Belly Cover so far, she was confident that she could withstand any torture.

,Did Arang-nim come?”

Arang, wearing an elegant black dress, was greeted by the Crow Unnie NPC, who hurriedly came out of the prison at the sound of footsteps and bowed politely to Arang.

Originally, the Crow NPC, who enjoyed torturing cute girls in the underworld, met Arang and took control of the underworld of Yggdrasil City.

Since then, she has treated Arang like her god.

,Is that Elf still alive?”

,Yes. We are not killing her as Arang-nim requested.”

,Good job.”

,By the way, this Elf is beautiful too. Ah, I’m not aiming for her.”

,No. Now that I think about it, Crow Unnie would have been more suitable.”

,If so…”

,I’ll give Crow Unnie time to play with the Albino Elf too.”

,Thank you.”

In fact, Pinku Berry and Belly Cover can torture the NPC Albino Elf without going to prison thanks to the quest, but only methods that deal damage are possible.

The Albino Elf, who is already somewhat immune to damage thanks to Miko’s protection, is no longer at a level where her mind is being eroded.

But NPCs and NPCs are different.

Leore, which has become another world, originally had no restrictions on the actions of NPCs with each other.

Arang was thinking of entrusting the Albino Elf to the Crow NPC once to drag the Albino Elf further into the abyss.

,Let’s go to that Elf first.”

,I understand.”

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There is only one reason why I came to Crow Unnie’s place.

There are currently two Elves imprisoned in this auction house in Yggdrasil.

One is the Albino Elf I’m holding, and the other is the Elf who ran away with the Leore addict Saintess Shueri.

The Elf who ran away with the Saintess was kidnapped by Crow Unnie and Belly Cover Unnie working together.

No matter how hard you try to protect it, the time you can play Leore is only 16 hours a day.

In other words, you can’t play Leore for 8 hours.

The Elf who was kidnapped during those 8 hours was being played with by Crow Unnie.

Crow Unnie, who knows the underworld well, manages it well, and runs the auction house well unlike us who don’t know anything, is a very capable NPC.

She just has a hobby of torturing and killing women, but this is Leore anyway. It’s also a medieval fantasy game world.

I ordered her not to kill the kidnapped Elf, and Crow Unnie was keeping that promise.

The first thing I thought of when I saw the Albino Elf was this Elf.

She uses magic bows, is good at close combat, and is an Elf with very good combat abilities, enough to compete with Belly Cover, who uses the power of Disnear.

That Elf and the Albino Elf are quite similar. Anyone would think they were family.

I was originally going to use the two of them, but I didn’t want to because the heart you get by touching a family member is likely to be a false heart, and the backlash could be even worse.

But from the beginning, I decided to completely trample on the Albino Elf’s mind, which didn’t seem to be broken at all, and shatter her heart.

I have to do this and that to get unique equipment right now, but I don’t have the luxury to keep spending time here.

Tomorrow is the Leore live broadcast, and the specific raid schedule will be released. Thinking about that, I really don’t have time.

,Oh…”

,Armia!!!”

I was amazed as soon as I entered the prison where the Elf who had disappeared with the Saintess was.

First of all, the important parts are all mosaic-covered so you can’t see them. Maybe that’s because I’m rated 15+, but the important thing wasn’t that.

I realized that Crow Unnie doesn’t just like torture and murder, but that both torture and murder are sexually related.

First of all, she’s hanging in the air, and there was a triangular horse under the Elf. I don’t know if I should say it’s a relief, but the triangular part of the triangular horse wasn’t sharp, but was modified to give sexual pleasure to anyone who saw it.

And the most shocking thing was that the Elf’s tongue was sticking out.

It wasn’t just sticking out voluntarily, but there was a hole in the middle of the tongue that was sticking out, and a small chain continued down from there.

It’s so heavily mosaic-covered that I can’t even tell, but I could guess where the chain was going down and fixed to because I had seen so many 19+ comics when I was a man in my 30s.

,I guess they probably pierced both sides and connected them…?’

She was definitely an Elf with as much self-esteem as the Albino Elf, but the Elf’s expression now had completely disappeared from the expression I knew.

There were so many injection marks all over her arms, starting from her neck.

She probably got hit with that powerful aphrodisiac countless times.

Ttuk… ttuk…

Wriggle… wriggle…

A large puddle on the floor.

Countless sexual torture wounds, tattoos, and piercings all over her body.

,Crow Unnie is a really scary person…’

She was just playing with her enough not to die.

The Albino Elf, seeing that, kept calling Armia and struggled in my arms to get closer to the Elf.

I felt sorry for the Albino Elf, so I put her down on the floor, and the Albino Elf crawled like a worm on the floor and approached the Elf.

But the Albino Elf, who couldn’t even climb onto the triangular horse because she had no arms or legs, could only cry, rubbing her body against the puddle the Elf had spilled.

,I think I’ve become a huge piece of trash…’

I started to feel a little guilty.

,Wait, should I try this?’

I found a way to get to a happy ending for everyone.

Instead of torturing that Elf every time that Albino Elf does something bad, I’ll restore that Elf every time the Albino Elf does something good.

Then everyone is happy.