Devil, Black Cow, and Wizard (1)

It’s hard for demons to mature.

Those who live lives close to eternity are usually arrogant but possess wisdom, but not demons. Even after living for decades or centuries, they weren’t wise and were always foolish.

That’s because they are evil born from purity.

They just do things because they like it, because it’s fun. They don’t think about what consequences their actions will bring. Even if they know, they ignore it. Filling their desires comes first. They don’t even think that the Holy Knights of the Order will come to kill them.

‘Hmm… would the power increase if I offer a live sacrifice?’

The demon of the cold, Gaolise, was the same.

Waking up from her sleep, she brought snow to Britonia simply because she liked the cold. The cries of farmers who were shedding tears of blood because their crops were ruined, or the orphans freezing to death on the streets, were not her concern.

‘Let’s maintain it a little longer and put them in one by one.’

The ice core she created at the peak was accelerating the cold by absorbing the mana and life force of all living things in the mountain range. Eventually, all living things would die, and only barren land would remain.

The reason she chose the Haknar Mountains was simply because it was the place where mana gathered best within her activity radius, there was no other reason.

She links her mind.

The target is a minotaur, a subordinate in the underground prison.

He had an unnecessarily loud voice, so he was a subordinate in charge of odd jobs, doing whatever she told him to do from as far away as possible.

Maybe because he was a cow, he was good at his job. No matter how difficult the task, he would be moved, saying, ‘Gaolise-niiim!!’ and fulfill his role. Gaolise liked that about him very much.

‘Let’s see…. Who would be suitable as a live sacrifice… Oh, oh?’

The biggest advantage of a subordinate was that they could communicate with their master no matter how far away they were, and above all, their vision was shared.

This is useful in many ways.

That’s why she uses subordinates like birds or bats.

‘Who should I choose… Oh, oh?’

But she could use her subordinates well, but she didn’t understand them.

In other words, she had no consideration.

The minotaur had been working under Gaolise for decades, but he had never met a living human. He had only ever seen meat dolls that were frozen to death or fell into a deep sleep and never woke up again.

Of course, as a monster whose job was destruction and murder, he was dissatisfied, but he didn’t express it. Gaolise was his master, and he was just a subordinate.

‘Oh, oh….’

…The subordinate doesn’t realize that their mind is linked.

They can only confirm its existence when the master tells them.

-gulp.

Three hours since the link was established.

The minotaur didn’t realize the link.

* * *

―Uwoooooooo!!!

The minotaur was excited. Forty years since he became Gaolise’s subordinate, he had met a living human. But he couldn’t kill her. He had Gaolise-nim’s order. The minotaur calmed his wildly beating heart and snorted.

Of course, even if there were no orders, he had no intention of killing her.

A precious toy that he might never meet again.

Wouldn’t it be too wasteful to use it once and throw it away?

“Ah, uh….”

The pitiful appearance of the girl, who was trembling and bowing her head, heightened the minotaur’s excitement to the extreme. It was a feeling of ‘domination’ that he hadn’t felt in a long time.

When he was active as a great monster in the underground labyrinth in the past, the minotaur liked the sight of humans being terrified the most.

An adventurer who sat down, crying and snotting, as his comrade was bisected and his intestines spilled out. A wizard who begged for his life when his confident magic didn’t work. A stupid subjugation party that begged for mercy as they were crushed under his feet.

It was the only amusement he could enjoy in the labyrinth where not a single ray of light entered.

The memories of that time are revived.

-Kwaaak!!

He lifts the girl up.

She was small enough to be held in one hand.

“Keu, keoeuk!”

The girl desperately struggled to escape from his grasp, but it only fueled the minotaur’s excitement. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t move, and despair rose on the girl’s face.

The minotaur couldn’t control his body. He was happy, he was enjoying it. And he couldn’t stand it. He wanted to break the girl in front of him. He wanted to torture her until she begged for her life.

As he thought that, the cloth around his lower body rose up due to something.

It was, without a doubt, an erection.

-Pudeuk!

Maybe he grabbed her too hard, there was a sound of bones breaking. Blood dripped from the girl’s mouth. The minotaur was taken aback. He was inexperienced in controlling his strength because he had only dealt with frozen humans. The girl’s eyes were out of focus.

“Heoeuk, heu… Sa, save, me…”

‘No!! Human!! She’s going to die!!’

The minotaur was afraid of Gaolise.

―Don’t die!!!

*

A hand so huge that it could wrap around my upper body with one hand pressed down on my chest and back, applying pressure. My lungs were crushed by the violent touch, like squeezing a lotion bottle, and my ribs were shattered. Blood was constantly pouring out of my mouth.

I squeezed out the little air I had left and said.

“Heoeuk, heu… Sa, save, me…”

Unlike my plea, my body was very hot. My body was trembling hideously from the pain, but my brain only accepted pleasure.

The overwhelming difference in physique that humans can never imitate. Being smaller than the opponent evokes a strange sense of defeat just by that fact. I converted even this sense of defeat into excitement.

“Ha, haeuk….”

My vision blurs due to severe internal bleeding and difficulty breathing. I was already in critical condition just from being grabbed. But, really vulgarly, a clear liquid flowed between my legs. It was vaginal fluid.

As I was enjoying the haziness just before fainting and the pain that felt like my brain was burning, the minotaur shouted, spitting.

―Don’t die!!!

The strength in his grip weakens. I let out a small sigh. Because I was disappointed. The cow head in front of me seemed quite embarrassed that I was spitting out blood.

Could it be, is this the end?

Looking at his shaking eyes, it really seemed like it.

It was too, too short. It hasn’t even been five minutes yet. I might go crazy if I get this short stimulation and he leaves. It wasn’t enough for my body to fully heat up.

I pleaded with the minotaur.

“I, I’m, okay….”

I plead with a tear-stained face. I lowered my eyes as if I was scared by the minotaur’s roar, and trembled, sobbing. But words alone were not enough. If the minotaur thought I was going to die, he would stop his destructive behavior immediately.

Then I have to make sure I don’t die.

The method was simple.

Reconstruction.

The speed was slow because of Gaolise’s magic circle, but it was easy to repair the punctured organs and fix the broken ribs.

-Huuhuk…

The minotaur’s snort trembles slightly.

The blood no longer flows.

There was a tingling sensation left, but this was fine.

The worst-case scenario was that the minotaur would be frightened by his own strength and stop the act. To prevent that from happening, I had to prove my durability that wouldn’t break even with strong force.

‘Increasing my body strength isn’t my taste, but….’

…It’s better than ending it unpleasantly.

I put a very thin mana barrier all over my body. Other wizards would be speechless if they saw it, but I hated this technique immensely. There’s no reason to get hit less painfully. A victory without tension is just emptiness.

*

-Kwaak.

The minotaur, excited by the girl’s tearful plea, gave strength once again. The minotaur flinched. If the girl died from this, he would also be killed by Gaolise.

He wasn’t afraid of dying. But, the loyalty he had built up until now being doubted? He couldn’t allow that. Losing trust was more frightening than death.

“Haeuk, heuheuk….”

However, the girl only made a painful expression and endured for a long time in his grasp. Spitting out blood was momentary. Her face was still covered in blood, but as time passed, the focus in her eyes returned, and her face regained its vitality.

The minotaur thought.

Isn’t this a moderate level?

Thinking that, the minotaur threw the girl without hesitation. For an ordinary person, their entire spinal line, including their neck bones, would be broken and they would die instantly, or if they lived, they would be no better than a vegetable, but the minotaur, who hadn’t met a living human for forty years, had no way of knowing.

-Kwaaang!!

“Keheueuk!!”

The girl, who crashed into the wall with a grand sound, kissed the floor and trembled as if she was having a seizure. The minotaur’s eyes widened. She was fine. The girl’s body was scratched and torn, but there were no serious injuries.

The minotaur, who had satisfied his desire for destruction after a long time, beat the girl up as she was. He grabbed her so hard that the walls cracked, or dragged her around, wandering around the underground prison.

This went on for an hour.

The girl’s body became a mess.

Of course, her clothes couldn’t withstand it. The girl was half-naked and dragged around by the minotaur. Blood and dust mixed together to form a turbid color, making the girl’s appearance even more miserable, and the bruises engraved here and there contrasted with her beautiful face, amplifying the sense of depravity.

The minotaur was excited again.

At the same time, a filthy and base desire boiled up from the deepest part of his chest.

Maybe.

This girl might be enough to realize his desires.

―Intercourse with a human.

His lower body swells. The cloth wrapped around his pelvis was torn by the force of the rising phallus. A huge phallus, no, a steel club, as big as an adult man’s forearm, appeared, covering the girl’s slender figure.

The girl’s mouth opened as if it would tear at the size that surpassed imagination.

“Ah… uh…?”

The girl struggled to support herself on the ground and knelt down. Trembling like a puppy shivering in the cold, she brought her buttocks to the floor. Then she pleaded.

“I’m, I’m sorry….”

Of course, if he inserted something of this size, she would die from organ rupture. It was questionable whether even half of it would enter the entrance. So, if it were the usual minotaur, he would have endured it. Because any woman would foam at the mouth and die the moment he inserted his genitals.

But that plea.

“Sa, save, me….”

Those tear stains.

“Heuek, haeuh… P, ple, ase, sto, op. Please.”

That bug-like appearance of kneeling and trembling.

It awakened the minotaur’s instincts.

―Geuooooooo!!!

His black eyes glow red.

At this moment.

The minotaur was not Gaolise’s subordinate, but the great monster of the underground labyrinth.