Chapter 336: Tara Denshi to the Puppeteer

Chapter
336: Tara Denshi to the Puppeteer

Terte,
a worshiper of the Demon of Greed and Denshi’s teacher, looked up at
the sky with a chilling sensation.

“…What
is it?”

There
was no particular change in the clear sky, but Terte intuitively felt
that something strange was happening.

“Greed…?”

Terte,
who was in the labyrinth, blankly looked up at the ground where her
master might be.

She
couldn’t even imagine that something might happen to her powerful
master…

But
the strange emptiness she felt now was enough to bring about a sense
of unease.

“Master…
Greed…! Great Demon of Greed! Has something happened to you?”

There
was no answer to her question.

It
was the Demon of Greed who always conveyed her will through threads
and telepathy.

She
had never failed to respond for so long like this.

“…Could
it be…”

What
could have happened?

Just
as uneasy thoughts were swirling in Terte’s mind.

Woo-oong—

The
empty feeling inside her began to fill again.

“……?”

It
felt as if her power had disappeared in an instant and then been
refilled.

The
emptiness had been filled again, but Terte felt deep anxiety and
embarrassment at the strange feeling.

‘…Something
happened on the ground.’

It
was already a near certainty.

Her
steps, filled with anxiety, headed straight for the ground.

***

“No.”

The
Puppeteer trembled as she said that.

“To
me… to me, to live an ordinary life without any power…?”

It
was expected.

For
the Puppeteer, a life as an ordinary human was no different from
death.

She
would be living a life below the humans she had so despised and
scorned, considering they had no power, so of course she wouldn’t
like it.

“Yeah.
You have to live that kind of life.”

But
he would make it so.

“Because
that’s the first step to washing away the sins you’ve committed and
atoning for them.”

The
Puppeteer had killed many people.

She
had been dominated by the desire for greed, plundered many things,
and hurt many people.

And
those who were hurt included her younger sister.

However,
the Puppeteer pondered about humans little by little as she
watched her sister’s good deeds, and although it was because of her
own desires, she stopped hurting the hero.

He
decided to show her the minimum amount of leniency and not take the
Puppeteer’s life.

“You
don’t have any regrets about dying anyway. You just want to see your
wish come true.”

The
Puppeteer’s wish.

To
see a vile human born as an outlaw, whom she herself described as a
bug, have the conviction to sacrifice himself for others.

And
to kill someone who has such a noble conviction herself.

He
would never allow the latter, but he could fulfill the first wish to
some extent.

“The
Denshi you possessed will definitely become the person you want. Even
if she can’t be the noblest person in the world, she’s at least
someone who’s willing to give her life for one person.”

Denshi
threw herself to protect her master from the explosion of the Elder
Lich.

There
was no need to explain her spirit of sacrifice now.

The
Puppeteer must have seen it too.

Denshi
was a vile human born as an outlaw, but she had the conviction to
sacrifice herself for others, and the Puppeteer’s wish had
already come true.

“So
now be satisfied and give up. Demon of Greed.”

“My
main body has already finished recovering.”

The
Puppeteer retorted to the question urging her to give up.

“Thanks
to you smashing the restraints, I have enough power to leave this
building cursed with the Great Demon’s curse. And you’re still saying
that to me? Don’t you know who’s in the superior position now?”

“I
know. I know very well.”

Balkan
moved forward with Bunny aimed at the Puppeteer’s neck.

“You
can’t hurt me anymore. You know that better than anyone, right?”

“………”

At
those words, the Puppeteer remained silent and hurriedly wrapped
her arms around her body… her chest, and closed her thighs.

Tap.
Tap.

As
he continued to tap her head indifferently, the Puppeteer’s whole
body trembled.

Seeing
Denshi’s face trembling like that reminded him of Denshi in her very
prickly days.

The
Denshi from her outlaw days, who trembled whenever he gave her
medicine and pounced on her, only to be counterattacked and beaten
up…

The
Puppeteer, who had received two days and nights of non-stop
correction, was in a much more serious state than Denshi at that
time.

“If
you can’t hurt me, are you going to hurt the people around me? Go
ahead. I’m confident I can make that the most regrettable choice
you’ll ever make.”

Tuk.
Tuk tuk.

The
Puppeteer suppressed her trembling body as she looked at Balkan,
who was now tapping her cheek.

His
words were correct.

She
had spoken words close to threats in her haste, but she knew her
condition best.

Tremble
tremble…

Her
body and mind, which had been defeated as a female after being
injected with ecstatic pleasure for two days and nights, were
refusing to resist his will itself.

Rather,
they were urging her to agree to his words quickly.

In
the end, there was only one action the Puppeteer could take.

“I,
I’m sorry.”

The
Puppeteer hurriedly grabbed Balkan’s leg, knelt down, and looked
up at him.

“I
apologize for everything I’ve done in the past, including tormenting
the hero and everything I’ve done to you. I know you can’t easily
accept this apology… but I’m really, really sorry. I’ll live a life
of atonement. So, so please… please…”

Did
she hate becoming an ordinary person that much?

Balkan,
who was looking down at the greed-filled demon in front of him with
contempt, felt Bunny vibrating.

[Balkan.]

[What.]

[This
body doesn’t know what you’re thinking, but if you’re sincerely
thinking about the future, I’d like to give you some advice.]

[Advice?
From you?]

[…What,
you don’t want to listen to this body’s advice?]

Bunny
clicked her tongue as if dumbfounded at the question filled with
absurdity.

[No,
it’s not that… Do you have some other thoughts?]

When
he asked again, Bunny spoke in a slightly sulky voice.

[That
guy is trash, but it’s a waste to kill him. Even if you share power.
It’s really a waste to kill him right now.]

It
wasn’t compassion as a fellow demon.

Bunny
was really saying that it was a waste to kill the Puppeteer for
his future, that is, it was inefficient.

[The
foundation of that guy’s ability is Mana threads. Ordinary people
can’t even see it, but he can draw out Mana so thinly that he can
handle hundreds of strands at the same time. That skill is only
possible because he has invested dozens or hundreds of years in
handling Mana threads.]

Certainly,
even if it was a puppet, it wasn’t as simple as it sounded to restore
the body on its own, shoot delicate threads like bullets, and even
control others.

It
was only possible with godlike Mana control skills.

‘Even
if I or someone else shares power, I’m not sure if I can use it
properly.’

If
he was an enemy, he was too threatening, and if he was an ally, he
was a more reliable force than anything else… but the most
terrifying thing was something else.

[More
than anything, the problem is the puppet curse that guy has placed.]

[……]

[If
you kill Greed, tens of thousands of puppet curses will be lifted.
It’ll be good news for some… but wouldn’t it be a shame for others?
Not hundreds or thousands. Tens of thousands. It’s a number that you
can eat until you burst. Well, that doesn’t mean this body will burst
with just that much.]

No
matter how many people with superhuman powers exist in the world, the
power of numbers is still strong.

Who
would win if 40,000 ordinary people fought against high-level
adventurers?

Moreover,
those 40,000 are not just ordinary people…

Besides,
it can also be used for the purpose of creating chaos, like the
recent outlaw district riot.

If
there is a group that is an eyesore, you can completely destroy it
with a puppet click.

It’s
truly becoming a one-man army.

[Today’s
friend may be tomorrow’s enemy, and today’s enemy may be tomorrow’s
friend. That’s a power that’s too good to disappear like this…
Besides, look at that state.]

Sniffle.
Sniffle.

When
he lowered his head at Bunny’s words, he saw the Puppeteer, who
was sobbing with snot and tears with a sunken face.

“I’ll
never, never do it again… Please, please…”

[The
sight of him begging for forgiveness while clinging to a male’s leg
doesn’t look like the infamous Demon of Greed, at least not to this
body. That guy has already collapsed. You crushed him and made him
submit. With your dick and fists.]

[……]

As
he pondered at her words, Bunny spoke softly.

[Well,
even so, it’s just this body’s opinion in the end. It’s up to you to
judge the value of the spoils.]

[…No,
thank you. You helped me make a decision.]

[……Hmph.
Is, is that so…? Well, then I’m fine too…]

When
he answered Bunny, who had given him advice on the decision, in a
kind voice, she grumbled in a strangely embarrassed voice.

Yes.

What
he needed right now was practical gain rather than punishment.

As
Bunny said, separating the power from the Puppeteer had more
demerits than merits.

In
other words, he needed a way to preserve the Puppeteer’s power,
but prevent her from acting like a demon.

“It’s
a contract. Puppeteer.”

“……!”

“I’ll
refrain from taking your power. Instead, from now on, you must not
hurt a single person without my permission. You must not make them
puppets, and you must not kill them. The collaboration to fulfill
your wish is over now too.”

“……”

The
Puppeteer nodded without arguing.

She
instinctively knew that this was the final compromise.

It
was an unequal contract that unilaterally imposed conditions on the
Puppeteer, but considering the debt she owed, it was also an
extremely merciful contract.

“If
you break the contract like last time, you know what will happen
best, right?”

“Ye,
yes…”

Trickle
trickle trickle…

At
the chilling voice, yellow urine trickled out from the Puppet
Master’s lower body.

The
voice, full of pressure, was conveyed to the bladder, which had been
loosened by being made to go non-stop for the past two days, and it
leaked as if a faucet had been turned on.

The
Puppeteer, who had been trembling, stared blankly at the liquid
she had leaked.

She
had lost control due to the pleasure and fear of violence that had
been firmly imprinted in her mind.

The
moment she realized that fact, the Puppeteer laughed hollowly
inside.

Now
her life was completely over.

***

“A
strange ceiling…”

The
first thing Denshi saw when she opened her eyes was the ceiling of
the shelter.

“You’re
awake?”

When
Denshi turned her gaze to where the kind but heavy man’s voice was
coming from, her eyes were filled with her master’s face and body
holding a recovery potion.

The
moment she saw that face, unlike the previous link, the memories of
when the Puppeteer had taken over her body slowly began to
return.

The
memories of the Puppeteer doing masochistic play with her master
with her body, her uterus being crushed, her uterus being filled with
sticky semen, and even signing a lifelong servitude contract.

“Ugh,
ugh……!”

Just
as she was feeling an emotion that made her feel so wronged that she
was about to go crazy at the fact that she had missed those ecstatic
experiences.

“Denshi.
It may be embarrassing, but… I have something to tell you.”

“A,
something to tell me…?”

“Yeah.
It’s a chance for you to become as strong as me… or maybe even
stronger. Of course, the choice is yours.”

Denshi’s
master said in a serious voice.

But
Denshi was perplexed.

Sadly,
the gap between the current master and slave was quite wide.

Even
though she had made a contract with the devil with the determination
to protect her master.

But
there was no way to easily narrow that gap…

But
he said in a calm voice as if he wanted her to just trust him.

“Ride
the Puppeteer. Denshi.”

“……Yes?”

The
moment she heard that voice.

—……Hello.

A
voice was heard from within Denshi.

“Uh…”

The
moment she heard that voice, Denshi’s heart beat loudly.

There
was no way she could forget this voice.

The
voice that asked her if she needed the power to protect her master.

And
the voice of the bitch who stole her body and enjoyed all sorts of
play with her master.

“Yo,
you bi—”

The
moment Denshi frantically waved her hands to grab the voice coming
from her heart.

Peeeeeeing!

A
Mana thread flashed and split the ceiling.

“Ugh,
ugh…?!?”

Denshi’s
mind was flustered, but her body moved faithfully according to her
instincts.

She
tried to hug him tightly to protect her master first from the
collapsing ceiling, but the speed at which the ceiling collapsed was
a little faster.

The
moment Denshi urgently reached out her hand towards the ceiling.

—Put
the target in the center… switch.

Peeing!

Seogeogeogeogeogeok!

Once
again, a Mana thread flashed, and the huge ceiling that was
collapsing fell down in small pieces like dice.

Tok,
tok tok…

“Ugh,
uh…? Huh…?!”

Denshi,
who had been hit on the head a few times by the ceiling that had
fallen from the ceiling… no, a few dice pieces, was filled with
embarrassment.

Denshi,
who had protected her master by accident and even cut the collapsing
ceiling into pieces, looked at her hand with a blank look.

“Ma,
master? Wh, what is this…?”

When
Denshi looked at her master with a bewildered expression, he was
nodding with a face that seemed somewhat satisfied.