#2 Trap (Wolryeong – Manipulation Hypnosis)

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Creak, the prison door opened.

The one who entered was that same vice-bishop.

“I’ve brought your meal. Oh, you’re awake.”

I sat down on the mat-covered floor and glared at the vice-bishop who had just entered.

Despite my gaze, the vice-bishop, with an utterly relaxed demeanor, placed the meal tray in front of me.

“Let me go.”

“I cannot do that. You are a precious sacrifice.”

“I’ll kill you.”

“If you can.”

With pupils clearly not human, he provoked me without hiding his demonic power at all.

Despite that clear provocation, I could do nothing.

That I must not harm him. That I must not resist him. Such commands were etched into my mind and kept loudly asserting themselves.

The vice-bishop approached, fondling and kneading my exposed breasts with his large hands, then he soon pulled down his pants and took out his Dick.

“Shall we have a little pre-meal exercise. ─Suck, you sow bitch.”

I couldn’t resist that command, so with a resentful expression, I took his Dick into my mouth and began to suck.

Now accustomed to the taste of a male Dick.

Even so, just tasting it sent a tingling sensation flowing through my body, and my Womb gave me the pleasant illusion of trembling.

‘Ugh… really… my body, how did it become like this…!’

In this miserable current situation. At my body, which was going into heat to this extent, I inwardly let out a deep sigh of lament.

But regardless of such feelings, my body faithfully continued to serve the Dick in front of me….

* * *

After falling asleep in the inn’s entrance that day, when I opened my eyes again, I had been moved to an unfamiliar place.

It was a place like a large conference room, and Daom and I were each seated in old pipe chairs.

Handcuffs were on our arms.

Surrounding us were six men and women.

They were each wearing white priestly robes, indicating they were vice-bishops. Among them, was also the man in the baseball cap I had encountered on the bus before.

“You people… what….”

“Welcome, young lady sacrifice. This is our cult’s headquarters. …Though we’re just borrowing a building from some shop.”

The one who approached, explaining this, was that same vice-bishop with the gentle impression.

What he had done with that seemingly kind impression, I already knew it all.

He first said he would help me recall my memories, and pushed ‘that’ in front of me.

I still couldn’t perceive its existence, but I knew that it manipulated my perception.

With this, I had been manipulated as they pleased by those damned humans and demons.

When it was pushed in front of my eyes, I felt my vision blur for a very brief moment, but that was all.

My thoughts didn’t dull like before, and at least to my feeling, nothing seemed to have changed.

The vice-bishop, seeing my reaction, sent a puzzled gaze. And then, with surprised eyes, he expressed admiration.

“Hmm…? What is this. Has the hypnosis already worn off? Or was it off from the start?”

“…I just remembered everything.”

“Oh. Indeed. The hypnosis by ‘Grace’ doesn’t wear off just because the person dies… So you are an exorcist after all. You possess strong resistance. More than that, you are very calm. Is that also because you’re an exorcist?”

“Shut up….”

As he said, my memories had returned.

Each time they were about to return, they were forcibly reset by that damned owner-mister’s hypnosis, but thanks to that interference being gone, I was able to recall all my memories along with regaining my senses just now.

The reason I seemed calm despite that was simply because I hadn’t yet fully processed all the memories that had resurfaced.

Of course, it was embarrassing. It was a dark past that would make me kick and flail wildly under the covers.

But perhaps because the memories felt so unreal, the shock wasn’t that great. I couldn’t even distinguish if it was a dream or reality.

And right now, there was something more urgent to do than writhing in embarrassment over those memories.

The men in priestly robes surrounding me.

The designation ‘cult headquarters’.

Elements that could not be ignored, not a single one.

In this situation, what exactly should I do?

What was the best choice?

Right now, I was busy thinking about that.

There was no room for unnecessary thoughts.

‘…Instead of thinking complicated thoughts, should I just kill them all? Or, to prepare for any eventuality, should I first escape from here….’

“Hey, hey. I can hear your brain wheels turning all the way over here. Don’t bother turning that not-so-good head of yours unnecessarily.”

“…You bastard, whose head isn’t good?”

“Why, your head, Miss Sacrifice. You distributed too many stats to your body, so isn’t your head a bit lacking? But your body, it was truly delicious like a dog’s.”

“…You dog bastard…!”

The one mocking me like that was the baseball cap man I had met on the bus.

Now, instead of a baseball cap, he had a stylish look with his hair slicked back with wax.

“Rookie-nim, please be quiet. …But he didn’t say anything wrong. There’s no need to unnecessarily rack your brain. You just need to follow orders.”

When he gestured, one of the seated vice-bishops approached and unlocked the handcuffs on my hands.

I sent them a gaze that asked, ‘Why?’

Of course, if I exerted my strength, I could easily break these handcuffs….

After unlocking my handcuffs, the vice-bishop explained, “It’s troublesome if you keep thinking unnecessary thoughts.”

Although he explained, I still didn’t understand the meaning.

What was he talking about?

“First, it’s time for you to understand your place. You’ll have to face our vice-bishops one-on-one.”

It was an absurd statement.

A “What?” naturally escaped my lips, but the vice-bishop paid no heed and explained the rules of the one-on-one.

-Do not escape from this conference room.

-It ends if you admit defeat first.

-Naturally, inflicting physical harm is not permitted.

Anything else is completely free.

Making someone admit defeat is also up to one’s discretion.

It was a sloppy explanation that barely qualified as rules.

Of course, I understood their intention.

‘I was under hypnosis without even knowing it. And was manipulated as they pleased.’

I had lived like that for almost a month. It was only natural that they would have absolute confidence in their power.

Moreover, they didn’t know that I was a Special Grade Exorcist. They probably didn’t know how strong a Special Grade Exorcist was either.

So, even if there was a one-in-a-million chance, they must think they can easily subdue me.

They were completely underestimating me.

‘Even so, charging at them head-on would not be wise.’

Before, I was simply caught by hypnosis because I was off guard.

If I properly prepared, there’s no way I, a Special Grade Exorcist, would fall for such cheap tricks again.

However, that doesn’t mean I should act carelessly.

Because there’s always a ‘what if’.

‘─What I need to be careful of is still that… what they call ‘Grace’…!’

I still couldn’t perceive it.

But if I just knew that it existed, there were plenty of ways to deal with it.

“…….”

The vice-bishop who had removed my handcuffs stepped back, and I stood up from the chair.

Then, I looked around the conference room, at the vice-bishops who surrounded Daom and me in a semicircle.

Shhhk-

I materialized my spiritual power into a chain-like form, and wrapped it around Daom’s body.

Then, pulling her with it, I leaped, and instantly moved away from the vice-bishops.

“Who do you think would meekly do as you say?!”

Whatever it was, acting as the opponent intended was not wise.

Having judged so, I decided to quickly escape this place with Daom.

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The conference room had one entrance each at the front and back. The front door required crossing through the vice-bishops, but the back door did not.

Kwang!

Kicking down the back door, I tightly hugged Daom in my arms and came out into the corridor.

A corridor with no lights on. I fumbled a bit, not knowing the building’s structure, but thinking it wouldn’t make a difference which way I went, I just ran in any direction for now.

“You’re hot, Ryeong.”

“Daom, you were awake?!”

“Hmm, that’s right~ By the way, I’m living in luxury. I feel like a princess☆”

Daom, held in my arms, spoke nonchalantly as if she hadn’t grasped the atmosphere.

Thanks to her, I too almost forgot that the situation was urgent.

“I think deciding to run away was a good choice. I thought Ryeong was the type to just charge in first, but I guess not?”

“…If I were alone, I would have.”

But Daom was here too.

She could become a hostage, and various other variables existed, which is why I chose to flee, unlike my usual self.

It’s not like I just charge in like a bulldozer in every situation.

‘They’re not chasing…?’

The second floor was structured like a maze.

Even after turning several times at the end of the corridor, I still hadn’t found an exit door leading outside.

Then, I finally found stairs leading down.

After passing them and running through the corridor again, I finally found the intended exit.

‘If I go through this door, I’ll be outside─!’

I passed through the broken door and ran inside.

And then I faced a somewhat familiar conference room, and the vice-bishops who seemed to have been waiting boredly.

“…Why…?”

“I’m the one who wants to ask, Ryeong…? What are you doing?”

I muttered in despair, and Daom, held in my arms, asked as if something was strange.

“You’ve returned. We were waiting.”

And only the vice-bishop with the kind impression from a moment ago greeted us as if nothing had happened.

The other vice-bishops had various expressions, but clear mockery and derision were etched on their faces.

With Daom in my arms, I came out into the corridor again.

And just like before, I ran around inside the building, searching for an exit.

After running through the maze-like building for a long time, thinking we had reached our destination, we had somehow returned to this conference room.

I tried that several times.

Along the way, I even entrusted Daom with finding the way, ran through the corridors with Daom, and even used a spell to find the way.

Wondering if a barrier that made people trapped inside wander was deployed, I also tried a barrier detection spell.

As expected, nothing was detected.

And so, when the 11th attempt in total failed, and we arrived back at that same conference room.

I finally decided to give up on further escape. Daom also had a serious expression.

The vice-bishop’s expression as he approached the two of us was, as if he already knew everything, consistent and relaxed.

“『Do not leave this conference room』was the rule, wasn’t it? Do you understand now?”

“Understand what?”

“That you bitches are nothing but Flesh Urinal slave bitches who have no choice but to obey our commands.”

The vice-bishop laughed.

His kind smile remained. However, his tone, unlike before, contained a ferocious true nature. It made my skin crawl.

Soon, not only the vice-bishop with the kind impression, but also the other vice-bishops approached the two of us and surrounded us.

And each of them, while holding Daom and me so we couldn’t escape, began to knead and molest our bodies as they pleased.

Despite it being seemingly insignificant strength, we couldn’t shake off their hands at all, and surrendered our bodies to their will….