Bad Guy, Crazy Woman, Even Crazier Woman (1)

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Shuriel is not a villain.

Although he couldn’t be called a saint, he was definitely not so wicked as to be called a villain. He was always on the side of protecting, and he was an achiever, not a taker. The numerous achievements he had accumulated while working as an Executor were his history and a heroic resume that he had accomplished.

However.

He knew. That the world wasn’t so beautiful. He knew well that the more he shone a ray of light on the world, the more darkness would arise. A single ray of light. It was just a single ray of light at best. That alone couldn’t illuminate every part of the world. Humans were too small to become the sun and illuminate everywhere.

Wandering around outside, facing all sorts of ugly human figures, sometimes dealing with dirty work, and having to turn a blind eye to the rotten parts of the empire. He had experienced such things countless times. He accurately distinguished between good and evil in the world.

Of course, distinction and action are different concepts. Because humans commit evil even knowing it. Evil born from ignorance could be called pure in a sense.

Often referred to as pure evil.

It’s a nonsensical and boring pun.

Serti.

Serti breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Shuriel’s complexion gradually improve.

Shuriel was in an extremely unstable state when he went to Kahalia for the Great Labyrinth exploration. Not a mental problem, but a psychological one.

He was disillusioned with the world. He regarded the work of the Holy See merely as ‘work’ and didn’t think about it very seriously. An agent of God wielding a sword for the world? Whenever such words were spoken, Shuriel would often laugh it off with a hollow smile.

Ironically.

He didn’t have deep faith. His power was the power of bloodline passed down through his lineage, not a miracle arising from personal faith.

However, he was not arrogant.

Rather, he had a strong pessimistic side. He was pessimistic about the world, and even about himself. He didn’t understand himself performing miracles without faith. He always doubted God and wielded his sword.

Serti didn’t tell Shuriel, but she gave him an ‘unfit’ evaluation behind his back. An unfit evaluation given to a Paladin or Executor didn’t simply end with ‘not suitable for the position.’

The Holy See creates a ‘disposal plan’ the moment it gives an unfit evaluation. This is because continuing to work in such an unstable state would lead to falling into demonic possession and corruption. Those at the pinnacle of the anti-Demon battles are praised as ‘Executors’ or ‘agents of God,’ but no position is as susceptible to being tainted by evil as that of an Executor.

At most 10 years.

Shuriel wouldn’t last more than 10 years.

That’s what she thought.

But.

Everything changed after he met Yujin. Not only did he gain psychological stability, but he also suddenly grew horns and perfectly resolved the demonic possession issue. He seemed to refrain from pessimistic thoughts as well.

Serti once again realized that humans need a partner and smiled contentedly. It’s a harsh world to bear everything alone. Yujin was excellently fulfilling the role of a companion.

What she didn’t know was.

“Haa, is it already over?”

That Yujin hadn’t alleviated Shuriel’s condition.

It wasn’t worsening it either, but it couldn’t be called alleviation.

“Hey, Shuriel? Can you talk to me?”

Serti was startled to see Shuriel burst into the room without knocking. Wasn’t he just rubbing bodies with Yujin a moment ago? But where did Yujin go and why is he alone? Judging by the faint smell of semen, it seemed they had mixed bodies.

However.

“…Follow me.”

Shuriel gestured with a cold voice. He was telling her to follow. Serti’s mouth dropped open in surprise as she moved her feet. She wasn’t surprised by the ice-cold voice. She was surprised that he had lowered his tone, even though he always used honorifics in front of her, no matter how angry he was.

“Y-yes? Shuriel?! Wait a minute!”

She leaves the room without realizing that her underwear is slightly twisted, revealing her nipples. Serti walked out into the hallway in a somewhat vulgar outfit, without even shoes.

It’s cold.

The damp floor made Serti feel cold, but it didn’t seem to be just because of the floor. She felt a chill at Shuriel’s changed behavior.

“…Y-Yujin?”

As she entered the room where Shuriel and Yujin were.

“Oh my god. Just a moment. Yujin! Yujin!”

Yujin, covered in semen and foaming at the mouth, was convulsing. Serti gasped and immediately examined Yujin’s body. She was on the verge of dying from respiratory distress.

Serti calmly prepared a healing spell. She recited the prayer diligently, removing the foreign substances filling her throat. In the process of performing artificial respiration, Shuriel’s semen entered Serti’s mouth, but she didn’t care. That’s because she was the ace of the Black Rose before being chosen as a priestess.

Yujin couldn’t open her eyes even after the treatment was finished. She was temporarily unconscious. Serti sighed in relief and said.

“…Her life is saved. So, can you explain what happened?”

“….”

Shuriel was silent.

Serti lifted Yujin, who was still trembling, and carefully placed her on the bed. Judging by the stigmata engraved on her uterus, the side effects had not yet been resolved. That meant that the full-fledged sexual act hadn’t even started. If Yujin regained consciousness, she would enter a heat state again.

She roughly guessed what happened. He must have thrust too deeply while she was servicing him with her mouth, causing this mess. Even though she had taught him how to breathe even with his dick deep in her throat, she didn’t seem to listen properly.

“…I know Yujin has ‘those’ tastes, but can you please not play so violently when I’m not around? The Executor doesn’t even know healing magic.”

Serti scolded with a slightly angry expression. She expected that it wouldn’t be effective, but she still had to say what she had to say. She hoped that Shuriel would feel at least a little embarrassed.

But.

“Then you should be there. Follow me.”

“Why do you keep telling me to follow you… Hey! Can you listen to me?!”

Shuriel grabbed Serti’s wrist and headed somewhere. She screamed and tried to shake off his hand, but he didn’t let go. Shuriel headed back to Serti’s room.

He strode inside with Serti, then suddenly lifted the bed and flipped it over. Kwadang! The overturned bed made a loud noise and shattered. Dust rose, and the sheets were scattered on the floor. Shuriel squatted down where the bed had been, oblivious to Serti’s shock.

“J-just a moment! How did you know?! Even the Archbishop doesn’t know about that place…?!”

Under the bed was a yellowish-brown handle.

“How many times have I been through this here? Did you think I wouldn’t know?”

Shuriel didn’t answer and simply pulled the handle. A barrier was in place, but he ignored it and pulled. Surprisingly, the barrier broke as easily as paper. At the same time. The door opened with a creak.

“…Please, Shuriel. You won’t tell, will you?”

Serti pleaded, sweating profusely.

A small storage space under the bed.

In it were many tools that Serti had used during her Black Rose days.

The reason for hiding them like this was because the Holy See didn’t allow it. Numerous bottles placed on the shelf…. All were illegal drugs. A drug that erases all senses of the body, a drug that raises sensitivity beyond the limit, and even narcotics. There were many other suspicious items as well.

All women working in the Black Rose basically learn succubus arts, so their bodies are strong. That’s why they were able to handle hard play that ordinary people couldn’t endure. All the items you see now were used back then.

Serti often used these while avoiding the eyes of the cult leader and cardinals. Of course, getting caught would result in immediate disciplinary action. Still, as a priestess, she would only be scolded, but the inevitable fate of these items being destroyed could not be avoided.

Shuriel glanced over the items on the shelf and picked up something that looked like a dog collar.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a big deal if you touch that!”

“Tell me.”

“…It’s a collar that can’t be unlocked except by the user. If you pull it, it automatically tightens the neck and even sends an electric current―…”

Serti, who had said that far, took a step back with an uneasy feeling. Shuriel approached Serti with a sinister smile.

“Try wearing it yourself.”

“Kya, kyaak?!”

―Click.

Before she could avoid it, the rope was fastened around her neck. Serti tried to speak to Shuriel in a terrified voice, but.

“Heuek, Shuriel. Why are you doing this― Heugik, heugiiiik?!”

Shuriel immediately pulled the collar, and as she said, it tightened her neck and a powerful electric current passed through Serti’s body at the same time.

Serti even peed her pants and collapsed to the floor. She almost lost her mind for a moment, but she endured with the mental strength unique to priestesses.

“Y-you’re pulling too hard. If you pull. I, I’m really. Gonna, dieee…”

“The effect is good.”

“Why, are you. Doing this…”

She barely raised her trembling legs and leaned against the wall. Serti felt a slight fear towards Shuriel, who was acting like a different person.

Shuriel said with a twisted smile.

“Just for today.”

“Just, for today?”

“I’ve decided to be a bad guy just for today.”

Rape, dismemberment, sexual harassment, etc. Considering what he had done to Yujin, he was already bad enough, but Shuriel wasn’t talking about being a bad guy in that sense.

“Do you know the feeling of being forced to do evil?”

He knew that Yujin wanted a level of play beyond imagination, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it in his right mind. At most, choking or beating. If he had been consumed by demonic energy like back then, he could have fearlessly wielded a knife.

In fact, he felt guilty even then. Looking at Yujin in a box with her arms and legs cut off, a serious suicidal impulse strangled Shuriel’s neck. He wondered if he was such a disgusting guy.

“I felt pathetic for enjoying violating her while feeling guilty. But Yujin doesn’t think anything of it.”

But.

All these worries and guilt.

Were just useless emotions to Yujin.

That was actually the case. Yujin didn’t think much of it. Rather, she was disappointed. Choking was good, but she secretly wanted something more extreme. Shuriel had known this for a long time. He also knew that if he continued to ‘underperform’ like this, she would leave him someday.

“So I decided to try it. Just for today. To become a bad guy.”

He wouldn’t feel any guilt and would commit atrocities beyond imagination. Since Serti had prepared the items, he thought he would use them this time.

“…You’re really trash.”

In the end, it’s all self-justification.

He was trash.

“Haa… Shuriel.”

Serti shook her head, touching her forehead.

Okay. Let’s just say that.

But.

“But why are you harassing me?”

I don’t care if you fuck Yujin or cut off her arms and legs, but why are you harassing me?

Since he had dropped the honorifics, Serti also dropped them.

Shuriel chuckled and pulled the collar.

“It’s personal revenge. You’ve done so much to me.”

“Hagiik―?!”

The electric current rose again.

Serti convulsed and rolled on the floor.

“What is this drug?”

“Heuek, heuek. J-just a moment. If you eat that all at once―”

―gulp.

He shoved it into her mouth, bottle and all.

Serti’s eyes widened. Then she looked at the blue liquid entering her throat. Only after several tens of seconds did the bottle show its empty inside. Shuriel took the bottle away and stepped back to watch what would happen to Serti.

“Haa, haa. That, is. Originally. Eaten. One drop. At a time.”

The liquid that Shuriel fed her was a drug that increased sensitivity.

Even hundreds of times.

So usually, only a very small amount is taken to control sensitivity.

“…What is this long thing used for?”

“That, too. Only the user. Can unlock.”

“It looks like something you put in your lower body.”

“J-just―”

The next item Shuriel picked up was a dildo. In modern terms, a vibrating dildo. Here, it was called a sex artifact.

“P-please. If you put it in now.”

But he.

If he put it in now with her sensitivity increased hundreds of times.

“Ah, heuk, hik!”

Pik, her nose bled.

Serti collapsed on the floor like a doll with its strings cut. Her convulsing body. Her pussy spewed out vaginal fluid like a waterfall. The dildo, vibrating and scraping inside her vagina, gave her pleasure that melted her brain. Serti, unable to withstand the pleasure that had increased hundreds of times, fainted.

Even though her mind was cut off, she drooled vaginal fluid and saliva. It was literally pleasure to the point of death, but she, who had received the blessing of the previous priestess’s succession, couldn’t die even if she wanted to.

“…She’s not dead, is she?”

Serti regained consciousness thirty minutes later.