Chap 109-Sinner

 

Serena sat on a chair, silently staring at the lump of meat before her.

Yeon’s naked body, hanging upside down, was already closer to a torn and crushed lump of meat than a human form.

Her flesh was torn to shreds and covered in blood from the whipping that had continued all day, and the blood that had flowed down formed a puddle on the floor, emitting a terrible fishy smell.

Around her neck was a magical artifact like a dog collar, along with an iron chain.

It had several functions, such as restricting movement and suppressing magical power, but the most cruel of them was something else.

A shackle that would never break, making it impossible to die no matter how painful, and impossible to escape no matter how much she struggled.

Thanks to that, Serena could ravage her endlessly, as much as she pleased.

‘If I succeed in revenge, I thought I would feel good…’

But from the moment she cut out her tongue and gave her the first lash, strangely, only an emptiness, as if a corner of her heart was completely empty, was felt.

She had tortured her non-stop from morning until now to fill that something, but her emptiness was not filled in the slightest.

‘…Let’s stop with the useless thoughts.’

Serena shook her head.

Now, she had to make the prisoner able to participate in the visitation, as Camilla had requested.

‘Visitation…’

The reason Camilla requested a visitation for Yeon Bennet was obvious.

Probably… she felt the same way as her.

Revenge.

She would want to tear Yeon, who killed her mother, to pieces with her own hands.

Perhaps, if she saw Yeon’s humiliating appearance, her heart might be comforted a little.

Drip, drip-

Serena roughly poured a cold potion over Yeon, who had lost consciousness.

However, Yeon still showed no sign of waking up.

Slap-

Serena poured the potion a few more times and slapped her hard on the cheek.

Only then did Yeon’s eyelids, hanging upside down, tremble slightly, and then her dark pupils slowly appeared.

In principle, a prisoner had to be completely subdued in order to go out for a visitation, and the possibility of escape had to be blocked from the source.

To do that…

A little ‘processing’ was needed.

Serena pulled out a sharp dagger from her waist.

And she approached Yeon’s wrist, hanging upside down, and cut the area where the tendons stood out without any hesitation.

Swoosh-

“Hiss…!”

The chilling sensation of the taut tendon snapping.

Yeon’s arm drooped and swayed in the air.

Serena cut the tendons of the opposite wrist and both ankles in turn.

“Hiss… haa…”

From Yeon’s mouth, a slightly strange, hot breath came out, rather than from pain.

Serena ignored her and took out an iron from one side of the torture chamber.

A letter meaning ‘sinner’ was engraved on the red-hot end.

“This brand will not be easily erased. I’ve made magical arrangements so that it’s impossible with most levels of Healing magic or divine power.”

Serena’s eyes began to shine cruelly.

“How is it? Now everyone who sees you will know that you are a sinner. Spend the rest of your life looking at this brand and reflecting on what you’ve done.”

Sizzle-!

“Hiss… haa…!”

Along with Yeon’s strange moans, the sound of flesh burning and a foul smell began to fill the room.

‘…That vicious bitch.’

Even after the torture that had continued from morning until now, Yeon only let out such strange moans, without screaming even once.

She thought she was just incompetent and evil, but she seemed to have some backbone.

The sizzling sound stopped and the foul smoke dissipated.

A red, swollen edge and a blackened center.

The letter meaning ‘sinner’ was hideously engraved in the middle of Yeon’s pure white forehead.

As the brand was completely engraved, Yeon’s body drooped.

“Don’t be too upset.”

Serena said coldly.

“You’re just paying the price you should have paid a long time ago.”

…

‘Ah, damn it… I feel so gross…’

After being tormented by my sister all day, I was thrown back into the solitary cell with restraints on.

My sister washed off the blood I shed roughly before putting on the restraints…

Drip, drip-

The sensation of warm, sticky liquid flowing down between my legs spread creepily.

Fortunately, I was hanging upside down when I was being tortured, so it didn’t drip down, and it was mixed with the blood splattered all over my body, so it was barely noticeable on the outside.

Thanks to that, I was able to avoid my sister finding out that I was a hopeless pervert who climaxed while being tortured.

“Hiss…”

The problem was that the aftereffects of the torture had not yet subsided.

Honestly, it wasn’t physically more painful than the pain I usually experienced…

This mentally miserable situation came to me even more intensely.

In addition… the unhealed brand was continuing to make me wet.

‘I wish she’d give me some underwear…’

I grumbled inwardly.

No…

If I had underwear, it would have quickly become damp and even more uncomfortable.

It seemed better to let it flow like this and let it dry.

At this point, I might be misunderstood as actually enjoying it.

But it couldn’t be helped.

As someone who has experienced both the climax as a man and the climax as a woman, let me say for sure that the climax felt as a woman was much more difficult to bear.

I don’t know if it’s because of the Masochist or if it’s originally like that…

A little more… how should I say it.

The one when I was a man, it just felt like everything ended with an explosive pleasure that burst out in an instant?

It was short and intense, but that was it.

But now it was different.

It didn’t end with just one burst, and the afterglow remained deep inside my body and spread subtly.

A dizzying and languid sensation, as if my whole body was melting in hot water.

Ah, anyway…!

I shook my head to shake off the distracting thoughts.

Thanks to my sister’s efforts, I felt that enough power to break this powerful restraints had gathered inside me.

The severed tendons can be restored with a regeneration magic circle as much as I want…

But!

Is escaping from here really the best option?

Of course, if the news that I had escaped spread throughout Terra, the faith of malice might explode for a while and be helpful.

But my ultimate goal is to devour all of the Evil God’s power.

To do that, I had to draw a bigger picture.

For example… the destruction of the Holy Theocracy, things like that.

To do that, going to the Rapellasia family, which is close to the Holy Theocracy, as planned, is the best option…

Anyway, they will definitely try to secure me soon in order to find a way to cure Elise’s younger sibling.

Since they don’t seem to have any intention of executing me right now, I think it’s okay to take it easy.

And even if I am actually executed, it will only create an opportunity to escape for me, who has multiple lives.

So the conclusion is…

I’m going to try to enjoy it a little.

No… that’s not it.

I’m going to try to utilize the transcendent’s myth-grade divine power, ‘Masochist’.

If I can master this ability perfectly, it will definitely help with my future plans…

Creak-

At that moment, the tightly closed door opened and a welcome face came in.

Burning red hair, ruby-like eyes shining provocatively.

‘Camilla, you’re safe!’

Ha Yeon said that she had chased away the Evil God herself, but I was a little uneasy because I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.

Huh?

“Ugh, ugh…!”

As soon as Camilla, who opened the door and came in, saw me, she covered her mouth with her hand and started gagging.

‘Is she really okay…?’

“Uwaaaah!”

She couldn’t hold back and vomited on the floor.

‘No… even so, isn’t it a bit too much to throw up as soon as you see someone’s face…’

I was a little hurt.

…

That day.

On the day when an unidentified being was devouring her body, Camilla’s mind was awake.

What that being showed her was…

The truth about Yeon Bennet, a villainess who was pointed at by everyone in the world.

She didn’t want to believe it.

She wanted to deny it.

She desperately tried to rationalize it, telling herself dozens of times that this was just an illusion, a fabricated memory created by an unidentified being.

But she was a Librarian.

Therefore, she knew more accurately than anyone else what that place meant and what she had seen.

The real traitor to humanity was… her family, her mother.

And the villainess she had tried to torture and use cruelly, Yeon Bennet, was rather…

“Ugh!”

Camilla gagged once again.

A figure locked in the middle of an empty room, deprived of freedom.

Limbs drooping with severed tendons.

The humiliating brand of ‘sinner’ stamped on her forehead.

All of those things were not her.

It was the punishment she should have received.

‘I’m sorry…’

Her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

The brand engraved on Yeon’s forehead burned hotly as if it were stamped on her own soul.

The pain, loneliness, and despair that she had experienced alone washed over her like a wave, suffocating Camilla.

“What’s wrong!”

Serena came in with a hurried expression.

She glanced over Camilla’s expression, which was in despair.

Slap-

She approached Yeon and slapped her on the cheek without hesitation.

“What did you do again?”

A dry sound echoed off the walls.

She raised her hand again.

This time, she was about to strike even harder.

She had to stop her.

She had to run over and stop her right now.

The weight of the sin she had committed was trapping Camilla in that spot.

“Stop!”

In the end, all she could do was scream until her throat was torn.

“It’s nothing… just please leave.”