Chapter 152: Deal (1)

Chapter 152: Deal (1)

Click.

The
Puppeteer felt the link with the doll she was trying to connect to
severed.

More
precisely, she had severed it herself.

“Wh-what
just happened to that…fellow?”

The
beautiful doll’s hand trembled as it clutched its pale face.

How
could she forget that day?

The
memory of spending more than two days in an abnormal state of
pleasure, leaking fluids, and rolling on the floor with an
uncontrollable body.

And
the person who had caused her to experience such things with just a
few punches.

Though
the helmet was different, the unique atmosphere, the large and sturdy
body, and the tightly clenched fist perfectly matched the memory of
that day.

Crack.

The
Puppeteer unconsciously bit her finger.

“…I
need to…check again.”

The
Puppeteer instinctively tried to reconnect, then stopped.

‘What
if I feel the same sensation again?’

What
if she rolled around on the floor again for days, moaning like a
beast, her mind consumed by pleasure?

‘……’

Gulping.

With
a tense expression, the Puppeteer swallowed hard and shook her head
vigorously.

‘No.
Absolutely not.’

It
was a sensation she must never experience again.

She
was absolutely certain, on an instinctive level, that if she felt
that pleasure again, she would never be able to turn back.

“Ms.
Nuer?”

The
Puppeteer looked at him, using only the eyes and ears of the doll she
had forcibly disconnected from.

This
doll had a ‘low compatibility’.

Unlike
the one she had used before, the connection with her senses was very
faint.

In
fact, because she had forcibly severed the link with the doll, it had
overloaded and would be unusable for at least half a year.

But
that fact didn’t matter much to the Puppeteer.

What
was more important was the man in front of her.

“I
want to study him.”

The
Puppeteer’s desire escaped her lips.

This
man was different from other males.

With
just one punch, he could make a female species scream in agony like
that.

More
than half of the world was female.

And
the Puppeteer herself was, at its core, just a female.

‘If
I could make this man my puppet…’

Someday,
when her ‘ultimate desire’ was fulfilled, this man could be of great
help.

Click.

The
Puppeteer clicked her fingers and connected all the puppets nearby to
herself.

Thud.

The
puppets connected to the Puppeteer began to act like puppets in a
puppet show, losing their own will.

“First…let’s
kidnap him.”

Once
upon a time, I heard a baby babbling.

With
a short tongue, it couldn’t pronounce words well, and it didn’t know
many words.

But
the baby kept making sounds, trying to express its will.

“…Pupau…
Woo…”

That’s
right, just like that.

I
looked at Nuer, who was babbling like an infant.

“Dutta…
Jaaji…”

A
childish babble came out of the mouth of a mature dark elf.

“Ms.
Nuer?”

“Aw!”

Fortunately,
she seemed to remember her name as she nodded her head up and down.

“…What
the hell?”

I
blurted out a swear word at the sudden and confusing situation.

Something
just keeps going wrong.

Let’s
think about this slowly. Let’s start with why this happened.

I
came to capture the succubi, but they welcomed me instead.

They
even left me a secret letter, wanting to maintain a relationship with
me.

And
then Nuer turned into this idiot.

‘Could
it be that Nuer became like this because of the succubus’ aphrodisiac
spell?’

No,
it couldn’t be.

While
aphrodisiacs can increase sexual desire, they can’t turn a person
into an idiot like this.

–The
higher the compatibility the better the link…

I
recalled what Grumpy had said.

The
cursed could ‘link’ with the being called Puppeteer.

Link.
A word that means to connect with something.

–Woo,
awww, aaak…!

I
remembered how Nuer had grabbed her head and writhed in pain before
turning into an idiot.

Her
body moved awkwardly, as if strings were attached to it.

A
terrible guess formed in my mind.

Perhaps
Nuer…

‘Had
she resisted the Puppeteer’s ‘link’ and become an idiot?’

I
didn’t know exactly what the ‘link’ was, but it probably failed.

Nuer
was sitting on the floor like a doll whose strings had been cut.

“Pawu…Paw…”

She
crawled towards me on her hands and knees, like a baby who didn’t
know how to walk.

Splash!

She
accidentally fell face-first into the pool of semen I had spilled on
the floor.

“Paw,
paw! Pawuu!”

She
flapped her arms and legs, splashing around.

Her
bikini bottom was getting wet.

“Pahoo,
puheu…”

She
lay on her back and tapped her clitoris with her fingers, looking up
at me.

I
saw a glimpse of shame in her eyes.

I
thought of Joy Hog, who looked up to Nuer.

If
Joy Hog saw Nuer like this now…

-Ugh.
I can’t believe I used to admire that retarded bitch. Worst choice of
my life. How can a female who gets so excited at the mere mention of
falling into a pit be an explorer? Jubeel seems more intelligent.

She
might have spat on Nuer’s face and walked away.

I
shook my head to get rid of those thoughts.

Thoughts
were thoughts, and reality was reality.

Nuer
was here, now, in this pathetic state.

And
I was the one who had caused it.

“This
is ridiculous…”

I
muttered to myself.

I
had no idea what to do with this situation.

Nuer,
who had once been a confident explorer, was now just a babbling
idiot.

“Ms.
Nuer, are you alright? Can you stand up?”

“Aw!
Taaaw!”

She
nodded vigorously.

I
could see in her eyes that she didn’t want me to leave her here.

Since
she hadn’t been eaten by a monster and turned into an idiot, there
was a chance of recovery.

If
Nuer ever recovered, I’d have to talk to her properly and clear up
the misunderstanding.

‘…Maybe
it wouldn’t be so bad if she just stayed like this forever.’

When
I thought about it, it didn’t seem so bad.

“Okay,
Nuer, little… no, Ms. Nuer. Spread your arms.”

“Taa!”

I
accidentally called her ‘little’ because she was acting like a baby,
but Nuer nodded and spread her arms wide.

I
didn’t know how old Nuer was, but with a body like that, she must be
quite old unless she was a half-elf like Ellie.

‘What
if she commits suicide when she comes to her senses?’

It
would be quite tragic if a noble dark elf ended up as a babbling
idiot.

Considering
she had called herself a slut even when she was sane, maybe she would
be fine with it.

“Okay,
spread them wider.”

“Taaaah…”

“Good
girl, Nuer.”

I
looked around with the plump, bouncing body of a baby on my back.

The
back alley of the red-light district.

There
was no reason to stay in this place reeking of semen now that I had
lost the succubi.

‘…Something’s
weird.’

It
was strangely quiet.

It
was too quiet for nighttime. After all, this was the red-light
district.

Just
a moment ago, I had walked through this alley, hearing the intense
sounds of people fucking inside and outside the buildings.

“…”

“Taouaa…”

As
I left the back alley, I saw a scene that looked like time had
stopped.

Everyone
in the street, from the women hiding in the corners buying men to the
men selling their bodies for the night, from the drunkards stumbling
around to the ordinary people walking down the street, was frozen,
staring at me.

“Haha.”

I
just laughed. I was used to this kind of thing.

I
calmly looked at the people, or rather, the dolls, who were staring
at me.

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Countless
status windows popped up and I could see the curses on them at a
glance.

There
was only one person who could do something like this.

I
looked into the countless eyes staring at me and said in a low voice,

“Nice
to meet you…Puppeteer.”

Startled.

The
people, or rather, the dolls, trembled.

Was
it just my imagination?

For
a moment, I felt like I saw the females writhing in pleasure.