Chapter 16

Chapter 16

I Became a Prisoner Trainer in the Dungeon.

Episode 16: Loyalty To The Vampire Princess (1).

What could be said about the human mind? It was truly wretched.

When others experience good fortune, they feel envy and jealousy.

When I experienced good fortune, I wanted to enjoy that privilege alone.

When others faced misfortune, I hoped it didn’t affect me.

And when I face misfortune, I think it shouldn’t just happen to me.

Of course, we called those who had such thoughts ‘wicked’.

If there were ten humans, perhaps five of them would think like that.

And among those five, there might be one who actually acted on the thought, ‘It shouldn’t just happen to me’.

This was the case now.

“Dalia, do you want to test Eris’s faith here?”

“Yes.”

Dalia, having washed all the blood off in the shower, stood before me in the newly issued prison uniform provided in the training room.

“Is that not the role given to me?”

“Not necessarily.”

Dalia might want that, but from my perspective, it was a different story.

“Eris might be faltering because her faith is weak, but it’s not clear she would fall because of that.”

“…….”

“You seem eager to testify Eris’s faith, but do you really need to use the same method on Eris as you did on yourself? That’s not the case.”

There were methods for a priestess.

There were different methods for a female knight.

“Or what? Because you were gang-raped by several men, does Eris also have to be gang-raped?”

“That’s…”

Perhaps, this might be even bigger?

“I’ve already raped her.”

“……Is that so.”

Dalia’s dissatisfaction slightly subsided.

It seemed she felt a bit of camaraderie in the fact that Eris was ‘raped’.

That’s good.

‘She didn’t see how Eris was raped.’

Humans judged others based on their own experiences.

Since I just said ‘I raped her’, she would think Eris went through the same experience she had in prison.

‘It was rape, after all.’

I was considerate, reducing the pain of a virgin’s first time and adding caresses to maximize pleasure, but it was still rape.

Even though it was a modern, sweet lovemaking with a beloved partner, chaining her to the training room bed and penetrating her made it rape.

‘I’ll have to keep this secret.’

If I told Dalia how Eris was raped, her eyes might turn.

She might become jealous as a woman, asking why I treated Eris differently from her.

It was not about affection, but about how she was treated.

I could say it’s only natural because Eris was a virgin, but-

‘What the trainer needs is a demon, not a virgin.’

Right now, Dalia was more valuable than Eris.

If asked which one was more advantageous for my ‘survival’, I would definitely say Dalia.

‘I don’t know what the Vampire Princess thinks, but Dalia is immediately useful based on the results in front of us.’

A woman who had been gang-raped but reborn as a vampire.

A being who was deflowered by the trainer but not yet turned into a demon.

“Eris, will you turn her into a demon?”

“There’s no reason not to.”

“So, you want me to help?”

“How?”

“…….”

Whisper, whisper.

Dalia suggested something.

That suggestion was somewhat absurd to me-

“You.”

“…….”

“Do you want to have sex with me?”

“That could be a method, too?”

Dalia said this with an unchanged expression.

“Frankly, to prove my faith, I need to survive, don’t I?”

“So, you’ll suck my dick?”

“I’d rather bite it off, but if I did that, I wouldn’t be able to continue punishing the betrayers.”

Dalia is hoping.

“Rape me. Then threaten Eris.”

“If she doesn’t willingly become a demon, I’ll kill Dalia. Threaten her like that?”

She wanted to test another woman’s faith by using her own body.

“Aren’t you curious? Whether she’ll abandon her faith in the goddess to save a comrade, or let her comrade die to keep her faith in the goddess.”

“…….”

The proposal was certainly interesting.

But-

“Your proposal is too extreme, considering I already deflowered Eris.”

Forcing Eris into this choice now seemed unnecessary.

“Instead, if there are any women who come in as captives next time, I’ll consider your proposal then.”

“Hmm….”

“Or is it that you just want to have sex with me? If you’re honest, I could give it to you.”

“Hmph.”

Dalia frowned.

She’s been throwing subtle hints like ‘Want to try it once?’ before, but she neither confirmed nor denied.

‘I’ll just watch for now.’

When the succubus secretary arrived, I could operate them separately anyway.

There’s no need to force them to work together in one place.

A plan was already forming in my head.

‘Two-track strategy.’

Virgins with virgins.

Non-virgins with non-virgins.

Even if virgins became non-virgins by me, women who become non-virgins by me and those who were already non-virgins were entirely different stories.

“For now-”

Creak.

The door opened.

I calmly wait to greet the succubus secretary-

“……?”

In front of me.

“……Huh?”

“Trainer.”

A silver-haired, red-eyed woman, the Vampire Princess, appeared.

Dressed in a black dress as if attending a funeral, she glanced at me and then scanned Dalia from head to toe.

“…….”

“……!!”

“Kneel.”

With just that glance, Dalia knelt on both knees.

“Argh, urgh, ugh…!”

She trembled, sweat poured down, and her nails dug into her thighs.

“Excellent results. So, even after becoming a vampire, your faith in the goddess remains?”

“Ugh, urgh, ugh…!”

Dalia suffered.

As if her insides, her heart, were being squeezed by a magical grip.

“From the moment you became a vampire, you are bound to follow my commands. That’s the fate of a vampire reborn with the blood of the progenitor vampire.”

As expected.

‘Those who have fallen through training are completely subservient to the Vampire Princess, huh.’

I anticipated this.

My role was to train and corrupt; operating them was not my job.

It’s a bit disappointing or bitter that the first result of my efforts now obeyed the Vampire Princess’s commands, but-

‘Let’s not think that way.’

Dalia was human but also an item and a subordinate.

The important thing was my survival.

“Trainer.”

“Yes, yes!”

“Do you want this woman?”

The Vampire Princess placed her hand on Dalia’s head and turned her gaze toward me.

“Are you going to ask for this woman as yours since you turned her into a vampire?”

“Th-that’s…”

“Oh?”

The Vampire Princess approached me.

“Really?”

“Please, I beseech you.”

Death approached.

The red hand gripping my throat was made of magic but began to slowly penetrate my neck with physical force.

The moment the Vampire Princess tightened her grip around my neck, I would surely have my neck broken.

Even if I regressed, the result would be the same.

It’s an instinct as an adventurer, a human, and a victim.

I would not survive anything this woman did.

By physical means, at least.

Then, naturally, I must use another method.

“If using the first fallen one as a basis to create new fallen ones would be of help…!”

“Continue.”

The grip slightly loosened.

‘Got her. She took the bait.’

The Vampire Princess looked at me indifferently, but the fact that her gaze was fixed on me indicated she was interested in our conversation.

“This woman did not abandon her faith in the goddess even after becoming a demon.”

“Hmm.”

“And even as a demon, she desires to punish those who have abandoned their faith in the goddess.”

“So?”

“I humbly suggest using this woman as an ‘executioner’ for executing captives.”

“Executioner.”

The Vampire Princess touched her lips with her index finger.

“How do you plan to execute them?”

“Those who have abandoned the goddess will be executed in the master’s manner. Although I have just used a mace to beat them to death to vent the master’s anger, for those who must be ‘judged’ and killed, we should tear out their hearts and use their blood for the legion.”

“Judgment?”

She asked.

As I emphasized it with force, the Vampire Princess immediately caught the nuance.

“Yes. It’s about mass-producing the second and third fallen ones using the method that corrupted this woman.”

“Hmm…”

“Since we have a verified method, we can apply the same approach to other captives to corrupt them.”

“What do you think the success rate will be?”

Got it.

The word ‘success rate’ came out of the Vampire Princess’s mouth.

“That would depend on who the captives are.”

“…I want an exact figure.”

Ah.

This woman was from the sciences.

“Do you want statistics? Then, I will prepare samples to calculate the statistics for you.”

“Samples.”

“There were four female captives. I succeeded in corrupting one, so in extreme terms, we could say it’s 25%.”

“…….”

“But for this woman.”

I slowly approached Dalia, placing both hands on her shoulders.

“Given Dalia’s case, if we experiment with priestesses in the same way, wouldn’t even one in ten turning like Dalia give us a success rate of about 10%?”

“Are you suggesting we experiment through this training?”

“Yes.”

I held Dalia tightly.

“And I will establish a theory for customized training methods based on the captives’ cases.”

“…….”

“As the master desires.”

One thing.

“Until the day 99% of humans fall.”

From the moment the Vampire Princess entered, I sensed one thing.

“I will work for the master.”

The Vampire Princess clearly showed ‘the superiority of the strong’ against both me and Dalia.

‘She doesn’t intend to kill.’

If she wanted to kill, her eyes wouldn’t have looked like that.

“…Interesting.”

The Vampire Princess.

“Trainer, what is your name?”

She smiled, twisting the corners of her mouth.

“I am…”

My name was…

“My name is what the master calls me, but I call myself ‘Azazel’.”

“Is that so?”

The Vampire Princess snapped her fingers.

“Then.”

Red magical energy instantly forms a chair, and she sits down, crossing her legs.

“Trainer Azazel. I will see how loyal you are to me, your true intentions.”

Rustle.

Her shoes fell to the ground.

“Trainer Azazel.”

At the same time, a flawless, jade-like foot is revealed.

“Kneel.”

“……!”

Though not a vampire, I had no choice but to kneel at her command.

A command?

No, it was as if I was enchanted by something.

“And.”

To the foot the Vampire Princess extends toward me.

“Kiss my foot and prove your loyalty.”

By the way, in this world, kissing someone’s foot was the highest form of submission a slave shows to their master.

“Master.”

However.

“Will a mere kiss suffice?”

I stuck out my tongue.