Chapter 20

Chapter 20

I Became a Prisoner Trainer in the Dungeon.

Episode 20: How To Get A New Prisoner (3).

While Chief Steward Akamondu went to prepare for the battle,

I devised several plans to train Eris, the female knight who had not yet fallen.

‘Will simple training be enough?’

Simple training wouldn’t do.

I must not only make her a woman who could not live without my cock, soaked in sex, but also corrupt her into a demon.

What was needed for that?

She must abandon her humanity.Even if she couldn’t completely abandon her humanity, at least she must be made to work for our vampire legion.

“…Ha.”

Us, the vampire legion.

‘I’ve become a complete demon, haven’t I?’

While questioning myself, I was still thinking for the sake of the vampire legion.

Was it because I expected to move up to kissing the Vampire Princess’s feet?

Or because Chief Steward Akamondu was someone I could communicate with?

‘This is a place that treats me well, that’s why.’

Here, I could fully utilize my abilities.

And I could live while showing off what I did best more than anyone else.

Above all, I could live a far more luxurious life than when I was a porter under the guise of being an adventurer.

Look.

“Does the food not suit your taste?”

“No. It’s enough.”

Look at the food brought by the succubus secretary.

Bread, soup, garnish, and grilled steak.

Even though I was part of the Demon King’s army, they had prepared a diet that humans could eat, considering my humanity.

“The steak is…”

“It’s from a drake.”

Wasn’t it something that the meat wasn’t human?

For a magical beast, drake meat was quite good.

‘I’m full.’

The food I ate while working as an adventurer was several times less luxurious than this.

I, who couldn’t even set foot in a restaurant serving magical beast meat as the main course, am being treated to this for ‘lunch’?

‘What’s so great about the Demon King’s army?’

If I could live my best where I could utilize my abilities the most, and if I thought this environment would get even better in the future, then I must work even harder than now.

“The meal is over. What have you prepared?”

“They’re waiting.”

“Good.”

The succubus secretary brought a tray with the same meal I had eaten.

“Then, from now on…”

Sex time.

“Bring Eris.”

No, it was meal time.

Female Knight, Eris.

She felt various emotions upon realizing she had survived.

The humiliation of offering her virginity and begging for her life.

The guilt of struggling to survive while her comrades died.

And in between.

“Ugh, ahh…”

The pleasure of being wantonly teased on the bed, making her fingers reach down without her control.

It was a moment when her common sense as a female knight was denied.

-Senior Eris, all men are beasts. Even if they act like gentlemen, in bed, they thrust their hips like mad dogs.

Her junior female knights sometimes talked about their experiences with men.

-When you lose your virginity? Ah, I thought I was going to die. He shoved his dry cock in, and I wasn’t even feeling good, but he came by himself. Just when it started to feel good, he’d say ‘Was it good?’ and it was already over.

-What can I say?

She thought sex was just a process for men to release their seeds for procreation, driven by lust.

But that was not sex.

Lick.

She unconsciously licked her lips.

Spread legs on the bed, head buried in her sensitive spots, licking with abandon-

“……”

Eris covered her face with her hands.

Both hands were still bound by handcuffs, but that was unimportant.

She had never heard of a man licking a woman there.

On the contrary, she had seen cases where women were forced to lick men’s parts, but not the reverse.

Ah.

She had heard of such a thing.

There was a story about a queen from some kingdom who summoned a knight and commanded him to serve her by licking her private parts as an act of humiliation.

Yes.

That was a symbol of humiliation and submission.

But the trainer did the opposite?

Why?

“……”

Eris couldn’t understand it at all.

When she woke up, she had already been transferred to a cell, but this cell was different from others.

A private room.

Though she couldn’t see outside, there was a bed and a shower.

It was practically not a prison but more like a single-person inn.

“……”

Some information would be nice.

Just as she thought that-

Creak.

The door opened.

Eris instinctively turned on the bed and composed herself.

“Ha.”

The succubus who entered smiled at Eris.

“In heat?”

“What…!”

“Your pussy must be itching, huh?”

“Ah…!”

Eris blushed at the succubus’s insult, but she couldn’t deny it.

“You’re really lucky. If you had been caught by the previous trainer…an orc, you would have been killed by having your womb burst right there.”

“An, an orc…?!”

“Yeah. So don’t even think about doing anything foolish. If you do…”

The succubus made a gesture of slitting her throat with a smirk.

“It won’t end with just your head flying off.”

“……”

“Follow me.”

The succubus gestured.

Reluctantly, Eris got up and followed her down a long corridor.

Step, step.

The succubus was silent.

Eris scanned her surroundings nervously, but the corridor was just an extended tunnel, like a modified cave.

They said that in dungeons, underground areas started like an anthill but ended up like rectangular passageways.

Was this place a developed dungeon then?

“Here we are. Don’t do anything foolish in front of the trainer.”

“……”

As the succubus secretary opened the firmly closed door.

Slide.

“Ah.”

Something tickled Eris’s nose.

It was.

“You’ve come?”

The man who took her virginity.

And the food laid out before him.

Foods with a warm glow, incomparable to the few pieces of bread thrown to prisoners.

“Come in.”

The trainer nonchalantly pulled out a chair.

Just like knights treating a lady, or even more refined and elegant than that.

“Sit.”

Who was he telling to sit?

Eris glanced at the succubus, who was looking at her with a subtle look of envy-

Envy?

The succubus soon changed her expression, frowning.

It seemed like she was annoyed that Eris was receiving such privileged treatment, urging her to hurry up with her eyes.

“Eris.”

“……”

“Sit. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“……”

Eris slowly sat down.

Compared to the lavish meals of nobles, it wasn’t particularly appetizing, but it was in a different league from the dry bread she had in the cell the past few days.

“Let’s eat.”

“……”

Maybe.

Was it possible?

“…With my hands like this, how am I supposed to eat?”

Eris raised her handcuffed hands.

The trainer’s expression darkened for a moment, making Eris think she might have said something wrong, but-

“Oh, right. You can’t properly hold a knife and fork with those on.”

As if an idea for a prank had come to mind, the trainer approached her and pulled his chair close.

“What, what…?!”

“I’ll feed you.”

“?!!”

The trainer wiped his hands with a napkin and tore the bread into suitable pieces, extending it towards Eris’s mouth.

“Open wide.”

“……”

What kind of act was this?

Eris was momentarily struck by that thought.

Maybe, this man-

“Eris-Alvatea.”

“……!!”

“You’re the daughter of Count Alvatea, right?”

“……”

Ah.

So that was it.

“…What are you trying to do by using my family?”

Her pounding heart cooled down.

No, she tried hard to cool it down.

“Using your family, what am I trying to do?”

But.

“I just want to talk?”

The warmth of the bread touched her lips, as if freshly baked.

“……”

“You don’t need to move your hands. I’ll feed you. After the meal, shall we have some tea and talk leisurely?”

“……”

He cut with a knife.

Not with noble etiquette, but the trainer cut the tough meat with an elegant touch.

Even using a rather large pair of scissors instead of a knife.

“……Is that the demon’s way?”

“It’s my way.”

Cutting meat with scissors was utterly incomprehensible, but the trainer cut the tough meat into bite-sized pieces effortlessly.

“Here.”

The trainer stabbed the meat with a fork and held it out.

“Open wide.”

“……”

Eris, with no other choice, had to open her mouth.

‘Whew. It’s a good thing I cut it beforehand.’

Drake meat didn’t cut well with a knife.

Still, I couldn’t show myself struggling with a knife in front of a noble lady, so I asked the succubus secretary for a clean pair of scissors.

Using scissors for food wasn’t well-known in Western culture either.

But it’s familiar to me.

Even though it had been over 20 years since I reincarnated, the technique of grilling and cutting meat into bite-sized pieces for my girlfriend at a samgyeopsal restaurant remained.

‘That bitch never once thought of grilling it herself, just ate.’

Later on, when we went to a place where they grilled the meat for you, she started talking to the good-looking male part-timer.

‘Enough. What’s the point of reminiscing?’

The past was forgotten.

I was Azazel, the trainer of the Demon King’s army.

“Eris Alvatea.”

When I first trained her, I didn’t know she was a noble.

Why?

‘Because I really didn’t know.’

Even though I knew she was a knight, how could I tell if she was a commoner or a noble?

She wasn’t someone from a noble household’s knight order but a knight who came to the dungeon as an adventurer, so I naturally thought she was just someone in urgent need of money.

“You’re from the Alvatea family?”

Maybe because she ate well without lifting a finger.

“Why do you think that?”

Eris answered my question honestly.

She responded with a question to my question, but the fact that she didn’t keep silent was enough.

“Do you think hiding your identity won’t get you exposed?”

“……”

Eris had concealed her nobility.

Yet, the reason I discovered she was a noble ‘at this point.’

“I found out through Baron Gilberte’s family. Heh heh heh.”

“……!!”

One thing.

If there was something I didn’t expect.

“While you were eating, there was a battle with the investigation team dispatched by the Gilberte family.”

Our Chief Steward Akamondu.

“The captured investigators sold your information. They said Jake Gilberte talked about an engagement? I wondered why, then I figured out you were the number one person they were looking for.”

“……!”

He was quite, no, extremely competent.

‘I never thought he would annihilate the advance party while I was eating.’

During the meal.

The dungeon opened, and the advance party sent from the Gilberte territory was annihilated.

“Here.”

I stretched my hands out to the sides.

“Should I treat you as Lady Eris Alvatea, or as the female knight Eris?”

“……”

I grabbed each of Eris’s handcuffed hands.

Eris tried to pull her hands away, but due to the magic handcuffs, she couldn’t free them completely.

“Eris Alvatea.”

I tightly grasped Eris’s hands and brought my face close to hers.

“Let’s make a deal.”

“A… deal?”

“Yes. A very simple deal.”

I moved closer to Eris’s face and whispered into her ear.

The moment I whispered.

Eris’s eyes widened and began to tremble.