Chapter 296: Your Life is Over! (2)

Chapter 296: Your Life is
Over! (2)

During
the suppression of the envy worshipper, few knew that Serif had
collapsed due to hallucinations.

Except
for Diana and Idelbert who participated in the battle, only Senior
Priest Coolid who manages the Eden branch of the temple and her
disciple Jellicy.

Since
it wasn’t news that was good to spread widely, few knew the truth,
but they were all individuals who could exert considerable influence
in the labyrinth city.

Senior
Priest Coolid, who heard the news that Serif had awakened from the
hallucination, came running hurriedly and firmly grasped my hand.

“Balkan!
You really…! How do you always choose to do such admirable things!”

Eyes
dripping with honey.

The
middle-aged woman with deep wrinkles shook my hand vigorously,
looking at me as if I were a grandson who had done something
praiseworthy.

She
seemed to think well of me before, but now it was quite dramatic.

It
felt like I had become the prince who awakened Snow White with a
kiss.

Of
course, the saint of the order who had been asleep was much higher in
rank than a mere maid like Snow White, and in addition to
intertwining tongues in a kiss, I did pierce her hymen and ejaculate
plenty of baby seeds into her pure womb…

But
all of that happened in the mind world.

Serif’s
body that awakened in reality did not have her hymen pierced.

Although
she had a fragile virgin pussy, it wasn’t developed into a holy slut
pussy that would beg for semen while climaxing repeatedly from an
incubus penis, making it hard to believe she was a saint.

She
still retains all the original fresh virgin scent and purity.

‘Whether
I will someday turn Serif’s fresh holy virgin pussy into a holy slut
pussy in reality is yet unknown…’

At
least that’s not the case now.

“I
only did what needed to be done.”

“What
needed to be done? Of course! But were those things you needed to do
ordinary? Capturing the underling of the envy worshipper who
infiltrated the temple, tracking the root and slaughtering that damn
envy worshipper who deserves more than just being eaten alive, and
now even the saint who fell to her evil hands…! Huh…”

Coolid
looked at me while swallowing an empty breath, seemingly dumbfounded
even as she spoke.

“Do
you really not want to join the order? You’ve done so much for us.
Many have witnessed the holy power you wield. I’d need permission
from several other senior priests besides myself, but you could be
promoted to a saint rather than just a paladin—”

“What’s
this about trying to steal someone else’s disciple when their master
is right here with eyes wide open?”

In
response to Coolid’s proposal, Idelbert wrapped her arm around my
neck and pulled me into a tight embrace.

Huuuuug—

Unlike
her firm body, her soft, chewy breasts gently pressed against my
cheek.

Idelbert
wrapped her cat tail around my torso as if to say I couldn’t be taken
away from her.

“No.
You left the paladin position years ago but still walk around as if
you’re affiliated with the temple, so why can’t he join?”

“If
you’re jealous, become stronger than me. I won’t give him up. I
can’t.”

“Pfft…”

Serif’s
lips quivered as she tried to hold back laughter while watching
Coolid and Idelbert argue.

“Saint…?”

“Ah.
I’m not mocking you… I just remembered something from the past.”

Coolid
widened her wrinkled eyes at the sight of Serif’s small smile, then
she blankly looked back and forth between Serif and Idelbert.

Was
it so shocking to see the two sisters facing each other without
fighting as if they were about to devour each other, instead smiling
albeit a bit awkwardly?

“Hu,
huck…!”

After
being frozen for a while, Coolid, who finally regained her senses,
blinked her eyes and rubbed her reddening eyes.

Coolid
was a priest who had cared for and known the two cat sisters long
enough for even Idelbert to be comfortable around her.

Seeing
the two sisters, whose relationship had not been good until recently,
showing signs of improving their relationship, if not as much as in
the past, seemed to evoke something within her.

“What,
are you crying…?”

“Oh
shut up! You’ll be like this too when you’re over 50!”

“No
matter what, 50 is still a long way off…”

Looking
at Senior Priest Coolid vigorously rubbing her eyelids, I could see
where Idelbert had learned that distinctive tone of rejection.

-Chuckle.

Serif’s
smile deepened as she watched.

I
stepped back for a moment and took in the scene of the two sisters
and a middle-aged priest smiling at each other.

A
sense of satisfaction rose in my chest.

Although
it was still crudely held together with bond or tape, I was happy
that these two sisters could look at each other and smile without
hostility.

They
would probably need more time to become as close as they were before
but even that was satisfying enough.

The
feeling of vicarious satisfaction, as if my unfillable void was being
filled, wasn’t all bad.

‘Will
I someday be able to smile with my blood relatives like that?’

Sisters
are sisters because two people are together.

Siblings
are the same. They are siblings only when two people are together.

But
there were no siblings here now.

Just
a brother following traces of his younger sister.

“…”

I
shook my head to dispel the unpleasant feeling.

Sex
offers an addictive level of pleasure, but the post-nut clarity that
follows is a major drawback.

I
inhaled, breathed in fresh air to clear my head, and thought about
what I needed to do next.

‘Tomorrow
at 2 AM…’

I
have no intention of losing to Lilith, but that succubus is by no
means an opponent to be taken lightly.

It
wouldn’t hurt to have some insurance.

“Master.
Serif.”

The
two sisters turned to look at me at the sound of my voice.

To
these two women who gave me trusting and believing looks, I made one
request.

“If
I don’t return after a week, please come look for me.”

The
sensitive sense of smell of the two cat sisters will be a great help
in tracking me.

-Gulp.
Gulp.

“Damn…why
is this delicious?”

I
expressed my displeasure as I roughly wiped the breast milk that
trickled down the corner of my mouth.

It
was the strength milk that I had recently received from Jubeel, which
increases stamina and strength stats.

Whether
it was an illusion due to the fancy bottle it came in, or if there
was something wrong with my head, the taste was hard to describe as
unpleasant even falsely.

Sighing,
I also took a handful of herbs with a sensation-dulling function that
I had purchased from the herb shop yesterday.

I
couldn’t afford not to dope up for this fight that my future depended
on.

Feeling
like my sexual resistance had slightly increased, I left the inn room
with Bunny on my back.

“Going
out?”

When
I was halfway down the stairs, I was startled by a voice coming from
a table below.

The
inn was closed today. Thanks to the successful soft opening over the
past few days.

While
both Denshi and Ellie had gone to their rooms early to enjoy their
rest today…Diana was sitting alone at a table, drinking.

It
was unusual for Diana to drink alone at such a late hour.

“You’re
still awake?”

“Yes.
I can’t sleep… would you like to have a drink with me?”

Diana
proposed, tapping the table with her finger.

I
couldn’t help but hesitate. The time for contact with the succubi was
approaching soon.

“Ah,
well. I’m a bit… I’m sorry. Let’s drink together when I get back.”

“…Mmm.
If that’s the case, it can’t be helped. You said you were exploring
the 19th floor with your party members, right?”

“Ah,
um. Yes. Th-that’s right.”

For
the next week, I’ll be staying with Lilith.

The
risk of breaking the contract is too great for me right now. The week
of being a sex slave is already confirmed but I couldn’t tell Diana
such facts straightforwardly.

The
fact that I couldn’t tell her directly due to the binding contract
was merely secondary.

If
I were to say that I, a man, am now going to be used like a dog by
other women, could any woman in this world maintain her sanity?

Having
already seen the reactions of Serif and Idelbert, I was all the more
unable to tell Diana the truth.

In
the end, I lied to Diana once again.

“…Mmm.
I ended up offering alcohol to someone entering the Labyrinth. I’m
sorry.”

“No!
There’s no need to be sorry… Later, next week, I’ll definitely come
back and have a drink with you, Diana.”

“…When
you say it like that, I’d be too happy.”

Diana
said that, smiled slightly, and waved her hand to see me off.

I
also waved back at Diana, who was exuding the smell of alcohol, with
a bitter smile.

With
that, I left the inn and headed west toward the forest, where the
cave of the lustful demons was hidden.

“Don’t
you know?”

Diana,
sitting alone at a table drinking, muttered in a subtle voice.

“Whenever
Balkan enters or returns from the Labyrinth, he always hugs me
tightly. Hot and fierce, almost hard to breathe… with lots of
affection… always, except when it’s really unavoidable.”

In
response to Diana’s mutterings, a woman hiding under the bar table
desperately shook her head while covering her mouth.

“I,
I really don’t know, Landlady! Why did Balkan use our names!”

The
woman who was tied up and being interrogated by Diana, the cow
beastkin warrior Jubeel, desperately shook her head.

Through
persistent questioning, Diana learned that the party had met only a
handful of times over the past week, and she raised her alcohol and
mood-intoxicated body with an expressionless face.

“Mmm.
I know. From the first time I heard the lie, I knew Balkan was lying
to me.”

The
time she spent with him was by no means short so she knew how he
would react when trying to hide something.

The
reason she didn’t persistently dig into it was because she thought he
must have his own circumstances.

Balkan,
who is merciless to enemies but kinder than anyone to those around
him.

There
was no way such a person would lie to her without any reason.

But…

Ziiiing…!

The
mark engraved on her lower abdomen trembled precariously.

A
strange anxiety spread through the mark, sharply raising Diana’s
senses.

That
sense was not just any sense but a sharply honed sense as an
explorer.

The
instinct of a living being that should never be ignored stimulated
Diana.

“…”

-Click!

Diana,
with her ice arrow and longbow in hand, glared at the place where her
loved one had gone, narrowly opening her closed eyes.

And
quietly moved her steps.

“…You
crazy Balkan. What have you done this time…?”

Looking
at Diana’s back, Jubeel, tied up on the floor, trembled her breasts.

A
succubus welcomed me.

The
subordinate succubus of Lilith who had previously guided me to the
demons’ cave.

She
bowed her head to me and revealed the cave that had been hidden by
concealment magic.

Once
again, I followed her guidance and headed to the place where succubi
gathered in clusters.

Upon
entering the familiar cave room, two women welcomed me.

“You
came on time? Walking in on your own even knowing you will
lose…impressive.”

Lilith,
wearing Diana’s leather from her active days, standing with a fishy
smile yet a seductive posture.

And.

“…”

A
peacock beastkin standing next to Lilith with an indifferent face.

The
demon worshipper of pride, Ignorion.

-Swing!

I
immediately drew Bunny and pointed it at her, while giving Lilith a
sidelong glance.

“…Why
is that guy here?”

The
demon worshipper of pride, Ignorion, was a terrorist who, along with
the demon worshipper of wrath, Gott, had invaded the royal palace and
caused a catastrophe.

It
was natural to be on guard, but Lilith waved her hand as if to say
not to worry.

“Don’t
be so tense. Ignorion is simply here to take us to a more suitable
place for what we’re about to do.”

“…What
does that mean?”

A
place more suitable for what we’re about to do.

Seeing
that I couldn’t grasp the meaning, Lilith smirked and gestured to
Ignorion.

And
at that moment.

-Crack!

A
dimensional rift opened next to Ignorion, and demonic power began to
condense, drawing a strange flow.

“A
portal…”

I
swallowed hard as I saw it.

‘She
plans to completely cut off any pursuit.’

Lilith
seemed like a lust-crazed demon, but she had unexpectedly thorough
aspects.

Just
as she had imposed a condition prohibiting direct mention of herself,
anticipating that I would tell others about the situation.

Now,
too, thinking that I might have exploited loopholes in that
condition, she’s moving the base to a completely different location.

This
way, even if Serif or Idelbert were to follow me, the scent would
suddenly cut off, making tracking difficult.

I
silently glared at Ignorion.

‘Why
is that peacock-head helping Lilith? Do they share common interests?’

But
even under that gaze, Ignorion showed no particular emotion and just
focused on completing the portal.

It
was a complex magical flow that I couldn’t possibly replicate with my
skill or magical stats.

The
portal, which had reached a higher level than the portal magic Ellie
was researching, briefly showed the place beyond it.

A
place where pink and purple mix…countless tentacles wriggle.

Although
I’d never been there personally, I could roughly guess where it was
from information I’d heard around.

“No
need to worry so much. That place…the tentacle maze on the 25th
floor, will be our new home.”

Woong—

Lilith
said that, licked her lower lip, and naturally interlaced her fingers
with mine, pulling me into her embrace.

I
couldn’t push away her touch now.

Following
Lilith, who grabbed and led me, I crossed the portal and fell into a
new place with the floating sensation unique to portals.

A
place that was like a straight cave, yet with soft moonlight shining.

A
maze full of tentacles that stick to the ground and walls, wriggling
incessantly.

The
25th floor, classified as the lower levels of the labyrinth.

Among
them, the tentacle cave, famous for being difficult to escape and
complex…

-Gulp.

Saliva
was involuntarily swallowed from the tension.

I
keenly felt how sincerely this lewd succubus in front of me wanted to
take me.

“Well
then, first, to celebrate becoming my sex slave…”

Lilith,
looking at me and raising the corner of her mouth, sat on one of the
surrounding tentacles and extended her instep to me.

A
white instep wrapped in black stockings.

Somehow
fragrant, her toes swayed seductively before my eyes, as if casting a
hypnotic spell.

“Would
you like to start with a kiss of submission?”