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    A torturer’s work is never done.

    Just hearing that the Demon Lord’s army had occupied the Empire might make it seem like everything the Hero’s party had done so far was in vain, but from the army’s perspective, that wasn’t the case.

    Many of the Four Heavenly Kings were absent, monsters could no longer regenerate, and they had to prevent factions from deserting now that the contracts were lost. They had to lay the groundwork to prevent another war from breaking out immediately, and there were still people who weren’t fully brainwashed and had to be dealt with through torture… Amidst all this, they had to prepare for war while dealing with local nobles who came for an audience, oblivious to the fact that the higher-ups had been brainwashed. If it weren’t for Bere, they might have been reinvaded and finished long ago.

    The biggest problem of all was, of course, the absence of the Demon Lord. Acting without a leader inevitably led to friction. For now, Sloth, the former strategist, had taken over as leader to carry on the Demon Lord’s will, but it was a hole that couldn’t be filled by a single Heavenly King. Thanks to this, the band of torturers spent another day away from Reina, touring the various experimental sites and torture chambers set up in the Empire, checking on the progress of their research and conditioning, and sometimes finishing the work with their own hands.

    During their busy day… as they were returning, it wasn’t strange for complaints to surface…

    “Will we… be okay… this time…”

    “That again?”

    “But… I can’t help but worry…”

    “The Demon Lord is gone… and the Empire is faltering… At this rate, who knows when we can wage war again…”

    “There’s a report that the Hero was captured… It must be one of Lord Sloth’s schemes… You must have heard that, too…”

    “You mean the one about her being captured by the First Prince… and being treated like a toilet… I heard… they sent a torture squad over there as well…”

    “Yes… The Hero’s torture is also underway… Longer than Reina’s… and they say they’re repeating… even more cruel acts…”

    “But is it really going to be okay?”

    “I hear she’s fawning over them and making a fool of herself… In a way… she’s doing things even filthier than Reina…”

    “If that’s the case, then that’s a relief, but…”

    They set foot in the barracks. Planning to finish their day’s work after tidying up the basement facilities, they descended the steps with sharp clicks of their heels, voicing their anxieties about the Hero and Reina. In front of her, the torturers had acted triumphant, but their inner thoughts were dark.

    “Is Reina really broken?”

    “Well, after what we did, anyone would normally break… And with her past experiences… it must have become a trauma…”

    “But both the Hero and Reina… they’ve always caused trouble right when we thought, ‘this should be enough’… Don’t tell me… this time, too…?”

    “Don’t say such terrifying things…”

    “The Hero was blackmailed… If it’s what Lord Sloth devised… she won’t be able to do anything on her own…”

    “The priest who could purify it… was also bound under the First Prince’s name… To think someone so strong would submit to authority… Humans are strange creatures, but… anyway, considering the priest’s disposition, he won’t make a move…”

    “What about the Knight?”

    “The Knight’s whereabouts are unknown… But… I heard he returned to his hometown…”

    “Didn’t you hear his house back home is empty?”

    “Is that true?”

    “He could become an anomaly…”

    “If only we had Lord Gast’s crystal ball, we could have tied him down, too…”

    “If he’s so far away that he hasn’t heard the news… it’s probably not something to worry about… More importantly, let’s just hope the Hero develops a trauma from the torture… and becomes a retard who’ll do anything she’s ordered to…”

    “So, can we consider Reina almost completely broken…?”

    “We can’t let our guard down… We don’t know when or how she’ll recover her strength…”

    “The knights… didn’t you say they were leaving for a week… for training?”

    “How about we use the opportunity while the knights are away to torture her for another week and break her spirit?”

    “…Ideally, turning her into a complete wreck would be perfect.”

    “If we break her too much, it’ll cause problems for the invasion plan later… We’re already having trouble gathering soldiers as it is…”

    “The plan is to use the mentally broken Hero and Reina to lead the charge… and overthrow the country… so even if we torture her for another week, we can’t go so far as to completely destroy her…”

    If Reina had heard this conversation right after they were done with her, she would have been horrified. To think that despite all her fawning, they had decided to put her through those hellish days again simply because of their own circumstances and suspicions.

    Which was why, this time, it was their turn to be shocked.

    “………?”

    “The basement…”

    “No way… No way…!!”

    The basement entrance, which should have been closed, was torn off. The space that should have been illuminated was now flickering as the lightbulb blinked on and off, plunging it into darkness and then light again. The already unsettling space, stained with blood, became even more horrifying as it flashed intermittently.

    ‘The, the equipment…’

    ‘The things we just painstakingly rebuilt!’

    ‘Aaaah… and besides…’

    A massive pair of buttocks was visible among the broken debris. The sight of her, upper body plunged into a giant cylinder filled to the brim with crimson liquid, tongue flicking out to gulp it down, sent a chill down everyone’s spines. Her wings, which should have been severed, were flapping outside the cylinder. The other horn, where the Fella Handle had been embedded, had been snapped off by her own hand and then restored by chugging an elixir, bringing both horns back to their full glory.

    ‘This is bad… H-how…’

    ‘We definitely didn’t give her any means to recover…!!’

    ‘We have to run…’

    ‘Hic…?!’

    But their eyes met.

    “Blublublublu… Hah… Ugh… Pwah~! Phheeeh… Puk… Peh… Heeeh…”

    Seemingly pleased with the taste of the elixir, she stood up, the expensive liquid dripping from the corners of her mouth. To them, she was a monster incarnate.

    Her 130cm huge breasts that had been sagging, her fingers that had been cut so short they looked painful, her genitals that had been scorched by fire, her overly stretched nipples and clit—all of it, with only the piercings left intact, was perfectly restored and radiating vitality. In front of this monster, the [Flee] command was utterly useless.

    “Well, well… who do we have here… Aren’t you the sons of bitches… who hurt me so much, made me suffer, made me cry my eyes out, and made me cry and cry and cry and cry and cry…?”

    Thud…! Thud…!

    A nightmare… Reina was approaching.

    “…………!!”

    “…H-hey.”

    “Don’t… Don’t turn your back… Stay calm…”

    “But…!”

    “The moment you turn your back, you’re dead…”

    “Then what are we supposed to do…”

    “There’s a way… If it doesn’t work… we die then…”

    “Ugh…”

    “Dammit…”

    The group of torturers was in a panic, ready to flee at any moment. But the one who seemed to be their leader knew exactly what would happen if they tried to run, so he calmed his comrades and ordered them not to look flustered. Their hushed whispers were a kind of magic, so Reina couldn’t hear them as she spread her body to show off.

    “Hey! Look, I’m resurrected! The scars are healed, and the burns are gone. I got my level back with that last drink, and I even gained a new resistance. So, what are you gonna do now? Who wants to die first this time? Huh?”

    “””””………………”””””

    “…Huh?”

    Reina faltered, finding it strange that the torturers, after murmuring amongst themselves, were just standing there silently. Even though she could kill them in an instant, she held back to observe the situation. At that moment, the torturer who had calmed his comrades stepped forward. None of them could hide their bewildered expressions, but the rags covering their faces helped set the mood.

    “She’s resurrected… Does this mean… those idiots made a mistake…?”

    “Ah, ahh… yeah. The soldiers didn’t like seeing me all hurt, so they sprinkled potions on me and healed my appearance first. I started building up nutrients from then on to prepare to restore my level. Then today, I guess they wanted to see me and a pig have sex, so they brought in a magic beast. I ate that and came back to life.”

    “Humans are truly useless… We warned them so many times not to do that… And a magic beast, of all things. Do they have a brain or not…”

    “Don’t be so hard on them. Thanks to them, I got to resurrect like this. Shouldn’t you be praising them instead?”

    “That’s something only you would say… Honestly… just how much trouble do you have to cause us before you’re satisfied… Drinking our expensive elixir without permission…”

    Haaaaah~!

    ‘…? What the?’

    Seeing him let out an exaggerated sigh and regain his composure, it was Reina’s turn to be bewildered. So she put on a bold front and bared her teeth again.

    “What’s with the relaxed attitude? Don’t you have anything to say to me? I’m in a good mood right now, so I might just let you live.”

    At her words, the torturers behind the leader flinched, but he did not.

    “Oh, is that so… I, on the other hand, feel the absolute worst… But if you go on a rampage, the rest of the equipment will be destroyed… It’s so annoying…”

    He made a grand gesture, looking around. He was acting as much as possible to hide the attitude of his comrades standing silently behind him. Thanks to this, Reina’s attention was fixed on the leader’s demeanor, and she watched, puzzled, as he casually surveyed the surroundings, only to scowl at his next words.

    “Reina… If you behave now, we’ll let you off with just a few screams… What will it be…?”

    “…What are you talking about?”

    “It means exactly what I said… If you rampage, the rest of the equipment will be destroyed… so if you obediently return to being the Imperial Cunt… we’ll forgive you for now…”

    “Hey, do you not grasp the situation? The one holding your lives in their hands right now is none other than—”

    CRACK!!!

    “………?! ……………!!!”

    The sound of a whip striking the floor cut her off. Her body stiffened, and she unknowingly snapped into a perfectly upright posture.

    ‘Huh? Wait? Why am I…’

    It was the posture of a child or a pet about to be scolded by its master. Her widely spread wings were suddenly retracted, and her clitoris and nipples, which had subsided slightly, became erect again, the piercings on them jingling.

    “What… the… hell…?”

    “Imperial Cunt… Reina… You… don’t grasp the situation…?”

    “…Eh?”

    The torturer strode up to Reina, who was still holding her rigid posture. This time, he wielded a whip with a blunt tip and swung it toward her pussy.

    PJJJJJJAK!!!!!!

    “Hiiiiii?! Wa-wait—♡ Kkyuuuuuuk♡♡♡♡♡ Ohoooooo♡♡♡ Ok♡ Ugh, uho, oooooohhhhhh♡♡♡♡♡♡”

    The whip, swung down from high above, struck her clitoris precisely, making it swell up again. The piercing at its tip jingled wildly~♡ expressing her pain, and Reina’s hands flew to her pussy as her upper body bent over.

    “Mmph, hngh, iiiii♡ Th-this♡ What is the meaning of this♡ Youuuuuu♡♡♡”

    “I’ll say it again… You don’t… grasp the situation…?”

    “Wha… are you… saying…?”

    “Do you really think… we left you there… without any plan…?”

    “………?!”

    It was a clear bluff, but it worked perfectly on Reina.

    The fact that she had suddenly snapped to attention, combined with the fact that the torturers still remained a source of trauma for her.

    “Hey… Get your hands off your pussy… Stand up straight…!!”

    PJJJJJJ-IT!!!!!!

    “Kuhuuhiiiiii-k♡♡♡♡♡♡ Ugh♡ Go♡ Gya-haaaaaah♡♡♡ Gyat♡ Haaaaak♡♡ Aaaaaaa-♡♡♡♡♡”

    Since her butt stuck out as she bent over clutching her pussy, he went behind her and struck her clit. He sent her hands flying away from her pussy and continued to strike her with sharp whaps♡ until she tucked her butt back in. Her royal butt, which had just regained its pale complexion, turned bright red again, and she naturally froze in an upright posture.

    “Hukit♡ Hiihiihiiii♡ Hik♡ Hik♡ Y-you, you son of a biiiiitch~♡”

    “Such crude language… Do you… really think we left a bitch like you here… without any countermeasures…?”

    “Then… what is it…?! Wh-what did you do…!! What did you do to my body…?!”

    “…Hah.”

    He deliberately didn’t answer that part.

    ‘What do I do… I’ve planted the suspicion, but… what can we actually do…’

    The truth was, they had done nothing.

    If Reina got pissed off and attacked them now, they were all just pitiful beings waiting to die.

    “Hey, tell me… What did you do to my body…”

    “…That is.”

    “That is what?”

    “That is…”

    “Don’t tell me you’re bluffing?! You son of a bitch, you really…!!”

    She ground her teeth and relaxed her rigid posture. As if wary that there might really be a trap, every movement she made was cautious, which in turn made the torturer’s heart sink. His silence and his back turned in thought were too obvious. Even a fool like Reina was about to realize it was a bluff and get back into an attack stance when…

    “Reina!”

    “You damn dragooooon!!!”

    “—Mmph?!”

    Miraculously, the other torturers rushed forward.

    ‘Wait, th-this is?!’

    Her pupils dilated and a cold sweat broke out as a large jar flew down over her head. Normally, she could have dodged it with ease, but the lingering trauma from the torturers and the sudden memory of that thing paralyzed her movements, and she ended up getting stuck head-first inside it.

    “Mmph, oh, aaaaaah, mmmphoooooo


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