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The materialized aura split into fine pieces, becoming dust of magic that scattered around.

I felt a surge of congestion from the shock of the fist-aura shattering and retreated.

“Gaaah…!”

Blood trickled from my mouth.

When I struggled to raise my head, Shakira, who had likewise retreated, staggered before collapsing, spitting up what looked like a bucketful of blood.

“Cough… Ugh!”

She was already severely injured internally.

When her sword-aura shattered further, her body couldn’t withstand the shock.

At the very least, it wasn’t fatal, but she would need to recuperate for a while. Wielding magic in her current state was out of the question.

I didn’t take my eyes off her as I took out a potion and drank it.

Thanks to the unique stability of the Freiul-style Mana Cultivation Method, my internal injuries weren’t deep, and it seemed the potion alone was enough to heal them to some extent.

Once my stomach settled, I slowly approached her.

Feeling my presence, Shakira stumbled and tried to stand up.

“How could I… to a guy like you… Dammit!”

She exuded a murderous aura, as if she would swing her dagger at any moment, but fear was evident in her eyes.

Not many people can remain detached in the face of death.

“Di-die!”

Once I got too close, Shakira, unable to bear the fear, finally swung her dagger.

However, an attack delivered without using magic and with her body already heavily damaged posed no threat to me at all.

I simply grabbed Shakira’s wrist, stopping the dagger.

“Le-let go of me! Let go!”

This time, she swung her other hand.

Her dagger had been shattered in the previous clash, so she was bare-handed.

I subdued that wrist as well.

“Ugh! Get lost!”

Shakira’s tenacity for life was remarkable. When both her arms were subdued, she used her feet. I winced at the dull pain of being kicked in the shin.

I knocked her to the ground so she couldn’t resist further.

I forced her to her knees, bound her hands with infinite threads, and pressed her head to the ground.

Then, as I grabbed her waistband, Shakira, who had been resisting, saw what I was doing and, as if realizing, sneered with hatred and contempt.

“You… you’re not actually going to rape me, are you? You sex-crazed bastard! I didn’t mishear you earlier. You trash. I wonder how those foolish women who looked at you like some kind of savior would feel if they knew you were just a rapist.”

“……”

“You’re going to do it here? What if those women come back? You wouldn’t want them to see, would you? Huh?”

Shakira’s thoughts were transparent.

If I were to move locations after hearing her words, she would try to escape given the chance.

‘There’s still time.’

This academy is very large. Finding reinforcements who could defeat Shakira within it would be absolutely impossible in a short amount of time.

It would take at least 10 more minutes, which was more than enough time for me to finish.

I didn’t fall for Shakira’s provocation. Instead, I stripped off her leather pants, then pulled down her black panties, which were soaked in sweat from the previous battle.

Her bronze-skinned pussy was revealed before my eyes.

When I gently parted her tightly closed labia, I saw impressive light pink flesh, made even more striking by her skin color.

‘Surprisingly, maybe she doesn’t have much experience?’

Thinking about it, there was information that elves generally only took one partner in their lifetime and didn’t even have much sexual desire.

I don’t know if that applies to dark elves, but at least Shakira didn’t seem to be the type with strong sexual desire.

“You trash! Rapist! Sex-crazed bastard!”

Her fierce resistance further supported that conjecture.

As a result, my dick became erect.

You might wonder what a sudden turn of events this was, but this situation—a beautiful, well-built dark elf resisting with her pussy exposed—gave me a strange sense of depravity.

Feeling suddenly overwhelmed, I quickly unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick.

Shakira’s eyes widened in shock at the sight of my huge dick, which sprang out with force.

“Wh-what is that!”

It seemed none of the dicks she had experienced until now had been huge.

Savoring Shakira’s visibly agitated reaction, I brought my dick to her pussy.

As I gently pressed my glans against her labia, precum flowed out like toothpaste being squeezed, moistening the point of entry.

After moving up and down for a moment to spread the precum, I gripped Shakira’s hips and inserted.

Thwop!

“Ugh…?!”

Her plump labia parted to their limit, accommodating my dick. Shakira groaned softly, as if overwhelmed, and trembled all over.

But only the glans had entered so far. I pushed harder, continuing to thrust my dick inside.

Eventually, my dick plunged in all the way to its root, reaching her cervix.

As I pressed against the donut-shaped opening, Shakira twisted her waist and curled her body into a ball.

“Cough! It-it’s too big…!”

Was this what they called a desire for conquest?

The sight of the woman who had given me such a hard time now utterly helpless, impaled by a single dick, was incredibly arousing and unbearable.

I pulled my dick out, overcoming the vaginal walls that clamped down tightly as if in refusal.

“Haa….”

As what had filled her belly exited, Shakira let out a sigh of relief.

But it was too soon to relax.

Thwack!

“Kyah-ugh!”

When I thrust my dick back in, her vaginal muscles, which had barely begun to return to normal, stretched to their limit and convulsed slightly.

Matching the rhythm, I kneaded her quivering bronze-skinned butt and thrust my hips.

Squish! Squish!

The precum, flowing out like premature ejaculation without restraint, made the insertion a little smoother. As if in response, her pussy also secreted copious amounts of lubricant, and before long, only squelching sounds echoed.

I shuddered with pleasure that made my back stiffen, and moved my hands from her butt to her breasts.

Her ample breasts were kneaded this way and that in my hands, conveying a supple sensation.

Her prominent nipples scraped against my palms.

Unable to restrain myself, I slipped my hand inside her clothes and twisted her nipples roughly.

“Ah!”

Shakira let out a small moan.

It wasn’t mixed with pain and humiliation like before, but was clearly due to pleasure.

‘So this is her weakness.’

I fondled her nipples even more relentlessly.

[Violation Score: 76]

There was still leeway in the violation score. In fact, it was higher than expected. Shakira was more faithful to her chastity than I thought.

She seemed surprised by the fact that she had moaned herself, and tried desperately to hold it in.

She struggled as if wanting to cover her mouth with her hands, but the infinite threads didn’t even loosen, let alone break.

Clenching her mouth shut was the best she could do.

However, as I twisted her nipples and simultaneously pounded her cervix, thump!, Shakira couldn’t bear it.

“Kyaht! Ah… Ahaang!”

Once it properly burst, lewd moans spilled out incessantly.

Enjoying her reactions, I thoroughly pounded her pussy, which was slick with lubricant, when Shakira suddenly wept and apologized to someone.

“Ugh… Gaen. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!”

I didn’t know the details, but it sounded like a man’s name.

Perhaps a lover?

The thought of violating a woman who had a lover made a base desire boil up from deep within me.

I couldn’t resist the temptation.

“Hoo… How does it feel to be thrust in places your lover can’t reach?”

“You… you!”

“What do you think Gaen would say if he saw you now? Aren’t you excited?”

No one would like to see their lover gasping from another man’s dick.

That was just common sense.

Shakira knew that too, which is why she resisted more fiercely than ever.

“Shut up! Don’t you dare mention Gaen!”

“But… you know, don’t you? What kind of reaction he’d have. So, how about I change the question a little? Whose dick feels better, mine or Gaen’s?”

“Of course, Gaen’s dick feels bett─”

Wham!

I bucked my hips in sync with the timing.

My monstrous huge dick violently stirred her entire vaginal wall, creating pleasure.

“Ahaaaang!”

Lewd moans mixed with nasal sounds.

That was the clearest evidence of all.

“For someone who claims that, aren’t you enjoying it too much? Why don’t you just tell the truth?”

“Shut up! I said shut up! I’ll kill you!”

Shakira went into a frenzy.

She was expressing her self-loathing and anger at herself for reacting and not being able to deny it.

[Violation Score: 90]

‘Impressive.’

I marveled as I checked the violation score, which had reached 90 for the first time, and then thrust my hips again.

Wham!

“Ha-ugh!?”

Shakira, who had been thrashing wildly, arched her back and stopped moving for a moment.

She had reached a weak climax.

Encouraged by this, I began thrusting my dick like crazy, and Shakira immediately lost all will to resist.

“Haang! Ang! Ahh… Haaang!”

In the face of the surging waves of pleasure, Shakira’s only limit was trying to suppress her cries as much as possible. Even that she couldn’t do properly, and moans escaped.

As I mechanically pounded my dick in, I suddenly felt a thrilling sensation from my prostate.

The urge to ejaculate had reached its limit.

I wanted to violate Shakira’s pussy more like this, but there wasn’t enough time on the countdown for the ‘Rape Declaration’.

I thrust my dick in all the way to the root.

My dick, ready for ejaculation, pulsed violently with engorged veins. As if sensing this, Shakira looked at me and pleaded.

“Pl-please don’t.”

“……”

“I said don’t! This isn’t a place for your seed to enter! It’s only for Gaen─”

Splurt!

Ignoring her, I ejaculated.

Shakira was a member of the Dark Church and even tried to kill me.

There was no reason to show her mercy.

“N-nooooooo!”

Shakira shrieked.

Because the place she had treasured and saved for her beloved was forcibly invaded.

However, as if proving that mind and body were separate, her pussy climaxed, squirting out lubricant and greedily clamping down on my dick shaft.

The intense milking action further strengthened my already powerful ejaculation.

Based on the surging virility, an enormous amount of milky white fluid surged into her uterus. It was so much that her belly swelled, obscuring the prominent outline of my dick.

Squish! Squish!

I repeatedly thrust my hips, squeezing out every last drop of remaining semen, and only then did I withdraw.

As my dick slipped out, semen streamed down from her vulva, which had been stretched to its limit.

Every time Shakira breathed heavily, a mouthful of semen spurted out as if pumped, soaking the floor.

As I caught my breath, Shakira turned to look at me, her eyes drenched with tears.

“I’ll curse you. One day, you will surely die in regret! With no one to mourn your death!”

“……”

“Everyone will turn away. Anyone who sees your true self!”

Shakira knew I had no intention of letting her live. That’s why she wanted to exact some form of revenge, however she could, as a last resort.

That was meant to sow anxiety in my heart.

But unfortunately, her curse didn’t stir any emotion in me.

“Unfortunately, that’s not how it works.”

“Wh-what?”

“You’re wrong.”

I met Shakira’s eyes, wide with horror, and snapped her neck.

Crrrack!

Her cervical spine broke, severing the connection between her brain and body completely.

The light faded from Shakira’s eyes, which had been filled with hatred, and they sank into darkness.

“Hoo….”

Feeling that the situation was completely resolved, I looked down at the corpse for a moment before adjusting my pants and taking out a scroll from my subspace inventory.

It was enchanted with fire magic, capable of burning a human corpse to ashes without a trace.

Riiiip!

As I tore the scroll, a small flame originating from Shakira’s chest rapidly grew in size, engulfing her entire body.

A moment later, where the flames had died down, only traces of something having been burned remained.

When I even erased that with a magic cleanser, all traces of a person named Shakira ever existing in the world completely vanished.

“Hoo… Is this really the end?”

My mouth tasted bitter.

Mulling over the unpleasant feeling, I stuffed my mask and robe into my subspace pouch and entered the waiting room passage.

Now, if I just wait in a suitable room and then emerge, I’ll be the cowardly survivor who betrayed his friends.

‘I won’t be able to stay around Abel anymore.’

Even if Abel forgave me, his acquaintances wouldn’t leave me alone.

I was an outcast once more.