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“Sigh… He’s a really persistent man. Do you know that a slimy man isn’t attractive?”

Once again facing the raised sword, Lorian spat out her words with a disgusted tone.

Initially, she was pleased to educate an arrogant man, but now, tired of his endless revivals and annoying persistence, she was truly fed up.

How could she make him give up quietly and fall?

Watching him charge towards her in good condition once again, she directed both the powers of evil and divine towards him as before.

The power of evil that made one feel a dreadful burning sensation until the brink of death.

And the power of divine that instilled profound helplessness in the opponent.

This time, she vowed to annihilate him for sure, even resorting to bombardment through aggressive tactics.

However, the course of the battle was markedly different this time.

“Sex.”

Swish –

“Copulation.”

Swish –

“Mating.”

Swish –

“Intercourse.”

Swish –

The sword, uttering incomprehensible words, began deflecting all incoming attacks towards itself.

It wasn’t the sword used for protection that he wielded.

It was a sword that sought to ravage and destroy everything.

The clear and vibrant feeling within the walls had vanished.

In its place, a red light akin to blood, resembling his mother’s eyes.

With those eerie yet captivating eyes revealing depraved desires, he obliterated everything obstructing his path.

With an unstoppable momentum akin to a bulldozer.

Under that terrifying force, Lorian felt fear for the first time since birth.

It felt like touching something that should not be touched…

Should she have given up like a witch?

Momentarily lost in unfamiliar emotions, Lorian shook her head soon after.

“No need to fear. With both gods behind me, how could I lose to such a beastly man?”

Perhaps the fleeting sense of fear dissipated, as Lorian angrily unleashed a gray downpour towards the sword.

She was determined to eliminate that annoying man without fail.

As she continued the battle with that resolve, blood was shed.

“Ah…!”

Lorian was alone.

The six pairs of wings spread wide suddenly reduced to four with a single strike of the sword.

Though successful in retaliation with the intent to sacrifice flesh and bone, upon seeing the opponent’s condition, her own injuries seemed trivial in comparison.

“Did I not say that a slimy man isn’t attractive?”

As she let out a pained groan, the sword licked the blood on the greatsword and spoke.

“It’s okay, as long as Beatrice looks at me.”

Glancing towards the fallen black witch in the distance, he continued speaking.

“Our mistress seems to like that. If the witch likes it, what does it matter if others dislike it?”

Approaching the wounded transcendent being, the sword once again began its assault.

“To be honest, I feel grateful to you. Thanks to you pushing me to my limits, I could become this strong.”

“Gah… Stop mocking…!”

“I’m not mocking, it’s the truth. It’s because of you pushing me to the edge that I could reach new heights.”

Kick!

With a chilling laugh, the sword mercilessly severed Lorian’s wings one by one.

“Listening to the witch, it felt so unfair. If it didn’t work after a hundred strikes, then a thousand, if not a thousand, then ten thousand.”

“I endured and endured, finally opening my heart, only to find not blissful sex waiting ahead but a miserable death.”

“Do you know how frustrating that was? Every time I resisted temptation without awareness… I can’t die, even if it’s unjust.”

The mad sword ruthlessly mutilates the ashen wings.

With each strike, a tantalizing wing is lost.

Despite Lorian’s desperate attempt to flee with a face filled with contemplation after losing two pairs of wings in an instant.

The beast, consumed by love and lust, did not allow its prey to escape.

“Don’t you dare run away.”

Picking up a scattered dumbbell nearby, Loriann threw it at the beast without hesitation.

The barbell flew forcefully, hitting Loriann who was trying to escape, causing her to plummet towards the ground, powerless.

Thud!

“Ugh, ugh…”

The pain of being struck in the lower abdomen by a long and heavy object, coupled with the agony of falling.

Despite her young gaze filled with shock from the impact, Loriann, unable to move her body, stared at the knife, but the blade calmly whispered into her ear.

“If you’ve done wrong, you don’t run away; you pay the price, isn’t that right?”

“W-what are you planning to do…!”

“What am I planning? It’s the punishment you’ll find most abhorrent.”

Feeling helpless against the man, could there be a better punishment for a woman like you?

A punishment endlessly dreadful for her.

Loriann struggled and contorted her body, but the knife chuckled fiercely and rendered her unconscious.

“As many lives as you take, you must bear.”

That’s the only way your sins will be atoned for by everyone.

—–

“It seems to be ending roughly.”

After subduing the seed of evil, as I looked around, things were coming to a close.

With the commanding officer captured, the elves immediately retreated after assessing the situation and ensuring the safety of their comrades.

Considering how far they had retreated, they were likely planning to withdraw all the way to the Southern Great Forest.

“T-those vile women…! Ugh…”

Although the elves returned unharmed, the fanatical groups showed signs of anger.

Yet, they didn’t foolishly chase after them, shouting in the name of their god.

If they recklessly pursued for judgment, they would likely end up as sacrifices in the Great Forest.

Was it due to fatigue from the lengthy battle?

The fanatical groups began to rest where they were seated, and some of them, during their rest, left the group and approached me.

From the high priestess who aimed a staff at her comrades upon arrival at the temple, to the elderly high priest who restrained her, and even someone who appeared to be the leader of the paladins.

Approaching cautiously, they gazed at the heavily damaged temple with a melancholic look, then confronted me with questions.

The questions were as expected.

What was the true identity of the gray pillar of light that appeared in the temple during the battle?

Why was the temple completely destroyed?

How did Loriann, awakened as the seed of evil, manage to be subdued?

They asked within the anticipated scope, and after providing concise answers, I issued orders to them.

It wasn’t over yet.

As the three fanatics disappeared fearfully, I glanced warningly at the seemingly unconscious seed of evil.

“Are you going to say something soon? If not, I might just cut your throat.”

“Aren’t you a bit impatient? Your words are quite harsh. You used to say you had patience.”

“I reserve my patience for Beatrice alone. And because of you, I almost lost my life. Do you expect kind words?”

The memories were still vivid.

Was she so submissive that she didn’t resist at all?

If not for the Goddess, Agathon, the situation wouldn’t have become this dangerous.

Beatrice, too, wouldn’t have been severely injured.

Glaring at the seed of evil, not Agathon, she looked at me quizzically.

“I don’t understand why you’re angry. After all, I helped you with your love business.”

“…This is helping? Are you out of your mind?”

“I orchestrated a dangerous situation, which led to hearing words of love and even a promise to form a relationship. Isn’t that helping?”

“What?”

I couldn’t help but be speechless.

Is that what you call talking now? I wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t awakened.

I mocked the goddess with a bitter smile.

“So, even that deity was a mess?”

“Well… What do you mean by that?”

“If the god is a mess, it means the followers are a mess too, you foolish girl.”

“Have you finished speaking now?”

Seeing her eyebrows twitch, she seemed quite irritated.

With a fierce demeanor as if ready to unleash divine punishment, I released my aura and gripped the greatsword in my hand.

“What’s quicker, delivering divine punishment or feeling the sensation of your throat being slit? Dying doesn’t seem like a pleasant experience, you know.”

“Tsk, you don’t really intend to kill me, right? You just want to make me pay for my sins somehow.”

“Do you really think so? Don’t you ever think about cutting someone just to get a taste of it?”

“…”

Looking at me with eyes full of life, Agathon remained silent.

But after a moment of silence, as if she were trying something, she soon screamed in horror.

“…What have you done?”

“Oh, looks like the formalities disappeared? Is something wrong?”

“Stop the noise and tell me quickly. Why can’t you return to your original body?”

“Do I look like I know? If you’re curious, ask the owner of that body directly. Don’t ask me, a third party.”

It wasn’t at all pitiful for her, but I also didn’t know what had happened to the goddess.

I just felt a refreshing sense of satisfaction seeing her despairing expression.

I had a rough idea.

Surely, trouble arose when merging with the seed of evil.

Suddenly, I worried that serious consequences might arise if the goddess left her position recklessly.

But I decided to postpone those worries for later.

What mattered to me right now was…

“I want to have sex.”

Resolving this endlessly embarrassing strong desire was my priority.

I slowly approached the sleeping Beatrice.