episode_0275

“Aah! Haa! Ru-Ruan. I-I…”

As if Isis was also approaching climax again, she tightened her pussy, moaning obscenely.

I met her eyes.

Her transparent, silver eyes, just like mine, were filled with deep affection.

A love that would never change, no matter what hardships or difficulties came their way. Only after discovering that did I let go of my foolish lingering attachments.

‘Isis is mine.’

Even without resorting to cheap tricks like pregnancy, she would always be by my side.

I inserted my dick all the way to the root.

“Huu… I’m going to cum now. I’m going to cum inside you, Big Sister.”

“Yes! Cum! Cum your semen full into Big Sister’s pussy! Impregnate me with incest!”

“Ugh…!”

This is bad.

My barely settled heart was shaken by Isis’s words.

Still, thankfully, my semen was shot out before my decision could waver.

Splurt! Splat! Splatter!

A greater amount of semen than ever before surged into Isis’s womb.

Despite being a seedless watermelon [a metaphor for being infertile], it seemed determined to complete its mission, sweeping through the uterus and even climbing up the fallopian tubes.

We embraced, exchanging each other’s warmth.

Thanks to that, I could feel Isis’s womb swelling tautly from our touching lower bellies.

And when the ejaculation completely stopped, I suddenly flipped my body, reversing our position.

“Kyaa! Ruan?”

“Big Sister. Can you feel it? It seems I haven’t fully recovered yet. My dick hurts like it’s going to burst.”

I still throbbed with my steel-hard dick, stirring within her vaginal walls.

As if receiving pleasure from that movement, Isis, whose eyebrows twitched, crossed her two legs and wrapped them around my waist.

“Th-then there’s nothing to be done. Big Sister will have to take care of you more.”

“Yeah. Brace yourself. It’s going to be really hard.”

“It’s okay. I’m your Big Sister, aren’t I? I can endure anything.”

“I hope you can keep that promise.”

With a grin, I began to penetrate Isis’s pussy again.

Our incestuous sex continued from dusk till dawn.

*

A week later, I finally completed my discharge and returned to the dormitory.

While one might wonder why it took a whole week when I wasn’t severely injured, it’s not incomprehensible considering the Church’s stance.

With this incident, I was almost certainly cleared from the suspect list of possessed individuals, but instead, I incurred the risk of harboring demonic energy.

In other words, I became a person of particular concern.

Even now, they released me because I looked fine, but there’s a high probability they’ll continue to monitor me.

And for that surveillance, the Saintess can be considered the most appropriate person at present.

‘Even better.’

Because from now on, I’ll have more opportunities to touch the Saintess’s enormous breasts.

With various thoughts in my mind, I entered the room, sat on the bed, and raised my hand.

Whoosh!

Crimson and scarlet flames, mixed with black streaks, engulfed my fist.

The blazing flames soon solidified and condensed, transforming into pure energy.

“Amazing.”

Although it was an achievement of my own, it never ceased to amaze me whenever I saw it.

Three energies, normally unable to mix, were intertwined, repelling and harmonizing with each other, emitting a transcendent power.

While precise control was difficult, handling it posed no problem, and it seemed I could maintain it all day long.

“The Incarnation Transformation also has no limits anymore.”

I suspected as much when the restriction was weakened once I reached Level 150, but now it’s truly possible to use it without any side effects.

Though merely a difference of one level, I now possessed power on a completely different dimension than before.

If nothing extraordinary happens, it seems I can reach a smooth ending just like this.

Clench!

Afterward, I clenched my fist to extinguish the flames and turned my gaze to the status window.

“Here it is.”

[My Rape List – If a specific target is selected and raped, that target will be recorded on the list. The target’s highest stat can be shared at a certain percentage according to the degree of rape.]

This is a new unique ability I acquired upon reaching Level 200.

It has a crazy effect, as always.

However, what I focused on wasn’t that, but rather a little further down: the list.

[Registered Target – Deborah (Mana Share)]

Actually, having spent a week in the hospital room, I had sex with Deborah as if it were a daily meal, so she was already registered on the list.

At first, I worried if it would be recognized even with the ‘Emotion Reversal,’ but just like the ‘Rape Declaration,’ the system readily accepted sex with Deborah as rape.

Thanks to that, my mana had been incomparably amplified compared to before this incident.

*

Ruan Friuli.

Level – 200 (+8) Strength: 272 (+12) Stamina: 213 (+9) Durability: 188 (+8) Sense: 213 (+11) Mana: 623 + 70 (+200)

Pure mana increased by 200, and an additional 70 increased due to the stat sharing effect.

Considering that most stats are concentrated into mana for mages, and Deborah’s level, the shared value seems to be around 10 percent.

Even this is the effect of 100 ‘degree of rape,’ so perhaps it’s 1 percent per 10?

At first glance, it might seem small, but considering that the Rape List still has three digits empty, it’s enormous.

“I need to register the strongest women possible.”

The problem is that such women wouldn’t willingly let themselves be raped.

Moreover, since the ‘degree of rape’ needs to be filled to maximum, it’s impossible with ordinary methods.

“Should I reluctantly go visit Roxana?”

Before, when my relationship with Deborah was exposed, Roxana had clearly said something to the effect that she could also control emotions.

If that’s true, I might be able to fill the list more easily than I thought.

‘Actually, doing it with Roxana would be the best.’

If I could share the stats of a Grand Archmage who has reached the realm of transcendence, I wouldn’t have to worry about mana for the rest of my life.

Of course, that’s impossible.

As I dreamt of an impossible future, I suddenly recalled a memory from the spirit world.

“Come to think of it, that happened, didn’t it? Should I ask about it now?”

I don’t understand why Roxana was among all those women who had been raped by me.

Even if that demon spirit just randomly inserted any woman, it wouldn’t make sense, but still, a corner of my mind felt uneasy.

If I really raped Roxana without knowing, that would be a big problem.

“I should go right away.”

I made a call to Deborah.

“-Ruan? What’s going on?”

“Ah, well, actually, I have something to discuss with Roxana-nim for a moment. Is she perhaps at the magic tower?”

“-…My Master-nim?”

“Yes. I have a favor to ask. I was planning to go directly and ask her.”

“-What is it?”

“Huh?”

“-What is the favor, I asked. Tell me. I’ll ask her and give you the answer.”

“Ah, it’s fine. There’s no need for that. Something like this, I should see her in person and tell her.”

“-No. Master-nim is busy right now. If you tell me, I’ll ask her instead.”

Deborah’s voice conveyed an unyielding firmness. It was as if she didn’t want Roxana and me to meet.

‘What is this?’

I tilted my head, then decided that it didn’t matter.

In the end, I just needed to hear Roxana’s answer.

“Actually, I gained a new ability recently, and it’s a power that makes me permanently stronger if I rape someone. But I heard before that Roxana-nim could do ‘Emotion Reversal,’ so I was going to ask her for a favor.”

“-Emotion Reversal? You can just ask me to do it.”

“You can’t reverse other people’s emotions yet, can you? You might be able to later, but I can’t wait that long. You know that.”

Deborah said nothing for a while.

Maintaining silence, perhaps thinking something, she finally opened her mouth after ten seconds.

“-Alright. I’ll ask and contact you again.”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

“-You’re welcome. Instead, come to the magic tower this weekend and stay overnight. Okay?”

“Of course. I love you.”

“-…Yes. Me too. Kiss!”

With the sound of a kiss, the call ended.

And an hour later, I received an answer from Deborah that it was impossible.

*

On a sunny morning, despite the good weather, Roxana was having a lonely meal by herself.

‘Late again today.’

It’s always like this when Ruan comes.

They were probably passionately indulging in each other’s bodies in the bathroom right now.

Since that day, after being raped by Ruan, Deborah had been quite overtly wary of her.

It was obvious that she intentionally showed their intimate moments, and she even deliberately made all sorts of affectionate touching in front of Roxana, appealing how good their relationship was.

Of course, all of this happened because she didn’t know that Ruan had raped her.

If Roxana revealed that, Deborah would realize her misunderstanding and apologize.

But Roxana found it hard to do so.

Because she herself had realized that Ruan’s nature wasn’t inherently bad. She didn’t want to instill more guilt in a child who was already burdened with a tragic fate.

However, even her patience had its limits.

She had managed to endure well until now, but discontent was slowly filling her heart.

Her disappointment towards Deborah was particularly great.

Even though it was a misunderstanding, she didn’t know how Deborah could treat her, her own Master, like this.

Is love truly such a formidable emotion?

She wondered if she would act the same way if she also found someone she loved, and if she thought Deborah was targeting that person.

‘I’d rather that were the case.’

Then she could understand Deborah.

Picking at her side dishes, she unconsciously glanced at Deborah’s door, then bit her lip tightly.

‘Lonely.’

Time alone was too painful.

It was at that moment, as she secretly endured her torment.

Bang!

The door burst open, and Ruan came out.

He saw Roxana, smiled sweetly, then quickly approached and sat opposite her.

“I’m sorry. You’ve waited a long time, haven’t you?”

“…No. I haven’t waited long. The soup seems to have gotten cold, would you like me to get you some more?”

“It’s fine. I don’t really like things too hot anyway. It’s just right.”

Even though anyone could see it had become bland, Ruan casually ate the soup as if he didn’t want to trouble her.

Because of this, she couldn’t willingly reveal the truth.

As she gave a bitter smile, Ruan, who had been continuously praising the soup and eating it, subtly brought up a topic.

“By the way, Roxana-nim. Did something happen between us?”

“…What do you mean, ‘something happened’?”

“Well… first, please don’t misunderstand. The thing is, when my body was possessed by the demon spirit, I met several people in the spirit world, you see? They were all like, ‘My life was ruined because of you,’ and they rushed at me and fought, and Roxana-nim was there?”

“Is that a problem?”

If it was not just her, but several other figures who appeared, there’s nothing particularly strange about it.

But for him to ask about it means there must be something peculiar beyond that, right?

At Roxana’s question, Ruan scratched the back of his head, seemingly hesitant, and explained.

“The problem is that all those people were victims.”

“Victims?”

“Yes. Whether they were enemies or allies, they were all women who had been raped by me at least once. So I wondered, just in case. Did… anything happen between us?”

Ruan looked straight at Roxana.

At his gaze, she flinched. The hand holding her spoon trembled uncontrollably.