episode_0347

“Roar! Begone!”

Calisto, having lost half of his sword body, scattered demonic energy wildly. In the final moment, a slight movement acted as a lifeline for him. Though it had lost its function as a demonic sword, the soul that was not yet destroyed still resided within it.

I clenched my fist for the finishing blow. ‘Just one more time!’ My body’s balance was already precarious, but I couldn’t let Calisto go like this.

Just as the Fist of Flame was about to strike. “I will not permit it.” A tremendous roar!

Along with an indifferent yet strangely irresistible voice, a pitch-black darkness emerged in front of me. It felt as if it should never be touched.

Torn between finishing Calisto and my instincts’ warning, I quickly withdrew my fist and put distance between us.

Immediately after, the pitch black swallowed Calisto and the surrounding area, then vanished.

I raised my head and stared at the newly appeared figure in a pitch-black robe. Though his exact appearance was obscured by the robe, the aura of an absolute being emanating from his entire body told me he was no ordinary person.

Recognizing his identity at once, I was quite flustered. ‘Is that for real?’ Even seeing it with my own eyes, I couldn’t believe it.

As if to confirm it for me, Johann murmured softly. “The Dark Cult Leader.”

The darkness of the continent. The greatest evil. The leader of heretics. All these titles existed for only one person.

His name, age, and even appearance unknown, he was the most mysterious figure on the continent, and at the same time, someone who should never be approached.

The Dark Cult Leader calmly surveyed the inside of the chapel once, then turned his gaze to me.

“How regrettable.” “What?” “A single loach that slipped through the net has muddied the entire pond [a proverb meaning one small problem can corrupt a whole situation]. I should have dealt with it sooner.”

I couldn’t understand precisely, but I got the general gist of what he was saying. He must be pointing out that I was a ‘casual criminal.’ Although I’ve now become a splendid serial rapist and intimidator, back then I was just a common citizen who had been framed.

If Repentia hadn’t taken timely action and things had gone according to Nephelina’s will, the world might have already fallen into the hands of the Dark Cult long ago.

Not to brag, but I’ve been quite active all this time.

“Then why don’t you try now? I’ll only become more troublesome later.”

“Your bravado is excessive. You are already within my sight. It’s a futile endeavor.”

The Dark Cult Leader’s gaze swept over my entire body. Just from that, I realized he had accurately grasped my physical condition.

‘Damn it. He found out.’ Because I had overused ‘Super-Incineration’ just now, my already unstable demonic energy was churning as if it would run wild at any moment. If I fought any more here, I might self-destruct without the Cult Leader even needing to exert power.

As I fell silent, the Pope stepped forward. “Cult Leader. It’s been a long time. What brings you to appear today?”

“Today, I merely came to deliver a warning.” “A warning, you say?” “Indeed. Our god will descend before long. Prepare yourselves to behold him. I shall take my leave now.”

After delivering his unilateral notification, the Cult Leader emitted an immense pitch-black aura from his entire body, then absorbed all remaining remnants. His own presence also faded, as if he would disappear at any moment.

Johann did not just stand by and watch. “Do you think I’ll let you escape!” Despite having taken significant damage from his fight with Calisto, he rushed towards the Cult Leader without a hint of fear. Dazzling divine power blazed fiercely from his sword body, tearing through the darkness.

But the sword never reached the Cult Leader. “How foolish.” As the Cult Leader simply waved his hand, a pitch-black darkness bloomed and absorbed all the sword energy. It was like a black hole.

Johann desperately tried to pierce through the darkness, but all his divine power vanished futilely, like pouring water into a bottomless jar [a proverb about a futile effort].

The Cult Leader slowly raised his hand. It was a simple gesture, yet I felt a spine-chilling sensation from that action.

“Return to your master’s side. You dog of Repentia.” A deafening crash!

Immediately after, along with the Cult Leader’s words, a massive shockwave erupted and blasted Johann away. Johann, flung away at a speed faster than his charge, shattered the chapel wall and was still sent hurtling into the distant garden.

A crater hundreds of meters wide had formed where Johann landed. Fortunately, the Pope’s divine authority had protected him before the direct hit. If it had been even a moment later, his entire body would have been pulverized.

“Look forward to that time.” Fading away… And while Johann was momentarily distracted, the Cult Leader completely vanished.

Afterwards, silence descended upon the chapel for a moment. The Dark Cult’s attack had been repelled, but the damage was immense, and they had also failed to kill Calisto. It was a battle that left only wounds.

Looking around, I sighed and called over Deborah and Sara.

“Ruan! Are you hurt anywhere?” “…You worked hard.”

Deborah actively approached and felt my body, while Sara stood a step away, awkwardly avoiding my gaze. Chuckling at their distinct reactions, I adopted a serious expression and got straight to the point.

“Deborah. For now, let’s go somewhere secluded. I need your help.” “Huh? What kind of help?” “I need to have sex with Professor Sara. I used the ‘Rape Declaration’ earlier. There’s not much time left. Please.”

“……” Deborah’s lips jutted out. She looked from me to Sara and back, then replied gruffly. “But do I really have to come along? Can’t you just make her emotion reversal?”

“That’s why you need to come. You have to keep your hands on her, don’t you?”

Even Roxana, who had reached the realm of transcendence, couldn’t maintain emotion reversal without physical contact. No matter how much Deborah possessed reversal techniques, it was hard to imagine she would be superior to Roxana.

Of course, that was just my misconception. “No, I don’t.” “Huh? You don’t?” “Yes. The effect might not be as strong as with contact, but it’ll still last for about 30 minutes.”

“…Really?” To think that Deborah would be superior to Roxana in a very limited field. It was a bit surprising, but not bad.

“Then, could you reverse Professor Sara’s emotions? She said she isn’t confident in hating me.”

“Hmm… Is that so?” Deborah’s sharp gaze turned towards Sara. Under a gaze that screamed, ‘How dare this vixen target my husband!’, Sara cowered her shoulders as if she truly were a mistress.

I gently stepped in and shielded Sara. “Deborah. This isn’t Professor-nim’s fault. For now, please grant my request. Okay?”

“Hmph! Fine. But you have to sleep over at the Magic Tower tonight. Understood?” “I will. Explain things appropriately to others. Then… I’ll leave it to you.” “Yes. Professor-nim, excuse me for a moment.”

Having received permission, Deborah carefully grasped Sara’s head and projected magic. Sara, flustered by the sudden situation, furrowed her brow and stumbled.

Soon, Deborah’s hand fell away, and I could once again face a gaze I didn’t miss at all.

“…Ruan?” Sara’s eyes had returned to how they were when she hated me. While not entirely filled with hatred, seeing that look after a long time sent a chill down my spine.

“Professor-nim. You must be very confused right now. Please bear with it for a little while. Understood?”

“…I’m sorry. For having such eyes.”

“No, it’s fine. Deborah, we’ll get going now. Professor-nim. Let’s go.” “…Okay.”

Leaving the cleanup to others, I carefully took Sara’s hand and entered a private chapel. With the Dark Cult’s attack causing such commotion, there was zero chance of anyone coming here now.

When I let go of her hand and turned around, Sara still had a complicated expression but her cheeks were flushed red, seemingly from embarrassment. She couldn’t meet my gaze properly, constantly fixing her eyes on a corner.

I gently laid her down on the floor. “Professor-nim. Please close your eyes. It’ll be over quickly if you just stay like that for a moment.”

Sara had said she loved me. Now that her emotions were reversed, it must be equally painful for her. I wished for her not to suffer.

So I reached out to close her eyes, but my hand was stopped by Sara.

“…No.” “Professor-nim?” “I want to see it with my own eyes. At least this once. Can’t I?”

Sara’s eyes were earnest. As if this sex wasn’t just to avoid a penalty, but held a much deeper meaning. I vaguely understood it.

‘This is different from before.’ Our first sex was the worst. It was an act filled with only negative emotions, as terrible as it could possibly be. Even after that, we only intertwined our bodies for our respective purposes, so it couldn’t truly be called sex. In contrast, now, even though emotions have been reversed, it’s an act performed by mutual will, so its meaning is bound to be special. This is, in effect, our first sex.

“Alright. But tell me if it gets too hard.” “…Okay. Thank you.”

As I accepted her request, Sara, smiling faintly, released her grip on my hand. Regaining my freedom, I gently cupped Sara’s cheek and kissed her.

“Mmm…” Her lips were like cotton candy. Addicted to their soft and sweet taste, I licked them as if entranced, then greedily pushed my tongue inside.

My tongue, swimming flexibly through the mucous membranes, soon met hard teeth and was blocked. Except for the first time, foreplay had always been skipped directly to penetration, so Sara wasn’t proficient at kissing.

Tap! Tap! I carefully knocked. Then, she flinched and trembled slightly, before her teeth slowly parted.

Granted entry, I unhesitatingly delved inside and entwined with Sara’s tongue. I skillfully explored every part of her mouth, tickling her appropriately and rousing her body.

At the same time, my hands moved, grasping her full breasts and caressing her firm thighs. Massaging her soft breasts, I removed her shirt buttons and bra with almost miraculous dexterity.

In the blink of an eye, she was half-naked. “Gasp!?” Sara’s eyes shot open in surprise, but as our gazes met, she gently closed them again.

Further delighted by her cute reaction, I teased her bare breasts and then slipped my other hand into her panties.

Pushing aside her naturally grown pubic hair, I reached her tightly closed pussy. Sara’s pussy was still dainty.

‘It got tight again after not doing it for a few months.’ Her recovery power was amazing; even after being poked with an arm-sized dick, it had somehow returned to its initial state.

I parted her pussy with my index and ring fingers and gently inserted my middle finger. Squish!

The already wet vaginal walls tightly squeezed my finger. However, as strong as her recovery power was, her elasticity was also remarkable; I could feel the vaginal walls stretching in real-time with every movement of my finger.

This much seemed enough for a quick re-adaptation. ‘Good. Shall we begin?’

I commenced the ‘pussy expansion construction’ for penetration. First, I used my middle finger to gauge the state of her vaginal walls, then, once I understood its entire structure, I added one finger at a time.

Of course, my other parts weren’t idle either. My hands started from the outer edges of her breasts, gradually moving towards the center, relentlessly teasing her nipples.

With the added kisses, Sara lost her composure and panted.

“Haa-ng… Ah! Ahaaa-ng…”

So aroused that she couldn’t even focus on the kiss, she let out lewd moans and cried out. Eventually, she climaxed, tearing at my chest.

“Ah, nooo! Agh! I, Iii… Ugh! Ah-eunggg!!” Squirt! Squirt, squirt, squirt!

Arching her back like a bow, she spurted out her juices. Each time her vaginal walls were scraped, her waist rose higher and higher, drenching everything with her fluids.

I continued to torment her pussy until Sara’s body finally collapsed, unable to bear it any longer, only then did I withdraw my fingers. Finally, the preparation was complete.

‘Now it’s my turn to enjoy.’ I quickly stripped off my clothes and stood between Sara’s legs. When I placed my fully erect dick with a thud! on her lower abdomen, Sara, who had been staring blankly at the ceiling, lowered her gaze.

She exhaled short breaths and reached out her hand. “Ruan. Come now.”

“As you command.” Squelch! I couldn’t refuse her embrace and hugged her tightly, inserting my dick all the way to the root.