Rofsky Camp was the first line of defense outside the gates of Angus City. Inside the central winehouse, Bella and the others decided that their best strategy would be to split up to take on The Dark Three individually. According to their arrangement, Lisha would get rid of “Iron Man” Sam, who was one of the Six Mercenary Kings and Kriss was tasked to kill the Rebel General Newman. Bella would be responsible for the most troublesome enemy, the “Dark Faust”.
It was as though The Dark Three had planned to meet here. As soon as the Mercenary King Sam left the table, Lisha quickly followed him. The only one seated was the Rebel General Newman. Kriss did not beat around the bush either. She immediately walked up to him and sat in the chair in front of him.
“Isn’t this the Princess from the neighbouring nation, the warrior Kriss? Why the sudden need to visit an unsavoury place like this? This place isn’t…”
General Newman suddenly stopped in mid-sentence as he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw the hilt of a delicate sword sticking out of his body. Kriss had taken advantage of the situation while the general was occupied by his own monologue and attacked him. This was the first time that General Newman had encountered such an unethical warrior and was attacked before he could defend himself.
“General Newman, you talk too much. Also, as a mage, you must be too complacent to allow a swordsman to be this close to you.”
Kriss picked up a glass and gave it a little swirl before placing it beside her mouth. Dozens of floating swords appeared behind her. With a whoosh, the swords flew towards the Dark Goblin warriors and impaled them, killing every warrior in her way. Newman’s summons had been completely useless. Within moments, every single Dark Goblin warrior in the winehouse was dead. The only ones left alive were the beautiful female prisoners who were trembling in fear.
Their eyes were covered with black blindfolds, preventing them from seeing anything. However, as the metallic smell of blood suddenly hung thick in the air, the female prisoners who were soldiers and mercenaries knew exactly what had happened. After all, they had experienced and fought countless battles and were extremely familiar with that particular scent.
“Hmph, I am a Human with dark powers. You are the one who’s being careless, Princess Kriss. Now you shall disappear!”
A dark door materialized behind Newman and countless pitch black demonic energy arms creeped out of the door and reached for Kriss. Kriss sighed and turned to walk away. Behind her, General Newman was frozen in disbelief. Somehow, those demonic arms stopped around one centimeter away from Kriss’ body and could not get any closer.
The precious sword in Newman’s chest shone with an eye catching glow that was unique to holy swords. Kriss had her own extra set of special abilities. She could easily switch a sword that she had plunged into someone else’s body for another one without being noticed. The first sword that Kriss had stabbed Newman with was not a holy sword. However, Newman had not been paying attention. By the time he came to his senses, the sacred energy within the holy sword had sealed the powers within him.
“When did this power… you… Damn it…”
When Newman raised his head, a few dozen precious swords shot towards him. The impact was so strong that the Rebel General was sent flying and was stabbed to death as he was pinned to the wall. Even until his dying breath, Newman still had an expression of disbelief etched on his face. He could not understand how, even with his dark energy, he could be killed without him making a single move.
Kriss did not feel anything for General Newman who was pinned to the wall and had died with his eyes wide open. She was in no rush to retrieve her holy sword. For Humans like this who had absorbed dark energy, the evil in their bodies would not dissipate this easily. The corpse must be fully cleansed by the power of the holy sword and liquify before the task could be considered complete. All she needed to do now was to wait.
General Newman’s corpse continued to hang on the wall inside the winehouse as the holy sword cleansed the body of the dark energy. The flesh was currently melting quickly into a puddle. Princess Kriss was beginning to feel a little bored. Since there was nothing much to do but wait, she thought about sitting on the backs of one of the captured beauties. In front of Bella, she was a little embarrassed to reveal her other side. Like Bella and the others, she had not sat on the set of “human furniture” that was made up of the girls who had been imprisoned.
“Right, Bella and Lisha aren’t here. Why don’t I… No, I cannot. I am a warrior of the Human race after all, how can I take advantage…”
“What are you hemming and hawing for? If you want to do it, go ahead! Your constant hesitating is exactly the reason why you’re always being stabbed in the back, especially in relationships.”
While Kriss wrestled with her own thoughts, her dark form, the Myriad Sword Demon Krysan, continued to tempt her using her inner monologue. Finally, Princess Kriss was no longer lost or confused. She walked towards the middle of the winehouse where the fallen whips and red candles were. It did not take long before the beauties who had been tied up in interesting ways began to make strange sounds.
The female prisoners within the winehouse fell back into despair. As they could not hear the conversation between Newman and Kriss, they did not know who this new trainer was. After Kriss had killed General Newman, she did not say a single word before she began to enjoy herself. The beautiful female prisoners did not understand what was happening at all. However, in order to survive, they had no choice but to welcome the new trainer as Kriss did whatever she wanted to them.
Kriss continued from where the Dark Goblins had left off and used the same methods. At the sight of the female prisoners who were bullied to the point that they could not remain silent, an inexplicable feeling of excitement bubbled up in her chest. After spending so much time with Bella, Princess Kriss was inadvertently influenced by Bella’s naughty ways. She began to try her hand at taking advantage of the helpless beauties.
When Princess Kriss was killing General Newman, Bella’s younger sister, Princess Lisha, had bumped into the Mercenary King Sam. Lisha was absolutely clueless about stalking and following other people and left her tracks everywhere. The Mercenary King Sam had noticed this greenhorn from the very beginning. As a Mercenary King, he was able to see through the stealth tactics of a professional assassin, let alone a temporary newbie like Kriss, who was actually a Knight.
Out of confidence of his status as a Mercenary King and his own abilities, Sam kept quiet and did not signal for the Dark Goblins patrolling nearby to attack Lisha. He could tell that this inexperienced assassin had the figure of a young girl. No matter how he looked at her, she was simply a “delicacy” who sent herself to him.
The cellar of this winehouse used to store all sorts of delicious wines. Now, Sam had converted it into his own private cellar. The night before the fall of the Rofsky Camp, he had kept many of the beautiful female prisoners for his own personal enjoyment instead of handing them over to the abyss insects in Angus City.
The underground chamber was dimly lit by candlelight. Lisha could hear all sorts of strange sounds as it echoed in the room. There were at least ten female prisoners of war here and they were all completely naked. They had been split into two groups. Half of the female prisoners had their wrists bound behind their backs with black chains while the other half each straddled a weird triangular plank. Even though their eyes had been covered with blindfolds, their tear stained faces were still visible.
Each prisoner had a black collar around their necks that was attached to the pillar in front of the triangular plank. Lisha could barely look at the strange wet spots there. Could this be the… the wooden pony from those erotic novels in the previous world? As Lisha had been reincarnated on Earth before, she was not unfamiliar with these erotic tools.
The other half of the female prisoners were placed in even more humiliating positions. They remained standing as a thick and rough textured rope ran in between their legs. Their hands were bound behind their backs as well. Every single one of them looked weary as they stood unmoving on the rope. From the wet stains on the rope, they must have been forced to walk back and forth along the rope while remaining in that humiliating position. They were on the brink of being broken by the friction from the ropes in between their legs.
The female prisoners of war all had a black ball gag inside their mouths and various whip marks and streaks of wax could be seen all over their bodies. There was a furnace burning in the middle of the cellar with a few metal rods with red hot brands attached to the end of it. Waves of heat could almost be seen emanating off the furnace as well.
“What do you think, do you wish to join them? I was planning to brand them today. You came here just in time, I have prepared one for you too.”
Sam walked over to the furnace and picked up a red hot poker. The slave’s mark on it was specifically made to be branded on the most obvious places on the slave’s body. If Lisha had not followed him, Sam would have branded those female prisoners of war immediately. After just a short period of torture, Sam had already broken their will.
Although Sam did not have any actual physical intercourse with them, he had trained them in all sorts of depraved ways that it did not make a difference at all. The prisoners on the ropes mainly consisted of beauties of the combat type professions. They were physically stronger and had a higher endurance than their comrades who were of the magical professions. These were the ones who straddled the triangular planks. It was slightly more comfortable than being on the ropes, but was still a torturous experience.
“Tsk tsk, old guy, I think you should not be called Iron Man, it should be Silver Man instead!”
“Little girl, this is your last chance to mouth off at me. You will not be able to speak later. The women I have imprisoned here were all elite Mages and Mercenaries from the Imperial Army and various mercenary groups respectively. In the end, they all ended up in my hands and became my playthings.”
Lisha stretched her arms casually above her head, completely ignoring the Mercenary King Sam. Based on his current powers, Sam could definitely take on a Dragon Knight on his own. In the past, she would have to take a step away from the edge and not engage with him. Back then, she was just a Magical Dragon Knight and would not be a match for “Iron Man” Sam if it came down to an actual fight.
Right now, Lisha was different. She was working extremely well with her dark form, the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha, and they had built a strong rapport. In terms of power, it was not something that the Mercenary King Sam could handle. Furthermore, Sam was clearly underestimating the enemy. In his eyes, she was just a little girl. This was the perfect opportunity for her to strike.
“You seem rather confident? Ah, you’re a Dragon Knight! Unfortunately for you, you won’t be able to summon your dragon here.”
The Mercenary King Sam barely trailed off before he lunged towards Lisha. He was extremely fast and turned into a blur of black shadows as he pounced on her, with his fist aimed at her abdomen. Sam’s body seemed to pulse with a black combative aura. With the support of the dark energy, Sam’s combat abilities spiked. Even if he did not use his full strength, the power would be enough to take out a Dragon.
The Mercenary King Sam had planned to knock the Dragon Knight Lisha unconscious and keep her here with everyone else as part of his collection. Since he did not use his full strength, it gave Lisha the chance to retaliate.
With a resounding “bang”, the massive impact had stirred up thick plumes of dust. The crisp sound of bones breaking could clearly be heard coming from the cellar. To the “Iron Man” Sam, it felt as though he had smashed his fist into a block of steel. The backlash from the impact had caused him to have several fractures in his hand.
When the dust finally settled, Sam realised that instead of hitting a blonde female Knight, his fist had landed on a beautiful young lady with black hair and golden irises who had a pair of dragon horns on her head. Sam’s fist had been stopped by a single finger. Compared to Sam’s hulking fist, the dainty little finger looked ridiculously small. The Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha had a pair of dark golden dragon wings extended from her back. She had come out to play in the moment that Lisha was being attacked.
“You… aren’t you a Dragon Knight? This power… it’s…”
“You can’t even hold up to a single finger? Old man, you disappoint me. To think I came out here just to meet you!”
A small ball of energy materialized at the tip of the Demonic Dragon Emperor’s extended finger. With the slightest of movements, she sent a wave of dark energy that blew “Iron Man” Sam’s right arm to smithereens. Sam was an aggressive warrior who relied heavily on brute force. Now that one of his arms had been rendered useless, it would definitely affect his combat abilities. Even though blood was spurting everywhere, Sam bit his tongue, barely even letting out a hiss of pain.
Based on the Mercenary King Sam’s years of experience, it only took a brief moment of contact before his instincts told him that this strange beauty was not an entity that he could win a fight against. The feeling that the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha gave off was many times more powerful than the Wingless Demonic Dragon Philip that the Six Mercenary Kings had defeated together. In fact, her powers were far stronger than he could ever imagine.
At this moment, “Iron Man” Sam’s only thoughts were to escape as quickly as he could. Since he had no chance of defeating the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha at all, making a run for his life was the most important thing. Naturally, Alisha would not let this opportunity for battle slip through her fingers like this. One of her hands had already transformed into a golden dragon claw and grabbed on to Sam’s head. Tightening her grip, she had gained full control over him.
Sam was drenched in cold sweat. The Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha was not only powerful, but was exceptionally evil as well. He could feel that an intense surge of power was gathering in Alisha’s hand. Unwilling to give up without a fight, the Mercenary King Sam tried to smash his other hand into the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha, hoping to force her to let go of him. Once her grip on him loosened, he would have a chance to escape.
“Humans… why are you always this stubborn and foolish? You are quite strong. Unfortunately, you’re barely even an ant in my eyes…”
The wings on the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha’s back seemed to have a mind of its own. Almost instantly, they morphed into a pair of sharp blades and sliced Sam’s other arm cleanly in two. Now that Sam was just a “human pole”, he finally felt fear. He had lost the use of both arms and the will to continue fighting. He finally experienced the power disparity between high level and lower level entities.
As the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha’s golden claw continued to press on to Mercenary King Sam, energy began to gather in that claw. Back when she used to terrorize the other dimensions, many other warriors had been in the same position that Sam was in right now. In the end, they were all killed when their heads had been squashed like a grape in between her claws.
“Wait… I surrender. Madame Demoness… I sur…”
“Shatter, you annoying little ant!”
With a flash of golden light, Mercenary King Sam’s head was reduced to dust. This was the ultimate crushing move. Sam’s head instantly turned into a mist of blood mixed with a fair bit of white brain matter and powdered bone. The only thing left of him was his headless corpse that remained standing.
“He was so scared that…what a shame, even a child would be braver than he was. To think he was a Mercenary King… I think the Cowardly King would be more appropriate.”
The Demonic Dragon Emperor looked at the puddle of yellow tinged liquid on the ground with contempt and disgust. This Mercenary King Sam was no different than the other warriors that she had encountered in the past. Alisha snapped her fingers and a ball of dark gold demonic dragon flame descended from the skies and incinerated “Iron Man” Sam’s corpse. This Mercenary King simply disappeared off the face of the dimension inside this unknown cellar.
“Bella might still need a bit more time. Older Sister Kriss seems to be done. She’s having fun…”
The Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha decided to head out of the cellar to reconvene with Kriss. The moment the cellar door cracked open, she could see that Kriss was having the time of her life in the middle of the winehouse. Those female prisoners of war were currently being played with so intensely that they could not help but make all sorts of weird noises.
“Older Sister Kriss, I see that you are even more… hmm, why don’t I join in and relax a little too. The pretty sisters here look very interesting.”
The Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha closed the cellar door behind her as she walked over to the ropes area with an evil smirk on her face. Those poor female prisoners of war could barely catch a breath before they felt a push on their backs, forcing them to begin their walk of shame again. Soon enough, the underground chamber was filled with strange mewls and moans once again.
Bella had followed the “Dark Faust” to the edge of the Rofsky Camp’s combat arena. The both of them were still unaware that the Rebel General Newman and Mercenary King Sam had already been killed. The Dark Goblin warriors who had been standing guard outside the winehouse had heard the weird sounds start again. However, they assumed that it was because the Rebel General Newman and Mercenary King Sam had resumed their torturing of the beautiful female prisoners of war.
Little did they know that General Newman and Mercenary King Sam were already dead. The strange noises made by the beautiful female prisoners of war were actually the work of Princess Kriss and the Demonic Dragon Emperor Alisha who had taken over by “force”.
“Speak, why are you following me? I can feel an extremely powerful dark energy radiating from your body. I suppose you’re a Demon King then?”
“Tsk, I’m here to pledge my loyalty to the World Destructor Demon God as I heard that there was one here. Since you don’t seem qualified enough. I’m leaving.”
“Wait… Me… No, I am a Demon God. Don’t go!”
“I don’t believe you. The World Destructor Demon Gods are all female. As a man, aren’t you embarrassed at all, impersonating a woman?”
Even after the “Dark Faust” noticed her, Bella did not panic. With a straight face, she immediately began her “teasing battle”. The “Dark Faust’s” composure began to falter and it was becoming increasingly likely that she was a female disguised as a male.
“I’m… I’m female…”
“Well, I don’t believe you. Unless… unless you dress up as a female in front of me!”
