Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: You Can't Leave Without Sex
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The worst situations always come out of nowhere.
Just one thing upfront: the woman I'd transformed into wasn't your average bitch.
"H-Hey, Genevieve! About what I mentioned last time... Oh, Priest Raymond! It's nothing! Sorry!"
"Hey, Genevieve. How about the commercial district with me this weekend too... Oh, Priest. Never mind. Tch."
'Just how many guys has this slut been screwing around with?'
We hadn't even been inside the Hexagram Sanctum for ten minutes, and already more than five guys had come charging up to me like lovesick cows just from seeing the face of the woman I'd transformed into. One every two minutes. Even grinding in an AOS game, scoring a kill every two minutes was tough—this woman made me seriously doubt she wasn't the head priestess herself.
"Grrr, why are there so many men after Arthin?!"
They all seemed like lay believers, though, so Unicorn—in the form of a priest—glared at them with a bit of intensity, and they tucked tail and backed off quick enough.
Honestly, it was pathetic. Right there in plain sight, guys dragging around two or three women with unfocused eyes, trying to hit on fellow female devotees instead of their brainwashed slaves. Like they wanted to pretend they knew romance.
But maybe it was a good thing Unicorn had turned into a guy. If any of these unchaste men so much as touched him, wouldn't it end in murder on the spot?
In this world, it was common knowledge that even a pure virgin man touching a unicorn without permission would get pierced by its horn and die. Only virgin purists or those who'd sworn purity in contract with a unicorn were free from that restriction.
'Come to think of it, that permanent contract perk isn't half bad...'
I reached out to pat Unicorn's head as he glared at some passing guy, but seeing him in male form made it feel gross, so I decided to praise him later instead.
"Anyway, we need to find the room where Sion and the other hos... hostages are locked up."
I'd initially thought they might be in the basement level one, but Sion had been unconscious the whole time. Given the artifact's power, that felt unnaturally off.
I pulled a pink orb from the woman's devotee robes. This thing was making my judgment the hardest.
"The wavelength screams 'charm authority,' but why are they holding a necromancy ritual instead of an orgy party?"
I was sure it was Succubus Lilirt using charm authority, but with necromancy as the main rite, maybe Ghost Lord or a lich was pulling some trick? That crossed my mind.
'Could be an artifact from a mid-tier succubus contract... If it's lich-side, the sacrifices are probably locked underground. Succubus-side, and they're brainwashing with mind control while imprisoned.'
Either way, as spies, they'd be under heavy guard. Question was underground or surface.
"Can't we just grab passing guys and ask? Bound to know someone."
"Pfft, if it was that easy, it wouldn't be a secret prison."
"Hmph, you never know till you try! This lord is a high priest of the cult now—they'll spill!"
As I scolded the naive Unicorn, he insisted I trust him alone and bolted off toward other devotees. From covert infiltration to straight-up interrogation.
"Hey, Uni... I mean, Priest Raymond! Stop!"
The moment I rushed after Unicorn,
"Hey, Genevieve. Not feeling lonely today? I'm hurt you haven't come looking for me."
This sleazy-looking guy popped up beside me out of nowhere and grabbed my shoulder.
'What the hell? It's not even been two minutes, and another one?'
"Ahaha, h-hi... Priest!"
A quick glance at the badge pinned to his chest told me he was a priest. With his green curly hair and ambiguously handsome sleazy face, the bastard had five women trailing him—yet he flashed me a nauseating smile that made bile rise, trying to seduce me.
"Priest? Call me Wallace, remember? We agreed to drop the formalities that night."
"Ah... ha... Wa, Wallace... sir?"
"No, just Wallace, nice and casual."
As he stepped three paces closer, I took one back. Wished Unicorn would come pry him off, but he was too busy quizzing devotees on hostage locations.
"Um, Wallace...? I have prior plans with Priest Raymond today, so I should..."
No choice—I started edging away to escape, but Wallace suddenly grabbed my wrist. What the fuck.
"Where do you think you're going? Your lover's me! Raymond's just a low priest, I'm high-rank! Why won't you come to me?!"
Bam! He shoved me against the wall, slammed his palm beside my head, and caressed my chin.
"Come on, Gene..."
Crack!!!
Before he could finish, I drove a precise strike into his ribs. A satisfying crunch of breaking bone rang out as his body crumpled lightly.
"Where does a dick-swinging bastard like you get off with wall-banging?!"
"Hng... ugh... Ge... Gene...vieve..."
Oh shit, fucked up. Should've kept my cover.
"S-Sorry! I just pushed lightly, didn't think you'd fall..."
"...Th-That... kind of... play...? From you... Gene...vieve... feels... kinda... good..."
Wham!!!
His face flushed, and on reflex, I soccer-kicked his jaw. He rolled about a meter, twitched, then went limp, out cold.
"Ugh, fuck. Kaiyen's clinginess already makes me BL-sensitive, and now this guy hits on me seeing me as a girl? Couldn't hold back."
Damn. But no helping it. Sparing him after he groped my body with lustful intent was mercy enough. Brushing it off, I eyed the slaves he'd brought.
"You lot, the priest seems really tired. Take him to an empty room and lay him down."
"“Yes, understood.”"
They answered in unison, supported the priest, and dragged him off. Luckily, no one around—Unicorn stirring up devotees must've scared them off.
'...No one saw, right? Probably not.'
Forcing myself to believe it, I decided to chase after Unicorn and get out of there first.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Oh my, another fun toy sneaked in?"
Lilirt, idly touring the academy via her pink orb from the Demon King's Castle, grinned watching the pair: the one who'd KO'd a priest now hunting the spy's location.
"Call that Rexton kid and have him nab 'em? Or play with them a bit more~♡?"
To Lilirt, who chased only pleasure and amusement, Rexton's summoning ritual was delightful fun. She'd hijacked it before the lich or ghost king noticed—and her judgment was spot-on.
A farce of idiot masses, a knight investigating, comrades showing to rescue her. Plus, focusing her mind, she sensed powerful presences gathering around Rose Pavilion one by one.
"This might make the ritual fail? A little thrill's fun, but too much firepower ruins the game♡"
How to mess with them while barely succeeding the ritual? Dusting off wits unused for thirty years, Lilirt soon beamed at a clever idea.
"Right, make it a game where they enter one by one! Turn the whole pavilion into a dungeon—plenty of fun there?"
Not deeply thought out, just a shallow whim for enjoyment, but satisfied, Lilirt whispered to her high incubus summoned via Rexton at the academy.
⚙ TELEPATHY ⚙ [Oh, Lady Lilirt! What is it?] "Hi, Circa~ I just had a fun idea♡"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Bzzz!
Chasing Unicorn, I furrowed my brow at the sudden pulse of demonic energy.
'What was that? Felt like it shook the whole building.'
Already busted? Then I spotted Unicorn from afar, dragging a short devotee.
"Ar... Genevieve! Found it! This one's got the knight's location!"
What? Already? Stunned, I eyed the devotee, who flinched at my gaze.
Whoosh!
'Fuck.'
Her face flushed—nearly punched her, but transcendent patience held my fist. I asked the devotee as sweetly as possible.
"Um, you know where the knight's locked up...?"
"Yes! There's a hidden room on basement level two... She's there!"
"See? Told you this lord could find it!"
This place was a mess. Management was five minutes from total collapse. I smiled kindly at the devotee again.
"Could you guide us? Priest Raymond has an important mission from the High Priestess!"
"O-Of course! I'll lead!"
Face red again, the devotee led us underground. I pinched Unicorn's triumphant side secretly, then followed with him.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Here it is! The knight's inside!"
Trailing the devotee, we easily reached basement level two where Sion was supposedly held.
The air reeked of foul magic. Necromancy ritual meant the quest timer's probably till Demon Army exec summons, I figured.
⚙ TELEPATHY ⚙ [Feels creepy, Arthin. Better rescue the knight and folks quick, smash the ritual.] [Yeah, solve it fast or this blows up.] Creeeak!
I pulled the door—it wasn't locked, swung open too easily. This rundown?
"Ugh... Young Lord Arthin..."
"Sion!"
Inside, Sion lay bruised and battered on the cold floor. I rushed in, channeling holy power to heal, Unicorn following.
"Knight looks bad. She okay?"
"Dunno, gotta try healing first..."
Creeeak!
Then the back door we'd entered groaned shut.
Turning, the devotee who'd guided us grinned creepily, closing it. Bad vibes hit.
"Wait! Unicorn, block it—don't let it close!"
"Eh?! R-Right!"
Unicorn kicked desperately, but it slammed before his foot hit. Our entry vanished like mirage smoke.
Simultaneously, the dingy prison room warped. Sion, groaning on the floor, vanished too.
I gritted teeth, dispelling Polymorph. Dream demon authority showing illusions for lust—we were trapped.
"Over here, Unicorn! No clue what's next!"
I yanked my sword from inventory, guarding the reverting Unicorn amid fogging surroundings.
"Th-This authority's insane. Dream demon this strong... maybe a lord?!"
"Stay sharp—anything could pop out."
Crisis hit, I swallowed dry. If Lilirt herself, quest aside—our lives were at stake.
'No regression clues yet...!'
Must break through. Steel resolve—and fog began clearing.
"...Huh?"
"Weird room, Arthin?"
Fog gone, the room was heart-shaped bed, see-through shower, pink wallpaper—straight out of a Japanese AV love hotel. Too familiar.
"Fuck, why here...?"
"Arthin, look! Writing there! Demonic script!"
Unicorn's urgent shout—I dropped my longsword.
It was demonic, but the phrase? Way too familiar.
🛑 CURSED INSCRIPTION 🛑 -You Can't Leave Without Having Sex- Fucked. Utterly fucked.