The Reversed Favorability Curse Has Been Lifted (Elina)
The Reversed Favorability Curse Has Been Lifted (Elina)
"......Ah."
The thick, filthy liquid that had been filling my mouth slid down my throat.
The moment I realized what I had just swallowed, I braced myself against the floor and vomited as if to spill out all my internal organs.
"Ughhh! Ugh, cough! Hah, hah......!"
Tears blurred my vision.
But what hit me before the tears were the fragments of memory, rushing in like a tidal wave.
The one person who had taken in a Dark Elf slave, made her his disciple, set her on the path of magic, and became the sanctuary of my soul.
Rion. My master-nim.
"What...... have I done......."
I groped my body with trembling hands.
The wizard's robe I had cherished was torn and lying on the floor, and on my white skin, the filthy handprints and bite marks of Jack—a man lower than a sewer rat—remained as purple bruises.
In my head, my own voice from yesterday—no, just a few hours ago—rang out like an auditory hallucination.
Sage Elina is dead......♡ Now, all that's here is a whore slave who can't even recite a single line of magic without Master Jack's semen......♡
"Ah...... aaaa......."
As soon as I opened my mouth, my throat, raw from taking in Jack's rough member, screamed in pain.
My jaw joint was abnormally stretched, radiating pain, and the corners of my lips were torn and scabbed from Jack's rough fingers.
I tore at my hair with trembling hands.
My soft, lustrous silver hair was now matted with semen and all sorts of filth, so much so that my fingers couldn't even run through it.
The hair that Rion-nim would brush by hand every night, praising it as the most beautiful silver in the world.
"Master...... Master Rion......."
Even calling his name was a sin.
I was Rion-nim's disciple.
It was he who saved me when I was starving to death in the midst of war, and it was he who raised me to the title of 'Sage' when I didn't even know the first thing about magic.
I swore to become his shadow.
While forming the soul contract, I promised with tears that I would use my mana, my body, and even the last fragment of my soul solely for Rion-nim.
And yet...... what have I done during those 7 days?
Scavenger Jack, whom I usually called a sewer rat and loathed.
The words I spat out while licking the member of that filthy, greedy man hit my ears like hallucinations.
The mana manipulation method Rion-nim taught me...... I will use it only to tighten my pussy muscles and please Master......♡
That disgusting oath I had uttered myself lingered in my ears.
"Shut up...... shut up, please......!"
The voice inside me whispered mockingly.
When Jack's filthy, rough fingers were stirring my sensitive mucous membranes, I was drunk on that pleasure and stuck out my tongue right in front of Rion-nim.
When he called out to me, shedding tears of blood, I was busy thinking about how to use magic to clench Jack's member even tighter, reaching my climax.
Rion-nim held onto me, crying out as I had gone mad from the curse. What did I do while hearing that desperate cry?
With my head buried between Jack's knees, I cast the cruelest sneer at Rion-nim.
Rion... the staff you gave me has now become the best friend of my pussy hole...♡
For a single drop of the semen Master Jack gives me... I will gladly abandon the pride of a wizard... and become a whore crawling in the gutter...♡
I am no longer a Dark Elf, just a lewd slave pickled in Master Jack's cum...♡
"Aaaaaah! No! That wasn't me! Please!"
I screamed and tore at my hair. But the memories were all too vivid.
When Rion-nim was outside the door, shedding tears of blood and calling my name, I took Jack's ugly thing into my mouth and let out deeper moans, as if to make sure he heard.
Using the mana manipulation method he taught me to clench my vaginal muscles, begging Jack to thrust harder.
The sensation of that chilling pleasure, where I reached my climax using his wounded face as the ultimate aphrodisiac while watching despair settle into Rion-nim's eyes, was still burning between my legs.
I rolled off the bed and clawed at the floor.
My nails broke and blood seeped from my fingertips, but it was nothing compared to the soul-tearing pain he must have experienced.
"Rion-nim...... I am...... I am your disciple...... I am your shadow......."
I instinctively brought my hand between my legs.
The unpleasant, hot sensation of Jack claiming ownership deep inside my womb was still vivid.
The curse was lifted, but my body still held onto the memories of the pleasure it felt in response to Jack's ignorant and rough acts.
The most terrible thing was the fact that I had mocked Rion-nim while being fucked by Jack.
Rion...♡ The Dark Elf you saved... is now wondering how to drink every drop of Master's semen without spilling a single one...♡ I am no longer a wizard. I am just Elina, a sex slave who stores Master Jack's semen...♡
It wasn't because of the curse. The me at that time was sincere.
My body, my twisted emotions, were genuinely, insanely aroused, using Rion-nim's ruin as an aphrodisiac.
As much as I had loved him, the curse had twisted that into a desire to destroy him in the cruelest way possible.
The deeper my love for him had been, the more the curse twisted it into a desire to see him ruined.
The more Rion-nim suffered, the more his pride was trampled, the more indescribable an orgasm I felt.
Around my neck was a leather collar Jack had put on me, and on my lower abdomen, the words ♡Master Jack's Whore Slave♡ were hideously tattooed in ink.
"...... Must erase it...... must erase it......!"
I scraped at the letters with my fingernails.
Flesh tore away and blood gushed out, but I didn't stop.
But even if I cut away my skin, would the sight of my depravity etched into Rion-nim's memory be erased?
He saw it.
The disciple whom he had spent his whole life teaching.
The woman who had looked at him with feelings of adoration.
Acting like a bitch, barking like an animal, and begging for semen under the most base of men.
He heard it.
My sincere sneer, calling him a hypocritical fraud and saying that Jack's semen was sweeter than his memories.
"No... no!!! Not now...!! Rion-nim...... I have to find him, before he disappears......!"
I grabbed my clothes and hurried to find him, but I had no choice but to stop when I saw my reflection in the mirror.
In the mirror, there was no noble wizard Elina.
My pink nipples had turned dark, pickled in pleasure, dried fluids of men were still stuck to the corners of my mouth, and all that stood there was a bitch reeking of the stench of semen.
"Ah...... aaaaa!"
It felt like my heart was being shredded.
Salvation. He was salvation itself to me. But I had delivered hell to him.
My existence should have died in the ruins 7 days ago.
What remained here now was just a shell, pickled in Jack's semen, with Rion-nim's soul carved out.
"Master...... please...... just once...... please listen to my voice just once......."
I stood up, staggering.
With unfocused eyes, I looked at the corner of the room. I saw the staff that Rion-nim had gifted me on my birthday, imbued with the wisdom of a sage.
It was no longer a staff.
It had become a toy Jack used to violate my rear, its tip miserably bent and discarded, covered in yellowish discharge.
"Ah...... aaaaaaah!!"
I hugged the staff and wailed.
Every time the cold wood touched me, Jack's rough breathing and Rion-nim's crumbling sobs from outside the door hit my ears.
I was no longer a wizard. Elina was dead.
The moment I used Rion-nim's teachings to clench my pussy, my magic was corrupted.
The moment I felt pleasure while drinking Jack's semen, my soul was extinguished.
"Rion-nim...... Rion-nim......!"
I staggered out of the room.
On the door, I could see the bloodstains where Rion had tried to stop us.
"Rion-nim...... where are you? Master...... Elina is here......."
Serin was already sitting on the floor in the hallway.
The noble Holy Knight of our party was nowhere to be found; she was covered in the smell of semen and tears, laughing as if she had lost her mind.
"Elina... Rion... they say Rion left."
Serin's voice was already that of the dead.
She, too, had been released from the curse and was crushed by the weight of the terrible sins they had committed.
We couldn't even look at each other.
Yesterday, we had been clinging to men as if betting on who could make Rion more miserable, while exploring each other's bodies.
I headed to the inn lobby without even the strength to answer.
"Ex...... excuse me......."
The innkeeper looked up at my cracked voice.
His eyes were full of contempt and disgust. It was only natural, as he must have heard those obscene sounds leaking from the room for 7 days.
"The...... the Rion-nim...... who came with us......?"
Instead of answering, the innkeeper tossed a piece of paper lying on the counter.
"That guy? He left. He looked like a living corpse. He said he was going to the guild to file a party dissolution notice, so I guess you two are strangers now."
Party dissolution.
The word pierced my heart.
I picked up the paper with trembling hands.
It was Rion-nim's handwriting. But it wasn't his usual elegant script.
The pen nib trembled as if to tear the paper, and there were bloodstains and tear marks smudged here and there...... a single farewell letter.
To Elina.
I know it was a curse.
But Elina. My heart is not as strong as my head.
I tried to forgive you, but every time I see the traces of those men etched onto your body, my heart feels like it's burning away.
I have terminated the contract. You are free now. Whether you live as Jack's slave or as a sage again...... please do not appear before my eyes ever again.
I'm sorry. When I see you, I'm afraid I'll keep remembering how cheaply the memories I dedicated my whole life to protecting were trampled upon.
Goodbye, Elina, who was my disciple.
"Ah...... aaaaaaaaaa!!"
I collapsed on the lobby floor, clutching the letter to my chest. A wail that couldn't even form a scream burst out.
Freedom? In a world without Rion-nim, freedom was nothing but an eternal desert to me.
He was kind to the very end.
He left, saying he was sorry for being weak rather than blaming me.
That kindness became a blade that tightened around my throat. It would have been better if he had slapped my cheek, cursed me as a whore, and spat on me.
"No...... no, Master! I was wrong! Master Rion!! Please...... please don't abandon me!!"
The curse was lifted. But the darkness cast over my life had only just begun.
"Rion-nim! Rion-nim!!! Please, Elina was wrong! I... I am the one who should be killed!"
A world without Rion-nim had no meaning to me.
"Haa-ugh, heu... aah!"
I shoved my fingers into my mouth and scraped at my throat.
I wanted to pull out Jack's semen, all of his traces.
But the more I scraped, the clearer Rion-nim's desperate expression became.
The last words I had spat out while swaying my hips under Jack, looking at Rion-nim.
The Dark Elf you saved... is now wondering how to drink every drop of Master's semen without spilling a single one...♡ I am no longer a wizard. I am just Elina, a sex slave who stores Master Jack's semen...♡
I had killed him as a disciple, shredded him with my feelings of adoration, and ruined him as a human being.
We are no longer a noble knight or a devoted sage.
We are just whores who devoured the heart of the one we loved and accepted the desires of men like excrement.