Chapter 513
Chapter 513
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 513
Chapter Title: Junior Priest Kim Katt
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"Hey, Vygal. Hurry up and transform into a dagger."
"Sob... sniff, heuk. Stop... please stop now... I want to go back to hell...! Kkheuk!"
"Shut up!"
Repeated beatings and torture had regressed Vygal's mind to the level of a sniveling brat. He must have been a powerful demon once, but even infinite regeneration couldn't withstand endless torment. A human would have died a thousand times over by now.
A thousand deaths would break even the noblest demon, leaving them weeping and calling for a mother who never existed.
Still, doling out this extreme punishment to Vygal was the right call. How many lives had his greed claimed? Even from a Confucian perspective, it was spot on.
"Heh heh heh. If you don't transform into a dagger soon, I'll make you wish for death."
"I-I'm already suffering worse than death..."
"Don't you know there's a deeper abyss at the end of every pit? Compared to what's coming, this torture is just mischievous kids playing pranks. The real pain starts now!"
"...!"
Vygal, terrified by my threat, transformed into a dagger inside the cage.
No, he couldn't even manage that anymore. Worn out from the torture, he'd become little more than a cleaver-like lump.
Useless like this... Well, I'll show it to Lisha first. This bastard's potential uses are endless. He's practically a next-gen resource.
Come to think of it, demons were pitch black.
Which meant...
Demons might just be like oil.
Their blood and body parts held immense value. The thought suddenly filled my chest with cozy delight. Yeah, demons were oil.
"It's amazing no matter how many times I see it. How do you even threaten a demon? I just can't wrap my head around it, darky. What do you think, sis?"
"Oh my, you still don't get Katt after all this time? It's par for the course with him."
"Yeah... whatever. Good job, darky. Let's head down now."
We got off the carriage right away. Since I'd turned Vygal into a cleaver, we entered the city without any hassle.
I headed straight home.
I couldn't drag around something like Vygal, who might snap at any moment. The request was done anyway, so the Adventurer's Guild could wait. Same for the church.
For now, I'd unwind the accumulated fatigue and pent-up lust at home while waiting for Karin and Lisha. Karin knew her stuff about magic swords, and Lisha would help me get what I wanted.
"Ah."
After a bath, as I sat on the edge of the bed, nude Claudia and Winia approached demurely and knelt before me.
"Darky... You know two of us won't cut it, so I'll help drain you first. How many rounds do you need?"
"I'll take full responsibility today, Katt."
What luxury.
"Heh heh heh. Do whatever you want. How much do you want to give, Winia?"
"...I don't know."
"Hah."
Lick.
My two wives devotedly worked their tongues, rubbing against me.
Claudia's and Winia's tongues lapped at my tip, intertwining. They kissed around my shaft, stimulating it relentlessly.
"Hngh...!"
Just having beauties do this was unbearable stimulation. Strings of saliva connected as they competed to devour me.
Soon, surging pleasure erupted, unleashing days' worth of built-up seed.
"Katt... So much came out. Hehe, did it feel good?"
"The best in the world."
One round was never enough. They used hands, mouths, or pressed their breasts together to soothe my raging member with their alluring bodies without end.
Once I'd been drained to satisfaction, their full service began.
"Ha, haa... Darky, don't move, okay? Just stay still. If you buck your hips teasingly again, I'll really punish you."
"Heh heh heh, got it. Relax."
"Eut... Seriously."
Claudia and Winia took turns riding me. They poured everything into satisfying me.
It was utterly blissful, lust sated and happiness swelling, but ignoring their efforts, I sat up and mounted one, ending it swiftly.
Anyway, it wasn't just me who'd been suffering.
They collapsed on the bed in refreshing climaxes. I caressed their faces briefly, then stood before Alraune as usual to calm my lingering urges while waiting for Karin and Lisha.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "So, this is a magic sword?"
Karin asked, eyes narrowing.
The big sis who'd just gotten off work and clung to me showed keen interest at "magic sword," but upon seeing Vygal shivering pathetically in the cage, she pursed her lips in disappointment.
"Looks like total garbage."
"It is garbage."
"Anyway, explain. Magic sword... First time I've seen one in person."
"What, really?"
"They're not exactly common."
Karin having never seen a magic sword was surprising.
Were they that rare? I explained what happened and Vygal's traits. She nodded after hearing it all.
"Mm-hmm, got it. Make it transform quick."
"Fuck!!! Vygal! Transform now!"
"Hiiik!"
Vygal swiftly turned into a cleaver at my shout.
"Oh my, look at my man's intensity."
Instead of focusing on that, Karin just fondled my face and kissed my cheek. No, look at the demon.
"It becomes a proper sword once it regains power? Self-repairing blade? That'd be damn useful. No maintenance needed. Perfect for rough use."
"Right?"
Karin opened the cage, took out Vygal, and examined it. She gave various critiques while explaining magic swords to me.
"Magic swords come in all types. Cursed blades, ones made for that purpose from the start. Or relics from hell like this bastard. Those are generally called demon weapons."
"Demon weapons? Sounds like it's got a proper name, so somewhat known?"
"Anyone worth their salt knows. But I don't know everything, so explaining in detail's tough."
"No way."
"Brat. You think I know everything about blades?"
"Obviously."
"Tch, sorry to disappoint, but there's tons I don't know. Still, I'll tell you what I do."
Even Karin had gaps in her knowledge.
"Magic swords, regardless of type, are monstrous tools that grant users immense power in exchange for profane sacrifices. Knives for psycho killers. Side effects are massive, obviously."
She only explained what she knew.
The side effects and crimes of magic sword users were infamous, no details needed.
"I've heard that about 15 years ago, a kingdom knight squad was dispatched to subdue a rampaging user. Two dead, one critically wounded."
"What?"
"That psycho took on a full squad and did that. Even experts pouring everything out barely managed. Get it? Other records are similar."
Chilling tale.
Just wielding one makes you that strong? If pros got hold of it, the world would plunge into chaos.
"This might be the same breed... Kyahaha, capturing one barehanded. You're a total lunatic. Right, you crazy fuck?"
Karin ruffled my hair wildly and peppered my cheeks with kisses.
"Heh heh heh, that's praise?"
"Yeah. Praise. Even tortured it? Good boy. Adorable. My man's got that charm."
"Where's the adorable part?"
"You know. Anyway, let's shelve this and relieve big sis's built-up stress? You know how tough these days were?"
Karin slipped her hand into my panties, kneading as she demanded relief. Most of her stress came from overflowing lust with me gone.
She'd collapse in five minutes anyway.
"I'm your masturbation toy!"
"Masturbation toy? You're my loving husband. So, what first?"
"Tonight. Wait a bit. Lots to discuss with Lisha soon."
I grabbed Karin's ass firmly.
"Ahng! Fuuuck...!"
Karin climaxed lightly from that alone, tensing and biting her lip with a moan.
This sis was getting lewder by the day.
"Haa... What have you done to my body?"
"Made it slutty."
"You brat... Anyway, I get you wanna tame the magic sword, but be careful. Not recommending it. Tell me before trying anything, good or bad. Super dangerous. If I say no, trash it and church it goes."
"Obviously. Don't worry. When have I ever fucked around with my life?"
I value my neck.
"Hmm... Hard to say? You talk big every time."
"Still breathing, aren't I?"
We fooled around like that waiting, then Lisha returned.
"Heh heh heh, finally here? I've been waiting so lo—oh?"
"Oh, Lisha's back? Good work."
Lisha sensed something off the moment she entered, glanced at the cage and Vygal-cleaver, then demanded an explanation.
Her eyes sparkled—intellectual curiosity piqued.
"What do you think, Lisha? Caught a demon alive this time. Says it's a magic sword."
"Not a single normal day passes. Showing it to me means you want something, right?"
"My Lisha's sharp as ever."
Lisha showed immense interest in the magic sword, eager to experiment. I'd let her, but first, a request.
"Lisha, I had an idea bringing this back."
"What?"
I explained everything about Vygal. And what I wanted. Simple: obliterate Vygal completely and keep just the sword.
Demons need every last drop squeezed out for the harm they've caused.
I didn't need Vygal himself. Just the blade.
"So, make it so he can never revert to demon form... Lock him permanently as a sword? Seems like sword's his true form anyway."
"Wh-what?! Please! Spare me! I don't wanna die! I'll do anything! Anything!"
Vygal overheard and shifted to dwarf demon, shrieking hysterically. He rubbed his face on my foot, begging.
But no escape for him.
"I can do so much!!!! Please spare me!!!"
Just me, Karin, and Lisha here.
"This thing a real demon? So spineless?"
"Modern demons are problematic like this. Sis, rip an arm off. Regens right away."
"Yeah?"
Karin had a sadistic streak. Intense violence buried inside. Lately sublimated into lust, maybe.
She grabbed and tore off Vygal's arm.
"Grahhh!!"
"Oh, oho?"
The severed arm began regenerating. Karin marveled; Lisha showed curiosity.
"Wonder how that recovery works. Anyway, that's all you want? I'll give it a shot."
"You sure, Lisha?"
"Heh heh heh. Think I got 'witch' for nothing? Don't worry. A few methods come to mind. Looks like the shop's closing for a few days."
"Ooh, thanks, Lisha!"
Lisha extended her demonic hand toward Vygal.
If luck held, I'd have a decent sword.