Chapter 281
Chapter 281
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 281
Chapter Title: Intermission (3)
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1.
Ea Sadalmelik.
Even among the exiles, she was infamous, yet she suffered defeat at Amelia's hands.
She was revived through the Cocoon of Reincarnation at the cost of dropping to the 15th rank.
In a precarious state where she could barely activate autonomous defense, she encountered Siu in his awakened form, lost again, had her magic stripped away, and plummeted to the 13th rank.
She dragged her battered body back to the mortal world.
The news of Ea's death—after all her rampages—brought no meager condolences.
The moment rumors spread that she was dead, her workshops and money lines scattered across the world were raided.
The assets she had hidden were stripped bare by every means possible, as if their financial trails had been tracked from the start.
Hyenas swarmed the treasure vaults that no one had dared touch before, out of fear of Sadalmelik's retaliation.
But there was nowhere for her to complain.
In fact, it was fortunate that her death had been announced.
Ea had no friends or allies—only enemies. She was hostile to countless Public Enemies, and if word got out that the "Aquarius Witch," now fallen to the 13th rank, was still alive, even witches who wouldn't dare meet her gaze would go berserk to hunt her down.
In this world surrounded by foes, Ea's bold ambition—to hunt homunculi for research data, then attack apprentice witches and lesser ones to reclaim her rank—was thwarted when she fell into the clutches of the Witch of Desire, Bianca Belliriri.
"You're so cute, seriously. You were cute before, but you're even cuter now."
"……."
Bianca gently stroked Ea's head as she knelt, her face twisted in humiliation.
It was the attitude of someone petting an adorable dog.
No one could have predicted that Ea—the one who terrified countless exiles and carved out her own place among Public Enemies through sheer skill—would end up in such a humiliating maid outfit.
The maid uniform custom-made for her boasted high craftsmanship and quality materials, yet plunged to the extremes of vulgar design.
A skirt so short it barely covered her pubic area, let alone her thighs, and an open corset that exposed her breasts while accentuating them.
And a headband perched atop her head.
There wasn't even panties to cover between her legs.
The sparse pubic hair had been shamefully removed, leaving her smooth, pale pussy perpetually exposed to satisfy Bianca's desires at any moment.
Even after months, the humiliation hadn't grown familiar; Ea's shoulders trembled, but the venomous glint in her eyes from before was gone.
She already knew it in her head.
That she survived only because Bianca was sheltering her.
That the moment she stepped out from under Bianca's dubious protection, something several times more horrific awaited.
For now, her only option was to become Bianca's obedient sex toy and endure.
But mind and actions couldn't always align.
"Why the long face? I dress our frail little Ea in pretty clothes, let her sleep comfortably in bed, hide her from the other witches, and feed her whatever she wants."
"……."
Ea simply bowed her head, refusing to respond.
Even after months of being thoroughly toyed with by Bianca, she couldn't bring herself to act like an obedient dog toward someone she'd had a bad history with. Her pride wouldn't allow it.
To be precise, Ea had unilaterally ignored Bianca's fervent advances in the past.
"This won't do."
Bianca sighed deeply and gave Ea a light shove.
With that alone, Ea lost her balance and toppled over.
The frilly headband on Ea's head wasn't ordinary.
It was a modified "Ring of Subjugation" in the form of a hairband—a seal that blocked mana operation, suppressed physical abilities to the limit, and compelled obedience to the master's commands.
For Bianca, who freely wielded artifacts and seals, altering an artifact's appearance was trivial.
Of course, if autonomous defense remained, she could resist easily, but Ea was at the 13th rank now.
Weakened to the point she couldn't even lift a cup alone, Ea could only flop down and expose her pussy fully.
"This won't do, won't do at all."
"Hngh… kkh…!"
Bianca lifted her smooth, hairless foot and pressed it firmly against Ea's pussy.
With the dexterity of using a hand, she softly rubbed the plump clit, stimulating her pleasure.
Ea desperately grabbed at the ankle to stop the caress, but Bianca continued as she pleased, her smile unwavering.
-Squish! Squish! Squish!
"To think that insolent bitch has turned into a wriggling worm like this… You're unbearably cute."
As Bianca's foot sped up, Ea's breathing grew ragged.
The wet sounds grew louder, and stains spread across the red carpet.
"Nghaa…! M-Mistress… st-stop…"
Ea finally broke, abandoning her stubbornness.
She'd endured countless humiliations, but climaxing from a mere foot was beyond her pride.
She called her "Mistress" as ordered and begged, but Bianca didn't stop.
Instead, as if rebuking Ea's irreverence, she began something shocking.
"Hold still."
"Eek…! Hic…!"
She started twisting her foot into Ea's soaked pussy.
Like slipping into narrow high heels, she curled her toes and slowly pushed her foot in.
"Are the shoes too small? It's not going in. If I force the heel, it'll crumple."
"Mistress! Mistress…! S-Sorry! I w-was wrong…!"
No matter how petite Bianca was compared to Ea, cramming a foot in there was impossible.
Terrified by the creaking pain as if her bones would shatter, Ea pleaded desperately.
Bianca, savoring the slippery inner walls with her foot, looked at the near-tears Ea and slowly withdrew.
"Good. I'm generous, after all."
Then she began slowly stepping on Ea's face with her foot slick with juices.
Not putting her full weight, but being firmly pressed by her own fluids-coated bare foot was unbearable humiliation.
"Lick it clean."
"…Got it…"
But after that brutal threat, Ea had no will to defy Bianca.
The informal speech she used was just Bianca's demand to taste a remnant of the once haughty Ea.
Ea could no longer even dream of resisting her.
And rightly so—Bianca was a grand witch at the 22nd rank.
Even at Ea's peak, she was a tricky adversary not to be challenged lightly.
Ea cautiously extended her tongue and licked the sole clean.
Hot passion dripped from Bianca's eyes as she watched.
Unsurprisingly, it was raw lust to ravage Ea.
Once Ea finished cleaning, Bianca sat back down.
Not just sitting—she pulled Ea up, buried her face between her legs, and received cunnilingus service.
"So, you looked displeased after hearing about the meeting. Something on your mind?"
"One thing… slurp… yes…"
"Go ahead, ask."
"Is it… really necessary… for you to step up? Without you… I'm in danger too…"
Bianca had been in unreserved contact with the Whisper Witch all along.
She'd watched remotely via scrying orb from the planning stages of the Cowardice Witch's scheme to her failure and death, receiving various intel besides.
Yet despite witnessing it all, one thing baffled her: why had Bianca taken the lead?
If she just waited patiently, things would resolve themselves.
Whether Kether Duke could truly move or not—a mad witch like the Cowardice Witch had verified it.
"Oh? Worried about me, Ea? Good girl… haa…!"
"Mmph… mmph… mmph…."
Ea, licking Bianca's pussy as if buttered, choked for air.
Bianca, sensing climax, wrapped one leg around Ea's head and squeezed tight.
"More! More! More! Haaaang…!"
Bianca climaxed, and Ea took the gushing honey across her face.
Drenched, Ea barely escaped from between her legs, gasping for breath.
To her weakened body, even this torment was grueling.
Setting aside the humiliations, Ea thought Bianca's actions too reckless.
Contacting the Whisper Witch was understandable.
But Bianca's behavior seemed to fully trust Lilith.
She'd supported the Cowardice Witch's provocation with Dagon's flute, and now volunteered for the second experiment on her word.
"…Why are you doing this?"
Panting, Bianca dragged Ea onto the bed, coiling limbs around her like mating mantises.
"You said the Whisper Witch… isn't trustworthy."
"Ah, absolutely not. But I understand Lilith's way of being a bit better than most."
Bianca hugged Ea tighter, meticulously licking her juice-covered face.
As Ea grimaced in disgust, Bianca candidly shared her thoughts.
"Lilith exists solely for chaos. In a way, the polar opposite of Kether Duke. She loves stirring confusion, derailing smooth plans, making everything a mess."
"What does that change? It's still dangerous."
"Hehe, if Kether were intact, the Whisper Witch wouldn't have moved.
Setting this up and preparing chaos means Lilith judges it ripe for fun pranks. The old script where Kether cleans up alone? Boring and dull."
Lilith was a hedonist and playwright.
She delighted in the sparks flying amid the chaos she induced, as everyone danced in turmoil.
Would such a Lilith prepare all this just to watch Public Enemies rise and get slaughtered by Kether?
Never.
Lilith's existence mirrored her own in many ways.
Being similar, they understood each other.
Thus maintaining this long relationship.
So thinking, Bianca stroked Ea's hair one by one.
"Makes a bit more sense now?"
"St-Still… the risk outweighs the reward too much."
"Yeah, you're right."
But Ea persisted, unconvinced.
The items requested from the other three witches seemed trivial for staking lives.
"I've already got my gift. Want to see?"
Bianca opened her palm, and a beautiful lotus flower bloomed there.
Each petal gleamed softly like crystal.
Ea knew what it was.
She'd watched everything in Seoul via scrying orb beside Bianca.
The lotus the Cowardice Witch burned her final life protecting—smaller, but unmistakable.
"The moment the Cowardice Witch completed the altar ritual, Lilith slipped this to her. It's also this operation's reward."
"No way? Then what Tiphereth took was…"
"A replica I prepared beforehand."
Even bold Ea was dumbfounded.
The Cowardice Witch had thrown away her life guarding worthless trash till the end.
"Ideally, I'd watch Tiphereth and the Cowardice Witch team up for a massacre, then realize their sins meant nothing. A shame. Though the desperate, tragic play of flailing to protect garbage was entertaining."
Ea shivered at Bianca licking her lips, thrilled at the mere thought.
She sensed profound twistedness in devouring others' ruin and despair as mere entertainment.
"Why the pale face? I did it for you."
"F-For me?"
"Yeah. The Cowardice Witch's 'lotus' revives the dead.
In other words, a seal twisting causality to revise the past. It can fix your pitifully broken 'Ain' too. Not as an obedient puppy Ea, but back as the Aquarius Witch, Ea Sadalmelik."
"Ah… aaa…."
Ea's hand reached instinctively for the lotus, but it vanished like a mirage.
"No, no. Your loyalty isn't high enough for such grace yet."
"I-I'll be loyal…! I'll be your obedient dog…! Please, have mercy…"
Ea scrambled to kneel before the reclining Bianca, sucking her fingers eagerly.
Bianca had promised to restore her magic someday, but Ea dismissed it as empty words.
But there was hope now.
She could return.
Not this wretched hidden life, but her glorious days mocking enemies.
Bianca giggled, tickled by Ea's affection.
"Good. Obey well from now on, and I'll reward you. Once you see my favor is real, you'll drop the pretense and submit fully."
"Of course, no—I already submit..!"
"Really? Show me with your body?"
Bianca smiled contentedly as Ea eagerly crawled between her legs.
A rare chance to deepen Ea's submission.
Time to leisurely pick her stage partner for this game.
"Slurp… sluuuurp…!"
"Haa… haa…."
A brilliant idea struck.
That insolent man who took Ea's virginity and stole her magic.
Dismantle the trash who dared call himself a witch without lineage or foundation, possessing a stigma.
Wouldn't that感動 Ea?
Wouldn't she truly trust and follow Bianca?
The moment Ea staked all hope and faith on her and submitted completely.
What face would she make if Bianca crushed the lotus before her eyes?
Such thoughts faded slowly under Ea's fervent caresses.
For now, it was time to savor Ea's body.