Chapter 127: Parents
Chapter 127: Parents
While Jaejin was busy mingling bodies with the women, preparations to win over the King of Anzence were proceeding steadily.
With the newly opened Karin Cathedral, where Karin served as the branch leader, Capia Castle was steadily transforming into a hub for the Demon God Cult.
Nuns in revealing outfits roamed the streets, and those lured to the Demon God Cult by their touch were soon converted into followers.
The cult’s reach even extended to the castle’s guard and the royal personal guard. Those who had returned from enjoying a "vacation" at the suggestion of the trusted Lord, Erdia, had all, without exception, turned into servants of the Lust Demons.
In particular, the influence of Hilda, who had been appointed as the Captain of the Guard, was absolute. Her control through pleasure—now that she had become a Lust Demon—worked exceptionally well on a group comprised of young soldiers.
The men were even divided into factions: those who wanted to receive a handjob from her as a reward for completing a mission, and those who longed to be kicked by her when being reprimanded.
As festival preparations moved forward, Walter Myers, Hilda’s father, was in a foul mood as he watched the influence of the Noble Faction dwindle.
He was sick of his only daughter siding with the Royalist Lord, but it was even more eyesore to see some religious fanatic from the Divine Cult—who knew where she’d crawled out from—strutting around.
"Karin, was it? Just looking at that bitch’s face, you can tell she’s sinister. She’s definitely hiding something dirty."
Walter Myers was a man who utterly loathed the Divine Cult. To him, they were people who lacked rational thought, fanatics who couldn't be reasoned with.
He believed it was better to spend time making money than believing in some nameless god. To a man who rejected the Divine Cult based on such materialistic logic, the religion—which enjoyed the Lord’s full support—was an object of pure hatred.
He sat at his desk in the study, repeatedly insulting both Erdia Huggins—whom he had once considered a worthy political rival but now deemed a nobody—and the cult leader. He only stopped his tirade when the butler informed him of a visitor.
"A guest? At this hour of the evening? Who is this impolite person?"
"Branch Leader Karin of the Divine Cult is at the front gate."
"Ha, ridiculous. Does she intend to defile my mansion with that trashy religion now?"
"Still, I believe this is a good opportunity to size up your opponent."
Walter was well aware, through his own information network, that she had been quite busy meeting with the castle’s influential figures.
And though it pained him to admit it, he knew that several members of the Noble Faction had already succumbed to her maneuvers. Judging it a good chance to scout the enemy, he headed to the reception room to meet her.
He leaned back into a luxurious leather sofa and waited for Karin. However, she did not appear immediately. Five minutes passed, then ten. It was only after fifteen minutes that she finally opened the door and showed herself.
"Hello, Mr. Walter Myers. I’m sorry I’m a little late♡"
"Making a busy man wait this long... You are as rude as one would expect from the Divine Cult."
Walter glared at Karin, making no effort to hide his discomfort. It was an inappropriate attitude to take with a guest, but he was responding in kind, knowing her lateness was entirely intentional.
However, his cold demeanor couldn't help but soften slightly upon seeing Karin’s superior beauty. She was a striking woman, comparable even to his late wife, who had been a great beauty herself. She sat down, her pink hair fluttering.
Her outfit was shamelessly revealing, exposing her breasts and even offering glimpses of her armpits. It was a display of vulgarity that lacked even the modicum of piety—the only thing he had ever viewed positively about religion.
"The Divine Cult’s attire these days is no different from a prostitute’s. I suppose that’s why you have no sense of etiquette."
"Oh my, thank you for the compliment. And you’re just as handsome as I heard, Mr. Walter♡"
Karin gave a meaningful smile to Walter, who was being overtly rude. Walter faltered for a moment at the unexpected remark.
No matter how much hostility a male held, there wasn't one who would feel bad hearing a compliment from such a beautiful woman. Clearing his throat, he asked point-blank.
"So, what is your business? Do you plan to win me over like the other nobles? If so, you’d better give up. I loathe the current incompetent Royalists."
"No, I simply came to pay my respects and see how you were doing♡ It would be rude not to introduce myself since we’ve newly established our church’s foundation here."
Despite the vulgarity of her clothes, Karin sat demurely, covering her lips as she laughed. Walter looked for a crack to exploit.
"Ha, if you’re so polite, how dare you visit the House of Myers last? Ridiculous. Truly ridiculous. To think such a brazen woman is a priestess. You certainly have thick skin."
"Of course, I didn't do it without reason♡ I brought a gift, so please cheer up♡"
Karin unpacked the luggage she had brought and pulled out a small box. A box embedded with a red mana crystal. It was a device for recording and playing video, known as a camera.
Boasting a significant price due to the high value of the red mana crystal, it was indeed a valuable gift—one that could justify her being late, just as she had claimed.
"Quite an expensive item... You’re giving that to me? Without any context?"
"Ah, I think you’re mistaken. What I’m giving you isn't this camera, but the footage recorded inside it♡"
Karin smiled slyly and approached the sofa where Walter sat. She placed the camera on the table in front of him and gestured toward the outside. Click. The lights went out, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.
The butler must have cut off the mana supply to the crystals. Walter didn't even like that. To think his own subordinate would move at the gesture of a nun.
But just as Walter was about to complain, Karin raised her index finger to her lips. Shh. After silencing him, she operated the camera, projecting an image onto one of the walls.
The location appeared to be the guards' breakroom, given the various weapons, armor, and guard armbands organized in the room.
And in the video stood a blue-haired knight. Standing there drenched in sweat, as if she had just finished her duties, was none other than Walter’s daughter.
"What is the meaning of this? No matter how much of a disappointment she is, how dare you lay a hand on a daughter of the House of Myers!"
"Just wait a moment♡ You’re going to see something very, very interesting♡"
It wasn't even worth watching further. She had probably blackmailed and won over the other nobles in this same manner. To think someone calling themselves a messenger of God would use such despicable methods.
"Stop this disgusting act and my daughter... Ugh!?"
"You’re so impatient. I suppose you did have some affection for your daughter after all?"
Walter couldn't move a single finger. He felt goosebumps as he guessed she had used a type of binding magic without an incantation.
Though he was a civil official, he had dabbled enough in magic to recognize that power. This was a level of strength far beyond that of a mere branch leader of the Divine Cult.
But with his mouth shut by the binding magic, he couldn't even ask questions as the situation on the screen progressed. Hilda removed her cumbersome armor and changed into a light dress.
Soon, other guards entered the room around her. They surrounded Hilda, a group consisting almost entirely of men. They were glaring at her with flushed faces, breathing heavily.
"Watch closely♡ See what happens to your daughter♡"
Walter was overcome with belated regret. If only he had paid more attention to his daughter, such an absurd thing wouldn't be happening.
Demonic bastards. As he vowed over and over to punish these madmen who blackmailed families to get what they wanted, Hilda was being kissed repeatedly by the men surrounding her.
She was kissed from the left, then turned her head to be kissed from the right. Her clothes were stripped away as she stood helpless against the swarming hands, and soon she was half-naked, her breasts exposed.
No matter how indifferent a father Walter had been, he knew that Hilda had likely never even properly held a man’s hand.
Seeing his daughter surrounded like that, her bare skin exposed to strange men...
Walter was feeling aroused.
"Aha♡ It seems you like it. As expected, men are just creatures who don't know what to do when a woman’s breasts and pussy are right in front of them♡ Even if it’s their own daughter♡"
Something was wrong. He hadn't been able to suppress his excitement for a while now. The woman on the screen was definitely his only remaining flesh and blood, yet he was feeling an strangely intense lust, and his cock was standing tall.
"You... bitch... what... on... earth..."
"Wow, impressive. You shouldn't be able to move at all, except for your internal organs. But it’s already too late♡"
She turned her back to the screen and crouched between Walter’s legs. Then, while watching his daughter being violated, she reached into his trousers, where his cock was fully erect.
Karin pulled it out—it had a decent grip—and looked up at Walter, who couldn't hide his humiliation.
"Unexpected... or rather, it’s only natural. The father of someone like Hilda should obviously be like this♡"
Enjoying the reaction of the helpless Walter, she gripped his trembling cock and gave it a light stroke.
Even though it was just a touch of her hand, an unbearable pleasure surged through him, and Walter let out a silent groan.
"Still, I didn't know you’d enjoy watching your daughter have sex this much♡"
It was true. While his attention had been on Karin, Hilda had already been penetrated by the men. One knight was pressing down on her buttocks from behind, thrusting into her while she was bent forward.
Two others were receiving handjobs from her muscular hands on either side, and another was thrusting his cock into Hilda’s lovely lips in front.
Beyond them, several others were masturbating, unable to contain themselves at the sight of her, or grabbing her swaying hair and rubbing it against their cocks.
While the scene of his only daughter literally being raped unfolded, the father was watching the footage of it with a painful erection, his cock being rubbed by a nun.
Stop. Please, stop. Unable to even utter those words due to the magic, Walter had to stand by and watch as her long, slender, gloved fingers ravaged his cock.
As soon as the binding is released, I’ll call my men and kill her. Even as he made that vow, Walter couldn't resist the stimulation of his lower body, his frame trembling with pleasure.
Even if he wanted to deny it, his body told him the truth: this woman’s touch felt better than any sex he had ever experienced.
"Fufu, it seems you quite like the gift I prepared. But why haven't you said anything for a while? The magic ended a moment ago♡"
"What...? I... what have I done..."
It was, of course, a lie. Karin mocked Walter, who was panicked by her deception. In a state of mental chaos, a lie that could be easily jumped to was extremely effective.
He would now loathe himself for standing by while his daughter was raped, falling even deeper into the abyss.
Ptui. Karin spat a glob of saliva onto Walter’s cock. That act, which should have carried no pleasure, was enough to deliver the final blow to Walter’s cock, which was already at its limit, though he didn't realize it.
Splurt. Spurt. The most pleasurable ejaculation of his life. It was the worst possible ejaculation, occurring while he watched his daughter being violated and was spat upon.