Chapter 62: Capture
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 62: Capture
Having captured Hekaterina, Evangeline carefully bound her, making sure not to kill her. She interlocked her limbs, then bent and broke them, twisting them together into a knot.
A normal person might have died from shock the moment their limbs were broken, but Evangeline made the limbs stick to each other, successfully binding Hekaterina without any issue.
It was a rather grotesque sight, but neither Evangeline nor Yohan felt any particular pity for her.
“Hey! Kids, how was your date…?”
A moment later, Margaret teleported before them. Margaret, who had been smiling brightly, saw Hekaterina lying between the two, and her expression hardened.
“What the hell, why is she here?”
After hearing the situation, Margaret brought the three back to the cabin and immediately used her ability to create a subspace inside.
A small, studio-sized room was created. Evangeline and Margaret threw Hekaterina inside and began drawing magic circles around her.
“Yohan, you help too.”
“Huh? What can I…?”
“Use your magic to stop her from using hers.”
“That… I’ve already tried that before—”
Yohan explained that his magic hadn’t worked on Hekaterina when he fought her alongside Ludwig. Hearing his explanation, Evangeline fell into deep thought.
“Even when I nullified her magic, her limbs remained transformed into a monster's… And she revived even after I disintegrated her entire body. The transformation… it's not being maintained by magic…”
Befitting a great witch, she quickly succeeded in uncovering Hekaterina's secret. Evangeline abruptly pulled down Yohan's pants, grabbed his penis, and began stroking it back and forth.
“M-Master!?”
“Get it hard, Yohan. We don't have time. It'll be a pain in the ass if she wakes up.”
“Wait, what is this all of a sudden…”
With his pants pulled down and his penis exposed in front of Margaret, Evangeline, and the unconscious Hekaterina, a fresh wave of shame washed over him.
Not that it stopped him from getting an erection. Made more sensitive than usual by the shame-fueled arousal, Yohan bit his lip and felt Evangeline's touch.
Realizing Yohan was holding back, Evangeline told him there was no need and whispered in his ear as she stroked him faster.
“Just cum already—no need to hold back. In fact, it's better if you give me a lot…”
Her sweet voice was like a direct lick to his inner ear. Yohan swelled his penis, ready to ejaculate as Evangeline commanded, and she quickly brought a beaker to the tip.
“Like you're pouring as much magic as you can into it!”
“Nngh-!”
Though he didn't know what she wanted, Yohan did as Evangeline wished and shot his semen into the mouth of the beaker.
Despite coming from a penis that hadn't had a day's rest in a while, a thick load of sticky semen gushed out.
Gulp—Evangeline swallowed as she looked at the beaker, then carefully lifted it and began to draw various magic circles on its surface.
Yohan watched as several magic circles with unknown effects were drawn on the beaker. Once she had completed the formula, Evangeline took the beaker and approached Hekaterina.
“Honestly, it's a waste to give this to a bitch like you…”
Evangeline grabbed the unconscious Hekaterina's mouth and poured the contents of the beaker straight in. Perhaps due to some magical treatment, the semen, which should have been sticky, flowed in like water.
Hekaterina reacted to the liquid suddenly pouring down her throat and tried to cough while still unconscious, but Evangeline, as if she couldn't forgive even a single drop being spilled, clamped Hekaterina's mouth and nose shut and waited until she had swallowed all of the semen.
“Mmph- Ggh- Gck- Gck- Guuulp-.”
With her nose and mouth blocked and her mouth filled with semen, Hekaterina groaned in pain before finally gulping it all down.
Perhaps unable to endure such a torturous act while unconscious, Hekaterina's eyes finally fluttered open.
“—Phew, …what did you make me drink?”
“Curious? If you're so curious, figure it out yourself.”
“Ha—you think I can't do something like that? This pathetic binding…”
Now awake, she immediately started bickering with Evangeline, then frowned as she looked down at her own tangled limbs.
“This wasn't just binding. You think you can fuck up someone's body like this just because it's not yours?”
“So what? You were trying to kill us.”
“That's because I thought he was a Holy Knight.”
Hekaterina said, glaring at Yohan. At the mention of Yohan being a Holy Knight, Evangeline frowned for a moment, but since it was true he had become something like one recently, she remained silent.
After a standoff that felt both long and short, Hekaterina, looking bored, tried to move her limbs and get up.
And yet, she could only twitch, unable to rise.
“……What the hell did you do to my body—”
“I made you drink a magic nullification potion.”
“What? Huh?”
In an age where even Holy Knights could barely cut through magic by imbuing their blades with divine power, Hekaterina let out a hollow laugh of disbelief at Evangeline's claim of complete nullification.
But she couldn't dismiss it as a joke. She was experiencing the potion's effects with her own body.
“What kind of fucked-up magic is this… Fucking hell, seriously.”
“So vulgar. Why must you curse like that?”
“What else? You think I wouldn't curse in this situation? My limbs are all broken and tangled together, my magic is gone, and I have no idea what you're going to do to me.”
Hekaterina wore a resigned expression as if she had given up on everything, but at the same time, she remained vigilant, as if looking for an opening.
Seeing this, Evangeline smirked as if to say, Let's see how long you can keep that up, and left the room.
“Yohan, let's go.”
“Y-Yes.”
Following his master, Yohan left Hekaterina in the room. As he went out, his eyes met hers one last time.
She was pretending to glare at him menacingly, but deep within her eyes was a look full of sorrow.
“Master, what exactly did you do?”
“Hm? What about?”
“A magic nullification potion, what is that…”
Once outside, Yohan immediately asked Evangeline what she had done. He knew his semen contained the power to nullify magic, but it didn't always work.
After all, hadn't Evangeline tasted his semen in the past and still been able to use her magic just fine?
This meant that even if his semen had magic-nullifying properties, it wasn't an absolute effect.
“This brilliant master of yours managed it somehow.”
“What does that…”
“I've been running all sorts of experiments with your semen, you know? And after taking it inside me this time, I got a rough idea of how your magic works.”
Evangeline had been periodically extracting Yohan's semen and had conducted all kinds of research with it.
She had tasted it, cast magic directly at it, and experimented with various methods until she figured out how to maximize the semen's efficacy.
The magic nullification potion was one of the results of that research.
“Well, of course, permanent magic nullification is impossible.”
“What?”
“If we want to keep that bitch locked up, you'll need to feed her your semen periodically, Yohan.”
“Wait, that's a bit… How am I supposed to feed semen to someone who's conscious?”
“It's easy.”
Evangeline said there was an easy way to do that difficult task, and that she would show him.
Though bewildered, Yohan watched to see what method she would use.
A pitch-black room where not a single ray of light entered.
Hekaterina felt a throbbing pain begin to spread through her limbs.
Could've been a little gentler when you broke them, seriously…
Her limbs had been forcibly broken, tangled, and bound. It was a sight so grotesque, so horrifying, that others would have looked away. But for Hekaterina, who had died and been tortured a few times, this level of pain was merely tedious, something bearable.
What tormented her more than the pain was the fact that she couldn't use magic.
A nullification potion… How long will it last?
It couldn't be permanent. You can't permanently strip a witch of her magic by feeding her something just once… or so she wanted to believe. But then again, the very act of nullifying magic was unprecedented.
It was entirely possible to lose one's magic for life after just a single dose. She could only personally hope that wasn't the case.
Hekaterina, squirming in pain and turmoil, frowned at the sliver of light that appeared as the door opened.
“You're awake.”
“……What is it?”
“Food.”
Yohan said, placing a bowl of pale porridge in front of Hekaterina. Seeing it, Hekaterina looked up at Yohan in disbelief and asked.
“You expect me to eat in this state?”
“Why not?”
And immediately—Yohan stomped on Hekaterina's head. Her face was shoved into the slightly hot porridge.
As Hekaterina groaned, Yohan pressed down harder on her head and spoke.
“Felt good killing people, didn't it? You probably even felt a sense of mission when you took them out so easily with your magic. Right?”
“Mph, mphh-!”
“But what a shame. Now you have no magic—and of course, no one to help you.”
When he slowly lifted his foot, Hekaterina, whose face had been buried in the hot porridge, quickly pulled her head back.
Seeing her face smeared with the pale porridge, Yohan set down a ladle of water he had brought.
“Use this to wash yourself. If you leave any porridge, there won't be a next time.”
With those words, Yohan left the room.
Darkness fell once more.
Hekaterina plunged her red, scalded face into the ladle and gulped down the water.
“……That motherfucker.”
I'll kill him.
I definitely will.
Vowing this, she shoved her head back into the porridge and began to eat.
I have to survive.
Only then could she do anything.
“This isn't working. Go rape her.”
“……What?”
Hearing his master's words, Yohan's eyes shot wide open.