Personality Theft Parasite (16)
"The Alchemist Society has brought some shocking news."
The governor summoned me early in the morning and said,
"A murder has taken place. And they've named you as the prime suspect. Yustia."
The governor looked at the woman seated across from him in the chair with a troubled gaze.
Yustia was in a completely different atmosphere from her usual self. She had taken off the armor she always wore. Even for the governor, seeing the Silver Knight's bare face was a rare occurrence. Her stern knightly visage was worlds apart from the impression she gave in her armor.
Her vibrant pink hair, like cherry blossoms in full bloom, a high and low nose bridge, thick eyelashes, and an intellectual beauty. Yustia had been renowned for over a century, yet there was no sign of age on her. Rumors said that when she reached the depths of the 8th layer, she unlocked some secret to defying time, but only she knew the truth.
But more than anything, what caught the governor's eye right now was her bold outfit. The clothing that brazenly exposed her shoulders, cleavage, hips, navel, and thighs was somewhat disrupting the serious atmosphere that should have been grave. As her direct superior by rank, he ought to reprimand her for attire unfit for the occasion, but the governor couldn't bring himself to do it. It was far more pleasing to the eye than her usual stoic, almost inhuman demeanor—and besides, no one could even imagine scolding the Silver Knight.
"Is that what they're claiming?"
Yustia brushed her hair back over her shoulder and thrust out her chest as she asked. The overflowing symbol of femininity, which he'd never realized was so ample under her armor, asserted its presence so strongly that it was impossible to ignore as it swayed.
"Ahem. I heard you went to meet Duke Galbin yesterday. The murder happened right after. They say you killed Duke Galbin and fled by leaping out the window."
"That's right. I killed him."
"What...?"
The governor had expected some denial or deflection, but when Yustia admitted it so straightforwardly, he widened his eyes in shock and stared at her.
"He was trash who deserved to die. A man utterly useless to this city's future. So I killed him. I should have done it sooner. It was a bit late."
She clicked her tongue, as if blaming herself for that one mistake.
"What are you saying, Yustia? That's straight-up murder. You have no authority to weigh crimes and deliver instant punishment on the spot."
"No. I do. Mael permitted it. In the first place, it was Mael and I who saved this city from the brink of destruction. So I have the right to cull the unnecessary elements from this city."
Yustia said with force in her voice. The governor broke out in a cold sweat under the overwhelming pressure that felt like it was choking him. It was a fact he'd forgotten amid everything, but yes—the Silver Knight, Yustia, was a sword. The supreme and most vicious weapon of slaughter that no one could stand against. Until now, he'd been the one handling her, so he hadn't worried, but if she turned on him...?
"And Governor. You're one of them too. You did nothing while the city fell into this state. Moreover, neither you nor your predecessor even built a statue for the great man who sacrificed everything for this city. As a result, Mael has been forgotten. A pitiful soul remembered only by me. Mael gave everything for this city!"
Yustia stood and strode toward the governor. The panicked man rose from his seat to flee, but his back was against the wall.
"C-Calm down! This isn't like you, Yustia—"
Before he could finish, Yustia's hand gripped his throat. She lifted him effortlessly and snapped his neck. It happened in an instant. As she tightened her grip, his frail body twisted asymmetrically from the head. Yustia released her hold on his throat. The dead man's body crumpled to the office floor.
"Haha. Ahaha. Ahahahaha."
Suddenly, Yustia burst into laughter. This murder negated her entire life up to now. Yustia had always believed it. That what Mael loved, what Mael had promised to protect, permeated every corner of this city. That's why she'd tried to embrace even its imperfect aspects. That's why she'd chosen the path of protector, not ruler or overseer.
But now she realized it had all been her delusion. What Mael wanted was this future. An ideal paradise led by an absolute paragon of righteousness—strong, unswayed by personal desires, pursuing the greater good.
And she was that person.
Yustia thought with conviction. After all, Mael was whispering it to her even now.
"Yeah. No regrets. If anything, it's a relief. Mael was right after all. These cancer lumps need to be excised. I'll lead this city down the right path. Into the future Mael desired."
Yustia slipped the ring from the dead governor's finger and onto her own. She headed straight for the Adventurer's Guild. She was certain Elia would join her righteous cause.
"Welcome. The guild master is upstairs."
The receptionist smiled warmly, as if expecting her. Yustia climbed the stairs to the guild master's office.
"Elia. It's me."
The door opened. Seeing Yustia's lewdly exposed figure, Elia grinned lecherously.
"Come in, Yustia. I've been waiting."
A strange form of address. A strange tone. But with more pressing matters at hand, Yustia decided to ignore it. She entered and sat on the sofa Elia indicated. As Elia sat across from her, Yustia spoke.
"I'm going to reshape this city into its proper form. I want you to join me, Elia."
"Of course, Yustia."
Elia agreed readily. As expected. Yustia knew coming here was the right choice.
"Here, have some of my family."
Elia stood, lifted the hem of her robe, and revealed she wore nothing underneath. She lifted one leg, exposing her wet pussy, then reached into her asshole.
"More flexible than I thought. Elia."
"We female hosts have to keep our bodies limber to serve Papa in any position."
"I see. I don't know much about it, but that's a commendable mindset."
A somewhat abnormal conversation flow. Yet Yustia didn't notice anything off. After all, pussy and asshole were organs for serving a beloved man. Training them diligently was admirable. Mael said so too.
Soon, Elia withdrew her hand from her ass. Covered in sticky fluids, it writhed with tiny parasites clinging to it.
"Oh my."
Yustia's cheeks flushed. Such adorable children. The original Yustia was far from maternal. She'd treated Elia like a daughter at times, but saw herself as a mentor, not a true parent.
But the moment she saw the parasites from Elia's ass, Yustia felt motherhood for the first time. Her heart raced just looking at them; her chest tightened with anxiety. She wanted to stroke them wildly, let them suckle, shower them with kisses, whisper her love.
"Those children...?"
"My family. They like moist places, so I keep them in my pussy or ass usually."
"I see... Could I touch them too?"
"Go ahead."
Elia extended her hand, passing the parasites to Yustia. Yustia brought them close to her face for a look. Their tiny antennae or long, probing mouths were utterly lovable.
"So cute. How can they be this precious?"
Soon, the parasites crawled down her hand to her chest. To give them what they wanted, Yustia shifted her bra aside. They eagerly climbed to her prominently protruding pink nipples and inserted their tubes.
"Ah♥"
Thin fluid began to leak out. It was clearly abnormal. The real Yustia was a virgin with no pregnancy experience. Her sex with Mael had only been in dreams.
Suddenly, Mael's voice echoed in her mind.
"I see... These children are Mael's offspring... Mael's lingering thoughts in the labyrinth, given form... That's why they feel so dear and loving..."
Yustia nodded in understanding. If Mael said so, her virgin body producing milk wasn't strange. She'd do anything for Mael, become anything.
"These children parasitize humans."
"Humans... parasitize...?"
"Yes. They grow by feeding on human minds, then brainwash and control them directly."
"Brainwash and control humans...? That's like a monster..."
These lovable children doing such things? Yustia couldn't believe it. Was Elia slandering them? The suspicion arose.
"No. Monsters harm humans, but these children are different. They lead them to the right path."
"The right path?"
"Yes. Humans are flawed and incomplete. Sometimes they need to be forcibly guided."
Hearing Elia, Yustia relaxed. Ah, so that's it. These children were blameless. If anyone was wrong, it was humans. These children guided them—like Mael or herself.
"Then we should spread these children as widely as possible in the city?"
Yustia grasped Elia's logic. And realized it was ultimately for the city's good. True completion through these children would be a happy future.
"Exactly. I'll share some family with you. First, turn all your subordinates into hosts."
"Yes."
Everyone becoming one with Mael. The thought alone was dizzyingly wonderful. How to do it was already surfacing naturally in her mind. Mael was telling her.
Yustia leaned back on the sofa and spread her legs wide. Her crotch was already soaked with anticipation. She slid down her skimpy string panties, exposing her shy, tightly closed pussy.
"Put them in. Fill me up. Mael's children♥"
Yustia licked her lips, her face twisted in an uncharacteristic lewd, lascivious expression.
Elia smiled seductively and approached her former mentor. Soon, their shoulders touched as they embraced closely. Parasites poured from Elia's pussy and ass, filling Yustia completely.
"Ah...♥"