Tch, Is This a Trap! (3)

“Hehe... ufufufufu...♡”

In the church courtyard a short distance from the building housing the saint candidates, Lizbet leaned against a tree in a daze before suddenly letting out a laugh, her body trembling.

She clutched her body as if to calm the shaking, her face flushed with ecstasy as she smiled. A few people shot her strange looks, but she ignored them, overwhelmed by the energy enveloping her form.

“Haa...♡ So today was the beginning...♡”

Gazing into the distance with a wistful expression, her cheeks burning red.

“It's gradually...♡ My master is coming together...♡ Ahaha...♡”

Her face, filled with the joy and rapture of a female in heat, was shadowed by an air of wickedness.

Around the same time Lizbet was trembling outside, Clea endured the fatigue and drowsiness from her week of ascetic prayer, head bowed as she sucked the last condom's horse semen.

Her senses, heightened by the week of prayer and fasting, were assaulted by the thick, ecstatic taste of male and beast, warmed to body temperature. It made her body quiver with a female's bliss.

Her body felt heavy, the irresistible drowsiness burdensome, but this time the ascetic prayer felt somewhat more manageable than before.

...This strange surge of energy isn't just from Master's horse semen...

During the week of prayer, her sharpened senses had allowed her to perceive her own body clearly. It was the week she'd gained certainty about the suspicions she'd harbored—the 'something' permeating her body was transforming her into a different being.

...But it doesn't feel unpleasant or scary at all...

This change was proof that she was becoming... Master's female.

For some reason, she understood it intellectually. And it didn't frighten her; it filled her with anticipation.

So she just had to accept the change and follow it... right? Master...

“...Hehe... Huh...?”

In the midst of her happy acceptance of the change, Clea felt the 'something' altering her body grow stronger. At the same time, a hot yet chilling sensation spread over her like a blanket.

“......Master...?”

For reasons she couldn't explain, Clea sensed her master nearby, a little ways off.

“Gaaah! You fucking psycho!”

No, fuck! What the hell was I just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠doing!? Am I insane?! Why the fuck did I shove that thing right into my eye!?

“Agh! Fuck, my eye!”

I'm losing it, losing it! Fuck, something felt off, like it sank right in— this is instant blindness, no question! You crazy bastard Jeong Sema! I need to get out now, what the fuck did I do!? No way, was there some brainwashing spell on that orb!? To blind me!? Fuck, whatever, I'm screwed!

“Gaaah! Fuck! I can't see! I can't see— Huh. Why can I...?”

Writhing on the ground, spewing curses, I cracked my eyes open slightly, and instead of pitch darkness, the bright dungeon came into view.

...What the fuck? It definitely felt like something burst and sank in...

Lucky me, not blind then...? But where'd the orbs go...?

“No fuck... what... it was definitely...”

Definitely felt like my eye went pop and burst... So why can I still see fine? Eyes hurt a bit, but it's like I just smacked my palm against it, not exploded...

What? Hallucination? And fuck, my head hurts more than my eyes... Like motion sickness...

“......Huh... uh...?”

Rubbing my eyelids to check my eyes, I clutched my throbbing head and looked around as I stood.

...Weird. Vision's fine... but it feels different from before. Collapsed rock entrance... walls... altar... air... my body... My sight is the same, but my brain feels off when I look at things.

How to describe this? Like, numbers? Colors? Concepts? For what I'm seeing, popping into my head...

...Not a hallucination? This headache and weird sensation from jamming that orb into my eye?

“...Ugh...!”

As I puzzled over the situation, my eye socket throbbed, and strange visions flashed.

Lizbet... Clea... Radia and familiar faces there... Various places in Essentia... Crumbling earth... Wars among countless people... A bright blue planet, and a dark, ominous black one...

The momentary scenes faded, and the eye pain vanished.

...What was that? Too quick... Or did it feel too long...? And... why? Mood's weird. Unusually excited, body heating up...

...Is this like Sharingan or some shit? Should I say 'This eye sees well in darkness kekeke'? What the hell happened to my eye... Wish there was a mirror...

......Maybe the status window shows something.

“Status Window.”

Half-unconsciously calling it out to grasp the situation...

.......Huh?

The moment I blinked at the bizarre status window, my usual one appeared before my eyes.

What... was that...? Just now... the status was definitely fucked up...

...Did I see it wrong? Felt like I glimpsed something I shouldn't have.

That sensation sent a chill down my spine. My body shuddered. Like instinct warning me: you saw wrong, don't dig deeper.

...Y-yeah. Must've been wrong... Situation first anyway.

I shoved the weird status from my mind and examined the Demon Eye in the status window.

Perceives...? That's why my head throbbed and weird numerical sensations popped up?

Controllable means ON/OFF skill... But consumes Esser when not using? Backwards, right? And just Demon Eye... 'Horse Eye' so Ma[horse]an?

Sheesh... Felt ridiculous at the lazy name, but I tested it, focusing my eyes to control the Demon Eye.

Turning it off killed the headache instantly, leaving normal vision. Those weird sensations/numbers were the perceived info...

Turning off doesn't seem to guzzle Esser much... Maybe constant drain based on time off? Always that nauseous headache? Not thrilled. Might get used to it.

So how to use Demon Eye...

“......Hng...!”

Reactivating it, I gripped the horse flail, tensed my body, and recalled the odd numbers in my head.

This eerie sensation of concretely feeling my body's Esser flow. Tensing like controlling a body part made the numbers swell and imprint in my mind.

“......Heh...”

Grasping the usage unlocked the excitement I'd suppressed. Thoughts of the creepy status vanished.

What is this... How dumb was I using this horse body? Suddenly got why I couldn't use skills!

Holy shit, what is this!? God's gift to me!?

“Puhaha! No fuck, this...!”

Yes. This. The protagonist treatment, this insanely special event. Like someone pinning wings on me: ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you're the protag, go wild worry-free.

Live how you want, how it turns you on. No worries, push forward! This feeling egging me on!

Restless. Can't contain the excitement. Why so hyped suddenly!? Beyond just a good power—euphoria flooding me!

Feels like I could do anything now!

“Puhiiiiiiiiiing!!!”

Concentrating Esser in my legs, I exploded off the altar in a leap. Unbelievable distance before, now I swung the raised horse flail down on the blocking rock at the entrance.

- KABOOOOOM!!

The skill I'd known but never used—Crushing Strike—detonated, shattering the boulder.

Basic flail skill from some martial manual. But the power? No way basic.

Of course. Used by this body!

“Uncontainable power...!!! This is horse muscle...!!!”

Overheated brain couldn't think. Body moved on instinct first.

“Fuck it!! Marte you dogshit, I'll help ya, fuck!! Puhihihihiiing!!!”

Caught in this weird hype, I charged toward the dungeon entrance.