Chapter 140 - The Merciless Beast's Bitch! (3)
‘Hiiieek... it burst...’
As Klea’s foot moved, there was a sickening squelch, and Baul rolled his eyes back, passing out cold.
I hadn’t even been hit myself, but my horse balls shriveled up and goosebumps crawled over my skin. In the face of a sight that any man would find terrifying, all I could do was tremble.
God, watching a man’s precious balls explode right in front of you—this was straight-up horror movie material!
Of course... ever since coming to Essentia, my horse balls had become tough enough to withstand my bitches stomping on them, so it wasn’t something that affected me anymore... Still, as a fellow man who knew that pain all too well, seeing someone else’s nuts crushed under sharp high-heel stilettos was a sight too gruesome to behold with eyes wide open.
When Klea first said she’d burst Baul’s balls, I’d felt sorry for the guy as a fellow man—even if he was a total eunuch-in-waiting—and tried to talk her down to just one side... But even that turned out this pathetic and horrific!
Ugh... Baul. As one man to another, I can only offer my deepest condolences.
“Pfft♡ To shatter so easily like that...♡ What a pathetic, flimsy sack of shit. The human male’s cock♡”
While I shook my head in pity at Baul’s crushed balls, Klea sneered down at the fainted priest and ground her heel into the already mangled mess even harder.
No, Klea—my horse balls are the exception. No man could endure that...
After thoroughly pulverizing Baul’s ruined nuts to ensure they were done for, Klea lifted her foot with a satisfied look and reached toward his crotch.
Then, from her hand, a blue light poured over the crushed sack’s skin.
“Hehe...♡ Like this...♡ Yes, perfect♡ Now, no matter what anyone does, this trash’s busted balls will never come back♡”
Aaaah... so even skills can’t heal it now...
She’d gone for the kill shot...
I had no idea what she did exactly, but in Essentia—where there was no such thing as surgical medicine—Baul was probably stuck with that one-sided ruin forever.
Ugh. Goosebumps.
Still... crushing both would’ve been too cruel, so at least she left one. Be grateful for that, Baul.
“Kukuku♡ All done?”
“Yes, Liz♡ I made sure it’s permanently irreparable♡”
“Ahahat♡ Poor thing~♡ To have the woman he thought was his lover smash his precious manly balls♡”
“He loved it so much, he spurted some weird fluid while they burst. Kukuku♡”
“Ahahat♡ Totally gross♡”
Sensing the deed was done, Lizbet sauntered into the room. She glanced at Baul—foam at his mouth, out cold—and burst into giggles with Klea, both looking delighted.
I was the only one who felt even a shred of pity for Baul’s wretched state...
Urk!
“Haa... I really wanted to crush both sides...”
“Now, now, calm down. Gotta leave him something to jerk off with, right?”
“Aah...♡ You’re too merciful, Master...♡ Showing mercy even to trash like this...♡”
Klea kicked Baul’s limp leg—already unconscious—and gazed at me in ecstasy.
Then she leaned to his ear, whispering as if imprinting the words on his soul, even though he couldn’t hear.
“Be grateful for Master’s mercy, you trash♡ Spend your life rubbing your worthless micro-dick, forever reliving the sight of your balls getting crushed—like the pathetic loser you are♡”
Those were Klea’s parting words to her former lover.
After that, she hid Baul out of sight to rest, then started cleanup with Lizbet. No way they could let him bloat around with a swollen gut in public.
Lizbet extracted my horse semen from him, unlocked the shackles, hoisted his unconscious body, and carried him outside.
“W-What!? What happened!?”
The knights rushed over, shocked at the sight of Baul slung over my shoulder.
I explained that Baul had freaked out while talking to Klea, and in trying to restrain him, his delicate male parts had unfortunately burst.
The knights gave the fainted Baul pitiful looks.
“Serves him right. Freaking out in front of the Saint who showed mercy to a criminal? He deserved to pop.”
They took him off my hands, said they’d handle it, bowed, and left.
Baul, carted away—utterly pathetic.
Probably never see him again...
Maybe...
Bye-bye, one-balled Baul! Live strong even with just one nut!
“Oh, Liz, what’s that flower?”
“Ah, that one’s...”
Once Klea’s semen-bloated belly had deflated enough, we toured the capital on our way to the Guild Management Office.
With everything wrapped up, it was time to officially induct my fully claimed bitch Klea into the Beast’s Paradise guild.
My bitches walked arm-in-arm ahead of me, laughing merrily as if Baul was ancient history.
Klea’s face was brighter than ever now that her mind was at ease. The casual clothes she’d hastily bought to avoid stares weren’t my taste, but they suited her radiant expression perfectly, highlighting her beauty.
...Well, she still drew eyes because of me, but parading in her saintess habit would’ve made walking impossible from all the gawking...
Not bad for emergency picks—modest and non-revealing, aside from not being my style. The contrast with Lizbet’s outfit made their closeness feel oddly intriguing, but seeing them so buddy-buddy warmed my heart.
Yeah. Get along great, regardless of senior-junior status.
Order doesn’t matter—you’re all my lovers and cherished bitch slaves.
Watching Klea like that, her childlike curiosity shining as she bombarded Lizbet with questions about the sights, made my heart swell even more.
She’d said her vision had always been blurry, barely distinguishing colors and light, so yeah, everything must be fascinating.
She kept her black demon eyes hidden by closing them in public, but she could still see fine...
I go blind with my eyes shut, though... Aren’t they the same Demon Eye? Why the difference...?
Anyway, now that I had time, let’s check Klea’s status window.
Name: Neris Klea
Race: Human
Level: 19 (2410 / 4860)
Title: Fallen Bitch Slave Saint Fanatically Worshipping Horse Cock
Age: 27
Bitch Skills: [Lewdness] [Male Scent Addiction] [Horse Semen Addiction] [Submission] [Surrender] [Desire] [Adoration] [Fanaticism] [Merciless]
Bitch Record: [First Kiss: Horse Cock] [First Experience: Horse Cock] [First Anal: Horse Cock] [Fanaticism - Horse Cock]
Slave's Oath: Master is my god♡ God's words are absolute♡ Death to those who defy god♡
Reward of Submission: [Beast's Demon Eye]
!@#$%^&*: 3%
Like Lizbet’s, Klea’s status window had gone all dark and twisted.
Guess that meant she was officially my bitch now.
The bitch skills had maxed out and vanished into higher tiers...
...But Merciless? Fanaticism?
[Fanaticism] – A warped faith directed toward one's master.
[Merciless] – A fearsome bitch with no mercy. She refuses nothing that stains her hands with blood.
[Fanaticism - Horse Cock] – To this bitch, the horse cock has become a god to submit to.
[Beast's Demon Eye] – The beast's eye that sees through everything. Nothing escapes its gaze.
You bastard! My Klea isn’t like that!
Okay, smashing Baul’s balls was a bit scary!
But my bitch Klea is a saint, damn it! A saint!
Fine, it creeped me out a tiny bit!
She was just venting on that disappointing Baul!
Stupid-ass status window!
It did the same with Lizbet—can’t read women at all!
Last time it glitched out weirdly too!
What’s wrong with my bitches, huh!?
“Sigh...”
After venting inwardly at the status window, I sighed and dismissed it.
Tch... doesn’t sit right...
Honestly, even I was a little scared...
...Nah, I’m just pissed because deep down I felt it too.
Tsk... But they’re my bitches...
So pretty and lovable...
Seeing the dark sides I’d ignored laid bare like that feels like it’s insulting my bitches, and it pisses me off.
And why’s her Demon Eye all fancy? Mine’s just “Demon Eye” in two words...
Klea’s got some cool modifier, and seems way better too?
I’m the master... Why does myDemon Eye feel nerfed compared to hers...?
“...Sigh...”
I sighed again and looked at my bitches—they smiled back at me.
They’d been waiting while I checked the status, now turning to face me.
My bitches approached, each hugging one of my arms between their overflowing tits, and spoke in joyful voices.
“Let’s go, Master♡ I can’t wait to get your proof of ownership tattooed on me♡”
“After, let’s celebrate with dinner somewhere nice♡ I asked the knights for recs♡”
...Yeah, whatever. What’s a status window matter?
These beautiful, lovable women are my bitches.
As long as me and my bitches are happy, that’s all that counts.
“Heh. Yeah, let’s go! I’ve got plenty of cash anyway. For the celebration dinner, we’ll party all night!”
“Oh my♡”
“Ahhat♡ Master’s the best~♡”
With my virile body and my lovable bitches.
Yeah. This is happiness.
And this happiness is mine forever.
No one can take it away.
Shaking off the bitterness wrapped in bliss, I walked the capital streets with my bitches.