Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Ways to Acquire New Prisoners (3)
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While Akkamond the Chief Adjutant was off preparing for battle,
I devised a few plans for training Eris, the female knight who hadn't fallen into depravity yet.
'Will simple training be enough?'
I couldn't just go with basic training.
It wouldn't end with turning her into a woman soaked in sex, unable to live without my cock.
I had to corrupt her into a demon.
What would it take to achieve that?
She had to abandon her humanity.
Even if she couldn't fully forsake it, I at least needed to make her work for our Vampire Legion.
"...Ha."
Our Vampire Legion.
'I've become a full demon myself.'
Even as I pondered this, questioning myself, my thoughts were all for the Vampire Legion.
Was it because I anticipated sucking the Vampire Princess's feet and moving on to the next step?
Or because Akkamond the Chief Adjutant was someone I could actually talk to?
'It's because this place treats me well.'
Here, I could fully unleash my abilities.
I could show off what I did best more than anyone else.
Above all, I could live far more luxuriously than when I was hauling luggage under the guise of being an adventurer.
Look.
"Is the food not to your taste?"
"No. It's plenty."
Look at the meal the Succubus Secretary brought before me.
Bread, soup, garnish, and a grilled steak.
Even though it's the Demon King's army, he've prepared a menu fit for humans, considering that I am one.
"The steak is..."
"Drake meat."
That the meat isn't human—where's the problem in that?
A drake is decent quality for a magical beast.
'I'm stuffed.'
This meal was several times more luxurious than anything I ate while working as an adventurer.
Me, who couldn't even set foot in a restaurant serving magical beast meat as the main dish, getting served something like this for 'lunch'?
'Who cares if it's the Demon King's army.'
If this was the place where I could best utilize my talents, where I could live the best, and if I believed the environment would only get better from here, then I'd just have to work even harder.
"Meal's over. Is everything prepared?"
"It's ready and waiting."
"Good."
The Succubus Secretary brought a tray with a meal identical to the one I'd just eaten.
"Then, from now on..."
Sex time.
"Bring Eris."
No, mealtime.
The female knight, Eris.
She felt a whirlwind of emotions upon realizing she had survived.
Humiliation at offering her virginity and begging pathetically for her life.
Guilt for struggling to survive while her comrades died around her.
And amid all that.
"Eut, heut..."
The pleasure from being toyed with wildly on the bed, her fingers unconsciously reaching down there again and again.
It was the moment her common sense as a female knight was shattered.
—Senior Eris. Men are all beasts. Even knights who act like gentlemen shake she's hips like dogs in heat on the bed.
Her junior female knights had occasionally shared stories about their nights with their men.
—When I lost my virginity? Oh man, I thought I was gonna die. They shove in a dry cock without even getting it wet, it doesn't feel that great for me, they cum on their own, and just when I'm starting to like it, they ask 'Was it good?' after it's already over.
What was it?
She'd thought sex was just the process of a man releasing his lust and seeds to leave descendants.
But that wasn't sex.
Lick.
She unconsciously licked her lips with her tongue.
Legs spread wide on the bed, him burying his face in her sensitive parts and ravaging them with his tongue—
"........."
Eris covered her face with her hands.
Her hands were still bound in handcuffs, but that hardly mattered.
She'd never heard of a man licking a woman down there for her sake.
She'd seen cases where men forced women to suck their dicks, but the reverse? Never.
Ah.
She had heard of something like that.
There was a story about a queen from some kingdom who summoned a knight and ordered him to service her, making him lick her pussy to humiliate him.
Right.
That was a symbol of humiliation and submission.
But the trainer—a man on the opposite side—had done it to her?
Why?
"........."
Eris simply couldn't understand.
When she woke, she'd already been moved to a prison cell, but it was different from the others.
A private room.
She couldn't see outside, but there was a bed and even a shower.
It was practically a single room at an inn, not a prison.
"........."
Some information would have been nice.
The moment that thought crossed her mind—
Creeeak.
The door opened.
Eris instinctively rolled over on the bed and assumed a posture.
"Ha."
The succubus who entered smirked at the sight of Eris.
"In heat?"
"Wha...!"
"Your pussy must be itching like crazy."
"Eut...!"
Eris's face flushed at the succubus's insult, but she couldn't deny it.
"You're really lucky. If you'd gotten the previous trainer... that orc, your womb would've burst and you'd be dead right there."
"O-Orc...?!"
"Yeah. So don't even think about trying anything stupid. If you do..."
The succubus mimed slicing her throat with her hand and grinned wickedly.
"It won't end with just your head rolling."
"........."
"Follow me."
The succubus beckoned.
Eris didn't want to, but she stood and followed the succubus down the long corridor.
Step, step.
The succubus said nothing.
Eris scanned her surroundings tensely, but the corridor was just a long, renovated cave.
They said dungeons underground start like ant nests but eventually turn into rectangular passages.
Did that mean this place was a well-developed dungeon?
"Here. Don't try anything funny in front of the trainer."
"........."
The Succubus Secretary opened the firmly shut door.
Slide.
"Ah."
Something—a scent teasing her nose—stimulated Eris.
It was.
"You're here?"
The man who had taken her first time.
And the food placed before him.
Food with a warm glow, incomparable to the scraps of bread tossed to prisoners.
"Come in."
The trainer casually pulled out a chair.
Like how knights treat ladies—or even more refined and elegant.
"Sit."
Who was he telling to sit?
Eris glanced at the succubus, who looked at her with eyes that subtly conveyed envy—
Envy?
The succubus quickly changed her expression, furrowing her brows.
As if annoyed that Eris was the one receiving this special treatment, her eyes urging her to get on with it.
"Eris."
"........."
"Sit. Don't make me say it twice."
"........."
Eris slowly sat in the chair.
It wasn't lavish enough to compare to a noble's banquet, but it was worlds apart from the dry, withered bread she'd eaten in prison these past few days.
"Eat up."
"........."
What if.
Maybe it was possible.
"...With my hands like this, how am I supposed to eat?"
Eris held up her handcuffs.
For a moment, the trainer scowled, making Eris think she'd touched a nerve—
"Ah, right. You can't even properly hold a knife and fork like that."
As if struck by a fun idea, the trainer slowly approached her side and pulled his chair close.
"Wh-what...?!"
"I'll feed you."
"?!!"
The trainer wiped his hands with a napkin, tore off a suitable piece of bread, and held it to Eris's mouth.
"Ahh—ahh."
"........."
What in the world was this?
The thought flashed through Eris's mind for an instant.
What if this man was going to—
"Eris Albathea."
"......!!"
"The lady of the Albathea Count family, right?"
"........."
Ah.
So that's it.
"...What are you planning to do with my family?"
Her pounding heart sank coldly.
No, she forced it to sink.
"What am I planning to do with your family."
But.
"I'm just trying to have a conversation."
The warmth of the bread touching her lips was like it had just come out of the oven.
"........."
"You don't need to move your hands. I'll feed you. Once the meal's done, we can sip some tea and chat leisurely?"
"........."
He cuts with the knife.
Not noble etiquette, but the trainer sliced the tough meat with elegant hand movements.
With fairly large scissors, not even a knife.
"......Is that a demon way?"
"My own way."
She couldn't fathom cutting meat with scissors instead of a knife, but the trainer snipped the tough meat into bite-sized pieces.
"Here."
The trainer speared the meat with a fork and offered it.
"Ahh—ahh."
"........."
Eris had no choice but to open her mouth.
'Phew. Good thing I tested cutting it beforehand.'
Drake meat didn't cut well with a knife.
But I couldn't show myself fumbling with a knife in front of a noble lady, so I asked the Succubus Secretary for some clean scissors.
Western cultures don't commonly use scissors for food either.
But it was familiar to me.
It had been over twenty years since my reincarnation, but the technique of grilling and slicing pork belly to the perfect size for my girlfriend at a barbecue joint was still etched in my muscles.
'That bitch never once thought to grill it herself, just pigged out.'
Later, when we went to a place where they grill the meat for you, she started chatting up the handsome male part-timer.
'Whatever. No point dwelling on the past.'
Forget the past.
I'm Azazel, the Demon King's trainer.
"Eris Albathea."
I hadn't known she was a noble during her first training session.
Why?
'Because I really didn't know.'
I knew she was a knight, but how could I tell if she was commoner or noble?
She wasn't from a noble house's knight order; she was an adventurer knight in the dungeon, so I naturally assumed she was just a knight desperate for quick cash.
"You knew I was from the Albathea Count family?"
Maybe because she'd eaten her fill without lifting a finger.
"Why do you think that?"
Eris answered my question straightforwardly.
Even though she responded with a question, the fact that she didn't clamp her mouth shut was progress enough.
"Did you think hiding your identity would keep it from coming out?"
"........."
Eris had hidden that she was a noble.
Yet, the reason I learned she was a noble right now.
"I found out through Gilbert Baron's family. Heh heh heh."
"......!!"
One thing.
The one thing I hadn't anticipated.
"While you were eating, there was a battle with the investigation team dispatched from Gilbert Baron's territory."
Our Akkamond Chief Adjutant sir.
"The captured investigators sold you out. Jake Gilbert talked about your engagement, which made me wonder, then I realized you were he's top priority to rescue."
"......!"
He was highly—no, extremely capable.
'No way he'd already wiped out their vanguard while I was eating.'
During the meal.
The dungeon had opened, and the vanguard from Gilbert Baron's territory was annihilated.
"Now."
I spread my hands wide.
"Should I treat you as Lady Eris Albathea of the Albathea Count, or as the female knight Eris?"
"........."
I grabbed each of Eris's handcuffed hands.
Eris tried to pull away, but the mana cuffs prevented her from freeing her completely.
"Eris Albathea."
I gripped her hands tightly and brought my face close.
"Let's make a deal."
"A... deal?"
"Yeah. A very simple one."
I leaned toward Eris's face and whispered into her ear.
The moment I whispered.
Eris's pupils dilated wide, beginning to tremble.