Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: From Now On, I Will Train You (4)
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Childbirth was inevitable.
But for it to end after just one birth meant exposing every single one of her misdeeds.
Revealing the truth.
Exposing who was behind the assassination attempt while simultaneously betraying that very person.
Or choosing loyalty to the shadowy figure who had ordered the hit without coming forward?
'Either way, it works in my favor.'
If it was the former, whether an internal or external enemy, they'd be eliminated.
If the latter, at least the assassin wouldn't carelessly try to kill the Trainer again.
A simple choice between two options.
The decision was Casey's to make.
"Y-Yes... Nngh... Hnngh...?!"
"Looks like you'll need to decide a bit faster. The slime inside her seems about ready to split on its own."
The slime churned wildly in her belly.
Her abdomen swelled up in an instant, ballooning to the size of a pregnant woman's.
"Ah... Aaah... Aaaahh!!"
Her belly stretched open, the skin feeling like it was tearing apart—a pain that should have been excruciating, yet even that agony twisted into pleasure. She couldn't possibly be in her right mind.
'Did I mess up?'
What if she wanted to keep feeling this pleasure forever?
Normally, under torture, victims confessed to make the pain stop. But here, if the pleasure kept going, she might just bliss out endlessly, perfectly content.
'Turning her into a real slime mass-production factory.'
If that's how it played out—
'Guess I'll watch for now.'
The grand debut of her first birth.
"Oh... Hnngh... Ah... Eugh... My belly... My b-belly...!!"
Drool spilled from her mouth in thick strands.
Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her cheeks, her limbs flailing wildly toward the sky.
"Ah... Aah... I-I can't... It can't come out...!"
A faint sound trickled from deep within her abdomen, like something slowly emerging.
Her pussy twitched repeatedly, and Casey threw her head back hard.
Squelch.
Her pussy parted wide to the sides as a chunk of pale pink slime thrust out from her body.
Much larger than a baseball, the slime forced her entrance open wide as it emerged. Its color was a shade lighter than the one still inside her.
"Secretary."
"Yes, Trainer."
"This one's freshly born, right?"
"It... seems so."
The pale pink slime that had crawled from her pussy precariously perched atop Casey's lower abdomen.
As if it already knew it would plop right off if it stayed still despite being newborn, its form was smaller than the original but promised future growth.
"Haa... Haa... Aaaah..."
Casey craned her neck to look at the slime.
"Can you see it? The slime you gave birth to yourself."
"Ah... Nngh... Nnngh..."
"If you don't answer, this is your fate—birthing slimes for the rest of your life."
"Th-That...!"
Did she still have enough reason left to hold out?
Or had the sheer shock of birthing a slime temporarily broken her mind?
"Secretary. How do succubi reproduce?"
"Like other races. They get pregnant and give birth."
"Ever heard of one birthing a slime?"
"No."
The female secretary Lilith sneered mockingly at Casey as she replied.
"This story spreading around would be quite the spectacle. A succubus living her life popping out slimes."
"N-No... Don't!!"
Casey cried out in desperation.
"I-I... Ohnngh...?!"
Her belly writhed again.
It had deflated after swelling once, but not even a few minutes later, it began inflating right back up.
"Looks like a succubus womb is the perfect environment for slime division."
Not even seconds had passed, and the second laying was already beginning.
To be precise, it wasn't quite laying eggs so much as the slime inside her asexually reproducing and expelling offspring—
'But spawn play isn't about actually laying real eggs, right?'
The point was pulling something egg-sized out from inside.
And while there were demon races in this world that laid eggs, even those who birthed live young didn't experience spawning like this.
Especially not with slimes.
"Not gonna answer? Who prepared that wine? Why try to kill the Trainer?"
"Gh... Nngh... Nnngh...!"
I scanned Casey.
Her eyes darted side to side, flicking between Lilith and Natalie for a split second before her face flushed deep with shame.
"You."
Probably.
"If your recon unit buddies saw you like this, they'd be thrilled."
"!!"
I didn't know if it was her personal kink or not, but Casey clearly found her current state utterly humiliating and degrading.
"You prepped deadly poison to assassinate the Trainer, failed, and now you've devolved into endlessly birthing slimes."
"Th-That's...!"
"From now on, you just birth slimes until you die."
I zeroed in on the recon unit angle.
She must have taken pride in her work there.
"No need to think. No need to voice opinions. You're nothing but a machine that pumps out slimes day after day."
"Ah... Aah..."
A woman who'd carved out her own identity and flaunted her skills in the Demon King's Vampire Legion had screwed up once and was doomed to carry slimes in her belly until her dying breath.
"It doesn't matter what feats you've pulled off in the recon unit so far. Who put you up to the assassination plot or why you targeted me—none of it matters anymore."
I aimed my fist at her swollen belly.
"But if, despite all this, you still have thoughts of scheming with your recon unit or spying..."
"Ah... Aaaah...!"
"You'd better answer nicely."
Thud.
"Eeeeek?!?!"
I gave her belly a light tap with my fist.
Like a casual greeting punch, but it was enough to plant a seed of fear in Casey.
Right now.
Her second laying was underway.
Becoming a slime broodmother, endlessly spawning them—it was no ordinary experience, but the real problem was that it could keep going indefinitely.
'Or maybe it'll end after just a few rounds.'
If she felt humiliated by the slime spawning and birthing, stopping it would be the way to train her.
"You... enjoying this right now?"
"N-Nooo...!"
"You look thrilled to be birthing slimes."
"Nngh...!"
If she was finding joy and pleasure in the slime spawning instead, then giving her that pleasure and yanking it away was another option.
"I wasn't planning to make you happy, though."
I picked up the wine bottle.
Everyone flinched as I casually grabbed the poisoned bottle, but I didn't drink it—instead, I tilted the neck ever so slightly.
"Ah... Aaaah...!!"
Utter terror flashed in Casey's eyes.
The long neck of the wine bottle tilted slowly, its contents sloshing inside, and her eyes trembled violently.
"Y-You... Wh-What are you...!"
"I've heard some human whores drink booze through their pussies."
A lie.
Even the Gangnam tent-pro sisters wouldn't do that.
This world was the same.
'Whether it actually exists doesn't matter.'
What mattered was whether the threat worked right now.
"This is the booze you prepared. Drink it straight from your pussy."
"S-Stop!! If you shove that in there...!!"
"No big deal, right? If you'd prepped normal booze, it'd just be a drink."
I lightly cupped the neck with my hand, positioned my hand against her pussy, and steadied the bottle's base with my palm.
"Even if the slime dies, you've already birthed two. And if booze floods your pussy and melts something, it doesn't seem like a huge issue."
"Wh-What...?"
"If you're not spilling the mastermind after all this, what's the point of more training?"
Slosh, slosh.
I gently shook the bottle's base, letting the liquid sound echo.
"Just die. Yeah. You stayed loyal to your master to the end. We'll figure out the rest through investigation."
The moment I nudged the neck toward her pussy.
"W-Wait!!"
Casey shouted.
"Th-That’s..."
"That’s what?"
I kept the neck in place and stared her down silently.
"What, scared to rat out the assassin to Master? Worried about backlash?"
I pulled the bottle away and stood up.
"Someone worth fearing that much ordered the Trainer's death?"
"Ugh... Nngh..."
"Hmm. Spill it now, and I won't pour this inside you."
I faced Casey with a smile.
"Tell me. Who'd you have in mind?"
"......"
The Vampire Princess watched the training unfold in the training room via magic, swallowing hard.
"......"
There was nothing wrong with the Trainer's methods.
In fact, compared to past trainers, it was downright lenient.
Pummeling faces with fists, choking necks, lashing with whips—that was the violence they'd inflicted so far.
Even rape had just been mindless thrusting.
The Trainer hadn't even shoved his dick into Casey.
Just one slime.
A weak little thing adventurers could slice apart effortlessly, one whose venom—unlike other kinds—was an aphrodisiac.
And yet, using just that aphrodisiac slime, he'd multiplied it inside her and forced the intel out.
"......"
Her head throbbed.
Another legion secretly contacting non-vampire soldiers in the Vampire Legion to turn them into spies—that alone was headache-inducing.
And trying to sabotage the training of all things? It clearly screamed interference from another legion aiming to ruin the Vampire Legion's grand plans.
Important as that was.
"......A pregnancy factory."
The Vampire Princess latched onto something else.
"He can really turn trained women into mass-production factories for demon troops...?"
Gulp.
"If that's true..."
The Vampire Princess tilted her head upward.
"Using far more troops than now..."
The ceiling.
"Ha."
The sky beyond it.
"In the end, summoning the ancient Demon God's power is all about reaching that place."
The Vampire Princess reached toward the sky and clenched her fist.
"A ray of light has dawned on my path to domination."