Chapter 45
Chapter 45
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: I'll Make Sure You Know Who Owns the Training Room (2)
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"Enough already. If we keep this up, those guys beyond the wall over there—shaking their dicks in front of it—will hear everything."
The fight had heated up, and I finally stepped in to mediate, using the excuse that her screams would reach the men on the other side of the wall.
"Secretary. Put restraints on Maria again and send her back to solitary."
"Yes, Trainer."
It was less mediation and more a one-sided order.
"Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!!"
Maria was dragged off to solitary, still protesting that she was innocent, that it was all slander, and that she wasn't having an affair.
"......."
With her target for venting gone, Gentia stood there panting, her eyes still bloodshot with rage.
It wasn't the flush from aphrodisiacs or alcohol—this was pure, visible fury, the kind where anyone could tell her blood pressure was through the roof.
"Gentia."
I retrieved my dick from Eris, fixed my clothes properly, and stood before her at a slight distance.
"Do you trust me?"
"What?"
"I'm asking if you trust me, even in a situation like this."
Lilith tilted her head at my question.
Eris watched me carefully, while Gentia gaped blankly for a moment before furrowing her brow.
"No way...."
"You didn't take what I said at face value, did you?"
Gentia's eyes widened as if I'd smacked the back of her head.
"D-Did you... trick me?!"
"I don't even know if I did or not."
"What?! What kind of wordplay is this...!"
"If your husband really cheated, then it's true. If not, then I was just speculating."
"......!!"
I knelt down to meet Gentia's gaze, then pressed a finger to my lips and smiled.
"Until your husband says it himself, even I don't know if it's real or not."
"Th-That's...."
"Doesn't that make you think? If what Maria said is true. If she really is innocent. If there's no affair, and yet she's being labeled a homewrecker in a life-or-death crisis like this."
"......."
Caution toward me rekindled in Gentia's eyes.
Up until now, she'd treated my words as absolute truth.
And I'd presented them that way.
But now that trust was wavering.
Shaken by me—the very foundation of that trust.
"But there's one thing we know for sure."
"Wh-What are you trying to say? No, what are you trying to say...?"
Gentia on guard.
Gentia suspicious.
Teetering between distrust and trust, she couldn't even decide if her attitude toward me was hostile or not.
"What else."
I pointed to hole number two.
"Your husband didn't choose you."
"......!!"
"Did he order his men to fuck you? Who knows. Did his men avoid Maria on their own initiative? That, I don't know either."
"S-Stop."
"Did your sharp husband, Kite, figure everything out, give his men secret orders, and only fuck Maria himself? Was he okay with becoming brothers-in-cunt with the previous guys on one side, but not the other?"
"Stop... it!!"
"To stop, we have to confirm the truth eventually."
The truth.
That single word driving Gentia mad.
"Want to know?"
"Know what?"
"What the truth is."
"......."
"We'll reveal the truth more clearly and starkly. Humans feel things better through actions and emotions than words, don't they?"
I personally unlocked the restraints holding Gentia to the chair.
Her wrists still had the mana-control cuffs on, but she slowly rose from the chair and put some distance between us.
"It's time to reveal the real 'truth' in this battle of truths."
Whether it was the truth she wanted or a cruel one she didn't—it remained to be seen.
"H-How do you plan to find out?"
"Simple."
It was ridiculously simple.
"Just shatter the anonymity."
If they'd been playing games within the fence I'd built, all I had to do was tear it down myself.
"Secretary."
"Yes, Trainer."
"Clean Gentia up and dress her in new clothes. Cover her face and identity with a robe—like a demon spectator hiding their features."
"A spectator... you say?"
"Yeah. Something like this."
To help Lilith understand better, I struck an elegant pose and bowed gracefully to Gentia.
"Would you like to inspect this 'merchandise,' milady?"
"......."
At first, Gentia scanned me up and down, clearly confused about what I was doing.
"Their cocks are quite impressive. Perfect for your amusement, so name the one you want, and I'll have it nicely packaged and sent to your 'salon.'"
"What are you even...?"
"Ah, too into it?"
I'd just wanted to convey the vibe, but Gentia seemed too stressed to get it.
"Secretary. You get the idea?"
"You mean disguising Gentia as a noblewoman buying a sex slave from a slaver?"
"Exactly."
* * *
Morning.
I leisurely greeted the morning in the training room.
"......."
Natalie—the supply succubus whose virginity I'd taken—tasted each dish first to check for poison.
I waited for her confirmation before starting to eat relaxedly, but—
"Secretary. Something you want to say?"
"Aren't you twisting the situation too much?"
My female secretary, Lilith, shoved a densely packed report in my face.
"I don't know how to even report this."
"You're supposed to report after it's all done, right?"
"I need to compile it bit by bit to submit reports quickly and assist you properly."
The report divided the prisoners into four categories.
Kite. Gentia. Maria. The subordinates.
Arrows pointing between them had been erased, new content added, all tangled in complexity.
"...You're not going to say one of the subordinates was secretly dating Maria too, are you?"
"Even if that were true, it wouldn't affect corrupting Gentia."
I flipped past the report and wrote "Gentia" on a fresh sheet.
"No need to overthink. What matters is what Gentia accepts as 'the truth.'"
"What the truth is...?"
"It's a matter of perception."
"Perception...."
"Some humans know damn well their partner is cheating but pretend not to, for other reasons."
There are plenty of such couples in reality.
For social reputation, the kids, or because they've been gaslit into thinking it's their own fault.
"No need to ask Gentia if she ever suspected something before. She'll recall it herself and think that way."
"That's...."
"Right. It's her bias. She's already viewing her husband through tinted lenses, assuming he cheated."
"......."
A distortion of the truth.
"Yeah. I said I was telling the truth, but it was just my opinion."
"Not fact...."
"A situation where I believe it's true."
"......."
"Want a clearer answer?"
Lilith nodded curtly.
Even Natalie, standing quietly, perked up her ears.
"Fine. Here's the truth: I told Gentia the facts, but also said my words might be lies."
"So it really is an affair?"
"Yep."
"Then why tell Gentia...?"
"Because my goal is to turn Gentia into a 'vampire'—a full member of the Demon King's army."
She needs faith and trust.
"Not just despairing into suicide or ripping all humans apart, but becoming a vampire by my side, working out of belief."
"Uh...."
Natalie raised her hand.
"You mean make her doubt herself, then realize that doubt was actually consideration and a clearer truth?"
"Close enough. Humans can't help but think of negations."
Like telling them not to think of an elephant—they can't help it.
"'My husband didn't cheat. The Trainer lied.' The more she repeats that...."
"'Maybe he did?'"
"Exactly. She's probably been racking her brain all night in agony. When she learns the truth, her faith in me solidifies. She accepts the bet as total defeat."
The truth is singular.
"It's an affair."
I could state it definitively.
"I might not know everything else, but I can spot bitches who cheat and brazenly deny it."
I saw that telltale nuance in Maria—unique to certain women.
—Ah, fuck! I didn't go to the club!! Don't you trust me, oppa?! Is our trust this weak?!
I confirmed the truth from Maria's indignant expression and voice at hole number two—no one else.
"The more brazen they are, the harder they cling to denial."
Who's more vicious: the clueless Gentia getting cheated on, or Maria the mistress and dungeon wife?
"Well, could just be what I want to believe. Heh."
"...What's the probability?"
"99.99%?"
"But...."
Lilith tilted her head with a serious expression.
"According to the guards' reports of what the soldiers said among themselves...."
"That's the trap."
I pretended to cover my ears.
"Those bastards know we're listening to everything and threw up a smokescreen."
"......Pardon?"
"Specifically, they were trying to fool me—the human trainer—and protect Maria at all costs...."
By acting like there was infighting among the humans.
"If they made a public cunt, they should've gone all-in as brothers-in-cunt to the end. Heh. Know what Kite's mistake was?"
"What?"
Day two.
"He made his men cum inside one cunt in a row, but stuck his dick in his girlfriend's fresh pussy."
All the way to day three.
He never touched the rag cunt the others had fucked.
"Maybe on day one he tried to be the sweet husband, but after seeing his men creampie his wife's pussy, he wrote her off as a rag."
Day one.
"From the moment Gentia became a cumrag for his men, he decided to use her as one while protecting Maria. Abandoning Gentia, deceiving me, steering things to his advantage."
In that limited situation, he really gave his all to fool the Demon King's army.
"If he'd known his wife was getting fucked and still cried while choosing her pussy, I'd have thought he was some pure-love loser idiot getting cucked by his own men, let alone no affair."
"Even after his wife got gangbanged by his men, he still loves her...."
"Kuhk, my dear! I'll scoop out those other bastards' cum with my cock! Forgive me! If he'd acted like that man, I'd have bought it."
Pretending to thrust into the cumrag his men had gangbanged in a row and scrape out the creampies—at least that would've fooled me.
"But oh well."
Futile effort.
"Now, whose rag will it be?"
Day four.
"Call all seven men to the wall-pussy room. And...."
I folded the index finger on my outstretched three-fingered hand.
"Number two—no, now there are only two choices."
Gentia's pussy was gone.
"Stuff the mistress Maria into the first hole—where will the men stick it? Their boss's girlfriend's pussy? Or...."
I reached out to Lilith.
"......The priestess?"
Lilith answered.
"Correct."
Behind hole number three is Dalia.