Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: EP 3. Yuta - Succubus Submission Brainwashing
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“Ugh…?”
Sera slowly opened her eyes.
Was it because she'd overused her magic power? Her body still felt heavy.
The ceiling was familiar.
A nostalgic sight.
How could she forget it? She'd lived here for over fifteen years since being taken in as a girl.
It was the church.
A place of memories, once the only spot where she could let her guard down, but now corrupted by some unknown evil, filled only with fear and suspicion.
Sera looked around. It seemed to be the church's infirmary. She'd been here a few times, so the layout was familiar enough to recognize right away.
“Feeling a bit better?”
When she turned, a beautiful woman was sitting on a chair next to the bed.
A nun who felt both familiar and strangely off.
Sera asked, half-disbelieving.
“Lia…?”
“Who else would it be?”
Lia smiled softly in response.
But she was somehow markedly different from the Lia in her memories.
The atmosphere, perhaps—like a completely different person.
“Since we're in the church, I changed into a nun's habit. Don't get the wrong idea. I'm definitely not wearing it because I like it.”
Lia spoke as if embarrassed by her own outfit.
“That outfit… Does that mean the spell that got cast on you hasn't worn off…?”
Sera asked worriedly.
Lia nodded with a stiff expression.
“Yur—no, Yuria got away. As expected of a powerful succubus created by the God of Chaos. She's a tough opponent. I should have finished her off properly when I had the chance. It's my fault.”
Lia bit her lip, looking ashamed.
“No. It's not your fault. I think you did amazingly well just pushing her that far.”
“Thank you, Sera.”
Lia smiled warmly.
Seeing that face made Sera's cheeks flush.
“Oh? Your face is red. You don't have a fever, do you?”
“N-no.”
“Still, let me check.”
Lia leaned forward slightly, bringing her face right up to Sera's on the bed. She reached out and placed her hand on Sera's forehead.
Through the loosely draped nun's habit, a pink nipple was blatantly visible. And it stood erect.
“L-Lia, your…”
“Hmm… No fever… Then why is your face so red~?”
Lia drew even closer until she slipped off the chair and tumbled onto the bed.
“Ow, sorry, Sera. I slipped off the chair.”
“It's fine. But your breasts…”
“My breasts? Oh.”
The momentum of the fall had caused the precarious fabric to slip down, fully exposing her nipple.
“You didn't… see, right?”
Lia asked, blushing shyly.
“N-no… I mean, I saw a little, but… I'll forget it.”
“Actually… it's okay if it's you who sees, Sera.”
Lia murmured like a confession.
“What… does that mean…?”
“You know exactly what.”
Lia chided her playfully, then climbed onto the blanket, hovering face-to-face with Sera.
“Truth is… from the first time I saw you… I've always… felt this way?”
“Wh-what…?”
Instead of an answer came a kiss.
Sera's eyes widened in shock.
Having spent most of her childhood in the church among nuns, Sera's views on sexuality were very strict. Yet, at the same time, her barriers to same-sex attraction were low.
All around her were women. The people she respected or liked were women too.
So Lia's advances made her heart race while stirring unease.
But for some reason.
Those feelings faded as she gazed into Lia's deep, warm eyes.
[Hypnosis: Succubus's Temptation]
Target: Sera resisted Lia's [Hypnosis: Succubus's Temptation].
[Hypnosis: Succubus's Temptation] has no effect.
“Mmph?!”
But Sera sensed something off about those emotions and instinctively pushed Lia away.
Lia clicked her tongue in annoyance.
“S-sure enough, something's wrong. You're not like this, Lia.”
Sera said, picking up on the incongruity.
“You do have annoyingly high mental fortitude. No wonder it pissed off Lady Yur.”
“Lady Yur…?”
“This is no fun. I was planning to toy with you slowly. Guess I have no choice now.”
Lia's form began to change.
Darkness gathered around her head and hips, soon forming into a tail and horns.
The nun's habit vanished, revealing a beautiful yet lewd naked body.
“S-succubus?!”
“That's right. I am the high succubus Yuria, vessel to the great high succubus and sixth apostle of the God of Chaos, Lady Yur.”
The dark aura emanating from Lia felt somewhat familiar.
It was the ominous, wicked energy from that succubus.
“So you were disguising yourself after all…! What did you do to Lia?!”
“What nonsense. She's right in front of you.”
“What…?”
The succubus giggled mockingly.
“Still don't get it? Idiot. This body holding Lady Yur is that foolish human who dared defy her without knowing her place. Her arrogance will be paid for eternally by serving Lady Yur.”
“No way… Does that mean Lia… is dead…?”
“No. That foolish girl is still alive in a corner of our ritual, perfectly intact. And she's willingly obeying of her own volition. Want proof?”
Lia bowed her head and shuddered.
“Ah…♥ Calling me so suddenly…♥”
Lia muttered softly.
“Lia…?”
Sera said in disbelief.
“H-hi, Sera. L-long time no see. Or… not really? Hehe… Time feels weird in here…”
“What happened…?”
“Well, you see…”
As Lia hesitated, her tail flicked up and smacked her ass hard.
“Hahk! S-sorry! I'll obey! I'll tell everything!”
Lia trembled, apologized, then grabbed Sera's hand with an unreadable expression—smiling or crying?—and spoke.
“Sorry, Sera♥ I've lost all interest in this city or your problems…♥ Lady Yur loves me so much…♥ I only live for her now…♥”
Lia panted like a bitch in heat, fidgeting restlessly.
“Snap out of it, Lia… Snap out of it! You're our only hope!”
Overcome with despair, Sera grabbed Lia's shoulders and shook her.
“Hope…?”
Lia murmured thoughtfully.
“Why say it like you're shoving responsibility onto me? You did nothing. Just got in the way…”
“What…?”
“If you'd done something, this wouldn't have happened. Lena just dragged her feet, you only know heals. Three party members, but I'm fighting alone? What kind of party is that?”
Lia continued accusingly, her face serious.
“That's…”
Sera couldn't respond.
Meanwhile, the tail slithered between Lia's legs and plunged straight into her pussy.
Then it pistoned in and out like fucking her, roughly violating her hole.
“Heek♥ But it's fine♥ Thanks to you, I could become one with Lady Yur♥ Grateful to you, Sera… to Lena too…♥ If you weren't useless…♥ I almost killed Lady Yur…! Thank you♥ Thank you, Sera…♥ For being useless♥ So I could help Lady Yur destroy humanity…♥ Feels so good♥ Haaang♥”
Lia clung to Sera's shoulders, drooling and squirting fluids as she moaned, then arched her back and climaxed, head thrown back.
Sera froze in shock, staring blankly, unable to do anything.
“…Get it now?”
The voice tone changed.
Sera knew immediately.
The nightmare entity had reclaimed Lia.
But strangely, it brought relief.
In the end, there was no hope.
“The girl you trusted long ago surrendered to pleasure and now serves Lady Yur. Entirely of her own will.”
“Pleasure…”
Sera swallowed hard.
As if reading her inner conflict perfectly.
“Come here, Sera. Everyone's waiting.”
Embracing Sera.
That voice was definitely Lia's.
Vibrant and righteous.
Reassuring.
Sera couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears in Lia's arms.
“I don't know anymore. I don't want to be scared or alone. I want to stay together.”
She knew nothing would change.
It might even lead to the worst outcome.
But she couldn't endure it any longer.
“It's okay. You tried hard for a human.”
Yuria whispered, stroking Sera's head.
Not long after the incident at the Pantheon quietly resolved.
The church was quite bustling.
It was because the Minor Holy Festival was approaching.
“Minor Holy Festival?”
Lia tilted her head during breakfast.
“Yeah. You've only been here a short time, so you wouldn't know. The Minor Holy Festival commemorates the day Yuta accepted the Holy Church long ago. We hold events for it.”
Sera explained, waving her spoon.
“I've heard of it. They say it's pretty grand, almost rivaling the main Holy Festival.”
Lena mumbled beside Lia, spoon in mouth.
“That explains why everyone looks so busy. Is there anything I can help with?”
Lia asked.
“Probably not. You've both just joined, so just observe and learn.”
Sera said.
Lia and Lena had recently become novice nuns at the church.
An existing nun had vanished mysteriously, leaving a vacancy.
—But that was merely the surface excuse.
It was to successfully wrap up a long-prepared plan.
The conversation here was just a scripted play.
Rehearsal to align their stories.
Precaution against any eavesdroppers.
To outsiders, it sounded like normal chatter, but the reality was bizarre.
Lena and Sera were drenched in semen, their privates fully exposed in their outfits.
To them, this was perfectly natural.
They served the goddess of abundance, life, endless creampie pussies, and lewdness, whom Yuta had enshrined long ago.
Sera once fled the church thinking it strange, but now, with her newfound “fervor,” it was just an embarrassing past of weak faith.
She hadn't realized then what every woman should: always crave and worship cock deep in her heart.
Now, with a true nun's mindset, she joyfully strolled the church grounds each morning, serving men's cocks with her mouth-pussy, tit-pussy, ass-pussy, and pussy, receiving generous offerings of semen.
Today, she'd run into Lena and toured inns, filling up on cum.
“But if you really want to help—”
“That's enough. Shut up now.”
Lia—no, Yuria—cut Sera off.
Sera replied “Yes” with her usual innocent smile and fell silent.
“Lena.”
Yuria called Lena in a suddenly authoritative tone.
“Yes, Lady Yuria.”
Lena shifted from friendly chatter to formal deference.
Like the other nuns here, Sera and Lena were constantly manipulated by [Unique Authority: Obedience].
[Unique Authority: Obedience]
[Unique Authority: Obedience] was no mere hypnosis or brainwashing spell.
It was a transcendent technique mimicking a god's power, however shallowly.
Like binding and controlling the target with billions of finely woven threads.
These threads affected body and mind, intricately influencing flesh and soul while preserving the self's framework, allowing arbitrary imposition of will.
Thus, it could force [Heretic Inquisitor Lena], [Yuria's Slave Lena], or [Yuta's Nun Lena] as needed.
Or cleverly blend them into [Heretic Inquisitor and Yuria's Slave Lena], like now.
“Any word from the Saintess?”
The Saintess was the one who'd tasked Lena with investigating the southwestern conspiracy. Called the Golden Seer, she was the greatest threat to Yuria's true body, the high succubus Yur.
The biggest obstacle to the God of Chaos's return—
“She seems puzzled by my stay in Yuta but not overly suspicious.”
“Good. No interference from the church.”
“But she'll catch on soon.”
“Doesn't matter. We'll leave right after finishing here. By the time they arrive, nothing will remain.”
Yuria turned to Sera.
“Festival prep going well?”
“Mmm. Mmmhmm.”
“Answer properly, idiot.”
“Yes, Lady Yuria♥ Preparations are proceeding flawlessly♥”
“Good. I'm looking forward to it. Heh heh heh heh♥”
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