#6 Stonevic City and the Dark Intruder (Renoa City Lord - Hypnotic Undressing) (2)

I want to save them. This land is still teeming with the threat of ruin. Someday, everyone here will meet tragedy at the hands of the King of Ruin who will descend upon it.

I'm just an utterly ordinary, kind-hearted, gentle everyman with simple sensibilities. So I want to save them all. Not just Noa the holy knight who came to my doorstep and her scouting party comrades. But also the people and heroes of the nations beyond this forest that I haven't met yet.

Renoa the city lord had received good news for the first time in a while. It was word that the church scouting party dispatched to reconnoiter the Bewitching Forest was safe.

"We've come to pay our respects, City Lord Renoa."

The one greeting her here in the city hall was Reisi, vice officer of the scouting party. The other scouts weren't with her. Apparently, they were still continuing their search on the forest side. It seemed the strengthened monsters were making the exploration difficult.

Aaahhh~~! Thank goodness, thank goodness...!

Whatever the case, it was a relief that they were safe. Things could have gotten complicated in all sorts of ways otherwise. Renoa the city lord sincerely hoped they'd finish their scouting safely and return home without incident.

Deep down, she also wished they'd handle the Bewitching Forest monsters somehow on their own. They couldn't wipe them all out, but maybe thin the numbers a bit? She hoped so. They were holy warriors, after all. If they showed a little spirit of service...

...Yeah, probably too much to ask. Considering the nature of the Holy Light Kingdom Berea and the goddess church, it was a pipe dream. Fine, whatever. As long as they didn't cause trouble and just left peacefully, that was enough.

After all, she wanted to maintain friendly relations with Holy Light Kingdom Berea going forward—and grovel at their feet if needed. If the kingdom turned unfriendly toward them, their nation would be swallowed whole by the greedy empire next door in an instant. The weak were always downtrodden, wherever they went.

That aside...

She now knew about the holy knight and her scouting party companions. But who was the person next to her? Their face was hidden deep under a hood. At first, when they entered the reception room together, she'd thought it was another holy knight, but no. Maybe another scout? But then why bring them to a meeting with the city lord?

More importantly, even with Reisi's endorsement, letting such a suspicious figure into city hall—what were the guards doing? Had they gotten too lax because she'd been lenient? She might need to round them up and give them a stern talking-to later.

With a puzzled glance requesting an introduction, the stranger finally lowered their hood.

Srrek—

"...Huh...?"

The hood fell away, revealing golden eyes—and long, pointed ears. Renoa the half-elf city lord had long ears herself. But anyone who knew their ears could spot the difference. The visitor's ears were unmistakably those of a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠demon, not the long-lived elves.

Why was a demon here? Well, it wasn't unheard of to encounter demons. Their Heterorace Union accepted demons broadly. Not all demons were bad—she knew that. And if church soldiers who typically ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hated demons were traveling with her so casually, there had to be a reason.

About two seconds after that thought, Renoa the city lord kept her expression neutral—not too surprised, not overly smiling or stiff—and silently demanded an explanation from Reisi.

The demon—Lete—answered instead.

"Impressive. More capable than expected. If you'd caused a pointless fuss, I wouldn't have known what I'd do."

"...Huh? What do you mean? Vice Officer Reisi? Is this person really oka—"

"No need to ask her. Just talk to me."

With that, Lete's eyes glowed red.

Renoa felt an ominous premonition and tried to call for someone outside. But I can't make a sound...?!

Her mouth, body, and eyes turned to stone—they wouldn't move. Not even a blink. All she could do was stare at Lete and breathe.

"Master Gaon said to take it slow, but I judged there's no need to drag it out."

"Thus, Master Gaon's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠decree: —You will all become Master Gaon's."

"You" didn't just mean Renoa the city lord here or the people in city hall—it meant the entire city of Stonevic. The city of Stonevic rightfully belonged to Gaon, the Salvation King. They must offer all their lives, futures, and emotions, enthroning Gaon as king and swearing absolute loyalty.

The moment Lete proclaimed the decree, Renoa—still entranced by the Hypnosis Eyes skill—could only wait helplessly for her fate, unable to move.

Soon, the dice rolled far away revealed its result.

......?

Renoa came to her senses. She was still in the city hall meeting room. Before her sat Reisi of the church and the demon who'd introduced herself as Lete.

What...? What just happened...?

She didn't know exactly, but she'd apparently zoned out for a bit. It felt like her memory had snapped off mid-conversation. Confused about what happened or why, Reisi asked if she was alright.

Renoa apologized, feeling embarrassed. "Sorry. I've been pulling all-nighters lately, so I'm not in the best shape."

"That happens. You must be really busy. Mind if I ask what's going on?"

Renoa hesitated at Reisi's question. Even if they were in a position to grovel, spilling city affairs to a foreigner—let alone a mere soldier, not even a holy knight—wasn't a good look. Her attitude in asking was rude to begin with.

Still, as a dignified city lord, Renoa tried to brush it off politely, but—

"Answer her."

"Ah... Yes."

With Lete's command from beside her, such thoughts vanished. If they were curious, she had to tell them everything. After all, this city would soon belong to—the king.

And so the meeting between Vice Officer Reisi, City Lord Renoa, and Lete continued for a while longer.

"By the way, your tits are huge."

Huh? Renoa the city lord thought. They seemed to be discussing the city's situation just moments ago. The crises facing Stonevic now, what the problems were, the kinds of pleas coming in, and why those issues weren't being resolved properly. Then the city's structure, military strength, finances—detailed internal affairs she absolutely shouldn't reveal to outsiders.

...Or something like that.

—I don't really get all that.

—Tell me something more fun.

After listening for a while, Lete said that, and suddenly the topic shifted to Renoa's breasts.

"Come on, strip. Strip."

"Yes, City Lord. I'll help you undress."

"Eh, yes...? W-wait a sec...."

Before she knew it, Reisi and Lete flanked her on both sides, stripping off Renoa's clothes. Her blouse up top and comfy pants below were gone, leaving her in underwear with arms raised high.

She couldn't quite follow the flow herself. Her mind felt cloudy, like overcast skies. Lete's hand slipped under her bra, kneading Renoa's heavy breasts. Reisi's hand stroked slickly up her thighs. Both felt lewd and arousing.

Especially Reisi—a church woman. Why did ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she feel so seductive now? When they'd first greeted her, she'd seemed colder, more rigid....

"Wow, these are really big. Pass for my tastes, anyway. Master Gaon will love 'em."

"R-really...?"

"But I heard elves usually have small chests."

"...Not always... Some are small... some are big... My mom was small, though...."

"So Daddy's side had the big-tit genes. Amazing."

What kind of conversation was this? Renoa soon lost even her underwear, her entire body appraised by Lete and Reisi. They confirmed she was a virgin who'd never been with a man, and Lete stole her first kiss to "taste her yin energy."

Girl-on-girl didn't count, but losing the purity she'd kept all these years—even if unwanted—shocked her deeply. After that, she endured prolonged groping and toying as Lete's plaything before the meeting finally wrapped up.

Reisi and Lete would stay at Renoa's home for a while. They'd even help out at city hall while she worked. No one objected or questioned it. Everyone in the building had already fallen under hypnosis before entering this reception room.

No one could stop or interfere with them.