#9 Purge the Cultists (Noa - Hypnotic Sexual Harassment) (1)
Yesterday's reconnaissance at the cafe. Investigator Heart had overheard suspicious individuals' conversation during it and ended up tailing them. It was clear those shady figures were cultists hiding in the city. Today's search was an extension of that.
She had tracked the trails of the cultists' underlings she'd followed yesterday to some extent, and from there, she began piecing together their overall structure.
'Looks bigger than I thought.'
'How did no one notice this until now?'
She'd vaguely sensed the city's security was worse than expected. Apparently, these cultists weren't just secretly spreading their faith—they were distributing drugs throughout the streets to draw in money and people.
But Renoa, the city lord, hadn't noticed because many merchants, dignitaries, and even government officials were cultist underlings. Sure, some sane officials remained, but a significant number were corrupted by the heretics' teachings or blackmailed by them.
On top of that, the sheer volume of work harassing Renoa daily. That might even be deliberate—pushing merchants under their influence to pile on meaningless tasks, keeping eyes off real issues by drowning her in busywork...
Damage from cultists had been reported sporadically until now. But nothing this organized or overt. At least not in the records spanning the last decade or two.
'Something's about to go down...'
Eve had tasked her with finding any clues about the King of Ruin. The cultists' faith was undeniably linked to the King of Ruin. Taking Renoa's commission in the end had been a wise move.
But Heart's job ended there. She was only responsible for investigating and reporting—not handling the cultists herself.
Even if leaving them be led to some catastrophe in the city. She had zero reason to stop it.
None... but...
'So, in this situation, what should I do?'
Heart pondered as she wrapped up today's investigation.
Returning to her lodgings after, she learned her belongings had already been moved—and received the address of her new place. Come to think of it, she'd heard about this last night. It was absurd in every way, but for some reason, she couldn't refuse... So Heart reluctantly headed to the new lodgings...
"I refuse, King Gaon. As I've said multiple times, I am a holy knight of the Holy Light Kingdom Berea."
Noa Florence, whom I hadn't seen in three days, remained as steadfast and stubborn as ever.
I wanted Noa Florence as my own unit, a citizen of my nation. But my Persuasion attempts kept failing.
Considerable time had passed since I first hypnotized her. If we counted days as turns, it'd been about a dozen turns of repeated Hypnosis.
In that time, Noa Florence's Persuasion threshold had dropped significantly. Minor Persuasions no longer even needed dice rolls. Just moments ago, I'd made her hand over her panties on demand that way.
"I can't accept becoming your vassal, King Gaon, but I might be able to help with the cultists."
Even without panties on, Noa Florence declared it boldly.
"You can help? You'll cooperate with me on this? Like with the dungeon raid before?"
"...That was a special case! I'm not offering that kind of help!"
Noa Florence explained how dangerous and terrifying the cultists were, the risks of not dealing with them swiftly, and that they were the church's top extermination target.
"I'll inform the church. If my sister... the saintess gets involved, they'll take it seriously. They'll dispatch a knight order to purge the wicked heretics."
"...Hmm."
Honestly, not a tempting offer. It wasn't the help I wanted at all. Plus, if that knight order came, what would happen to the city? Nothing good, that's for sure.
When I asked Noa Florence, she uncomfortably averted her gaze.
"Well... if the knight order comes directly..."
"If they do?"
"...They'd start with investigations. To confirm the cultists' presence."
Obvious first step. Then what?
"They'd hunt down the cultists and kill them. Those who mock the Goddess and worship an evil god are already steeped in madness—no hope for conversion."
"Kill them. No mercy."
"Yes, and then—"
Noa Florence hesitated more, her expression uneasy. Eventually, she steeled herself and continued.
"......Depending on the situation, they might seal off the entire city and... eliminate all residents..."
"Insane."
The absurdity made me curse involuntarily. For a moment, I couldn't tell if these were goddess-worshipping knights or a genocidal murder squad.
"Are you sane? Can a cleric who believes in God say that?"
"I-It wouldn't necessarily go that far...! It depends on the situation..."
Noa Florence herself looked uncomfortable, unable to hide it. But she insisted the cultists' madness was contagious—if not rooted out completely, it would spawn greater calamities. There were precedents, and worst of all, if their wishes succeeded, something evil like the King of Ruin would descend upon the land. Then it wouldn't end with one city—the continent would burn, humanity's survival impossible.
Thus, the Holy Light Kingdom Berea demanded thorough eradication of cultists, even if radical. I'd imagined a kinder, warmer image for a theocracy. Maybe it was more dangerous and extreme than thought.
'Come to think of it, Barosy's tribe was marked for extermination by the Holy Light Kingdom too.'
They'd lived peacefully in the wilds until suddenly labeled a threat and wiped out overnight. Some survived, but Barosy's father—the tribe chief and Lv.4 hero unit—died. Would've been useful if alive. Though at Lv.4, Persuasion might not have worked anyway.
"Anyway, consult the Holy Light Kingdom first... at least Lemon the saintess! From what you've said, the cultists' influence is already strong... Right, and the Seeds of Ruin appearing in the Bewitching Forest lately must be their doing too...! Contact them before it escalates—"
As Noa Florence heated up on her own, I reached out and calmed her with Hypnosis.
Her eyes lost their light instantly, going blank. Her face grew dazed, freezing like a doll.
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.
.
Noa Florence had, as always, entered a hypnosis-induced defenseless state.
I sat beside her on the sofa, pulled her body into my embrace, and slipped my hand under her clothes. Unhooking the front clasp of her bra, I felt her breasts bounce elastically from beneath.
I kneaded them inside her clothes, lost in thought for a moment.
I had no intention of following Noa Florence's advice anyway. Requesting Holy Light Kingdom aid? Who knew what they'd do to the city.
This city would be mine. Dealing with the cultists was just to avoid various troubles they'd cause.
'But from what she said, it won't be that easy.'
I unbuttoned Noa Florence's shirt and removed her top. Gripping her lusciously sized breasts with both hands, I kneaded more vigorously. The soft, heavy sensation transmitting through my palms felt great.
Just a little touching, and her nipples stiffened right up. While toying with those erect tips alongside her breasts, I continued sorting my thoughts.
About how to handle these cultists.
In the game, how was this dealt with? Was there a specific command to root them out? Or raise security to reduce their numbers? I couldn't recall strategy guide posts mentioning it well.
What I remembered: leaving them alone made the city dysfunctional eventually. And accelerated the King of Ruin's descent while strengthening their forces.
'A few other things come to mind too.'
'But no tips on handling them.'
Maybe no description, or just my bad memory. Perhaps no way to fully stop them from the start.
Anyway, I'd think on it later. Investigator Heart was diligently probing now. I could decide after her report.
Slipping it off—I removed Noa Florence's skirt. With her panties already confiscated, her pale round ass and plump, appetizing pussy were right there.
I stroked Noa Florence's ass, fiddled with her pussy, savoring the feel. Even hypnotized, she clearly felt it—her face flushed, breathing ragged.
I kissed her, thrusting my tongue in and swirling. Her sweet saliva tasted divine.
'Damn, this woman's the best.'
—Above all else, I wanted to make her mine first.
'How much longer will she hold out?'
This attempt failed too, but it felt like progress. Once she was fully mine, I'd fuck her without hypnosis.