Emilia and the Swamp of Evil, and Princess Mine with Count Melrn (1)
“You… why the hell are you here?!”
Aside from the little mishap at lunch, the day had gone by without too much trouble. But right at the end, in her assigned room, someone even more dangerous than that hated enemy—the Melrn Count—was waiting for her.
The succubus Mona. A demon bound by contract to the Melrn Count, and the mastermind who had lured Emilia into this trap.
She was grinning wickedly, lounging on the bed in the room assigned to Emilia, waving a hand at her.
“Heheung~ We didn't get to play today, Ria. Ahaha, did you miss me?”
Mona was in her usual plain appearance, freckles and all. But she made no effort to hide her horns or tail—they were on full display with that unassuming look. Emilia already knew what lay beneath that modest exterior: a lewd, filthy true nature.
Emilia stayed on her guard, but it was pointless. She couldn't run anyway, and when Mona crooked a finger and commanded, “Come here,” Emilia's feet moved of their own accord.
She stood rigidly in front of the bed, unable to budge, staring down at Mona. Resentment and resignation warred inside her. There was no escaping these bonds right now. So the least she could do—the bare minimum act of defiance—was refuse to give Mona the reactions she craved.
No matter what happened, she'd endure it like a stone statue. Calmly, indifferently...
That was surely the most she could manage now.
“Hehe. I've got some business today too... See, I absorbed so much thick yin energy that I've got indigestion... Swallowed it all down... Oh dear, did I really need to say that much~?”
Mona hopped off the bed and circled the rigidly standing Emilia, prodding her here and there, inspecting her body. She peered through the thin dress at the flesh beneath, gauging something about Emilia's condition.
Her face held the usual leisurely smile, but Emilia didn't notice the extra layer of glee and amusement in it.
“Hng~ Hmhm~? Oh? What's this... Your reactions... Ria, did something happen with Master?”
“......”
“Aying, don't be so silent~ Now, ‘Answer me.’”
“Kgh...!”
Under the compulsion of Mona's spell, Emilia had no choice but to respond. She spilled everything: what had happened earlier that day, how the Melrn Count had seemed somehow off, and even the curses she'd hurled at him just moments ago. She poured her raw emotions into every detail of her rage and loathing.
Mona doubled over, clutching her stomach and cackling with laughter.
Yeah, laugh it up. Mock me all you want, you pathetic slave who can only bitch behind his back...
“Ahahaha, that's hilarious~ You're the best, Ria~ Oh, you're so adorable~!”
“......! Get off... don't rub your face on me...!”
No matter what Emilia said, Mona just kept rubbing her soft cheek against Emilia's, grinning all the while.
After a bit, Mona pulled away, still smirking faintly as she mulled over what Emilia had told her. The contact with the Melrn Count, the various conversations... But what caught her attention was the aphrodisiac he'd slathered all over Emilia.
An elixir made from yin energy, laced with the essence of Devro Melrn's contracted succubus, Mona herself. It dragged females into an endless, sticky swamp of pleasure, keeping them in perpetual heat.
Emilia had been coated in it from head to toe and even forced to swallow some. Sure, she'd taken the antidote Hilde prepared, but there was no way she was fully over it already. Probably, definitely...
“Your body's burning hot right now, isn't it?”
“......”
Emilia barely managed to roll her eyes away, avoiding Mona's gaze. But her flushed face and heated breaths betrayed the truth.
“Hehe, tonight's gonna be... fun~”
At Emilia's attitude, at that adorable sight, Mona grinned like a child who'd found a new toy—only with a far more demonic edge.
Emilia gave up dodging her gaze and met Mona's eyes head-on. For some reason, that vicious smile reminded her of the Melrn Count's.
“Fu, fufu, fufufufu...”
Emilia's condition was confirmed. Whatever Mona did next, it was bound to be very enjoyable for a succubus like her.
Mona loved men, as succubi do, but she loved untainted, pretty virgins even more. She adored watching chaste, noble maidens discover female pleasure and plunge to the very bottom.
Completely corrupted, utterly ruined, plummeting to the depths of the depths. As a demon, a denizen of the demonic realm, her kind found joy and purpose in humanity's fall.
And Emilia was a hero. She had to be nobler, purer, more unsullied than anyone. On top of that, she was the enemy of all demonkind—her bloodline had slain their ruler, the Demon King, generation after generation. An arch-nemesis.
——Emilia hated the Melrn Count for laying hands on her parents.
——But to Mona, Emilia was perhaps an even more hateful target.
Fu, fufufufufufufu...!!
Of course, the way demons exacted revenge on their hatred was different. Inflicting mere pain was wrong. Humiliation alone wouldn't suffice.
Demons stayed true to their desires; they had no need to stray from them. As a succubus, born from the embodiment of lechery, Mona just wanted Emilia to fall as a female.
If that arrogant virgin, who pretended to be so pure, rolled in the mud and became just another bitch in heat... That would satisfy her completely.
...Naturally, caught in Mona's hands, she'd sink far deeper than ordinary.
“Eung~ And you look like you're struggling too, Ria~ Should I help you release a little~?”
“...What... are you planning...?”
“That's riiight~ I want you to experience a woman's pleasure~ Today's lesson is masturbation practice~ Let's learn what lily sex is all about... hands-on~?”
Mona's eyes gleamed with dangerous light. Emilia instinctively wanted to step back, but her legs wouldn't move.
Mona reached out right in front of her.
“But firrrst~”
A faint light emanated from Mona's fingertips. Not blinding—rather, soothing purple yin glow that made Emilia feel at ease just looking at it.
Not knowing what it was, Emilia stared... and suddenly felt like she was sinking into darkness...
Huh... What is this light... My body's... losing strength...
“Ria has my ‘Brainwashing Worm’ planted in her head~”
Three lust worms embedded in Emilia's body: one in her womb, one in her intestines via her anus. The last had entered through her ear, into her brain.
Over the day, it had quietly taken root, subtly dominating her mind.
This light from Mona was a special signal to rouse the dormant brainwashing worm.
As Mona's familiar, it detected signals through Emilia's optic nerve... and pulsed faintly.
So subtly she wouldn't notice, it throbbed, emanating special yin energy as it began to stir...
“......”
“Mmm~ Good~ No problems there~”
Emilia's eyes dulled, lifeless like a corpse. A foggy gaze. That doll-like expression was so lovable that Mona touched her cheek, her own face flushing like a girl in love.
...But human minds were complex. And with the Hero's Blessing as a special barrier, fully utilizing the worm would take time and effort.
This was just the acclimation phase.
——So what to do...
“Heheheung~. Ria, Riaaa~ Listen to me carefully for a bit~ Focus your ears on my voice~”
Mona didn't hesitate, whispering into Emilia's ear with a voice sweet as melted candy.
Emilia's body shivered faintly, but all her nerves focused on Mona's words as instructed.
“――――――――”
Observing Emilia's state, Mona moved straight to the next part.
Not direct yet, but steadily... to reshape her from the inside out. To match Mona's tastes, to please her master...
She whispered commands and words into Emilia's ear, slowly altering her core...
Like a devil... like the terrifying demons in tales who lured souls into endless darkness...
Hehe.
Oh, this is gonna be soo much fun~♪
As she whispered, Mona couldn't hold back and giggled like a mischievous child.
Tap... tap...
Around the time Emilia was caught by Mona and subjected to all sorts of things.
In the same mansion, deep in the dark underground labyrinth, the mansion's master—the Melrn Count—walked alone.
The stone corridor was dimly lit by sporadic magic tools. Shadowy figures slithered by now and then, but as Mona's familiars—and thus his own by contract—there was no need to fear them.
He passed through the dark passage until he stopped abruptly before a door.
Touching the wooden door, it recognized him as the Melrn Count, unlatched itself, and swung open to welcome him inside.
Ah... haa... haa... aa... fuu... u... ng...
Inside, a horrific mass of writhing flesh—or tentacles?—held a suspended figure.
She was naked, not really being tormented, but twisting and moaning endlessly. Perhaps from the tentacles' squirming... or from the bizarre fluids coating her body, making her unbearably restless.
The first princess of the Romancia Empire. Mine Romancia. Of noble imperial blood. The empire's prophet, a woman of stunning beauty.
Now, like a flower just blooming, this lovely princess was stared at coldly and solemnly by the Melrn Count in the dim light...