Chapter 160
Chapter 160
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 160
Chapter Title: Past Arc
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I fucked Hevel senseless in the couple's bedroom.
I only barely managed to stop once she was reduced to a rag for wiping up milk.
Let me check. Did I spend two straight days having sex?
Hevel had passed out and come to countless times, now panting away half out of her mind.
Impressive.
That's my impression, as I'm reliving this memory.
Does pumping up your stats eventually lead to stamina like this?
The hypnosis is powerful, and so is the libido.
Back when I was a god, I must've had at least twice the vigor I do now.
I could defile Hevel like a horse that never tires.
And I didn't stop because I was worn out.
My next target was Perato, the goddess of hatred who ruined my pigsty and Sia's.
I decided to let Hevel off around then.
She hadn't really done much beyond ruining crops now and then or giving occasional colds.
I got too worked up emotionally and went overboard.
No regrets, though.
Hevel's married pussy felt amazing.
A goddess pussy really is something else. Maybe because they're all so stunningly beautiful?
Perato's probably the same.
I stepped outside to get some air while Hevel recovered her wits.
The white building was bathed in sunset light.
In the courtyard where the holy knights had killed themselves, Akob sat.
Even a god looks pretty wrecked after staying put for days.
Well...
Maybe not just because of that.
Clap.
I clapped my hands to partially release the suggestion on Akob.
"Tell me.
You should be able to speak now."
I'd kept watch, curious if he'd spit some curse,
but he seemed too drained for that. With parched lips, he spoke weakly.
"Why... why do this to us...?"
"I've decided I won't tolerate the gods' abuses anymore.
Once I got into it, it was too fun. Got addicted to Hevel's pussy."
No reason to sugarcoat it, so I was blunt.
"Abuses...
You mean Hevel ruining the crops? So this is revenge...?"
"You could say that."
"It's too much. Way too much! I get those crops meant a lot to you.
But wasn't there another way? Another way...!"
"Honestly, the crops don't matter.
If I had to put it, you've all been poking at me, so I lumped it together and made you pay."
Deep down, I wanted to rush straight to Jermina.
Even I take care to make sound judgments.
Targeting other goddesses first was the right call.
"..."
"What happened to Hevel?"
"She passed out. Been a while now, actually..."
"...Are you going to kill us?"
"Nah. No need. I don't like being cruel."
"After all the cruelty you've shown me, you say that...?"
"You know you're in no position to complain, right? Anyway, sorry about you.
So I'll grant you one request."
Akob's eyes went wide.
"A request? What do you mean?"
"It's not for you. It's to ease my conscience. For me.
Want me to make you forget today's events, more or less?"
"...You can do that?"
"Yep.
Can't bring back the dead holy knights, but you'll brush off any dissonance, any 'offness,' and carry on."
"Can you erase Hevel's memories too?"
"Nope."
I want Hevel to remember every detail.
That'll make it even more fun.
"Then I won't forget either."
"Hm?"
"I married Hevel out of true love. So. It's unfair if I'm the only one who forgets her pain."
Ho.
Her husband, ready to shoulder it all?
Pretty cool.
"Mind if I drop by now and then to fuck your wife?"
"...I hope you die in the most horrible way possible. Sincerely."
"Not much comfort, I know, but I went easy on Hevel.
The goddesses I meet from now on will get it worse."
Well, purely by count, Hevel takes the cake.
But that's because I had the comfy home setup.
"It's all the same to me.
The only goddess I care about is Hevel. She..."
"I know. She's hot. Big tits. Cute reactions during sex."
"...That's not what I was going to say.
More importantly, when can I get up from this chair?"
"I blocked your movements in case you tried something."
Akob snorted lightly, like he'd regained some spirit.
"A being with the power to enslave a 4th-class god,
who's actually too weak to fight and scared of a 7th-class blacksmith god. Amazing."
"Slacked on training my strength."
"The god of hypnosis, huh?
You call it hypnosis power, but no matter how I look, it's not some shallow trick like hypnosis.
No god calls the power to slaughter holy knights like bugs 'hypnosis.'"
"So what if others don't?
I named it hypnosis power because that's what I think it is, so it is.
Turning innocent virgins who know nothing of men into pervy sluts and fucking them is the best."
"..."
Akob glared at me, disgust plain on his face.
"You're a repulsive god. Know that? Just talking to you feels like it pollutes my mind."
"Repulsive god. Not bad.
Call me what you want. My power's what matters."
Time for more repulsive fun.
Next up: Perato, the goddess who trashed my pigsty.
If she shudders in revulsion, that's what I want.
But it turns me on.
I'm so hard it won't go down.
Hypnosis god it is.
That word has a naughty ring to it.
I like it.
"If you're satisfied, get lost.
You've probably blocked everything we can do anyway."
"Who knows?"
Of course I planted a suggestion.
One that keeps him from harboring grudges or baring fangs at me.
「Do not act in ways harmful to me.」
Harmful actions mean attacking me while I'm off-guard to kill,
or siccing minions on me, etc.
All direct or indirect attacks.
He can hate me in his head all he wants, so it's fairly lenient.
Revealing suggestions like this can breed resistance and weaken them, so I brushed it off vaguely.
"Sorry, but I'm borrowing your wife for a bit."
"What...? Why...!"
"I'll send her back before it's too late. Don't worry."
"That's not the issue!"
"Should I keep her till late, then?"
"...Urk. It's not about your permission...!! It's Hevel's will."
"Hevel might wanna stay."
"..."
"Anyway, that's the plan."
Clap.
I tweaked the suggestion so Akob could stand, then headed back to the bedroom.
Hevel was still out.
But she'd come around, it seemed.
Twitching faintly, lost in the afterglow of climax.
"You said the one who ruined my pigsty was Perato, goddess of hatred?"
"...Yeah."
"You're helping me out."
Perato. Goddess of hatred.
I don't know much about her.
Wasn't too familiar with the disease goddess either, but Hevel's face rang a bell—Perato's didn't.
Definitely... black hair, I think.
Pretty, as I recall, but the image is fuzzy.
Her deed, though? Crystal clear.
The livestock in my pigsty? Brutally slaughtered.
Whether Jermina ordered it or she did it on her own, she'll pay accordingly.
'Uncle. Uncle. How about raising a few more pigs? We have eight now...'
Ugh.
I shook my head to dispel Sia's voice.
Damn it...
My gut boils.
Am I this pissed over some dead animals?
Or because Perato trashed my property?
No.
They were Sia's beloved livestock.
Ones she tended carefully to feed me tasty meat.
Hacked up beyond recognition—no salvaging for food.
That's when I felt pure malice.
Now I'm going to repay it.
No delaying.
I had a rough plan.
Even Jermina wouldn't expect me to move right after that.
When her interest in me waned.
Her guard's down now—perfect for ravaging goddesses.
The board's full of white stones; I'm the only black one.
Turn as many white to black as possible before Jermina notices.
Even she'll hesitate to move rashly then.
Alright, reason enough.
The fun part? How to turn white stones black...
Sensing other gods' locations is easy if I focus.
That's part of why I can't hide forever.
Gods blessed by Nimuell can roughly pinpoint each other,
and dimension magic lets you jump right beside them.
Meaning Hevel or Perato could torment me whenever they felt like it.
But flipped around? Terrifying.
I can find Perato anywhere and fuck her.
Hang hypnosis on her.
Double-edged sword, that's the phrase.
I took Hevel and dimension-jumped to Perato's world.
Like an unwelcome guest at Hevel's home. Straight to her spot.
Dragging a 4th-class god made it smoother than before.
A forest...? Dark even in daylight. Tall trees blocking the sun.
"Hevel.
Block Perato if she tries to attack me."
"Got it."
"Last check.
Perato's the one who trashed my pigsty?"
"Right."
Hevel's under suggestion to answer truthfully.
No lies possible. Definitely not made up.
"Anything else?"
"She sometimes killed your slaves with disease."
"..."
I eyed Hevel steadily.
"Not me—Perato."
"Slaves? You're the goddess of disease."
"Jeez."
Hevel pouted like she was miffed.
"Humans are fragile. Disease is just one of countless causes of death.
Infection from wounds counts as disease. A glare from the hatred goddess can weaken the heart, lead to a lingering death."
"...Fair point."
"Sigh... Feels like snitching. Kinda sucks."
"Then don't mess with me to begin with."
I grabbed Hevel's cheeks and yanked her close.
"~~Eek."
Humiliated, but she didn't resist.
Totally obedient now. Nice.
"So, where's Perato?"
"Seems like she's coming this way. Noticed us? Nah..."
"Hide."
Hevel and I ducked into the thick bushes.
"Don't I not need to hide...?"
"If she knows you're with me, she might figure it out and bolt."
"...Overboard rape-fest, but you're actually thinking ahead. You."
"Process doesn't matter.
Just need to hypnotize Perato."
Here she comes.
I held my breath.
A black shape burst from the opposite bushes.
What? Does the goddess of hatred crawl on all fours? ...No way.
A handsome wolf emerged—white belly, blue fur on its back.
"Just a wolf, huh."
Hevel put a finger to her lips.
"Shh. Perato's pet."
"Pet?"
A wolf as a pet? Possible?
"Per! Where you off to?"
Soon Perato followed, calling after the wolf.
I watched tensely.
But seeing Perato deflated me.
What.
Expected some gloomy, evil bitch,
but Perato was a cute girl with black hair braided to one side.
"Something here? Hunting time's not till later..."
Ugh...
Wolf didn't spot us, right?
Not busted yet. Thought it'd sniff us out...
I observed Perato more leisurely.
Cute face with plump cheeks, slim figure.
Casual outfit for forest romps, but the tight leather hugged decently developed tits, tracing curves.
Can't judge by looks alone, huh.
Perato's vibe? No way she's hatred goddess—those kind eyes.
Stereotype, sure, but grandma's pampered granddaughter energy.
"Per. Per! Let's go eat."
Perato knelt on one knee, calling Per.
Per looked around, then nuzzled her, acting cute.
"Ahaha. Yeah. Good boy."
...
Kneeling makes the wolf look huge.
Bold goddess, petting a one-bite meal with a gentle smile.
Well, hypnosis will tell.
Plan set.
「Walk out and hypnotize」 plan.
"Hevel. Block if the wolf charges."
"Got it."
I signaled briefly and stepped from the bushes.
"Goddess of hatred, Perato."
"Who're you?"
Clap at the wide-eyed blinking girl.
Clap.
As Perato fell into trance, Per bared teeth and lunged.
But just before reaching me, Perato flew sideways like shot from a gun, tumbling.
Black smoke rose from Perato's side. Wait, Per's flank.
"Good job, Hevel."
Mission success.
Hevel emerged from bushes, face gloomy with guilt.
I hugged her, kneading her ass.
"Toilet, no stray thoughts. Got it?"
"Sniff... Y-yeah..."
Hevel hid her shy face and pulled away.
I licked my lips and approached Perato.