Chapter 106
Chapter 106
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: Framed as a Traitor
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Yuris opened her eyes again and realized she had returned to a familiar space.
It was her office.
However, neither the magic circle nor Max was there.
"This place..."
She instinctively realized it.
She had entered Max's illusion.
Yuris thought back to before she entered the illusion.
After tearing the scroll, Max had deployed a spell to prevent others from detecting the use of illusion magic.
"It's a spell that distorts the flow of mana, so no anomalies are felt from outside."
"There was no need for that. If I said so, no one would have come."
"Still, isn't a sure safety measure necessary?"
She didn't deny Max's words that her knights wouldn't stay put if they detected mana changes in her office.
"If someone else comes, wouldn't it cause a problem? Especially since it's not just anyone—it's the respected Captain calling a man here for pleasure. We can't let that get exposed."
"......"
It wasn't wrong.
She had called Max here precisely because she didn't want to get caught by others.
Of course, one could argue that inviting him to the knights' office was even more likely to get exposed, but not to her.
If she told them not to come, no matter what happened, they wouldn't—those were the members of the 1st Knight Order.
Her loyal subordinates who obeyed her commands.
"It's just preparation for any contingency, so don't worry."
With that, Max had set up several magic circles, activated the spell, and now they were here.
He had said a scene matching her tastes would appear.
"But why our office...?"
She had naturally assumed it would be a battlefield this time too.
Countless scenarios possible on a battlefield had come to mind.
She couldn't understand why this office was designated as the place closest to her tastes.
But at the same time, she felt anticipation.
Wondering what situation awaited her.
"It's exactly the same."
Yuris looked around her office.
It was so identical to reality that she wouldn't have believed it was an illusion if she hadn't known beforehand.
"I feel it every time, but it's amazing."
She was admiring her office for a moment.
There was a commotion outside the door.
"What's going on?"
The question was brief.
Boom!
"Captain! Get away!"
Jeko burst through the door.
"What's happen—"
But the answer to her question didn't come from Jeko—it came from behind him.
"C capture the traitor Yuris!"
"Seize that witch who sold her body and soul to the enemy general!"
"Catch that bitch who sullied the Empire's honor!"
Voices filled with rage from the crowd.
"Block them!"
"Don't let them reach the Captain!"
And the knights' voices resisting them.
The sudden situation made no sense.
Jeko and the 1st Knight Order knights were blocking the oncoming Imperial soldiers.
The clashing of swords rang out loudly.
"Captain, you must escape... Ack!"
Jeko, who had taken an enemy's attack, collapsed to the floor.
A blunt weapon struck his helmeted head.
Jeko was a skilled knight, so he didn't die from one blow, but he fell bleeding from his head.
"C-Captain..."
A group of soldiers trampled over Jeko's desperate cry and entered.
Knights wearing armor and shields emblazoned with the Empire's symbol.
They were definitely Imperial knights.
And the insignia on their shoulders.
The symbol of a lion with a red sword beneath it—that was the mark of the executioners who specialized in purging traitors within the Empire.
Why them...?
"Goddess of Victory Yuris. We have intelligence that you not only colluded with the enemy nation but also incited rebellion from within to overthrow the Empire."
Yuris shook her head at the declaration from who appeared to be the leader of the executioners.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Playing innocent, are you?"
"Where did you learn manners like pointing swords at a knight who served the Empire?"
"Shameless to the end. I knew it. Witches like you always live with lies on their lips."
The leader stepped forward and opened his mouth.
"Then do you also claim not to know the name Max?"
"What?"
"Hmph, that's the reaction of someone who knows full well."
The leader sneered and continued.
"That man was a spy dispatched from another country into the Empire. He's a vicious criminal who gathered internal intelligence and even corrupted key nobles of the Empire to bend them to his will."
Max, a spy?
"No way..."
"Tsk, you've been thoroughly enchanted."
The leader clicked his tongue and wagged his finger.
"We've captured evidence that you were bedding the enemy general and passing him critical information."
"Lies! The Captain would never do that!"
Jeko, having regained his senses late, shouted desperately.
"Shut up!"
Pow!
"Ugh!"
But his resistance was quickly subdued by the executioners.
Now accustomed to illusions, Yuris quickly grasped the setup of this one.
She was branded an internal traitor and subjected to torture.
It was something she had never even imagined.
Given her absolute position in the Empire, she was always treated with utmost respect.
"That's ridiculous nonsense. Are you attacking our knight order without evidence?"
"Evidence? Do we need any other evidence when your body itself is proof?"
"What?"
The leader grinned wickedly.
"If you truly hadn't sold your body to the enemy general, you'd be a pure virgin, not sensitive like a whore. So..."
The leader, now close, grabbed her breast.
"Even if I squeeze your tits like this, you wouldn't react."
"Kyaa! What the hell are you doing!"
Yuris cried out, trying to escape the man's hand gripping her breast.
"Listen to the victory knight moaning like a whore. Still going to deny it?"
"Th-That's absurd...!"
Yuris resisted and shouted, but the leader's hands groping her body didn't stop.
"If you want to prove your innocence, there's just one way."
With a mocking laugh, the leader grabbed her shoulders.
"Endure whatever we do to you. If you're truly pure, you'll be fine no matter what."
That was when she realized it.
Soon, a man resembling Max would appear and ravish her.
"Al-alright."
Something pleasurable disguised as torture would happen.
Yuris's face relaxed for a moment.
"Captain..."
Jeko and the knights gritted their teeth watching such a Yuris.
It was humiliating.
The fact that they couldn't protect their captain.
It was a fight they couldn't win.
Though the executioners weren't superior to the 1st Knight Order in skill, they had brought the Imperial Guard with them.
Resisting further here might truly brand them as rebels.
To save the knight order members now, her sacrifice was the only way.
Yes. This was a sacrifice.
Absolutely not because she wanted to feel good.
'To save everyone.'
Even if they were illusions, they were precious comrades and subordinates.
She couldn't let them die here.
"Good. Wise choice. Now, strip."
"O-Okay. But promise the safety of my subordinates."
"Don't worry. I promise that much."
Having received the leader's promise, Yuris shyly but obediently began undressing.
Yes.
For the safety of her subordinates.
That was the reason she had no choice but to endure this humiliation.
'I did nothing wrong.'
Yuris repeated it to herself like brainwashing.
She wasn't bad.
Rustle.
She stood before everyone in just her underwear, barely covering her body.
"Pink..."
Atop Yuris's white skin bloomed a floral bra and panties in pink with delicate lace.
Everyone in the room held their breath at the nudity of the Goddess of Victory.
"Look at that figure. Can't even compare to streetwalkers—perfect tits and ass."
Someone appraised her body.
"Even the Goddess of Victory is a woman."
They snickered at the pink lingerie.
"Beautiful."
Another admired Yuris's flawless physique.
Her body, honed by countless trainings, was breathtakingly beautiful.
However, one person alone.
"She looks just like a bitch in heat."
Only the leader of the executioners scoffed at her without emotion.
"Begin. She's ready to prove it."
Yuris bit her lip, waiting for Max to appear.
What form would Max take this time?
Bearded?
Or a bit burly?
She hoped for muscular, if possible.
A larger build seemed to suit her tastes.
Sex with a muscular body pinning her down was insanely arousing.
"As you wish."
But the Max she desired didn't appear.
Instead, it was the executioner leader who had been watching her.
"Huh...?"
"Why isn't it happening?"
"No, shouldn't the expert step in?"
"Don't worry. Interrogating traitors is my specialty."
Why wasn't anyone turning into Max?
Normally, at this timing, someone resembling Max would appear.
Why?
No way.
An uneasy thought flashed through her mind.
'...No, right?'
That this might not be an illusion.
And as that thought reached her...
"W-Wait a second!"
Yuris felt embarrassed.
Her heart pounded.
If this was reality...
Wasn't she stripping naked in front of all these people, putting on a nude show?
No.
That wasn't the intention.
Not an illusion?
"Captain! Stay strong! We support your resolve."
"Captain! Hang in there, even if it's humiliating!"
"Captain! We believe in you!"
The knight order members cried out to her with choked voices.
Jeko glared at her, teeth clenched.
As if determined to witness her proving her innocence.
"No, this is..."
For the first time in her life, Yuris felt flustered.
Her head spun.
She thought about how to get out of this situation.
'Was Max really a spy?'
If he was that kind of person, she would have definitely noticed.
Yuris couldn't have been unaware.
If he was a spy, and that illusion magic was to extract information from her...
She would have known everything.
Hadn't she given him no separate information?
No.
There was one.
The internal layout of the knight order headquarters.
Even helping him set up a magic circle inside the captain's office, which non-authorized personnel couldn't easily enter.
And if that magic circle wasn't illusion magic, but something else?
'A man with such abilities would be satisfied with this?'
While she thought that, the executioner leader had approached right in front of her.
And his hand.
"Kyaa!"
Grabbed her breast.
"Quite sensitive. Like it's been trained by someone."
Yuris shook her head at his sneering voice.
"No! I've never..."
And in that moment, his fingers slipped inside her panties.
"Wh-What are you doing!"
"If you truly didn't sleep with that man, you'd be a perfect virgin. You wouldn't feel a thing from this."
"......"
"But you know."
The executioner leader's fingers rummaged inside her panties and thrust deep into her.
Squish.
Without any resistance.
Making lewd sounds.
"Hnng!"
"Why does this go in so easily? Just like a whore's pussy."
"W-Wait... Not there... Hnng!"
"You bastard! Don't defile the Captain!"
"What are you doing to a knight's body!"
As the knights tried to rise, the leader's fingers pushed deeper.
And his fingers precisely targeted Yuris's weak spot.
She didn't know how he knew it was her weak spot, but they hit it perfectly.
Yuris's legs gave out.
"Hnnng!"
To the point where she had to lean on the leader's body.
Squish squish.
"Listen up. If your captain was truly a virgin, she wouldn't leak such slutty juices from a man's fingers. So what is this?"
The leader's fingers withdrew.
"Ahh..."
As his thick fingers pulled out, a strange sense of regret made a moan escape Yuris's lips.
The fingers were visible.
His thick male fingers, slick with Yuris's love juices.
"Not the Goddess of Victory, but a battlefield bitch?"
The disappointed gazes and shocked eyes of her subordinates pierced her.
"Captain..."
"Was it true?"
"Why...?"
The gazes of her subordinates, something she'd only experienced in illusions, stabbed at her.
Like arrows piercing Yuris's heart.
"N-No. I..."
She desperately tried to make excuses.
But her voice wouldn't come out.
"We won't give traitors room for excuses."
At the executioner leader's gesture, a powerful magic gripped her throat.
"Ah... Aaaah..."
She could breathe, but no voice emerged.
As if her vocal cords were clutched.