Chapter 88: The Fate of the Traitorous Slave (3)
Chapter 88: The Fate of the Traitorous Slave (3)
Kuro was raped by the tentacles.
[She’s not a virgin.]
Seeing as no blood flowed out, I concluded that Kuro wasn't a virgin.
[I’ll have to take this up with Charlotte. Even after being plowed by tentacles, not a single drop of virgin blood was shed.]
If I later confronted Charlotte Weissgarten about this "fraudulent sale," I’d surely be able to squeeze something better out of her.
'I have the evidence.'
Right now, my battle was being recorded in real-time back in the Lord’s Castle Office.
Everything seen through the video feed was being saved as footage, and the witness was none other than the current acting Countess of Fermaton—Zenith.
A tentacle bores into her pussy, and she doesn't shed a single drop of blood?
I had no choice but to believe that Kuro wasn't actually a virgin.
Conclusion: Unless Charlotte sold me counterfeit goods, she was deceived by the vampire she used for the virginity verification. Or perhaps the blood didn't flow for some other reason.
'No, that’s impossible.'
Even in a fantasy world, there’s such a thing as common sense and moderation. Surely something like that wouldn't happen.
Anyway.
[I suppose tentacles really are something else. To turn a runaway slave completely into a bitch like that.]
Kuro had her tongue lolling out, drooling as she came.
Her nipples were rock hard, and her pussy, stirred up by the tentacles, was flushed a deep red.
And then.
[Is she pregnant now?]
"Yes. The eggs are being deposited directly into her womb through the tentacle protrusions."
[Dreadful.]
Kuro’s belly swelled like a pregnant woman's.
Despite having a beast planted inside her by the tentacles, Kuro was wearing a dazed, blissful expression, like a woman who had just spent a night of passion.
[Incredible.]
The tentacle ordeal came to an end.
Kuro’s stomach was bulging like a pregnant woman's, her face was flushed, and tears were streaming down her cheeks.
The end of a woman taken by tentacles.
As if decorating the final page of an erotic manga, she went limp in the monster's embrace, her face melting with pleasure.
[Now, what to do.]
I knew it was a very dangerous monster. But I also knew that the creature simply subjected its captured prey to tentacle humiliation.
And.
'Are these girls surprisingly cold-hearted?'
Despite Kuro being captured like that, my knight order watched her with cold indifference because I hadn't given the order to intervene.
Or perhaps "observing" was a better word.
If someone had insisted on saving her until the very end, my opinion might have changed.
'No. It’s because I gave the order.'
They were simply following my instructions to the letter.
No one could blame my knights. If anyone was to be blamed, it was me for telling them to stand by.
The cold-hearted one was me.
[Then, it’s time to wrap this up.]
"Wait a moment, Lord Lewd Man."
[What is it?]
"It’s not over yet."
Serica reached out and blocked me from stepping forward.
"If you provoke the tentacle monster now, it will only become more excited and go on a rampage."
[Why?]
"Because this is the most critical moment for the monster. It doesn't capture women just for the sake of humiliation."
[Then...]
Gurgle.
The tentacle that had stripped off the chastity belt with its protrusions pulled out.
Viscous mucus began to pour out from inside her, the volume so great it looked like cream bursting out of a stuffed pastry.
Gurgle, squelch.
Amidst the flowing tentacle mucus, I saw something shimmering.
It didn't look like ordinary slime. Looking at the mass of mucus, something clicked in my mind.
'Frog eggs?'
"That tentacle is currently breeding."
[Hah.]
Using a human woman as a host to reproduce. It was a staple trope of the tentacle genre, but I never expected to see it for real right in front of my eyes.
Gurgle, squelch.
The lumps that fell to the ground wriggled like living cells.
Having completed their rapid growth inside Kuro’s belly, the masses began to devour the remnants of the mucus scattered around them, soon growing to the size of a fist.
"The monsters born like that will once again roam this Labyrinth. We don't know where the very first beast comes from, but the multiplication of beasts happens in that manner."
"How horrific. For women to be treated like that..."
"Captain. It’s the same for men."
Serica shook her head as if she didn't even want to think about it.
"For women, you could almost say they're lucky as long as they can maintain a body capable of bearing children. Men captured by beasts like harpies or succubi don't last a week before their essence is sucked dry and they die."
"That means..."
"They extract the essence until the testicles are withered and dry."
"......"
It was a story that suddenly gave me the chills.
'No wonder there were so few male prisoners in the Infinite Labyrinth.'
Whether it was slaves, survivors, or the slaves of the beasts we rescued—it was only natural that the ratio of women was higher.
Both men and women are raped all the same, but while it takes time for women to give birth to a beast, men just have to ejaculate.
Compared to women, who have a limited number of times they can breed at once, it was a law of nature that men—who can impregnate many once they've let it fly—would have their essence drained much faster.
[They won't try to suck the essence out of armor, will they?]
"No. Female monsters prey on living male adventurers. From their perspective, a Living Armor is just a pile of scrap metal."
[That’s a relief.]
Coming down here as a Living Armor was definitely the right choice.
[I’ll be careful, so you all be careful too. If you act on your own and fall into a strange trap and get taken hostage by monsters, I will not forgive you.]
If they disobeyed my orders, acted recklessly, and ended up being used for tentacle spawning like that?
No matter if they were a "Human Rights Character" or whatever, they would have to take responsibility for becoming a used-up rag by failing to follow my lead.
Of course.
If I made a mistake.
If the knight order ended up like that because I made a wrong judgment, I would take responsibility no matter the situation.
The only case where I wouldn't take responsibility was when someone, like Kuro, self-destructed by acting on impulse.
[Then, before deciding on Kuro’s punishment, let’s deal with that tentacle monster first...]
Whirrr.
Magic circles flickered around the tentacle monster.
Soon, the new tentacles born through Kuro were sucked into the magic circles.
"That’s..."
"Redeployment. It seems magic circles appear beneath newborn beasts like that, and they are randomly moved to various locations."
"Ah. So that’s why the same species of monster appears on different floors?"
"Exactly. As you’ve probably noticed, Captain, even if they’re the same species, they generally get stronger the further down you go."
"I’ll be careful."
Laura brought her bow to the front.
"Lewd Man. Give the signal. I’ll shoot that thing without mercy."
[You mean the tentacle monster, right?]
"......Huh?"
[No, Captain. You shouldn't be surprised there.]
Wait, this woman. Was she planning to shoot Kuro...?
[Captain. That woman is an asset of our knight order. It would be problematic to kill her recklessly.]
"D-Don't tell me you're planning to sleep with a woman who’s been plowed by a tentacle monster?"
Ah.
I think I get it now.
[Captain. Do you think I’m trying to save her life just so I can sleep with a woman like that?]
"......Was I mistaken?"
[Yes. You are mistaken.]
Laura’s misunderstanding was only natural.
When Ruji Fermaton says, "Save the woman for now," it’s only natural to think, "Is he planning to fuck her?"
Just as a normal person buying several yogurts would be thought to be "stocking up for the week," rather than "planning to smear it on someone's body and lick it off during sex."
But what if Ruji bought a large amount of yogurt?
—That bastard is buying yogurt to smear on tits and lick it off!
That’s what everyone would think.
Unfortunately, Laura was no different.
[Even if she’s a woman turned into a rag by tentacles, even if her hymen was torn by a tentacle cock, she is still an asset I bought with money. Even if she’s a rag, I should at least use her to wipe the floor.]
She wasn't a woman anymore. She was pure labor.
[Once we take down the tentacle monster, we’ll find a wooden board or something and drag her along the floor. I don't even want to touch that thing directly.]
A traitor slave must be treated like a slave with the utmost sincerity.
So—
"Lord Lewd Man!"
Serica’s urgent voice rang out.
I immediately grabbed my sledgehammer and swung it forward with a great force.
Splat.
A mass of mucus splattered against the end of the sledgehammer.
The white, sticky substance felt like a glob of melted cheese.
[Captain, are you alright?]
"Ye-Yes...!"
And that thing had been aimed precisely at Laura.
I turned my gaze toward where the white mass had flown from.
[Hah.]
Gurgle, squelch.
The tentacles wrapped around Kuro slowly swallowed her into its body.
Then, the body that had been slumped like a pudding slime began to slowly shift into another form.
"As I thought. It’s a Mimic Slime."
[A Mimic Slime?]
"The slime we met on the 3rd floor. It’s the same species. When those things get stronger, they appear as 'Bosses' like this."
The female-shaped slime that had been a great help in disposing of corpses on the 3rd floor.
Just like that one, the tentacle monster swallowed Kuro—whose belly was now hollow after spawning—into its body.
And then.
Burst!
As if breaking out of a shell, the upper body of a woman rose from the top of the tentacle monster.
[Wow. Look at those tits.]
The size was absurd.
With just the upper body standing over 2 meters tall, the tentacle monster pulled out Kuro’s upper half and placed its hands on its hips.
"That thing..."
"...Is it showing off its breasts to us right now?"
Laura’s expression turned cold.
[Whoa. They really are... huge.]
Since the upper body was about 2 meters, if the lower body became humanoid too, it would probably be 4 meters tall.
[But that...]
Vroom.
A white liquid began to gather in its breasts.
'Titty beam?'
Fwoooooosh!!
The tentacle slime, now transformed into Kuro’s likeness, began to spray white masses at us from the tips of its nipples.
And then.
A single line of magical text floated before my eyes.
<Benia of the Virgin Scam>.
Above Kuro’s head.
The name of a Named Boss Mob appeared.