Chapter 81
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 81
Chapter Title: #2 Trap (Wol-ryeong - Mocking Hypnosis)
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The prison door creaked open.
The one who entered was that same vice priest.
"I've brought your meal. Hm, you're already awake."
I sat slumped on the yoga mat on the floor, glaring at the vice priest who had just come in.
Undeterred by my stare, he maintained his leisurely demeanor and set the food tray down in front of me.
"Let me go."
"I can't do that. You're our precious offering."
"I'll kill you."
"Be my guest, if you can."
With pupils that were clearly not human, he provoked me without hiding his demonic energy in the slightest.
Despite the blatant provocation, there was nothing I could do.
I mustn't hurt him. I mustn't resist him. Those commands were etched into my mind, clamoring noisily without end.
The vice priest approached, kneading my exposed breasts with his large hands before promptly dropping his pants and pulling out his cock.
"How about some pre-meal exercise? ─Suck it, you sow bitch."
I couldn't resist the command, so with a resentful expression, I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck.
The taste of a male cock, now familiar to me.
And yet, just from that taste, a jolt ran through my body, and my womb gave me the delightful illusion of trembling in anticipation.
'Ugh... Damn it... How did my body end up like this...!'
In this pathetic situation. At my flesh getting this aroused. I let out a deep sigh from within.
But ignoring such emotions, my body faithfully continued servicing the cock before my eyes....
The day I passed out at the inn's entrance, when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in an unfamiliar place.
It was some large conference room, where Dom and I were seated in rickety pipe chairs, our hands cuffed.
Surrounding us were six men and women.
They were all dressed in white priestly robes marking them as vice priests. Among them was the baseball cap guy I'd run into on the bus before.
"You people... what...."
"Welcome, offering lady. This is our Order's headquarters. ...We're just borrowing a bit of space from some shop's building."
The one who approached with that explanation was that same vice priest with the gentle face.
I already knew full well what that seemingly kind face had done.
He held it out in front of me first, saying he'd make me recall my memories.
I still couldn't perceive its existence, but I knew it manipulated my perception.
With this, I'd been toyed with at the whims of those damn humans and yoma.
As it was thrust before my eyes, my vision blurred for a brief moment, but that was it.
My thoughts didn't dull like before, and at least to me, nothing felt changed.
Seeing my reaction, the vice priest gave me a puzzled look. Then, with surprised eyes, he let out an admiring sound.
"Hm...? What's this? The hypnosis is already undone? Or was it never on you to begin with?"
"...I just remembered everything right now."
"Ho. Impressive. The hypnosis from 'Grace' doesn't break even if the subject thinks they've died... But as expected of an exorcist. You have strong resistance. And you're remarkably calm. Is that because you're an exorcist too?"
"Shut up...."
As he'd said, my memories had returned.
They'd nearly resurfaced multiple times, only to be forcibly reset by that damn landlord uncle's hypnosis, but without that interference, I'd recalled everything the moment I came to.
Even so, I seemed calm simply because I hadn't fully processed all the memories yet.
Sure, it was embarrassing. The kind of black history where I'd probably kick my legs wildly under the covers.
But they felt so unreal that the shock wasn't that great. Indistinguishable from dreams.
And right now, I had more pressing matters than writhing over shameful memories.
The men in priestly robes surrounding me.
The Order's headquarters.
Not a single element could be ignored.
In this situation, what should I do?
What was the best choice?
I was busy thinking about that.
No mental bandwidth for anything extraneous.
'...Should I just not overthink it and kill them all? Or prepare for contingencies and escape first....'
"Hey, hey. I can hear your brain grinding from here. Stop wasting that not-so-great head of yours on useless thoughts."
"...You bastard, who said my head isn't great?"
"Yours, offering lady. Isn't it lacking up top 'cause you dumped all your stats into that body? That body's fucking delicious, though."
"...You son of a bitch...!"
The one mocking me like that was the baseball cap guy from the bus.
He'd styled his hair back with wax instead of the cap now.
"Please be quiet, newbie. ...But he's not wrong. No need to overthink anything. You just have to obey orders."
At his gesture, one of the seated vice priests approached and uncuffed my hands.
I shot them a questioning look.
I could break cuffs like these easily if I used my power, sure....
After uncuffing me, the vice priest explained, "We can't have you dwelling on useless thoughts."
He explained, but I still didn't get it.
What was he talking about?
"First, time to grasp your situation. You'll face our vice priests one-on-one."
It was absurd.
"What?" slipped out of me, but the vice priest ignored it and explained the 1v1 rules.
-Don't escape this conference room.
-Admit defeat first, and it's over.
-Naturally, no inflicting physical harm.
Anything else was fair game.
Making them admit defeat was up to you.
It was a sloppy explanation, hardly worthy of rules.
Of course, I could guess the intent.
'I was under hypnosis without knowing. Toyed with at their leisure.'
That's how I'd spent nearly a whole month. They had every reason to be absolutely confident in their power.
Moreover, they didn't know I was a Special Grade Exorcist. No clue how strong one was.
So they figured they could subdue me leisurely, even in the worst case.
They were completely underestimating me.
'But charging head-on wouldn't be wise.'
Last time, I'd fallen for hypnosis only because I was off-guard.
With proper precautions, a Special Grade Exorcist like me wouldn't fall for such cheap tricks again.
Still, that didn't mean I could act carelessly.
There was always the off-chance.
'─What I need to watch out for is that... the thing they call "Grace"...!'
I still couldn't perceive it.
But knowing it existed gave me plenty of ways to counter.
"......."
The vice priest who uncuffed me stepped back, and I rose from the chair.
I turned to look at the vice priests encircling the room in a semicircle around me and Dom.
Shrrk─
I materialized my spiritual power into chains, wrapping them around Dom's body.
Then I yanked her toward me and leaped, instantly putting distance between us and the vice priests.
"You think I'd play along just because you say so?!"
No matter what, acting as the enemy intended was unwise.
So I'd decided to escape this place quickly with Dom.
The conference room had one entrance at the front and one at the back. The front meant crossing the vice priests, but the back didn't.
Bam!
I kicked down the back door and dashed into the corridor outside, clutching Dom tightly to my chest.
The corridor was pitch-black, unlit. Not knowing the building's layout, I wandered a bit, but figuring any direction was fine, I just ran.
"You're fired up, Ryeong."
"Dom, you were awake?!"
"Mhm, you bet~ Anyway, this is nice. Feels like I'm a princess☆"
Dom, hugged to my chest, spoke nonchalantly, as if oblivious to the tension.
It almost made me forget how urgent the situation was.
"I think escaping was a good call. Thought you'd be the type to charge in first, Ryeong, but nah?"
"...If it were just me, yeah."
But Dom was here too.
She could be taken hostage, and there were all sorts of variables, so unlike my usual self, I'd chosen flight.
I wasn't the type to bulldoze blindly in every situation.
'They're not chasing...?'
The second floor was a maze-like structure.
Even after twisting through corridors several times, I hadn't found an exit.
Finally, I spotted stairs leading down.
After racing through another corridor, I found the door I wanted.
'Through this door, to the outside─!'
I burst through the broken door into the room beyond.
And faced a familiar conference room, with the vice priests waiting boredly, as if expecting us.
"...Why...?"
"That's what I wanna ask, Ryeong...? What're you doing?"
I muttered in dismay, while Dom, held in my arms, asked strangely.
"You've returned. We were waiting."
Only that gentle-faced vice priest greeted us casually.
The others wore various expressions, but clear mockery and scorn filled their faces.
Still holding Dom, I retreated back to the corridor.
And ran through the building searching for an exit again, just like before.
After dashing through the maze for a while, thinking I'd reached my goal, we were back in that conference room somehow.
I tried it several times.
I even had Dom scout paths midway, ran together with her, used pathfinding spells.
Suspecting a barrier trapping people inside and making them wander, I tried detection spells too.
Nothing registered.
By the eleventh failed attempt overall, arriving once more at that conference room.
I finally gave up on escaping. Dom looked serious too.
The vice priest who approached us had the same calm, leisurely expression, as if he'd known all along.
"The rule was 'Do not leave this conference room.' Get it now?"
"...Get what."
"That you bitches can't help but obey our commands. That you're our flesh toilet slave whores."
The vice priest laughed.
His kind smile unchanged. But his tone now carried a savage nature unlike before. It sent chills down my spine.
Soon, not just the gentle-faced one, but the other vice priests closed in, surrounding Dom and me.
They grabbed us to prevent escape, then began groping and toying with our bodies as they pleased.
Despite their unremarkable strength, we couldn't shake off their hands at all, surrendering our bodies to their whims....