The Inquisitor's Terrified Flight

Leona Krovell's orders from above had been simple. "Investigate the recent chaos in the Stigma Zone. And if possible, eliminate its cause." She had no idea why such orders had come down. Nor did she know what the Holy Church hoped to gain from the Stigma Zone. Leona simply received her command as a Heretic Inquisitor of the Holy Church and obeyed it.

"Personal doubts or subjectivity during a mission are nothing but obstacles."

It hadn't taken her long to pinpoint the source of the chaos. The organization that had been rapidly expanding its influence lately: the Zan-yeong-hoe. Or, more precisely, the mysterious woman who had started smashing the Zan-yeong-hoe to pieces. This was her first mission of such scale, but she figured she could handle it without much trouble. Leona was a Heretic Inquisitor carefully nurtured by the Holy Church. With just a bit more experience, she was expected to soon take on the role of a strategic weapon—a promising prodigy.

And yet, that promising prodigy from the Church was now blocked by a massive wall of mystery.

"Just... what is that woman...?"

Zan-yeong-hoe. They were a cancer on society that needed to be cut out sooner or later, so she had tracked down information on the woman while eliminating them. And now, she had finally cornered her here.

"Hngghk...! W-Wait a sec!"

At first, Leona thought she could take her out easily. The woman didn't have an overwhelming amount of demonic energy, and dodging Leona's sword was the best she could manage. There was something odd, though. She clearly looked like a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠demon by her appearance, but holy power had no effect. It was incomprehensible, but that was all.

"Wait, wait! Can't we just talk?"

She kept trying to halt the fight and slip away from the situation. It was the kind of behavior Leona often saw from low-combat-power heretics during missions.

But then.

"You started flirting first?"

She suddenly dropped the formal speech and spouted something nonsensical.

"I need to see your bare skin."

"...Pardon?"

She sexually harassed her. And as a bonus, the aura she emitted changed.

"I've heard of it before. There are beings who unlock sealed power once certain conditions are met."

Was this woman one of them? ...If so, did her "condition" involve spewing lewd, filthy words?

"...I don't know much about the restrictions, but she's definitely been hiding her power."

At first, it had been an overwhelming fight. One where absolute victory seemed certain. But at some point, the woman's movements changed, and the moment she cloaked her body in lightning, they were almost equals.

"Uhihit!"

Her laugh suggested she wasn't entirely sane, though.

She even started coating her sword with the lightning like sword aura and swinging it around. The power of the thunderbolts pouring out from it...

"It stings... Feels gross."

It wasn't piercing the holy armor around her body, but it was definitely affecting her. Her skin prickled, her movements felt hindered. Every crackle made her body twitch involuntarily.

"Ngh..."

Was this woman a Pikachu or something? Shaking off the lightning's power with effort, Leona spat out her discomfort.

It was less a question and more a rebuke or condemnation, but...

"W-What the hell is that weird thing...?"

The response she got wasn't what she'd expected.

"How far are you gonna tease me...?"

"P-Pardon?"

"You're really going all out, huh."

That was the first ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠time Leona felt it. Ah, so that's why the seniors warned me not to engage lunatics. This woman? She was just a crazy bitch.

Every time Leona swung her sword or her attacks grazed Leona, she panted like she was in heat. ...Now that she looked, she really was in heat. Her cheeks were flushed pink, her dilated pupils almost had hearts floating in them.

"She's... getting sexually aroused mid-battle?"

The Church seniors had drilled two things into Leona repeatedly. First: don't engage lunatics. Second...

"If you run into a pervert, just run. Those guys have no reasoning."

The woman in front of her ticked both boxes. A crazy pervert.

"I need to run."

The sense of crisis hit her late. Of course, if she steeled herself and fought properly, she was confident she could win six out of ten times. The lightning was annoying, but Leona still held the advantage.

But...

"I'm scared."

She just... didn't want to deal with her anymore. She wanted out right now. If she lost, who knew what horrifying things she'd suffer.

The moment she made up her mind, Leona spun on her heel and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bolted. It was the first time the Church's prodigy Heretic Inquisitor had failed a mission. The first time she'd abandoned one of her own accord. A single tear welled in Leona's eye. ...Not from the mission failure, but sheer terror.

"Huh...? What?!"

Why'd she suddenly run away?!

I immediately extended my clairvoyance to chase after Leona. Her retreating back looked utterly terrified for some reason.

"Your back! Showing me your back like that! Uhihih!"

"D-Don't follow me!"

Leona cried out in a voice thick with tears. As if, I wanted to shout back—but sadly, I lost her soon after. The basic specs were too different; the distance kept widening.

"Haaah... haaah! She's fast!"

And I still haven't seen your bare skin!

But this was surely a fated connection. We'd meet again someday. I believed that.

As I caught my breath watching Leona vanish in an instant, the sword in my hand suddenly crumbled to dust.

"Ah..."

The sword, already at its durability limit, couldn't handle the thunder energy anymore. But still, only swung it twice...

"If we'd kept fighting, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I'd have lost for sure."

Without a sword, even with my limiter off, it'd be a definite loss. Leona was that skilled. Ending the fight here was a blessing.

"Hmph."

Still, something felt off, so I looked around. Corpses everywhere. Mostly Zan-yeong-hoe grunts I'd killed, plus one elite cadre Leona had sliced up upon arrival. No more opponents left.

"Just when my body was heating up..."

Oh well, what could I do? It was over. Too late to raid another branch, so I decided to head home.

"Farming first, though."

Common sense: mobs drop items and cash. Might as well loot everything from this Zan-yeong-hoe branch!

Money first—black money, kinda sketchy to carry, so donate it somewhere... Items scattered around. Most useless, though.

"These guys aren't high-level anyway."

If I'd followed Dust Saga's plot and met them at the original timing, they'd be a massive organization by now...

"Trash anyway."

Tons of people would've suffered in the process. No matter how I thought about it, wiping them out early was right.

I grabbed a few decent-looking weapons...

"Ooh? Oooh?!"

The cadre's weapon caught my eye. A pretty high-quality sword.

"How'd I miss this?"

A bit bigger than what I usually used. But the blade's bluish hue looked no joke. And it even had its name engraved in Hanja on the blade.

Cheongryong Sword.

"Whoa. So tacky!"

Azure Dragon? For you? Got one-shot by Leona. Well, wuxia novels have random scrubs calling themselves dragons or tigers.

Flicked my finger on the blade—ting~ A clear, resonant ring spread out.

"Ahh...!"

Such a lewd sound! Tacky name aside, definitely a named sword.

I sheathed the Cheongryong Sword at my waist, bundled up the other weapons, and hugged them tight.

"All this is mine now!"

Heheheh.

"My god, miss! What is this mess?!"

"Bella! Listen, listen? I met a Heretic Inquisitor! And got this super-general-neo-god Cheongryong Sword too...!"

"What did I say would happen if you came back hurt again?"

"Uh..."

Bella snatched the weapons from my arms and neatly set them on the floor. Then she slipped her hands under my armpits, hoisted me up effortlessly, and tossed me onto the bed like a sack.

"Wait, wait! Bella!"

"No waiting, miss."

Eek! Couldn't resist!

Bella rolled up my top, fully exposing my belly. Cool air hit my skin.

"This... is your punishment."

Bella slowly leaned down.

"Wait..."

Her soft, moist lips drew near. Her warm breath seeped from between them, tickling my chilled belly with a pleasant itch.

Finally, ever so slowly, her lips pressed against my lower abdomen. My body twitched at the sensation.

And then...

"Brrrrbbbbbbrrrrrp!!!"

"GyaAAAAH! Save me!"

"Brroooobbbbrrrrrp!!!"

"Kyaaah...!"

The ultimate villainous belly raspberry...!!!

Couldn't fight back... Wanted to grab her head and push, but couldn't muster the strength. What if I hurt Bella...!

"Using your fragile self as a hostage to torment me..."

Bella was the world's sneakiest pervert maid.