Chapter 44
Chapter 44
Even though the aphrodisiac gas had pushed me into a state of arousal, there was no way I could bring myself to relieve it using the sheath.
If I did that, the self-loathing afterward would probably destroy me.
So instead, I found a separate room and went inside.
[§※▲＠◎★◐▩◈!!]
Prah shouted something incomprehensible from where I had left it at the entrance, but I ignored it.
Even if it was a sword, it still had a mind of its own.
There was no way I was going to show it something like that.
Anyway, I barely managed to calm myself down by recalling my first night with Rene and Rin.
‘Hoo… I can finally breathe again.’
[Contractor, explain why you left me behind!]
‘You want me to do something that embarrassing right in front of you?’
[Hah…! Have you never heard that one should treat their weapon like a lover?]
Prah let out a deep sigh.
Hearing something like that from a sword felt strange.
But it wasn’t just a weapon—it had an ego.
I couldn’t expose my private matters so casually.
‘Maybe if we were closer. But not now.’
[How cruel. I thought our bond was stronger than anyone else’s.]
‘It hasn’t even been a month since we met.’
We had gone through a lot together.
But calling it deep intimacy?
That felt like a stretch.
[How sorrowful! Truly sorrowful!]
‘If you’re that upset, try turning into a human. If you become a beautiful woman, maybe I’ll bow to you.’
[…]
[Contractor… I will make you regret those words.]
‘Sure you will.’
I shrugged it off.
Even Kang Junhyuk’s holy sword had an ego, but it couldn’t transform into a human.
No weapon in the story ever did.
So Prah turning into a woman?
Impossible.
[Without fail… I will…]
Ignoring its vow of revenge, I returned to where Charlotte was.
About ten minutes had passed.
My ‘nocturnal instinct’ remained calm.
Meaning—
she was still safe.
So I walked back without much concern.
And then—
everything went wrong.
“Buhihit!”
A crude pig-like laugh echoed nearby.
I hadn’t sensed anything.
Yet the sound was real.
Hallucination?
No.
A bad feeling hit me—
and I ran.
“Princess!”
When I arrived—
there was an orc.
Green-skinned.
Right in front of her.
My instincts hadn’t reacted.
Why?
No time to think.
The orc—
lifted her skirt.
“…Shit.”
He was about to act on his filthy desires.
I charged.
“Buhihit! White panties, huh!”
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Buhik?!”
Crash!
I slammed a flying knee into his face.
He flew back—
crashing into the wall.
‘The princess—?’
[She’s unharmed.]
‘Good.’
Relief washed over me.
Then anger replaced it.
“How dare you…”
The orc struggled—
barely conscious.
I moved to cut him down—
but—
he raised his hands.
Surrender.
“…You understand me?”
“Y-yes…!”
“…Why can you speak?”
“The Queen taught me…!”
“Queen?”
That word—
stood out.
“…The dungeon master?”
“…Y-yes!”
So I was right.
“Speak. Or die.”
“I will! Please spare me!”
“Depends.”
He swallowed hard—
then spoke.
“The Queen is the dungeon master! A great ancient demon… the only Succubus Queen… Asmodeus!”
“…Asmodeus.”
That checked out.
But—
only one Succubus Queen?
That was new.
Still—
it made sense.
Succubi in the story were mindless.
But this one—
had intelligence.
“Why were you here?”
“To check the entrance trap…!”
“Then why touch her?”
“…Wait. She’s a princess?”
“…Yes.”
Mistake.
I shouldn’t have said that.
“Buhihit! I saw a princess’s panties!”
“…Disgusting.”
[Even with intelligence, an orc is still an orc.]
He suddenly got offended.
“What’s that look?! Panties are sacred! You don’t understand their beauty?!”
“…I don’t want to.”
“Pure white! Ribbons! Stripes! Bear prints! Thongs! Stockings! Strings! C-strings! Each with their own charm depending on sweat, fit, and condition—!”
“…You’re insane.”
[Agreed.]
A full-blown pervert.
Probably influenced by living near a succubus.
“So if you like panties that much, why not look at your Queen’s?”
That single question—
killed his expression.
“…Her Majesty’s… is…”
“Boring?”
“…No. It’s just… she stays locked in the dungeon all day doing nothing. Watching her kills any excitement.”
“…Wow.”
“Also… she’s never seduced a man. Not once.”
“…What?”
“The Succubus Queen… is a shut-in virgin.”
“….”
That—
was not something I wanted to know.