Chapter 112: Tool(1)
Chapter 112: Tool(1)
Lina explained to the party about Barikmeteo’s hideout.
Its name was the Dream Forest.
It was a rather infamous forest in the Empire.
A place where all sorts of monsters lived, and where the forest’s unique properties made people see illusions.
“But no matter how formidable the Dream Forest is, with the Saintess’s power, we should be able to pass through it with ease. The problem is… well. With her personality, I wonder if she’ll even agree to leave tomorrow…”
“Don’t worry. The Saintess will be here tomorrow.”
“It seems you did a better job persuading her than I thought, Kerry. She’s not the type to be easily swayed…”
“That’s my husband for you!”
“How did you manage to tame that arrogant Saintess, Kerry?”
I just told the party that I reminded her of her mission at the end of our conversation.
Anyway, Barikmeteo. That cat-like bastard had his eyes on me.
But it probably didn’t matter much anymore. Not only did I have the Relic Bracelet Lina had prepared for me, but I had also consumed the Doll Ginseng, a legendary-grade elixir.
Now, I didn’t think I’d have to worry much even if that cat swiped his paw at me.
The party decided to head for the Dream Forest as soon as the Saintess arrived at the inn the next morning.
The monumental day I had acquired the Saintess drew to a close.
*
The next day, in front of the inn. The Saintess arrived, dressed in her usual obscene attire.
She came in a massive carriage, accompanied by her handmaidens.
Honestly, she loves showing off. And why is she dressed so provocatively? You can see her underwear right through it.
What an absurd virgin bitch!
Lina came out of the inn to meet the Saintess. With a stiff expression, she spoke first.
“It has been a while, Saintess. About what happened the other day…”
It seemed Lina was trying to apologize first for the sake of the party’s atmosphere.
But I wasn’t about to let that happen.
I gave the Saintess a look. The meaning was clear: You apologize first.
The Saintess trembled, then forced a synthetic smile and spoke.
“Hero. I was very rude last time. I invited you and Kerry to the gathering, only to lash out with harsh words. Please… with your generous heart… forgive me.”
Not bad.
The Saintess apologized, trembling all the while. Lina, surprised by this, looked flustered.
“Oh, well… yes. Saintess. I apologize for my rudeness as well. Haha. To be honest, I never expected you to apologize first. This is quite a surprise.”
Lina probably never dreamed the Saintess would be the first to apologize.
“I had a lot to think about after my conversation with Kerry yesterday. I realized my actions were unbecoming of my name and position as the Saintess. I have decided to live a life worthy of that name from now on.”
I had ordered her to say that through the Star of Bondage.
“Just what did you and Kerry talk about…?”
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you that. It involved some of my private affairs…”
Lina looked back at me. Her gaze held more than just surprise; it was bordering on reverence.
From Lina’s perspective, it was impossible to imagine that the woman before her was the same Saintess she had known in her past life.
But soon enough, Lina came to an understanding.
‘Natasha… and Victoria, too. They’re completely different from how they were in my past life. And it’s all thanks to Kerry.’
Just as Lina was thinking about me, the Saintess spoke.
“Then let’s depart at once.”
She urged them on, as if she had given up. But there was a problem.
“Uhm, Saintess… are your handmaidens coming with us?”
“Yes, of course. How else am I supposed to cook my meals and wash myself without them?” the Saintess said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
So she can’t even eat or wash without a handmaiden? What a ridiculous bitch.
“As you’ve heard, we are heading to the Dream Forest. It is too dangerous to bring handmaidens along. More importantly… a carriage that large may be fine for traveling within the capital, but it’s not suited for other places.”
Besides, those handmaidens would need to eat, too, which would double our luggage.
Bringing handmaidens on a journey like this was impossible from the start.
At Lina’s words, the Saintess’s eyes widened as if she’d heard something unbelievable.
“Then… just th-three handmaidens.”
“I’m afraid not.”
“Two…?”
“That’s also not possible.”
“One! I can’t compromise on this.”
“…”
As the Saintess stubbornly insisted, I simply shook my head once. At that, she gave up with a look of despair.
The journey began with only the carriage and supplies I had prepared in advance.
The party now consisted of Lina, Natasha, Victoria, the Saintess, the old woman, and me.
Six people in total. We had to get a bigger carriage than before.
And the Saintess tried to bring so much luggage, you’d think she was moving houses.
Of course, I made her get rid of everything except the bare essentials.
“We’re off, my lords and ladies.”
The coachman finished speaking, and the carriage began to move.
The air inside the moving carriage was awkward, due to the Saintess’s sudden addition to the group.
“…”
An awkward silence.
The Saintess, seemingly unfazed by the atmosphere, sat with her arms crossed, gazing out the window.
Natasha and Victoria sat on either side of me, glaring at her.
In truth, the tense atmosphere was because of their hostility.
Then, Natasha spoke up.
“Excuse me, Saintess. I have a question. Did you apologize to my husband? I heard you said some very harsh things to him last time.”
As always, Natasha’s only concern was me. Victoria, sitting next to her, chimed in.
“I would also like to clear the air on that matter. No matter if you are the Saintess, what you did was too much.”
I expected it from Natasha, but I didn’t think Victoria, a noble, would step in as well.
The Saintess, angered by their words, shot them a glare. This wouldn’t do. She clearly hasn’t been reformed enough.
My eyes met the Saintess’s. She flinched in surprise, then began to offer an apology.
“Regarding the events of a few days ago, I have already properly apologized to Ker… no. To Sir Kerry.”
Damn right she did. She apologized while sobbing and snotting all over the place. She even offered up her pussy as a sign of her apology.
“She’s right, everyone. I received a proper apology from the Saintess. And she has decided to turn over a new leaf and live a new life. Isn’t that right, Saintess?”
The Saintess gave a small nod.
“Let’s try to trust her, just this once.”
Even with my words, the tense atmosphere in the party didn’t dissipate. This was going to take some time.
The carriage fell silent, the only sound being Natasha whining to me.
Lina, of course, could never welcome the Saintess, and Victoria, being a noble who understood the Saintess’s power, treated her with extreme caution.
I wanted to scream that the Saintess was nothing but my plaything now. The king has donkey ears!
The Saintess, pretending to look outside, kept stealing glances at me.
She seemed fascinated by the way I was handling Natasha’s whining.
‘Last night you were such a… beast, and now you’re pretending to be so nice.’
[Beep— Negative will toward Master has been detected. Commencing punishment.]
‘What? N-No, not that. Stop it, not in here!’
[Level 1 Punishment: ‘Clitoris Rubbing for 30 seconds’.]
‘I told you, not in here! I… I won’t think bad thoughts anymore! Please, just stop!’
No matter how much the Saintess pleaded internally, Ego did not stop. It simply carried out the punishment I had registered.
Beneath the Saintess’s clothes, the black bands from yesterday were wrapped around her entire body.
The black band encircling the clitoris of her pussy began to vibrate with a low hum.
“Hahng!”
“?”
Her body now extremely sensitive, the Saintess couldn’t hold back a moan. The rest of the party looked at her, puzzled.
With a flushed face, the Saintess said, as if making an excuse.
“M-My… stomach suddenly… hurts…”
“Are you feeling very unwell?”
“N-No, that’s not it, Hero. I’m fine now… Haaahng!”
“…If you’re in a lot of pain, we can stop the carriage and rest for a bit.”
“No. I-I have Heal. If I use Heal… yes. I’ll be fine.”
The Saintess said as much and used Heal on her perfectly fine stomach. In the meantime, 30 seconds passed, and the punishment ended.
Only I, knowing the full truth, smirked at the Saintess.
As for the problem of her love juice, Ego would take care of it without me having to worry.
It wasn’t the soul of a legendary-grade Ego Sword for nothing. Even Ego had that much sense.
I leisurely watched the Saintess, the only one in the party getting turned on by herself. This was pretty entertaining.
The carriage ran hard, and several days passed.
The party finally arrived at the Dream Forest.
“So this is the Dream Forest. It’s as spooky as the rumors say.”
The forest was so thick with fog that you couldn’t see a foot in front of you.
The trees, which should have been green, were for some reason a dreary, dull color.
The forest was eerily silent, save for the sound of our voices, which made it even creepier.
“To think he lives in a place like this… that cat has some seriously twisted tastes.”
“Cat?”
“I mean Barikmeteo.”
“Pfft. You’re the first person I’ve ever heard call Barikmeteo that. This place is certainly as dangerous as the rumors say. A powerful, ancient curse hangs over the entire forest. A normal person would go mad just by stepping inside.”
Lina said this, then looked toward the Saintess.
It was as if she was asking if there wasn’t something the Saintess could do. The Saintess reluctantly stepped forward.
“A forest’s curse… is meaningless before me.”
She clasped her hands together as if in prayer and closed her eyes. In that moment, she looked as graceful as a real saintess. Oh, right. She is a real saintess.
She was wearing a black bra under her white nun’s habit, making her underwear clearly visible, which somehow made even her praying posture look damn hot.
“Goddess’s Protection.”
The moment the Saintess finished her incantation, a sacred golden light descended from the sky, bathing the party.
“Now, the forest’s curse should no longer be a problem.”
I nodded. It was worth the effort to bring her along.
Just as the party was about to pick up their luggage and enter the forest, I grabbed the bags and handed them to the Saintess.
“By the way, Saintess? Didn’t we agree yesterday that you would carry everyone’s luggage as a sign of your atonement?”
“I-I did?”
“Of course. Don’t you remember?”
‘This rotten bastard!’
[Beep— Negative will toward Master has been detected. Commencing Level 2 Punishment.]
‘No… this is! It’s not fair!’
[Level 2 Punishment is a Full-Body Orgasm Massage for 5 minutes.]
‘N-No!’
The Saintess shuddered, feeling an orgasm welling up from her pussy.
“Saintess?”
“…Everyone, give me your luggage. I… I will carry it.”
Should’ve just done it from the start.
The party began to hand their luggage to the Saintess.
Lina insisted on carrying her own until the end, but I couldn’t let her be the exception.
The sight of the Saintess carrying six people’s worth of luggage and food by herself was quite pitiful. She looked like some kind of sea turtle.
“Kerry… is this… really okay?”
Perhaps the trauma from her past life still lingered. Lina looked worried.
“It’s fine. This is her atonement. She needs to do this to feel at ease. It can’t be helped.”
Besides, the Saintess’s strength stat was higher than it looked. She was a mana user, after all.
There was nothing to worry about.
After I reassured her, Lina finally seemed to relax a little and nodded.
More importantly, it felt like breaking the Saintess’s defiant spirit was going to take longer than I thought.
‘Ego. When do you think the Saintess will finally break?’
[Displaying the Saintess’s Obedience as a numerical value.]
[Saintess’s Obedience – 5 percent]
Only 5 percent? Well, I could tell just by looking at her stiff attitude.
Whatever. It’s no fun if it’s too easy.
There would be plenty of time with the Saintess from now on. I just had to tame her slowly.
“Alright, we’re entering the forest. Everyone, stay sharp. Even though the Saintess’s blessing has blocked the curse, the monsters are still here. And the monsters in this forest are far more vicious than ordinary ones.”
Everyone nodded at Lina’s words.
The party began to walk, wary of the forest. I could feel the cold, damp air of the forest entering my lungs.
The others were on high alert, scanning their surroundings, but I couldn’t do the same.
It was because of the messages appearing before my eyes.
[‘Kerry’s Personal Cock Sleeve’ harbors ill will toward Master. Commencing Level 1 Punishment.]
[‘Kerry’s Personal Cock Sleeve’ harbors defiance toward Master. Commencing Level 2 Punishment.]
[‘Kerry’s Personal Cock Sleeve’ resents Master. Commencing Level 2 Punishment.]
I turned around to see the Saintess walking behind us, sweating profusely.
From the looks of it, she couldn’t stop herself from resenting me internally.
She’s still a long way from being reformed.
Just then, a rather unusual message appeared.
[‘Kerry’s Personal Cock Sleeve’ is forming a treacherous plan.]
[Would you like to hear the plan of ‘Kerry’s Personal Cock Sleeve’?]
‘Yes.’
At that moment, the Saintess’s voice echoed in my head.
[Kerry. You son of a bitch! I’ll never forgive you. It wasn’t enough to molest me yesterday, now you’re making me do this menial labor… It’s humiliating! Haaahng… because of the punishment… my pussy… Anyway, as soon as I get the chance, I’m going to dispel the holy spell. Then that bastard Kerry will go mad from the forest’s curse. He won’t be able to give me orders then. Hahaha… Haaahng… damn this punishment. Let it do what it wants. Once I get my chance, it’s all over.]
It seems I’ve been too nice to the Saintess.
For a healer… no, for a mere tool to dare defy her master.
Swift re-education was urgently needed.