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A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 81

A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 81

Chapter 81 – Episode 81. Things You Shouldn’t Show to Others (3)

“… You want it to end.”

As the words came out of Dave’s mouth, Heira belatedly realized what she had said and stopped breathing.

“Oh, no. No way.”

I didn’t bring this up because I wanted to break up with him.

Although I don’t know who he is and I’ve never directly asked him why he’s at this party, it’s not his status or purpose that matters to Heira.

I just needed a companion to share my life with.

Of course, it’s not that anyone didn’t care, but the beginning…

“It can’t be. You are…”

Because the first act when I first met him was pleasant.

It was the first time he knew that mixing one another’s body could be so ecstatic, and the pleasure he felt at that moment energized his empty life.

“I just want to be with you…”

Was it wrong to think that I wanted to feel it more and build a bond with the person I was connected to?

Although the sadism he showed afterwards lacked the tenderness and warmth of his beginning, Heira couldn’t bear to believe what she saw then was a lie.

Obviously, if you hold on, you will be able to feel the same thing again.

“There’s no way I want the relationship to end…”

“Yeah hey, I know it’s true.”

As if Heira’s desperation was okay, the man just smiled.

“You’re just scary. Because I’m not the only person you care about.”

He sat down on her knees and quietly looked into her eyes.

“But if your nature is for those dear to you…”

While stroking her face covered in tears and spittle with a gentle hand.

“In fact, if you find out that you are so lewd and vulgar, the two of you will surely feel a lot of disappointment in you.”

“Uh, well… !”

A breath that fills up at once as you stroke it.

It was mixed with crying, and even the sound of croaking was heard, but as if even the sound was sweet, the smile drawn on his lips only gradually grew thicker.

Now, he has turned into a miserable existence, unable to find the innocence of the past.

“… Hey.”

As if looking at a girl who claims to be her sex slave, her heartfelt desire.

“You don’t want to be despised by the two of you, do you? You don’t want to be seen the way you are now, not only to the two of you, but to everyone you meet in the future.”

“… Yes yes. So please…”

“Then you have to choose.”

Yes, everything so far has been done to present the current option.

Violence, abusive language, and even staining her innocent body and mind couldn’t break this girl’s heart.

Leaving behind her memories, taking the risk of being together with her, and even using hardline measures to violate her dignity.

“Should I persevere until the end, or would I turn everything that has existed into nothing and live without knowing anything?”

“Erasing the spirit, the memory…”

Although she made her own beginnings.

In order to foresee the future that even the countless connection points that will unfold later may be lost by clinging only to that one.

“… It’s too much.”

At the end of it, if the scale tilts to the other side, the girl will surely pray earnestly toward herself.

Please go back to the days when you didn’t know anything.

She wants to turn the time of her miserable fall into something that never existed, and she wants to erase even the happy memories she so longed to leave behind.

“It’s too much, what the hell, why did you go this far…”

“Why am I pushing you like this…”

Of course, you won’t be able to choose right now.

Patience is a very familiar thing for this girl.

It would be too greedy to want to hear an answer right away from the girl who said that she had lived for over 100 years and had spent half of her life on such patience.

“That doesn’t matter to you. If it was important, she would have asked before.”

So she has to push even more relentlessly.

Even if it is completely different from my original intention.

“So you just have to choose.”

In order to perfectly deceive the gaze of a girl who has the senses to detect even such changes in emotions, she plays her heartless existence…

“Whether to endure this relationship unnoticed by anyone. Or erase her memory and go back to when she knew nothing.”

By highlighting only her desire to get rid of this girl, she conceals even the slightest shaking of her that will be revealed in her unconscious.

“… Ugh, ugh.”

At the cold attitude that was created at the end, the girl couldn’t choose either way and just burst into tears.

“Ah, ah… !”

The rest of the fear that the two people who haven’t reached this place yet will hear it.

As I tightened my throat and muffled the sound.

***

And, the two people who had been quarreling at the bottom of the hill for a while.

Serica and Ymir, whose emotions were gradually overheated, ended up fighting, and at the end of the battle, only the winner and the loser were left.

“That, stop. Stop it. Because I lost…”

Celica was unable to dispel her gravity magic and remained stuck on the ground until her stamina ran out.

There was only resignation in her voice, tired of her power, but Ymir, as if she couldn’t believe her words, was putting more power into her hands that controlled her mana.

“Hey, who’s the one who quarreled with a person who was dying from exhaustion in the first place? If you’re going to apologize, do it right, you bastard.”

“Yeah, but Mr. Ymir started it first! Even today, against monsters…”

“What? Increase the gravity by 100 times?”

“Oh, no. I was wrong. I made a mistake, please forgive me!”

Celica made a plea while being crushed to the ground. It is certain that she lost her will to fight as it clearly showed the difference in her skills, but even so, Ymir couldn’t accept her words as they were sincere.

No matter how much she increased her gravity to several times the normal amount, she was a hero and her learning ability was ridiculous.

The moment she was a little careless, she tried to stand up through the part where her power was weakly applied, so she had no choice but to lose all of her strength in suppressing her physically exhausted state.

If you suddenly change your mind in such a situation and draw your sword and run at it, you will be killed right away…

“… Anyway, why are you so open-minded about a topic that I’m still new to?”

Despite such a risk, Ymir finally decided to release Celica’s restraint.

No matter how over-emotional he is, the current friction started because it was just a joke.

As long as she wasn’t involved with the object of her obsession, Celica would want to fight more than this and avoid harming each other.

“Gee, to do this with a tired body. In fact, isn’t it all too hard for her to say she’s tired?”

Of course, I still have bad feelings, so I can’t hear good things.

“What is Um-sal? Do you think I got the position of Archmage for nothing? If you want to win the title, you must not only master all the magical arts necessary for battle, but also have a lot of experience winning magic warfare competitions.”

“Ugh, you’re just bragging about yourself again.”

“I wasn’t bragging about myself, I was talking about the truth, you bastard. It’s because I don’t have any experience in actual combat, because I have a body that is dozens of times bigger than yours in terms of experience and experience.”

I don’t have a personality that hangs on my own position, but I like to look easygoing, but it’s absolutely not.

On the contrary, the body thinks that retaliation must be returned several times in order to prevent trouble.

That didn’t change even when she pushed Celica, but instead of being intimidated by herself, Celica instead took a strong charge.

“If you’ve been beaten to this extent, please understand that I’m not a poor person enough to be beaten by you.”

That kind of fighting spirit is imaginary, but if you aim and run until you’re exhausted, you won’t see it favorably either.

Soon after, as Yumir drew in her weary breath and scratched her rough head, Celica stretched herself out on the floor and caught her breath, she said.

“I never really thought of it as lame. It’s just that I want to get to know you in my own way…”

“Anyway, you will. I’ve been grinding this much, but if I can’t figure out the fountain… What?”

Ymir puts on a dazed expression at the unexpected words.

For a moment, I wondered if I had heard it wrong, but Celica, who was lying on her floor, was serious.

“You want to be friends? Who?”

“Who are you? It means that I want to get to know Ymir.”

Celica spoke seriously and raised her upper body.

However, as if she was embarrassed by what she said, a slight blush was visible on her face illuminated by the moon.

“No, what nonsense…”

Ymir, who read the truth from such a shy appearance, made a blank expression, and soon began scratching my cheek.

Wouldn’t it be better if she cursed at her? Even Yumir had a level of awareness that she had severely gnawed herself.

Even if she had some adjustments in such a yard, she would go to the point where she would wander between life and death.

“… I don’t think you’re joking.”

Words that can’t be easily believed, but the atmosphere is still undisturbed.

Yumir, who noticed that, finally calmed her fast breathing and tried to respond seriously.

“Still, it’s a bit hard to believe. The guy who jumped at me to kill me the first time, now she jokes about wanting to be friends with me.”

“I don’t care about that part anymore. Rather, if it was Ymir-san whom I had seen while working together… She thinks, for no reason, that she won’t lay her hands on a man who owns it.”

“Forgive me because there were circumstances in the affair. Is your generosity as broad as that of a saint? Is it because you are a warrior?”

Ymir looks at his eyes with the same twist as usual.

However, Celica’s gaze as she looked up at the moonlit night had a place in her coolness.

Is it because of the resignation that the time that has already passed does not change?

“… Because I knew that Ymir was just like me.”

No, not because of resignation, but because of enlightenment.

If you spend a month together, and observe each other’s every move while bickering, you naturally have no choice but to realize.

“Similar, what?”

“You like Dave.”

Although the course of her life and the years are different.

Even so, the fact that there is a common thing in common.

“… No.”

However, when the words came out from the person in front of me, what Ymir reflexively spat out was none other than denial.

“No, I… Nothing like that…”

It’s not really about being considerate of others.

Because it has to be.

Although she doesn’t know why, she said that she should never have a relationship with him.

“Do not worry. I don’t really have any intention of harming that part.”

Celica, who doesn’t care about Yumir’s confusion, gradually rises from her seat.

Then, strolling beneath her moonlight, she raised her feet upon her hill, and began to look down with her generous eyes upon her Yumir.

“Rather, I hope that Mr. Ymir will continue to maintain that feeling without denying it.”

“… You want me to keep it.”

“Isn’t Ymir like that? What a hero needs to take care of is everything, not the individual.”

Celica smiled brightly.

What was spit out at the end was an absurd conclusion that Ymir had never thought of.

“If he’s a hero, shouldn’t he be able to embrace all the people who love the person he comes to love?”

To even embrace the people who like the person you like.

Wasn’t she a statement that anyone would consider insane?

A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 81

A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 81

Chapter 81 - Episode 81. Things You Shouldn't Show to Others (3)



"... You want it to end."

As the words came out of Dave's mouth, Heira belatedly realized what she had said and stopped breathing.

"Oh, no. No way."

I didn't bring this up because I wanted to break up with him.

Although I don't know who he is and I've never directly asked him why he's at this party, it's not his status or purpose that matters to Heira.

I just needed a companion to share my life with.

Of course, it's not that anyone didn't care, but the beginning...

"It can't be. You are..."

Because the first act when I first met him was pleasant.

It was the first time he knew that mixing one another's body could be so ecstatic, and the pleasure he felt at that moment energized his empty life.

"I just want to be with you..."

Was it wrong to think that I wanted to feel it more and build a bond with the person I was connected to?


Although the sadism he showed afterwards lacked the tenderness and warmth of his beginning, Heira couldn't bear to believe what she saw then was a lie.

Obviously, if you hold on, you will be able to feel the same thing again.

"There's no way I want the relationship to end..."

"Yeah hey, I know it's true."


As if Heira's desperation was okay, the man just smiled.

"You're just scary. Because I'm not the only person you care about."


He sat down on her knees and quietly looked into her eyes.

"But if your nature is for those dear to you..."

While stroking her face covered in tears and spittle with a gentle hand.

"In fact, if you find out that you are so lewd and vulgar, the two of you will surely feel a lot of disappointment in you."

"Uh, well... !"


A breath that fills up at once as you stroke it.

It was mixed with crying, and even the sound of croaking was heard, but as if even the sound was sweet, the smile drawn on his lips only gradually grew thicker.

Now, he has turned into a miserable existence, unable to find the innocence of the past.

"... Hey."

As if looking at a girl who claims to be her sex slave, her heartfelt desire.

"You don't want to be despised by the two of you, do you? You don't want to be seen the way you are now, not only to the two of you, but to everyone you meet in the future."

"... Yes yes. So please..."

"Then you have to choose."

Yes, everything so far has been done to present the current option.

Violence, abusive language, and even staining her innocent body and mind couldn't break this girl's heart.

Leaving behind her memories, taking the risk of being together with her, and even using hardline measures to violate her dignity.


"Should I persevere until the end, or would I turn everything that has existed into nothing and live without knowing anything?"


"Erasing the spirit, the memory..."


Although she made her own beginnings.

In order to foresee the future that even the countless connection points that will unfold later may be lost by clinging only to that one.


"... It's too much."

At the end of it, if the scale tilts to the other side, the girl will surely pray earnestly toward herself.

Please go back to the days when you didn't know anything.

She wants to turn the time of her miserable fall into something that never existed, and she wants to erase even the happy memories she so longed to leave behind.


"It's too much, what the hell, why did you go this far..."

"Why am I pushing you like this..."

Of course, you won't be able to choose right now.

Patience is a very familiar thing for this girl.

It would be too greedy to want to hear an answer right away from the girl who said that she had lived for over 100 years and had spent half of her life on such patience.

"That doesn't matter to you. If it was important, she would have asked before."

So she has to push even more relentlessly.

Even if it is completely different from my original intention.

"So you just have to choose."


In order to perfectly deceive the gaze of a girl who has the senses to detect even such changes in emotions, she plays her heartless existence...


"Whether to endure this relationship unnoticed by anyone. Or erase her memory and go back to when she knew nothing."

By highlighting only her desire to get rid of this girl, she conceals even the slightest shaking of her that will be revealed in her unconscious.

"... Ugh, ugh."

At the cold attitude that was created at the end, the girl couldn't choose either way and just burst into tears.







"Ah, ah... !"

The rest of the fear that the two people who haven't reached this place yet will hear it.

As I tightened my throat and muffled the sound.


***


And, the two people who had been quarreling at the bottom of the hill for a while.

Serica and Ymir, whose emotions were gradually overheated, ended up fighting, and at the end of the battle, only the winner and the loser were left.

"That, stop. Stop it. Because I lost..."

Celica was unable to dispel her gravity magic and remained stuck on the ground until her stamina ran out.

There was only resignation in her voice, tired of her power, but Ymir, as if she couldn't believe her words, was putting more power into her hands that controlled her mana.

"Hey, who's the one who quarreled with a person who was dying from exhaustion in the first place? If you're going to apologize, do it right, you bastard."

"Yeah, but Mr. Ymir started it first! Even today, against monsters..."

"What? Increase the gravity by 100 times?"

"Oh, no. I was wrong. I made a mistake, please forgive me!"

Celica made a plea while being crushed to the ground. It is certain that she lost her will to fight as it clearly showed the difference in her skills, but even so, Ymir couldn't accept her words as they were sincere.

No matter how much she increased her gravity to several times the normal amount, she was a hero and her learning ability was ridiculous.

The moment she was a little careless, she tried to stand up through the part where her power was weakly applied, so she had no choice but to lose all of her strength in suppressing her physically exhausted state.

If you suddenly change your mind in such a situation and draw your sword and run at it, you will be killed right away...

"... Anyway, why are you so open-minded about a topic that I'm still new to?"


Despite such a risk, Ymir finally decided to release Celica's restraint.

No matter how over-emotional he is, the current friction started because it was just a joke.

As long as she wasn't involved with the object of her obsession, Celica would want to fight more than this and avoid harming each other.

"Gee, to do this with a tired body. In fact, isn't it all too hard for her to say she's tired?"

Of course, I still have bad feelings, so I can't hear good things.


"What is Um-sal? Do you think I got the position of Archmage for nothing? If you want to win the title, you must not only master all the magical arts necessary for battle, but also have a lot of experience winning magic warfare competitions."

"Ugh, you're just bragging about yourself again."


"I wasn't bragging about myself, I was talking about the truth, you bastard. It's because I don't have any experience in actual combat, because I have a body that is dozens of times bigger than yours in terms of experience and experience."

I don't have a personality that hangs on my own position, but I like to look easygoing, but it's absolutely not.

On the contrary, the body thinks that retaliation must be returned several times in order to prevent trouble.

That didn't change even when she pushed Celica, but instead of being intimidated by herself, Celica instead took a strong charge.

"If you've been beaten to this extent, please understand that I'm not a poor person enough to be beaten by you."

That kind of fighting spirit is imaginary, but if you aim and run until you're exhausted, you won't see it favorably either.

Soon after, as Yumir drew in her weary breath and scratched her rough head, Celica stretched herself out on the floor and caught her breath, she said.

"I never really thought of it as lame. It's just that I want to get to know you in my own way..."

"Anyway, you will. I've been grinding this much, but if I can't figure out the fountain... What?"

Ymir puts on a dazed expression at the unexpected words.

For a moment, I wondered if I had heard it wrong, but Celica, who was lying on her floor, was serious.

"You want to be friends? Who?"


"Who are you? It means that I want to get to know Ymir."

Celica spoke seriously and raised her upper body.

However, as if she was embarrassed by what she said, a slight blush was visible on her face illuminated by the moon.

"No, what nonsense..."

Ymir, who read the truth from such a shy appearance, made a blank expression, and soon began scratching my cheek.

Wouldn't it be better if she cursed at her? Even Yumir had a level of awareness that she had severely gnawed herself.

Even if she had some adjustments in such a yard, she would go to the point where she would wander between life and death.

"... I don't think you're joking."

Words that can't be easily believed, but the atmosphere is still undisturbed.

Yumir, who noticed that, finally calmed her fast breathing and tried to respond seriously.

"Still, it's a bit hard to believe. The guy who jumped at me to kill me the first time, now she jokes about wanting to be friends with me."


“I don't care about that part anymore. Rather, if it was Ymir-san whom I had seen while working together... She thinks, for no reason, that she won't lay her hands on a man who owns it.”


"Forgive me because there were circumstances in the affair. Is your generosity as broad as that of a saint? Is it because you are a warrior?"

Ymir looks at his eyes with the same twist as usual.

However, Celica's gaze as she looked up at the moonlit night had a place in her coolness.

Is it because of the resignation that the time that has already passed does not change?

"... Because I knew that Ymir was just like me."

No, not because of resignation, but because of enlightenment.

If you spend a month together, and observe each other's every move while bickering, you naturally have no choice but to realize.

"Similar, what?"


"You like Dave."

Although the course of her life and the years are different.

Even so, the fact that there is a common thing in common.

"... No."

However, when the words came out from the person in front of me, what Ymir reflexively spat out was none other than denial.

"No, I... Nothing like that..."

It's not really about being considerate of others.

Because it has to be.

Although she doesn't know why, she said that she should never have a relationship with him.

"Do not worry. I don't really have any intention of harming that part."

Celica, who doesn't care about Yumir's confusion, gradually rises from her seat.

Then, strolling beneath her moonlight, she raised her feet upon her hill, and began to look down with her generous eyes upon her Yumir.

"Rather, I hope that Mr. Ymir will continue to maintain that feeling without denying it."

"... You want me to keep it."

"Isn't Ymir like that? What a hero needs to take care of is everything, not the individual."

Celica smiled brightly.

What was spit out at the end was an absurd conclusion that Ymir had never thought of.

"If he's a hero, shouldn't he be able to embrace all the people who love the person he comes to love?"

To even embrace the people who like the person you like.

Wasn't she a statement that anyone would consider insane?



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