Chapter 1212 – #285_Box(4)
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1.
The battle in the real world was over.
Siwoo sensed it.
Currently, Orseria and Siwoo share a surface consciousness.
In this situation, a real-world battle is like focusing while sharing thoughts and vision.
It was a guaranteed draw.
As soon as the two realized this fact simultaneously, they lost consciousness.
To be precise, they gave up.
It was to focus solely on the battle taking place inside the mansion of illusion.
Now, the fight was a contest of whether to further the ‘erosion’ or to stop it.
Siwoo calmly recalled the memories from just now.
Now that he was partially united with Orseria, he could feel it.
The ‘Box-Arca’ is an aggregate made up of the nervous systems, brains, and imprints of numerous witches.
The bond is as strong as a single body, and it is thoroughly controlled under Orseria’s ego, which has reached the realm of a superhuman or a madman.
Theoretically, if that bond could be broken, or in other words, if the function of the box could be stopped, it would be possible to reduce Orseria’s power by 80% or more.
Of course, it would have been absolutely impossible under normal circumstances.
He had fought many enemies so far.
Among them were psychopaths close to pure evil like Rosina Eia, those who walked a tightrope between rational judgment and madness like Lydia and Bianca, and those obsessed with struggle like Urshula and Herya.
In any case, they were monsters.
Even if their way of thinking was far removed from that of ordinary people and twisted, they were monsters whose outlines could be grasped if viewed askew.
But Orseria is different.
She is not a human, but ‘something’ wearing a human mask.
Even Siwoo, who had encountered countless darknesses, could not grasp how to describe this aggregate of distortions.
To force an analogy, she was closer to an insect with joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure?
If the erosion had progressed smoothly and their consciousnesses had mixed, Siwoo’s ego would have been dyed without leaving a trace, meeting the same fate as the other witches.
But Orseria made a mistake.
“Stop…! Stop…! I surrender…!”
In the illusion, Siwoo is currently ‘doing’ a tall beauty, ‘Malin.’
Malin, of Nordic descent, was the tallest witch Siwoo had ever met.
If she wore high heels, her cold, cool eyes would look down on Siwoo.
In fact, she seemed to have been the object of admiration from the surrounding witches.
As you know, in witch society, relationships between witches are common, and a height of 180, which is tall for a woman, would have been enough to give her a ‘knight’ image.
‘Well, I’m not particularly interested. Oh well. Please take care of me.’
Even when she had a relationship with Siwoo, unlike others, she cast a gaze as if she were appraising him.
But that was only for a moment.
-Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
“Please, this…! Haaah! It’s embarrassing…! Stop this position…!”
“Why? It’s cute and nice, isn’t it?”
“It’s not cute… at all…?”
“Hey, use honorifics.”
“It’s not cuteee!!!”
The ‘doing’ that Siwoo is doing now is not a normal one.
It’s a high-difficulty position where he lifts Malin in a princess carry and thrusts his dick deep from the side.
So why bother with such a cumbersome position?
The answer is simple.
“Actually, isn’t it nice? Like you’re being spoiled.”
“No…! Absolutely not…! Haaauuuuuk…!”
Sight is the sense most closely related to the brain, and humans are ultimately bound to be deceived by external appearances.
Even witches who claim to be transcendents are affected by external conditions in various ways in social interactions.
Due to her height, Malin would always have been the object of admiration, adoration, and reverence for other witches.
Whether Malin wanted it or not, she would have lived a life far removed from acting cute or being adored.
“No, Malin, you’re cute.”
Siwoo exploited that point.
It’s a bad move to just break Malin’s haughtiness with pleasure.
A true master stimulates a girl’s rich sensitivity through unfamiliar experiences.
He presented her with a princess-carry ‘doing’ position where she could be spoiled and cling to him as much as she wanted.
At first, it was embarrassment at the unfamiliar treatment…
But if he gently massaged her cervix and whispered sweet nothings in her ear, her reaction gradually changed.
“Malin is cute. Cuter than Luna.”
“Huh?! More than me?!”
“Haaah…! Wha, what… is cute… This is just unsightly and embarrassing…”
“You can cling to me more, and I won’t say anything.”
“What are you saying… Idiot.”
Her flushed cheeks, her toes fidgeting for no reason, and even though she grumbled, she clung to Siwoo’s neck.
Even her scolding of ‘idiot’ didn’t sound sharp and somehow trailed off.
Malin’s shyness could also be felt in the way her pussy flesh trembled and clung to his dick.
Her clumsy tightness turned into softness, her inner flesh became hot, and she became wet.
She was fully prepared to properly feel the joy of a female.
Now was the perfect timing.
-Squeak squeak squeak squeak
“Hyaaaaang!! Hyaaaang!!!”
As he sped up, Malin’s coquettish moans echoed pleasantly, reaching her climax.
After all, this is a world of illusion.
There’s no imprint replication, so it’s okay to cum inside.
Thanks to her height, he inserted himself deeply into her pussy, almost putting his balls in, right up to her cervix.
As he poured his cum into her cervix…
“Co, come in… something hot… I… I… Hyaaaang!!!”
Malin, her eyes rolled back, grabbed Siwoo and trembled with the joy of a female.
Again, Orseria made a mistake.
If she had tried to ‘erode’ Siwoo in a different way, there might have been no way.
But now, there is a way.
It’s not that Siwoo sent Malin away because he wanted to enjoy a life of debauchery.
When he sent Amira away in a spectacular fashion earlier, Orseria lost some control over the Arca.
Then there’s no need to think too hard.
Before the erosion rate reaches 100%, all he has to do is win over the 56 witches gathered here in bed duels like Amira, right?
Both Siwoo and Orseria are connected to the illusion created by the Arca.
Just as Orseria can influence the box, Siwoo also has the authority to access it.
It was as if Orseria had brought a virus called Shin Siwoo into the box.
-Ping!
As if proving that prediction, ‘Malin’s’ consciousness fades from the ‘Arca.’
She had temporarily escaped Orseria’s control due to the concentrated pleasure that had been injected into her.
“Next.”
Having defeated Malin, Siwoo searched for his next prey, scattering blue light in his eyes.
“…Oh my god….”
“Oh….”
“Malin and Amira….”
At first, the witches who had come to him with coquettishness could be seen swallowing hard.
As you can see from Luna, who had briefly glitched, they were not seducing Siwoo with their own free will.
They were just following Orseria’s instructions like puppets.
However, they must have felt an instinctive sense of crisis at the sight of Malin and Amira trembling on the sofa, dripping with cum.
“What are you all doing?”
As Orseria’s cold voice was heard, forced smiles bloomed on the witches’ hardened faces.
The witches, as if starting the play again, seduced Siwoo with seductive smiles and alluring winks.
Orseria calmly organized the situation.
An unforeseen situation had occurred, but Orseria still had the upper hand in controlling the Arca.
The erosion had progressed to 44%, and Shin Siwoo had only defeated two pawns.
Shin Siwoo is still just a male.
If she could just overwhelm him with erosion and make him one before the bad virus takes over the box, that would be the end of it.
There was no way to stop the erosion now and fight in the real world or change the direction of the erosion.
If she made him a mess of pleasure with an even more stimulating show, Orseria would be the one laughing in the end.
2.
To stimulate Shin Siwoo, a mediocre show is not necessary.
To the point where his brain is burned out and broken from pleasure.
To the point where he is addicted to pleasure more addictive than drugs.
It is necessary to create a more stimulating and decadent situation.
-Pop!
Ten witches threw off their clothes.
Slippery oils were scattered all over their bodies, which were left with not a single thread.
“We’ll massage you with our bodies.”
“Just leave it to us and lie down. Oh my, look at those muscles.”
“Chop… Chop… Does it feel good?”
Smooth, naked bodies intertwined all over Siwoo’s body, who was lying down using Luna’s thigh as a pillow.
Someone gathered their breasts and smeared oil all over Siwoo’s body.
Two others carefully sucked on each of Siwoo’s toes.
It was called a slippery full-body oil massage.
If you were to judge by the quality of the women serving, no ruler in history would have enjoyed such luxury.
“This is paradise….”
So what do they do with their hands?
They can just do whatever they want.
“You there, your milk jugs are luscious.”
“…Will you touch them? Haaah…! You’re, you’re skilled….”
He would touch the breasts that caught his eye, or twist the nipples for fun.
“Hey, red hair.”
“M, me?”
“What’s your name?”
“Oksana….”
“Oksana, pussy.”
“Huh?”
“Stick out your pussy and show me.”
“Uuuu…. L, like this? Huh?! Siwoo-nim? That place… If you touch it like that…!! Hyaaaang!”
He would imagine ‘what it would feel like to put it in here’ while poking the unique pussy flesh with his slippery fingers.
“Th, that place…! That’s a dirty hole… You shouldn’t touch it….”
“……”
“Huh? Su, surely… No, right? Hiiiiiik!!!! N, no…! No…!”
He would violate a back pussy that looked pure at first glance.
“Oooo….”
“Will you suck on my breasts?”
Siwoo sucked on breasts of different sizes and shapes, enjoying the softness of the female bodies that intertwined smoothly all over his body.
There was no direct sexual intercourse.
However, the smooth, soft skin with no bumps, combined with the oil, made the sensation of soft breasts, buttocks, and thighs rubbing against his body overload the male’s sensory organs.
Perhaps because the inside of the Arca itself was a space led by ‘longing’ or ‘desire,’ it was not easy for Siwoo to maintain his sanity.
Even though he knew in his head that he shouldn’t get swept away, a fierce impulse like a flame surged in his chest from time to time.
Just like when he inhaled a scent deeply.
To think that she would launch such a strong mental attack.
As expected of the Witch of Proverbs.
She was an incredibly evil enemy.
“It’s nothing special.”
Orseria had witnessed the end of the depravity and decadence that had been rampant in the human world for a long time.
The sexual promiscuity of foolish rulers whose brains were in their lower bodies was beyond the imagination of the public.
It meant that it was not difficult to manipulate the Arca to create a state of ecstasy.
It could be seen that Shin Siwoo was gradually losing his reason.
At this point, Orseria gave orders to her puppets.
“Make Shin Siwoo as frustrated as possible, and never have sex with him.”
She could already see Shin Siwoo staggering and crying out, ‘Let me put it in! Just once! Just the tip!’
Being forced to have sex and wanting it yourself are two completely different things.
The moment he can’t withstand his sexual urges and wants to ‘cooperate’ on his own.
The erosion rate would rise uncontrollably.
