How to Play a Villainous Boss 76

Chapter 76 – My Life Is a Legend (5)

For Viola, who was not devoid of her sex experience, but by no means very much, the horrors of Ragnar Armageddon and six of her brethren in the garden were nothing to keep an eye on. She didn’t even have time to watch things like that in the first place. Viola looked away from her shocking sight and tried to find her way out on the other side of her.

“Found.”

At that moment, a voice came from above her head, terribly insensitive and terrifying. Viola had her goosebumps running down her spine. Someone is looking at you from above. And if you look at the word ‘found’, you must be a person who has a purpose for yourself, and the probability that the person who is looking for you here in the middle of the enemy territory is an ally is extremely low. That is, the enemy. Viola pulled up her yet-to-be-recovered mana as much as possible and raised her head to confirm the identity of the other person. At that moment, she was so shocked that she lost her concentration for a moment and almost lost her accumulated magic power again.

Her opponent was standing over her head, with her feet planted on the side of the wall of her mansion in Baron Ragnar Armageddon to be precise, looking down at her.

A woman with white, short-haired hair looking down at herself with empty eyes devoid of any vitality in her.

Her body was not tied and fixed with strings or chains, and she was not standing on something like a scaffolding. It was never normal to see her standing sideways so calmly, as if defying her gravity, against a wall with nowhere else to put her things. Magic? Viola, who came to the conclusion that there was probably a high probability, immediately chanted the magic-dispel spell. No matter who it is, as long as it is attached to a wall 3m from the ground, if the magic is released, the opponent will fall to the ground.

After Viola’s quick incantation, a pure white aura enveloped her opponent’s body. Dispel magic dispelled the magic on the opponent. However…

“What are you doing?”

“What…? How the hell…”

Even though she apparently used her dispel magic, her opponent stood on the wall and looked down at her, the same as she was just a moment ago.

“Escape. Trouble. Go back. Underground.”

“…!”

Only then did Viola realize what the other person was doing. While she was escaping the prison in the basement of her mansion, an unknown entity that was constantly following her behind. He is the prison warden who thought he had been ostracized. That was the identity of the person she was facing.

“Do you think I’ll go back smoothly? In the first place, there’s no reason I’m being held in a place like this!”

I don’t know why her dispel magic doesn’t work, but she wasn’t so weak-willed that she would drop to her knees just because her own magic didn’t work on her opponent. A fireball the size of a person’s head appeared on Viola’s hand, who had memorized a spell with a skillful high-speed chant. It looks similar to the normal fireball magic, but it is a completely different magic. It was a magic that compressed a large amount of flame with magical power. The moment it reached the target point or was shocked by another attack, the compression was released and the flame spread in all directions.

“Take it!”

Of course, there is no way the other person knows that. This is a handcrafted magic that annihilates multiple enemies with massive firepower, which Viola developed on her own because she did not want to be an incompetent companion to her comrades. As it is, no matter how the opponent blocks the attack without thinking, or just avoids the attack, her magic will explode and the flames will spread in all directions. You just need to get out while the surroundings are in chaos due to the fire.

“?”

Of course that is.

“Since before. What are you doing?”

It was a story in case her plan worked.

“What…!”

Originally, her flame magic, which would have exploded on contact somewhere even if the girl blocked or avoided it, was caught very easily in the hands of a woman with dead eyes. No, to be precise, it stopped in the air a little away from the woman’s palm.

“Damn it…!”

What kind of magic is this? First of all, is magic right? Even though it is attached to the wall without any other tools, it does not fall even if it is hit by dispel magic, and the magic that explodes and blows the surroundings at the slightest contact is caught in the middle to block the explosion…

“Yap.”

Her magic, which had stopped at her best in the air, the woman suddenly caught with both her hands. It’s stupid. Viola laughed at the foolishness. However, the scene she expected did not come out. Compression should have been released as a trigger by touching an object, and the flames should have spread all over the place… But it did not. Like stepping on a feeble spark in her rain-soaked pyre, her magic on the viola gradually reduced her size between her lady’s hands and then completely died away. Seeing this, Viola was certain of one thing.

No matter what that woman’s identity is, there’s nothing good about her.

If fighting doesn’t do anything good, then don’t fight. Viola soon prepared a spell to blind her eyes. In the meantime, the woman did not come to her, but she just silently watched her actions as she was doing her. As if observing the movements of a small animal she had never seen before, the empty eyes looking down at her really gave Viola goosebumps.

“I don’t have time to deal with you!”

Fuhuaaaaagh!

Darkness burst from Viola’s hands as she finished her chant. Magic that does not harm the enemy, but merely obscures the view of those around it. As she enjoys using her high firepower-oriented magic, it was a non-mainstream magic that she had no use for, but she was grateful to her master who taught her her magic, saying that she would have time to use it someday. With a groan, Viola strode towards her escape.

Tup.

“Where?”

“…?!”

If it weren’t for her woman’s hand holding her own arm precisely in the darkness that blocked her vision.

He must have been unable to see ahead because of the trick magic, but he couldn’t have heard her footsteps because he was walking stealthily. It was about to explode.

What the hell is this ghostly woman? Baron Armageddon, why in the world do all of that damn bastard’s underlings have only these abnormal women?

“To the basement. Go back.”

The woman who took Viola’s hand said so in a voice completely unfeeling of her own. Viola tried to resist her touch, but she couldn’t even move, as if she had been caught in the hands of her giants.

It was hard for her to believe that no matter how physically weak she was because she was a sorceress, she couldn’t shake off her arm from a woman only half a span taller than herself. For a while too.

Damn

“Gee, what are they all doing here?”

The sound of her fingers snapping echoed, and then the darkness surrounding them dissipated in all directions. A voice from behind, but one that should not be heard. The viola turned her creaking neck around and looked at the owner of her voice.

“This. Escape. I. Arrest.”

“You tried to capture this wizard who was anxious to kill me because he escaped the underground?”

“Answer.”

Baron Ragna Armageddon.

The villain who destroyed the Mage Tower, the home of Viola and the home of all wizards.

A hateful foe who has waited until now for the day of revenge.

However, when Viola faced him again, the emotion she felt was not anger and hatred, but fear.

It wasn’t just because he was an existence that couldn’t be won even if he fought with the power of the god of the other world through a totem made of bones found in the ruins. The real reason she felt her fear was that she had seen with her own eyes what was in the basement of her mansion where he lived.

The terrible sight that I saw when I escaped from prison, literally hell.

Could there really be a human being who did not feel fear from him even after seeing that horrendous landscape?

“Is the other still awake?”

“Not yet. Cool cool.”

“I see. You don’t know when you’ll wake up, so go down again.”

Yes. This is horror

“What about the kid?”

“I’ll take care of it myself.”

Not even being able to move a finger in front of him.

“Prize?”

“You escaped because you weren’t good at surveillance. Do I have to reward you?”

My heart is beating so madly that I can’t control it.

“Prize.”

“Doesn’t exist.”

The reason why her underwear became damp… It was all because of fear…

Sniff sniff.

“What, what…?”

“Why?”

Her viola pulled back in her embarrassment at the sudden sight of a sullen woman sniffing at her, and her woman pointed her finger at her and affirmed.

“This. Horn.”

At that one word, Viola’s face turned red.

*

Here are some of the things I’ve heard before.

I can’t ignore the rice cake.

The sexual relationship between a man and a woman is a matter of great importance. Sexual problems between men and women should not be ignored, as can be seen from the fact that there are cases in which lovers do not forget each other and go to a motel after meeting again because of their inner compatibility even if they break up because their personalities do not match well.

Then, even if it’s a short time of a week, if you have sex without a break during that week, it will be rather strange that you don’t get a rice cake unless you have a lot of compatibility inside. It’s nonsense to assume that a man and a woman have intercourse for a week without a break, but if it’s really possible, it’ll prove that each other’s body fits well.

To be honest, Viola’s body shape itself wasn’t my taste, but her goddess-like body stimulated my worst points. After biting, sucking, and fighting each other like crazy for a week, even if the owner of the body doesn’t remember it, it’s only natural that the body remembers it.

So what kind of bullshit are you talking about at length? It’s very simple.

“My, my, I… Ba, horny? That, what kind of crazy word is that!

Viola’s body, who had been happily eating rice cakes with me for a week, was expressing joy with her whole body regardless of her owner’s will just by facing me.

Her flushed face wasn’t all about shame, the top stood stiff enough to be seen even on her clothes, and a very small, soggy puddle puddled on the floor she was stepping on.

…How horny are you?

Although the woman I dealt with was Hel, the body she wore was the body of a viola. Therefore, Viola’s body had already been developed by me.

Just like Pavlov’s dog, when he hears the sound of a bell, he automatically thinks of food and salivates.

Her body, just being in the same space with me, reminded me of the taste of my cock, and involuntarily salivated from her lower mouth.

No matter how firm her consciousness is, as long as her body has already surrendered, she will succumb after being hit a few times. Relationships between people are not all about sexual relationships, but the percentage of them is by no means small. Every time my cock hit the cervix, her body, which was filled with love juice and urine like crazy, if I gave you another fuck, the pleasure would overturn her shaking spirit as it is.

Of course, I have no intention of fucking her directly. It was only to subdue the Hel trapped in her body that I had driven madly into her body, which I didn’t even like her, and I had no intention of capturing her, her hero’s ally. Hawk or Huntress have already somehow corrupted her, and in her yard, dare to drop her viola that falls below her…?

There are a lot of girls to fuck, but she’s prettier than Viola and can hold any number of girls who like me, but she doesn’t bother with Viola…?

Unless I corrupt myself and declare defeat like Hochna, I will never hug Viola’s body again.

“Exercise. Severe. Smell. Dissolve. Necessary.”

My fifth subordinate, Mormot, second in order of arrival but most unaware of its existence, pinched his nose with one hand and shook his head with the other, pointing at his viola. It was said that the smell of heat was so strong that he could not stand it. Viola raised her voice like someone who had heard the worst insult in the world and burst into anger, but Mormot turned her head away as if he couldn’t stand the smell of her.

“Sure… That’s a bit harsh.”

“…!!!”

It’s a bit like saying this to a woman, but… Honestly, it smells bad. I didn’t know it when I wasn’t conscious, but once I became conscious, it wasn’t a level that I could ignore. No matter who sees it, the pungent smell stings her nose as if she is shouting, ‘I want to hit you right now, so if you’re a man running after me, attack me and eat me!!’ Among the beasts, the estrus pheromone that is more terrible than that of an orange that is constantly in estrus after being immersed in the tentacle hell once stings its nose.

This is… To the point where I wonder if it might be attacked the moment I take out a chaser.

“I’ll take care of this, so go back and keep an eye on the other one. If they wake up, bring them to me right away.”

“Prize?”

“…If you do well this time, I’ll give it to you.”

“Appointment.”

With her short reply, I hooked my finger on her finger and swayed her up and down a few times. Finally, the satisfied mormot returned to the dungeon where she was supposed to be. It was a perfect opportunity for her escape, but Viola stood there as if a nail had been driven through her foot. No, it’s not like that. She was looking behind me, as if she was holding back her urgent business. Behind me are the prisoners still naked and on leashes. It was a somewhat embarrassing sight to face her directly as a woman, and it was especially not a situation to look at her with her envious eyes.

This, it looks like the real condition is serious?

“More than that. Why am I here? Luke, where are my friends?!”

“Ah. It’s very annoying to explain this… If you really want to hear it, follow me quietly.”

“Well, after saying that, you’re going to take me to some dark place and attack me!”

It makes a lot of noise. Even if she wasn’t locked inside of Hell, she wouldn’t eat anything like you. No, in fact, if you give it to me, you should eat it.. It’s dangerous enough to have already corrupted Hochna, but if you corrupt Viola, the warriors’ party is a real mess. Two half of the five party members succumbed to the villain’s cock, what kind of dog-chasing scenario was that?

So I won’t actively corrupt her. As long as she doesn’t take care of her naked body as a sign of submission to me because of her depravity. And she, with her high self-esteem as a sorceress and her fierce hostility toward me, she’ll never beg me to bow down naked in front of me to fuck herself, so she needn’t worry. There will be no

*

…There was a time when I thought that way too.

“I, I… Viola, the wizard of the lost Mage Tower…”

Three and a half days after that day, that is, that night, exactly fifteen days since I returned to the mansion.

“I swear to give my heart and soul to Baron Ragnar Armageddon…♥”

On a night when the moonlight was very beautiful, the viola came to my room, knelt in front of me in a spiral with no clothes on, bowing her head in front of me so that her back and hips were fully visible, and declared defeat to obey me.

My head ached from the horrendous pheromone scent that vibrated in the room, which is difficult even for beastmen to emit.

…Anyway, I was really pursued.

Should I wear a condom on my head?