Chapter 216 – Chapter 216. Runaway Power, Runaway Sexual Desire (2)
Right after about a week has passed since that day.
Margaret, who was doing her research in the basement of her living quarters, began to frown at the reaction that arose from the flask placed in front of her.
Her flask containing her own blood, given to her by none other than her, Dave.
‘… It’s not an illusion either.’
At this moment when the research came to an end, what Madoka felt while looking at the results was nothing but tension.
The witch, who doesn’t even react to quite a few things, felt the seriousness. Especially since she was in her position to take responsibility for the survival of the witches, the sense of crisis could not help but be overlooked.
‘I never thought Dave’s birth was like this. I think I know why she was so wary.’
It’s not just a matter of being a child of a witch.
It is still dormant, and if its potential is released, the world might change drastically.
If you just ignore it, it might turn into a big disaster in the future.
‘Is the reason Celica-san doesn’t reap the power of the Dream Demon has something to do with this?’
And as a result of being swung by the dream queen, the current hero with him has been having nightmares based on reality for a long time.
I still can’t tell what is true and what is false, but given the dreamer’s cunning, there is a possibility that some of it is true.
Even if it contained lies, it would have been vividly felt only by the person himself, so no matter how terrible a nightmare it was, it would feel as if he had actually experienced the future.
‘If that future has anything to do with Mr. Dave’s lineage…’
It’s just speculation at this point, but the odds aren’t small.
Therefore, Margaret, who made a decision to share the results and consult, decided to purify the blood in the flasks with seeds and prepare to leave.
It was at that moment that someone stepped into the lab.
“Are you going to Dave soon?”
Familiar voice.
As she turned her gaze, she was greeted by a woman in a red cloak wearing her glasses.
It’s something I feel every time I see it, but it’s a design that seems to have been modeled after the school uniform of the academy he attended in the past.
Is it because I don’t want to forget those days, or is it because I don’t have the right clothes to wear?
“… Yes, because the request is over.”
Whatever it is, at least he has no hostility towards himself.
Margaret, who had responded lightly to Yumir, who had taken care of her here for several days, slowly began to prepare to leave her place.
He must have been offended by his blunt attitude, but only a choking laugh escaped from Ymir’s lips.
“Can’t you take a little break? She stayed up all night studying for almost a week.”
“Because a witch’s body is different from that of an ordinary human. It doesn’t matter if she stays up all night for a few days.”
“But you don’t really need a break, do you? If Dave has business, give it to me, why don’t you close your eyes?”
“… Do you know what will happen if I leave it to you?”
“Will I do anything difficult for Dave? And as long as I don’t have feelings for Dave personally, I don’t think I’ll have to go on my own…”
“…”
Margaret stares at Ymir with open eyes.
Margaret always maintains her arrogance, but at this moment, her displeasure was fully evident.
“… Oil-milk. If you had studied the witch’s power by my side, you would have realized it sooner or later. A witch is not a being driven by such private feelings.”
That’s never a lie
A witch is a being who is faithful to her desire at the time of her contract and pursues her own profit and practicality.
As evidence of that, Margaret, even at this moment, did not feel any of her personal affection towards her old friend in front of me.
“Then why are you keeping me by your side instead of kicking me out?”
“… If you don’t compromise that much, you won’t know what Yumil will do.”
Margaret, who reiterated that point, frowned at her.
Yumir met that face and closed her eyes with a giggle of her own.
“Nevertheless, I like you who always calls me Yumil. Madoka.”
“That… Huh.”
Margaret tries to say something, but ends up shutting her mouth.
In reality, she was the result of perfume applied from her memories before she became a witch, but Margaret did not throw Yumir out of expressing her crush on her in the end.
In fact, after she had her act with him, it was true that her nostalgia grew stronger and that she even had a little influence on her present self.
“…Is the research on witch power going well?”
Yes, she provided her with her own blood, and the opportunity to study her power was an extension of atonement to alleviate her lingering feelings…
“Well, okay. First of all, things are going smoothly because there are things I have accumulated before meeting you.”
“… Okay?”
When she saw her friend taking advantage of such an opportunity, she began to feel complicated.
Because she is not a witch, but an ordinary human who understands the witch’s power?
No, the time when she should feel jealous is the image or the abandoned state.
She is out of the human frame, and it would be nonsense in her witch’s common sense to feel inferior to her talent.
“… The reason you work so hard is to follow the hero and save the world?”
Yeah, just because I’m genuinely curious.
Why did she, who had been shunning her humans all along, now want to study her witch powers and add them to her own abilities?
“There is no change in the things that are good for the existence of the world.”
At that question, Ymir smiled bitterly and just directed his gaze towards the exit of her room.
Just as he thinks of his colleagues who exist beyond that and are with him.
“I just want to be of some help to them right now, so I’m trying to do something.”
Even though her heart was not promoted to a cause, her love for those around her led to it.
As she watched the archmage say it honestly, she began to feel a throb in a corner of her chest.
‘Why?’
Just plain curiosity.
If she had the spirit of a witch and she was herself, she would definitely have to consider it that way and move on.
‘Why am I worried about the danger Yumil will face after her?’
Yes, worry…
What he was feeling right now was definitely a feeling that could be defined that way.
I wonder if it’s not like I’m going to have a good time with a human body.
Even though she had made that power her own, she imagined that there might not be a danger that she couldn’t control even that power standing in her way.
‘… It’s strange too.’
Margaret, who couldn’t take her throbbing as an illusion, began to feel her heartbeat as she clutched her own throat.
‘Yeah, this is…’
She apparently wanted to forget everything about her and she became a witch. She now feels this way for her old friend.
Doesn’t she seem to have changed her own witch powers since she had a relationship with him?
-Startle.
But it was only for a while that she remembered her lingering feelings for him.
Margaret, swayed by the sensation felt through her skin, began to direct her gaze toward the exit of the room, shrinking her body.
Even Yumir seemed to sense her ideals enough to know for sure.
“What’s the matter?”
“… Magic attribute.”
Yes, the power of demons.
The power of the mighty demon tribe that exists on the ground is spreading even to the underground where they are staying at this moment.
That’s to the point of invading even myself, who is resistant to a fair amount of magical power.
“Yumi. Are you feeling dizzy or not?”
“Oh well, I’ve been up all night lately. Of course, I’m used to staying up all night, but today it feels especially bad…”
‘Damn it, it’s too late to notice.’
A state in which the power that has already spread to this place is trying to submerge them.
If she continues like this, she may be swayed by magic and lose her mind.
“Yumi, excuse me for a moment.”
“What? What… Big!”
As it is, Margaret approaches Yumir and kisses her.
Yumir’s eyes widened in surprise at her sudden kiss, but Margaret didn’t care and began to focus on her kiss, holding her hand.
A sticky kiss with her tongue intertwined.
Immediately after saliva flowed down her throat, Yumir dropped her mouth and began to stare at Margaret with her blurred eyes.
“Oh, Madoka. Suddenly, this is so passionate…”
“… If you noticed that I gave you a neutralizer, be quiet.”
In fact, I felt that the vertigo symptoms I had felt before were alleviated a little.
It wasn’t hard to tell that her fatigue was gone, but it wasn’t hard to notice that Margaret’s saliva had changed her body.
“Heh heh, you can pass it by mouth, but is there any reason to hand it like this?”
“It’s just because it works better to flow with her saliva.”
It was never her revenge on her ex, or her personal crush on her.
Ymir, who has studied witch powers, must be well aware of that.
“I don’t think so?”
“… Be quiet and follow me.”
Nevertheless, Margaret left her room, leaving behind her grinning Yumir.
In order to ascertain what kind of being spread such powerful power that even she herself, who accepted the ashes of so many witches, felt that her mind was being swayed.
“What the heck…”
And, the place I reached after chasing the place where I felt that power.
Margaret’s face began to turn pale, frightening to face the scene unfolding there.
“Ah, uh…”
The first thing that caught her eye was a young woman lying down naked.
She is obviously one of the members of the Witch Council, but her eyes looking up into the sky were colored with enchanting colors.
“Ah, ah~ I like it~♡”
The violent moan that follows from her mouth will never come out of a witch’s mouth.
A law that should be considered insensitive to everything except for one’s own interests. Besides, lust was an emotion that must be excluded for witches.
-Chill puck, iron puck!
Even so, there was a lot of moisture in the object poked from behind her.
The male organ is so rough that even the blood that symbolizes purity is faint.
Even though the owner hugged her from behind and stabbed her roughly, the witch who accepted it only let out a scream that hadn’t stopped screaming.
“Joe, okay~~ Please drive me harder~~♡”
“Ha ha, ha ha, ah ah~ ♡”
Not one person groans like that.
A state in which more than 10 witches gather in one place and seek sex for the opposite sex with them.
For some reason, the girls, who always had a proud and lofty appearance, were looking for men at this moment, trying to continue their filthy relationship with them.
“Three, sex~ sex~ ♡”
She doesn’t hesitate to put vulgar words in her mouth.
“Me too, please do it quickly!”
“No, from me! Please start with me!!”
“Haha! Boo, please tell the virgin pussy who doesn’t know this man about a man~♡”
-Chillpuck, chillpuck.
The sound of bites and friction of flesh coming from all directions.
As they felt the whole town heat up at their violent action, the figure of a witch caught sight of Margaret’s quivering pupils.
“Ha ha, ah~ ah ah~♡”
“… Luna?”
She is the first witch she took in.
Her dislike of men, especially since she was nearly raped by witch hunters, was at this moment preoccupied with shaking her waist on top of one of the members of her Anti-Human Coalition.
The evidence of the purity flowing beneath it was overshadowed.
“Haha~ I lost half of my life to say that sex was this good~♡”
Her own entourage, longing to maintain her relationship by kissing her lips at the end, spilling her sexuality from the mouth of her who should have turned away from her love.
“… Did these girls take pills as a group? They were fine until yesterday, so why are they having an orgy all of a sudden?”
Realizing that such a scene was happening throughout the village, Yumir vomited her embarrassment, and Margaret, who belatedly grasped her situation, began to direct her gaze to one place.
“… It’s Dave.”
“What? Why is Dave out of here all of a sudden?”
“Dave’s dream magic power ran out of control.”
Yes, half of the blood that flows from that body is definitely the Dream Demon’s.
That, too, was not an ordinary dreamer, but originated from the power of an ancient tribe that had accumulated power over thousands of years.
The power ran out of control through a certain opportunity, and at this moment, it spread throughout the village and infested the sexual desires of those who were exposed.
“Ah, haha, ugh… ♡”
And the party is just in this vicinity.
As I turned my gaze along the place where I felt strong, I began to see Dave continuing a relationship with a woman lying on the floor.
“…Miss Katarina?”
As if he had lost his mind, he only revealed his white eyes.
The figure of the two of them violating the main character with a familiar face.
