Chapter 164 – 164. Beatrice the Witch King
‘Ah, no… Okay…’
Despite saying no, Jack accepted the queen’s request by sticking out her tongue.
Now I knew very well what she would say.
“You need rest.”
“Well, I need some rest…”
“The reason I created this space in the hero’s memory and allowed him to stay there was solely for your happiness.”
“Right… Yes. Great Witch King… !”
“But if I do something ‘bad’ like this again, I won’t be able to make you happy anymore.”
When he saw Beatrice puffing out her cheeks as if she was in trouble, Jack suddenly started to feel very anxious.
What if the Witch King abandons him? What if she becomes useless to her? How can she be happy then?
His hands and feet were shaking, and his head was shaking.
“Oh, ah, ah, no, please, please don’t throw it away, I’ll give you anything!
Beatrice’s eyes lit up for a moment. She was truly happy with the warrior’s bold decision.
“Anything?”
“Yes, anything!”
“Do you want to be happy? Do you want to feel better?”
“Yes, yes!! Wow, it feels good!”
At one point Jack realized he was naked. In his memory, he thought for a moment about how something he didn’t know was possible, and then he suddenly realized a very simple fact.
Yes, he even dedicated this memory to Beatrice in order to be ‘happy’.
So, Jack is already in Beatrice’s memories, not his own.
It wasn’t even his own memory, it was her memory, but it was so easy for Beatrice, the owner of this memory, to take off Jack’s clothes.
Beatrice’s fingers wrapped around Jack’s glans. He made a ring with his thumb and index finger and moved his dick, the only functional organ in his body, up and down.
His fingers were the length of a hair’s length apart and did not touch the cock. It just moved up and down in vain without any feeling.
“Oh, oh, oh… !”
But with just visual stimulation, Jack was already a prisoner of pleasure. He looked at Beatrice, moaning so mournfully. Beatrice calmly cheered Jack’s cock with a kind smile on her face.
“Come on, feel good, feel better~”
“Queen, queen!! Please touch my dick!!!”
“No. This is your punishment for doing something bad. “You are not allowed to stroke your dick until all the bad things are expelled from your body.”
Ugh!! Jack shook his waist like crazy, but Beatrice’s fingers moved very delicately and each time they skimmed Jack’s cock just enough to not touch it subtly.
“Put your dick away. “I throw away everything that is useless, including my memories and my body.”
I could feel my cock creaking and the beads bubbling. Jack promised deep in his heart that he would never disobey the Queen again. If there was such a thing, he promised himself that he would never forgive himself.
“Sorry! I will never disobey Beatrice again!!!”
“Really? Oh my, be happy.”
Beatrice’s red lips came closer to Jack’s ear.
“Well, throw it away now.”
“Kuuuuut!!!!”
‘Byu beu beot-!’
What had been bubbling suddenly burst out. The sticky white liquid covered his memories, no, this space, which was now Beatrice’s memories, in white.
White,
Everything is white.
“Ha, ha… Well, I did well, right? “You’re not going to throw it away now, are you?”
Jack looked at Beatrice with a bright smile. He just wanted her to praise him, like a golden retriever who has pledged loyalty to her master.
“Sure. “Once I pass the final test, I can only do what feels good again.”
The final ordeal? I ejaculated so much by putting the air piston on the hand that wasn’t touching the dick, but there’s something else?
The moment Jack thought about it, the white cloudy liquid he had packed began to gather.
It clumps up and hardens, then combs out a human shape.
It is clear,
“It’s a giant.”
Jack said.
What he created from his white turbid liquid was the giant he had run away from in front of him in the past.
But for some reason, its size was dwarfed by its current size.
In his hand, he was holding something that looked like an absurdly small and thin needle, and he was looking at him with hateful eyes that seemed to kill him.
“That is the ‘sin’ you committed. I pulled all the bad things out of your body, so you wouldn’t have any more bad thoughts. “If I just defeat that thing, all that’s left is to be completely happy.”
“My, my sin…”
Ah, I see. Only then did Jack realize.
At the time, he didn’t know when to run away from Haven. Why was he so afraid when he saw the giant?
I was able to notice it only now that the size had become smaller.
The giant’s face was completely like his own.
“Get out.”
The giant, no, said the other Jack.
He said, aiming the needle in his hand precisely at Beatrice.
However, that spirit and spirit were so insignificant that no one here paid attention.
“Get out of my memory right now!!!!!”
I was like a child just screaming loudly.
Jack now knew what he had to do.
Before he knew it, there was a heavy greatsword in his hand.
“Giant Slayer.”
The runes on the sword glowed brightly. Jack raised his great sword towards the giant. The giant was still pointing his needle at Beatrice and muttering incomprehensible words as if he were crazy.
“I won’t wake up from the dream. I don’t want to feel good anymore. Why can’t I get away from that woman? Please send me back to the original world. My memories, what on earth am I here for… !”
“Haaa-!!!”
It will be different this time. I will never run away.
Because I will definitely achieve happiness!
When Jack swung his great sword, the giant made of Jack’s semen turned into a white turbid liquid and split lengthwise.
‘Crash.’
Jack laughed bitterly as he looked at the liquid that fell on the floor.
“That’s ugly.”
The moment you are about to say a cool closing line, “This is the price you pay for disobeying the queen,”
‘Crash.’
Jack himself felt that something had become liquid and was spread all over her floor.
“It’s ugly.”
Beatrice said, looking down at him.
‘Queen? From yesterday? Am I going to survive? Don’t throw it away, don’t you?’
No matter how hard you shout, only bubbles come out.
Beatrice whispered to Jack with a sweet face.
“It’s like he’s being so excited that he doesn’t even know it’s his own soul that he’s cut off.”
‘I? Am I cutting myself down?’
“But don’t worry. Since I have done you a favor, you will live in a state of happiness for the rest of your life, warrior.”
Ah, thank goodness. Jack was truly relieved.
In his room, which had now become a memory of Beatrice, he felt his presence slowly fading away.
It splits the already weakened being into two, and one cuts the other.
To be precise, Jack’s desire excreted his ‘true self’ from within his body in the form of semen, and by killing himself, he disappeared in a form close to suicide.
However, even if it meant being used as the most useless part of Beatrice’s body, he would gratefully accept it. He had a premonition that he and the Witch King would truly become one.
I’m glad I wasn’t abandoned by Beatrice. I’m really glad I have something to offer to her.
He loved the Witch King and was able to give his all to her, making her truly happy until the very end.
Snap. Beatrice’s heel swept away the white liquid that was Jack.
Souls that have already been used up and become tattered will be converted into magical power and used sparingly until the end.
Beatrice picked up a small needle from where the two Jacks had fallen.
Jack’s white liquid was sticky, so she brought it to her lips and sucked it.
“This is the ‘Giant Slayer.'”
Even when I first saw it, it was an ignorant greatsword that was taller than her height.
At that time, Jack was not a scruffy little kid, but a strong, strong-willed man.
Until the great sword turned into a needle and her muscular body became nothing but bones, Jack gave her his magic and soul.
When Beatrice first made space in Jack’s memory, she remembered how he had crushed her. Beatrice blushed at the thought of their heavy breathing, their sweat spattering each other, and their moans, and briefly placed his hand between her legs. When he completely absorbed her soul, her body would always become hot easily. Although she has lived for hundreds of years, there are times when she enjoys tasting the body more than tasting the soul.
Even so, it is only her mental body, not her real body, that visits the space in her memory.
Beatrice left the space of her memories.
The small, warm room that was once Jack’s collapsed and returned to its original form.
A space made of dust, thorns, and cold stones.
The Witch King Beatrice is the witch of dreams.
It makes everyone happy in exchange for people’s souls.
Anything is possible in a dream.
All your dreams can come true,
You can get lost in happy memories,
No matter how ugly your desires may be, you can become confident.
However, this only assumes that the contractor’s magic power remains.
To achieve your dream, you have to give everything.
Even if it is her own soul.
And Beatrice came to Zion to fulfill her long-held dream.
Normally, a witch would never invade somewhere, but this time was different.
There was a prophecy that a great devil suitable for the Witch King would be born in Zion.
There was also a prophecy that he would destroy the most precious thing.
Neither of them could make her stay still.
So, she used the astronomical amount of magical power she had accumulated so far to lift the entire island hidden in the waters off Zion and float it over Zion.
It was surprising that what was ruling Zion was not those pesky psycho warriors but some tentacles, but the solution is simple.
A tentacle that consumed the hero’s magic power is amazing, and if something like that exists, wouldn’t the use of magic power to maintain this island be more effective?
Then, all she has to do is use her power to rip out all the tentacle brains from all over the city and move them here.
So, that was how the Witch King Beatrice kidnapped ‘me’ here, to the Witch’s Island.
