How to Subdue the Masochist Princess 337

Chapter 337 – True Form

Rael gritted his teeth and screamed.

“Keuuuuu… !”

Is that a cry of pain? Is it the joy of liberation?

—Pajik, Pajik!

The pure white skin cracks like land hit by a drought, and black magic energy leaks out from the cracks.

Two bloodshot eyes and bristling blood vessels all over the body. Is it really like that when a death row inmate who is about to die after swallowing extreme poison has a seizure? In that bizarre appearance, there was not even a trace of the haughty beauty that stole the hearts of many men.

“Ugh… “
“Cough… ! Is that a demon? “Once you throw off your shell, there is no such thing as a monster.”
“Ah, Remy! Do not say. “I’ll treat you right away!”

The twins, who were watching from afar, frowned at her as if they were disgusted.

In particular, Remi glared at Rael with her blazing eyes even though she was bleeding with a hole in her stomach. Rumi was horrified to see her sister like that and unleashed her divine power.

“Ho… “

Wolfgang, on the other hand, stroked his chin as if he found the sight very interesting.

The Bible says that demons resemble humans on the outside, but are completely different from humans.

Most of the sermons at the temple were boring, so Wolfgang spent most of the service sleeping, but when an interesting topic came up, he would pretend not to be and quietly listen.

The original sin that all creation was born with in the beginning.

It is said that since the Creator God, who created all living things on earth, perished due to the reaction of large-scale creation, all creatures have unknowingly carried the sin of killing God from birth.

However, it was an extremely unreasonable and harsh sin for creatures.

Later, all races, including humans, were able to receive forgiveness for their unreasonable sins through the mercy of the pantheon. At the cost of losing perfection and immortality.

However, there was an exception for a certain race that refused to serve God.

Of course, that foolish choice earned the wrath of the gods.

The curse of the gods came down. Their souls were not saved even after death, and they were reduced to being cursed beings who escaped the great cycle and wandered endlessly in the nine heavens.

After suffering for nearly eternity, they eventually held on to the devil’s hand.

Afterwards, they became completely corrupted and came to be called the demon tribe.

The origin of existence is in contact with sin.

A being who commits sin just by being alive and breathing.

That was the demon.

“That’s interesting.”

When I heard the sermon, I thought it was an exaggerated description with some religious bias. Looking at Rael now, Wolfgang seemed to understand why the demon race was called a cursed race.

—Cowow!

Look at that.

No matter what the state of the original body is, there is not an ounce of dignity to be found in the greedy appearance of first absorbing and seeing the surrounding magic power, and the stability of the power that has been gathered so far is also extremely unstable.

Like a cocoon, it was wrapped in dark magical energy and the energy felt inside it was no longer visible, as if it would explode at the slightest touch.

Is that exactly how demons handle their power?

Ignorant and crude.

“Where.”

Thinking thus, Wolfgang lightly stretched out his hand towards the enemy in front of him.

The childhood innocence that every man keeps in his heart. The pure sadism that comes from there rears its head and awakens. As a child, every man has had the experience of stirring up an ant nest that suddenly popped up in the yard with a twig.

—Ugh…

With a similar feeling, Wolfgang secretly flowed a stream of mana mixed with his thoughts into that unholy mass of demonic energy. It feels like pouring water into an anthill.

If you ask why on earth you do something like that. The first reason is because I was purely curious about what the results would be if I did that.

The second reason is that there is no reason to just sit back and watch the obvious process of gathering power regardless of means and methods.

In this way, Rael’s awakening, which absorbed even the impurities deliberately introduced by Wolfgang, soon entered its final stage.

And finally.

—Kugugu… !

“Ahahahaha!”

The dark curtain of demonic energy resembling a cocoon cleared, and the demons who looked up from inside burst into laughter, enjoying a sense of liberation.

As I clenched my fists, strength surged through my entire body. As I threw away my stuffy human body and became incarnate in my own body, I felt so refreshed that I could even call it a sense of omnipotence.

She declared arrogantly.

[My name is Ramiel]

A will that is conveyed through intention rather than voice.

A dull sound mixed with deep murder and hatred reaches Wolfgang straight away.

For the demons, revealing their name was an expression of their strong will to kill the other person without fail. It was also a ritual with a kind of magical aspect.

[You, the enemy]

—Cheok!

[This time it will be different]

“Under!”

Wolfgang snorted when he saw the demon aiming its blade at him.

An attitude as if you knew him well. A posture that clearly evokes a sense of déjà vu. And he even uses a short bottle.

I couldn’t believe it, but at this point I had no choice but to notice. No, I had felt something strangely familiar before, but now it became clear.

It’s so elaborate.

That demon was clearly the entity that had been defeated by him in the County of Persen with its horn cut off. I can’t believe we’ll meet again in a place like this.

It was truly a bitter affair.

“You bitch, did the inside of the hood look like that?”

Wolfgang picked up his momentum and faced the enemy before his eyes.

After completing her awakening and regaining her true self, Ramiel no longer had the ugly face that reminded her of a monster.

[Okay! This is my true self.]

They say demons resemble humans.

If you look at its appearance alone, it was certainly quite plausible.

Long white hair and ominous red eyes that look like they are soaked in blood. Inside the white and small face, there are peculiar but delicate features.

The long, outstretched limbs were reminiscent of those of a famous dancer, and the feminine curves also showed off an excessively certain presence, as if to prove that the ecology of demons and humans is not that different.

In particular, the wide-open silence followed and buttocks reminiscent of ripe peaches. And the curve of the lower body drawn by the strong thighs is so mesmerizing that any man without self-control would feel the urge to lose his mind and stick his nose in it.

Although the two horns on the head and the sharp armor reminiscent of an insect’s carapace sprouting like tonfa on both arms give a distinct sense of strangeness.

Even he could never deny the fact that her appearance was so beautiful that it seemed a bit unique.

Of course, no matter how good it looks on the outside, its true identity is just an evil demon.

Wolfgang scolded with a cold expression.

“That’s vulgar. “I’d rather go to the red light district.”

It was a sincere remark.

Historically, it was quite common for women to go into battle wearing outrageous outfits with the purpose of using their appearance and body as a weapon to confuse men.

Now, in Wolfgang’s opinion, Ramiel’s outfit was no different from that of a prostitute.

“Are all demons like that?”

A completely unfamiliar type of clothing that I have never seen before, with the top and bottom being integrated. Even the bottom part looked like nothing more than underwear. No, it was worse than underwear.

The most embarrassing top that completely exposes the upper breast and collarbone and barely covers the lower breast and nipples is at least acceptable. I was shocked to see the inverted triangle-shaped bottoms that seemed to clearly expose the thighs and silence followed while emphasizing the local area.

If you pull a woman’s panties straight up, it will probably look something like this. If there had been hair on her genitals, she would have looked even more scandalous.

Moreover, what on earth is that blasphemous pattern that glows pink on her lower abdomen, as if it were a projection of a woman’s uterus and ovaries?

Could it be that the identity of that demon named Ramiel is a high-ranking succubus? I couldn’t help but think that way.

How dare such a vulgar woman harm her twin and his younger sister?

When that thought occurred to him, Wolfgang suddenly became displeased and frowned.

[Under! With that kind of provocation… Ah?]

When Wolfgang looked at him with disdain, Ramiel snorted and responded as if it were a mediocre trick.

Eventually, when she saw her reflection in Wolfgang’s eyes, her expression became distorted in an indescribably grotesque way.

[Oh my… ! What… !]

Ramiel hurriedly tried to cover her breasts and groin with her urgent gestures.

However, because the costume was so ridiculous to begin with, it was just a meaningless struggle. The more it happened, the more the embarrassing parts seemed to be emphasized.

The twins’ mouths dropped open as they watched the scene from a safe place.

“And… Crazy… “
“I was abused by a prostitute like that… ?”

Looking at that appearance, it seems like the outfit was an unintentional result.

She was of no concern to Wolfgang, who was accustomed to a woman’s body. Even if she were to take off everything and run towards me, I don’t think she would make a single movement.

[Pfft… Nenoom… !]

However, Ramiel himself does not seem to be like that. She turned bright red in her face and shouted at Wolfgang for help.

[What on earth have you done to me!]

What are you doing?

Of course, she didn’t do anything at all.

For Wolfgang, this situation was simply absurd.