Chapter 405 – Sow
Trampling.
If you wanted to insult someone, there was probably nothing more appropriate than that.
There is a very big difference between literally crushing another person under one’s feet and simply swearing or slandering.
An act that can only be established by completely destroying the other person’s free will.
This can inevitably happen only when the trampling side has an overwhelming advantage over the trampled side.
Since the person being forced to commit such a shameful act can never stand still, the person being subjected to such a shameful act is already in a position where they cannot even resist.
Even humans and even mere animals use similar methods.
It is truly a symbol of perfect sequence organization.
“… !”
So, how is Ramiel feeling right now?
For Ramiel, Wolfgang was once her nemesis, but now he is the only one she can rely on and her final ally.
It can also be said that he was a benefactor who took him out of the darkness that would have scared even the demons and accepted his body that had nowhere to go.
But that doesn’t mean Ramiel has been completely defeated.
Well, I wonder what it would be like.
—Finch!
Ramiel’s lower abdomen, which had been trampled by Wolfgang, twitched once.
The pattern, which appears to resemble a woman’s womb or resembles the horns of a goat symbolizing the devil, is dyed crimson.
“Ugh… !”
And at the same time a faint groan escaped Ramiel.
—Saaa… !
Through the pattern engraved on her lower abdomen, Wolfgang’s magic that she had longed for began to slowly flow into her.
One of Wolfgang’s eyebrows slightly rose at that sight.
“Under. “You seem like a persistent bitch.”
The moment when she shook her head as if she was tired and tried to take his foot away.
“Ahhh… Ugh… !”
Ramiel clung to Wolfgang with her sweet moans.
Just from that brief contact, her energy had recovered enough to allow her to move her body, and she was literally pressing her whole body towards the long, thick legs like logs.
It looks like a cicada clinging to an old tree on a hot summer day.
Even though she can’t even raise her body properly due to the pressure that seems to be pressing down on her whole body starting from her lower abdomen, she tries to somehow force her upper body to increase the contact area with Wolfgang’s legs.
The more she does this, the darker the pattern on her lower stomach becomes.
“More, more… !”
Ramiel’s expression and moaning also become more active.
Her appearance made her look like she was high on drugs and was feeling euphoric.
—BibijeokBivijeok…
The pupils are dilated, and the mouth is wide open. White hair that has become scattered and fluttering, and clothes that are completely disheveled and can no longer cover the body.
Of course, her breasts, which boast a presence that cannot be ignored, spread out like dough that was kneaded and wrapped around Wolfgang’s legs.
“Haaaaa… Haha… !”
As if that wasn’t enough, the sight of him rubbing his face frantically with his face close to his knees.
It seemed as if he was caressing Wolfgang’s leg with his whole body, as if it were a huge dick.
To put it in a slightly more wholesome way, it is similar to the way a pet dog that has been with its owner its entire life clings to its owner after a long time.
Either way, it wasn’t something a sane person would do to someone else.
It was especially not something a high-ranking demon would do to a human.
It can’t be described simply as ugly.
But was it that earnestness that led to Wolfgang’s interest?
“It’s a shame. It’s truly a sight.”
Wolfgang looked at Ramiel, who was clinging to her leg and using her, as if he were a bug, but he didn’t bother to shake her off.
Even though, if I wanted to, I could immediately swing my leg and tear Ramiel to pieces.
“This isn’t a demon, it’s just a mosquito.”
Rather, Wolfgang smiled and even relaxed his legs a little.
The amount of magic that Ramiel absorbs is not much compared to his maximum mana capacity, and the more Ramiel accepts his mana, the easier it becomes to control.
Clearly, Ramiel was almost completely depleted of mana.
So, does his original mana still remain in his body?
Just like Wolfgang did to Agnes in the past, magical injection was something that had to be done very carefully, even among the same people.
If you accepted such a large amount of other people’s mana, it wouldn’t be surprising if your body exploded due to a rejection reaction.
Moreover, if the races were different, it should have been completely impossible originally.
—Keyiing… !
However, that pattern is now almost completely black.
That mysterious pattern imprinted by an unknown being sleeping in Wolfgang’s body makes even the impossible possible.
Subjugates the opponent by injecting his or her mana.
It would not be strange to say that it was originally created for that purpose; it was a pattern that seemed to be intended to completely ‘dominate’ other people who were mana users.
It was still questionable what kind of harmony caused this phenomenon.
Now was not the time to dwell on such trivial questions.
—Steamy…
The lukewarm feel of the slippers.
After confirming its identity, Wolfgang frowned.
“This crazy bitch… “
It seems that Ramiel wasn’t just trampled and clinging to his legs, having his magic power sucked out.
For some reason, the moaning became more and more erotic from the middle.
“Yeah… Hehe… !”
Wolfgang glared at Ramiel, who was still groaning and struggling.
I didn’t want to see him writhing on the ground, so I showed him mercy so that he could move around a little more freely.
Ramiel, who was able to move her body, did not try to get away from her, but instead sat down on Wolfgang’s feet.
In the meantime, I feel joy as I absorb a lot of her magic power. It seems like the pleasure of regaining vitality is confused with other pleasures.
Enough to soak slippers made of thin fabric.
Pathetic. Isn’t it truly pathetic?
To do such a vulgar thing on the topic of demons.
By this time, Wolfgang had become disillusioned with Nama Ramiel, whom he had once considered an enemy.
The demon in front of her is Ramiel.
No longer a proud warrior or anything else. She was just a lowly female moaning from the pleasure he gave her.
“Who told you to do this?”
“Hmm… ?”
And, Wolfgang.
He was a man who knew better than anyone else in the world how to deal with shallow females.
“Answer me.”
Wolfgang spoke quietly and tipped his toes upward.
“Huh?!”
Then, with an extremely vulgar groan, Ramiel tilted her head upward and opened her eyes wide.
She was truly a perfect example of a sow, with no trace of her usual cold and cruel expression.
If a sensitive area is stimulated this roughly, it will most likely be felt as pain rather than pleasure.
As expected, he seems to be out of his mind due to pleasure.
—Woe!
“W-what… Ah!”
Wolfgang roughly grabbed the hair of Ramiel, who looked confused.
Judging by his reaction, he seems to have come to his senses because he just left once.
It wasn’t a good look, even if it was empty words like she was holding all her hair and making a very painful expression.
Even the goddess of beauty would definitely look scandalous if she looked like this.
Wolfgang just bent Ramiel’s head and forced her to look down.
“What is this?”
“… Ugh!”
Then Ramiel blushed without saying anything.
Even at this point, he seemed to feel some shame.
Ramiel avoided Wolfgang’s gaze and made a trivial excuse.
“… I guess I may have urinated without even realizing it.”
“That’s shameless. Is that all you have to say?”
A cold voice returns.
Ramiel, who came to her senses, seemed to have guessed what she had done only after it was too late.
In the process of frantically absorbing her magic, she doesn’t remember exactly what she did, but she seems to be aware that she has done something very shameful.
She was sore that it hurt her lower abdomen, so how big was she?
No matter how much she let go, Ramiel was still a person.
There is no way she could accept the nonsense she committed with her sanity.
In the end, the response she chose was denial.
“Well, do you want to at least say thank you? It was a promise from the beginning. We would share her magic power on a regular basis.”
Ramiel behaves calmly and normally, as if nothing has happened.
Wolfgang snorted as if it were absurd.
“I’m so shocked that I’m not even angry.”
“Shoes… Just need to be washed well, like the maids in my house do.”
It was too late now to stop playing around.
Ramiel muttered, avoiding Wolfgang’s eyes, whose face was slightly red from the alcohol.
“Well, why are you looking at me like that…”
