Chapter 595 – 009 BAD ENDING 001 the Warrior Who Became the Property of the Dragon [Fantasy/Mannequin Painting]
-Pang♥
No matter how many times the dragon’s thick tail struck his chest, the result was the same.
Appetite. There are parts of my mind that have begun to tilt to the point where it feels natural that the need for sleep has been eliminated and the state of satisfaction has been fixed. It was clear that it would be the same even without it.
The eyes of the ornament looking down at Fafnir contained emotions that can only be felt when looking at a precious object.
Many conditions were required to use the dragon’s magic armor.
The biggest problem was that I had to keep wearing it for a long time without taking it off. Maintaining friendly feelings towards the created dragon was also a problem.
It was definitely not enough to be a grateful dragon girl. I was satisfied the day I was moved out of the fixed seats in the castle hallway and relocated to the outside garden.
There was no unpleasant feeling even when dust settled on my chest and shoulders.
In fact, it was the opposite.
It was impossible to have any negative feelings towards the dragon demon who was installed like a mannequin and cleaned it every day so that he could always be seen cleanly and exist.
Mehisha has changed. Time went by for her, but as soon as she blinked her eyes a few times, she changed to the point where she didn’t mind even if she felt a clear gaze on her embarrassing area.
Thanks to the desire parameters that changed the structure itself, the female warrior quickly became vulgar.
By the standards of the Great Devil, the treasure he wants to possess is just standing right in front of him.
“Sister Mehisha. Are you coming to your senses?”
“… Huh. How long has it been…?”
Still, I couldn’t help it.
Since her contract was a contract, she had a limited time to do as she pleased with her older sister, who was only working part-time.
Even if it was displayed for a day or two, there was a very low possibility that it would have any effect on my sister, who had become ‘accustomed to it’.
The most efficient way to use the nearly ten days left is to use it all at once. Fafnil’s good sister was rather grateful.
“Mehisa, are you listening? The promised time has ended. There is still some time left, so it’s not all… ‘Shall I return it to its original state?'”
“…”
Garden from the hallway. The hero, who had moved to the closet next to the Silver Dragon’s bed, did not react to the Great Devil’s words.
Even when a question was asked, she stood without moving a single step.
The act of just standing there was everything to Mehisha.
“You’re not reacting to your name… Check. I’m responsible for posture and attire, but expressing emotions is my sister’s duty…”
“…”
“Sister. Can you smile at Fafnir?”
There was no reaction. The warrior is broken.
For Silver Dragon, it was okay for parts that were no longer important to be broken.
Since verbal communication became impossible, using mind-reading magic was no longer a violation of the contract.
In other words, it is said that even the spirit is connected by wearing dragon armor. My sister, who had not yet pressed the completion button, was really no different from a nothing doll.
It was a simple matter for Fafnil, who had been connected with various meanings for a month, to replace his life goal and purpose of existence with something else instead of doing something dangerous like defeating the Demon King.
It also occurred to her at the same time how to filter out only the necessary parts from the sister whose heart had melted.
I don’t want to see the Silver Dragon desecrated, though. He asked while rubbing the warrior’s clean belly, which made him want to get dirty.
“Sister Mehisha. Won’t you become my familiar?”
-…?
I didn’t expect any kind of answer. It was proof that her heart was completely broken, as there was no way her sister, who knew about the contract with the devil, did not know that she was a familiar.
The Archdemon, who wanted to heal her sister back to health as quickly as possible and also provide her with treatment, understood what had to be done.
I wonder what I felt from the soul connected to the dragon’s consciousness called magic armor. It wasn’t an answer of rejection like the moment we first met.
Even in that state, her sister was her sister.
She had to convince the hero, who had forgotten her own name and had become unresponsive, to agree to become her familiar using only her limited ability to think.
“Hmm. Hmm. Isn’t it strange?”
… Really. It was a really easy problem that made me clear my throat.
It was so easy that Fafnil almost compared it to her sister’s lesson explanation.
“This is me. This is the castle of the great devil Fafnir. Isn’t it a little strange that my sister, who is not my subordinate or familiar, lives here?”
I felt like I understood, but it was still not enough.
The grumbling of a greedy dragon girl who had to get everything she wanted to be continued.
“Besides, my sister and I are now connected by soul, right? A master/slave ritual that ensures who belongs to the dragon.”
“… Master/Slave… Consciousness… Soul… Contract…”
There were many reasons to acknowledge the claims of the dragon in front of us.
The moment I acknowledged it. All necessary procedures have been completed.
The hero who was summoned from another world to defeat the Demon King turned out to be a hero.
Thanks to the longer period of time spent without anything on, the doll started to feel uncomfortable in its clothes and began to move again.
Light came into my empty eyes.
Although it was not golden with the purpose of eradicating the demon lord. It was not the color of an ornament that did not respond to stimulation.
Instead of a sense of justice to defeat the evil demon lord who is harassing people. A sister was created to be the master of the soul and take care of her cute younger sister.
“Hmm… Now that I think about it, I guess that’s right? I think Fafnil is right.”
“Sister Mehisha!”
She had no doubts about the fact that she was the older sister of this dragon demon, and the scales that had only tipped in one direction for a very brief moment were now completely set in the opposite direction.
The silver dragon gently stroked the chest of the familiar who had happily accepted the master-servant contract made at the soul level, instead of returning the humiliation he felt during their first meeting.
I succeeded in making the hero summoned from another world into a familiar, but there are still many rituals left to do.
The necessary mindset was already quickly forming in Mehisha’s eyes as he looked down at the small archdemon. Still, I needed to reset her priorities.
“Mehisha is my familiar from now on… She’s mine… So I can touch her however I want, right?”
“… Where is the master who receives permission from a familiar? Fafnir?”
The dragon raised his hand to stroke the golden, sparkling treasure.
The familiar, accepting its new owner, slightly lowered its posture and sat down on the floor. There was no feeling of shame for the hero as he accepted her position as a familiar.
“Mehisa needs a master she can trust and rely on.”
“A master I can rely on… You mean, Fafnir?”
The first and final process of coloring Silver Dragon’s clean drawing paper began.
“…”
One person per day. It wasn’t something worth whispering to the soul of Hero, who had dealt with the Four Heavenly Kings for three days in a row, but it couldn’t be helped.
Just as the moment she realized that she wanted to have the female hero Mehisha, she realized her instinct as a dragon. As for the process of receiving absolute loyalty from a familiar, I could only think of one example sentence.
Fortunately, The hero who had been standing as a decoration in the hallway for a month never came out of the provisional contract due to a sense of discomfort.
“Don’t be nervous and say it one by one with confidence. Fafnir. I’ll listen to everything, right? You’re a familiar, right?”
The voice of the cute little dragon sister, who chewed her tongue and hesitated while speaking, was truly cheering.
The mental defense had already been erased on its own a long time ago.
That decided Mehisha’s fate.
While her older sister’s familiar stroked her pristine silver hair, her younger sister gently placed her finger on the navel of her most expensive and most prized adornment.
The greedy dragon’s magic reached the heart of the contractor who was accustomed to magic armor.
“Yes! You just need to exist for your master! Don’t worry about people or things or anything else!”
I wanted to display my precious ornaments and show them to everyone, but I didn’t want to share them.
“Everything about you is mine from now on. You are also my property!”
Fafnir’s conclusion was whispered a little more kindly.
As a devil, I didn’t learn anything, but it was meaningless in the face of problems that were too easy.
A whisper full of temptation suggested a bad ending for the heroine to give up everything.
“Give your sister’s soul to me too?”
The weakest Silver Dragon created an item on Mehisha’s neck with a little magical power.
Equipment that only looks like it has no function. It was filled with a choker necklace with a half-cut chain attached.
It was a restraint commonly found in slave markets and was worn even if one did not want to wear it, but it required a price in the castle of the great evil Fafnir.
The warrior Mehisha’s forehead touched her floor. It was a meaningless question as it was common sense that thinking about it itself would disqualify one from being a familiar.
“Yes! I’ll give it to you! I’ll give it to the Great Devil Fafnil! So… So… Please accept me as Fafnir’s familiar♥”
An imprint appeared on the lower abdomen of the warrior who surrendered and gave his soul, identifying it as the property of the Silver Dragon.
It was proof of subjugation as a being whose very existence could be rewritten at any time by the master who owned it, but nothing changed.
It was natural for her, since what the greedy dragon needed was not a strong warrior, but a strong, kind, and kind older sister, Mehisha.
‘Mehisha’ was fine enough to understand why she deliberately asked herself such a question.
“Master. This is it. Familiar sister?”
During the month she stayed in the castle, her golden hair, which she had carefully cared for every single day, began to be gently trampled.
“Yes…! It’s my master. I made a mistake! Please accept me as your familiar!”
“Uh… Uh…? What… What… Mehisha… Sister…?”
It is her younger sister, Fafnil, who is stepping on her older sister with little effort. I was thinking of getting the answer I wanted and removing the foot that was stepping on my sister, but I couldn’t.
Thanks to obtaining the soul of her desired sister, she was able to retrieve her memories at will.
So Fafnir’s eyes hardened.
“My sister is from Earth, but…”
The fact that her older sister came from a world called Earth. It wasn’t surprising since it was a world where heroes were often summoned to begin with.
“… You’re not human?”
What’s important is the other part. She was the true identity of Mehisha’s older sister, who was a warrior and became her own familiar.
Person. Not something we call a human, but something that looks like one. That was all the information that Archdemon Fafnir could find out about [ ].
It was embarrassing that she couldn’t voluntarily let go of her mental defenses and read the memories of her sister, to whom she had given her soul… But that was it.
It was enough to freeze for a moment.
The most important thing for the Silver Dragon was that her sister, who always had a pouch containing her pure gold coins, was right before her eyes.
The second problem was that an uninvited guest called an adventurer party came.
The other Four Heavenly Kings who were protecting Fafnir’s small castle disappeared within three days.
The warrior who was the cause had also been missing for a month.
An illusion that the hero may have been defeated. Thanks to the titles of Great Devil, Dragon, and Four Heavenly Kings of Demons, adventurer parties never visited Fafnir. Adventurers with strong happiness circuits have appeared.
It was thought that if the hero had been attacked, the owner of the castle would also be in a dying state.
A month ago, it would have been Fafnil’s biggest problem, but now it was no longer a problem.
“Then, sister. Fafnir will give the first command.”
“Yes, master♥”
The familiar’s breasts trembled after receiving the command.
The warrior Mehisha has disappeared.
Only the familiar with a silver dragon-like engraving on its lower abdomen was preparing for the master’s order to welcome guests.
