Chapter 282 – Guardian of the Dungeon
As the strong white knight’s spirit seems to have been half-destroyed by the sexual torture, Seong-il uses the gap to attack her spirit using the tiara.
‘Done…!’
Seong-il, who entered the time when he collapsed with pleasure. He naturally manipulates her memories, implanting false memories as if she had freed her men.
『I listened to you today, so I released some of her men.』
“…Thank you.”
As he strongly recalls the thoughts he had envisioned in his head, the fabricated memories naturally unfold in the White Knight’s mind.
‘Oh… It’s easy to remember recently!’
Also, Seong-il feels that it is easier to manipulate now, when the reason has collapsed due to pleasure, than when the reason was intact.
‘Pleasure, pain, etc… If you break down reason and make your mind soft, it seems that tiara’s mental manipulation will be easier, right?’
Seong-il got a sense of how to use the tiara. He goes into the white knight’s more past memories at the expense of her, and begins digging into her memories, which she considers important.
‘Let’s go to the memories that the White Knight considers most important!’
Seong-il strongly thinks of what he wants in his head. Then, an intangible being that sprinkles a mighty light in front of him and a white knight kneeling in front of him appear.
‘This…!’
A being with strong enough power to remind one of the moon god. Seong-il realizes that this being is the god of light.
‘This… This must be difficult, right?’
Still, just in case, Seong-il tries to manipulate the memory of the god of light.
“Keuk!!”
Then the merciless pain inflicted on the spirit of the holy day. Seong-il realizes that this pain is the white knight’s message of rejection to him.
‘Kuh… If I cast a spell that’s too absurd, the anti-seo effect appears on me?’
Seong-il, who grasped the points to be aware of, contemplates how to drive the white knight more carefully.
‘It’s difficult about faith in God. Then…’
In the midst of that, one thought passes through Seongil’s head.
‘Ah! Did you have a foster father?’
Perhaps the man in her memories whom she adopted as her adoptive daughter out of pity after the white knight’s father died.
Seong-il decides to chase the white knight by distorting him and other people around him little by little from memory.
‘First of all… He seems to have a lot of respect for his adoptive father, so it’s a bit of a stretch to touch him right away…’
‘Hmm… Shall we touch the fellow knights at the time of training, who seemed easy enough?’
Seong-il, who made that decision, decided to distort the personalities of his colleagues who had been at the Knights Academy for the training of knights in the past.
『Eileen! Today was amazing!』
『Whoops! You will become a child who will do great things for the God of Light in the future.”
‘Shall I distort this warm memory…?’
Seong-Il, who wears a sinister smile, cleverly twists his tribute to Eileen, the White Knight.
“…Is that Eileen?”
“Uh. As I’ve heard, the body…”
『It’s amazing.』
『Let’s hear it… It is said that he entered the academy by using his good looks to beat men who were superior to him…』
“Shh!!”
Seong-il subtly changes the white knight’s praise for his skills into a compliment for his good looks.
‘That’s also subtly negative.’
Seong-il distorts her memories as much as possible in that way. He distorts Aileen’s memories very little by little, so that there are no problems in between.
‘Whoa… Should I go this far for today?’
Seong-il succeeded in changing her former glorious trainee days to a little uncomfortable due to her ‘beautiful appearance’. He happily gets out of the tiara and returns to reality.
“Whoa…”
“Hmm?”
When Seong-il held on to the tiara for a while and tried something strange on the white knight, the Dark Elf sisters looked at Seong-il with an interesting expression.
Seong-il, who finds them like that, puts his hand on his lips as if not to say anything and sends a signal to be quiet.
Nod
Leaving the sister who said he would know, Seong-il starts telling sweet lies in the ears of the white knight Eileen.
“Hmm… I heard you had a lot of fun today, didn’t you?”
“Ugh?”
The white knight was lying in a daze half-conscious. She senses Sung-il’s ridicule snapping her mind and begins to express her anger.
“Everyone… Shut up! What did you enjoy so much!? For me, this was disgusting torture! And I can endure this torture! Let’s see!”
“What… I mean. Anyway, after I massaged my body today, I felt… You must have been quite popular for your looks when you were a trainee…?”
“Ugh…!!”
“Surely, seeing this erotic body, many men must have panted?”
At the mockery of such a holy day, unpleasant ‘old memories’ begin to emerge in Eileen’s head.
“Aww…!!”
The sticky eyes of the male cadets peeking at him while training in the gymnasium with swords.
Even the instructor who subtly wrapped herself around her body and massaged her side breast under the pretext of correcting her sword posture.
She feels her shame rise to the extreme with her ‘old memories’ at the words of her holy day, and she hangs her head.
‘Oh… Does it work?’
I tried it halfway long, but it seemed to work perfectly. Seong-il is delighted with the appearance and thinks.
‘For the rest of the time… Shall I enjoy it while slowly dyeing it in my own style?’
Thinking so, Seong-il opens her inventory and takes out something from her and starts approaching the white knight.
“What… What are you going to do… Kuh?!”
When Seong-il approaches him with suspicious-looking equipment, the white knight instinctively cringes.
Seeing her like that, the dark elves naturally crossed her arms on both sides of her and suppressed her nonsense.
“I’m sorry… Black…!!”
The white knight could not resist properly, probably because the aftermath of the terrible pleasure still remained.
Approaching the White Knight, who is trapped by her Dark Elf sisters, Seong-il starts putting a strange black mask over her face.
“What… What are you doing… Whoops?!”
“Hey… Our white knight-nim seems to be shy, so I’ll make sure you don’t be ashamed.
A strange mask made of latex material. The pitch-black mask completely covers the rest of the face except for the white knight’s mouth.
“And…”
Even the Dark Elf sisters, who have gone through a lot of childbirth, stick out their tongues in admiration at the strange mask that completely covers her nose so that she can barely breathe through her mouth.
Clap!
Seong-il puts a leather dog collar around the white knight’s neck after putting on a mask. He puts a chain on the ring and whispers as he pulls the white knight hard by the neck.
“Now… Shall we go to the next step?”
After saying that, Seong-il turned her hands behind her and tied them tightly to prevent the white knight from doing anything stupid, and took out the rotor he used to train Elisha.
“Huh…? What is that…?”
From masks made of bizarre materials that I have never seen before, to bizarre plastic machines that look smooth.
When her seongil brings out bizarre objects that she can’t find in her own world, Lena eventually can’t hold back her curiosity and asks him.
“It’s fun! I know when I see it.”
After answering that, Seong-il naturally places a rotor on the white knight’s pink bean and starts taping her.
Wiing!!!
“Huh!? What… What are you doing! Stop it!!”
“You talk a lot.”
“That’s because you’re doing weird things… Ugh!!”
“You talk too much.”
Annoyed to hear her white knight’s whining, Seong-il puts a mouthpiece in her mouth and forcibly covers her mouth so she can’t speak for herself.
“Huh.. Eup!!”
“It’s quiet now.”
Seong-il turns on the rotor once again with a relaxed expression. Then the white knight feels her stimulating pleasure rushing fearfully from her own sensitive pink bean.
“Oops! Oops!! Oops!!!”
And, perhaps feeling the fear of that excessive stimulation, the white knight began to struggle vigorously.
Tuduk. Took…
“Hmm… It’s a lot of struggle, so it will fall off soon.”
“That’s it, can’t you fix your legs?”
“Hmm?”
When Seong-il mumbles his troubles and spat out her, Leah shrugs and gives Seong-il advice. After saying that, she brings back the scabbard of the white knight she used before and starts tying it around her ankles again.
“Oh…”
“This makes it difficult to retract the legs so they can’t go on a rampage.”
“Ohhh…”
The three of them restrain the body of the white knight as if playing with a fun toy. Seeing that, the white knight feels his insides boil with anger.
‘Just a little longer… Just a little longer…!!’
Seong-il, who swore an oath on a tablet with the power of a god. In addition, considering his status as a great warrior, Aileen is convinced that his oath will be true.
‘Only six days… If you endure for six days…!!’
Eileen swallows the misery and consoles herself at the thought that if she endures this disgrace for a week, she and all of her men will be able to return safely.
‘I can clearly see what he’s thinking.’
And Seong-il, who has now learned how to grasp the emotions of others to some extent with 『Emotion』, Laughs at her thoughts inwardly.
‘After getting used to the climax and stimulation today, I’ll try to distort the memory once again.’
Seong-il had to tame her body to some extent because it was impossible to manipulate memories by creating pleasure she had never experienced before. He initiates actions to develop the white knight’s sexuality.
Tuduk!
Seongil calmly scattered four charged jewels on the floor. Soon after, four of his alter egos wearing soul masks appear in front of him.
“Hello! Seongil-ah!”
“Yes, yes, children. For today, protect the white knight instead of me.”
“Huh!”
“Because we need to stay there for as long as possible, don’t use magic as much as possible, okay?”
“Okay!”
“…If you want to be summoned, be sure to call me, you know?”
“Huh!”
‘Even though the way they talk is very awkward, these guys have never let me down so far, so I’m sure they’ll do well…’
Thinking so, Seong-il turns on the power of the rotor again and pulls the white knight’s leash tightly.
“Cook!! Whoops!! Whoops!!”
The white knight moaned in pain as Seong-il made the bizarre object hung on his vagina vibrate and pulled his neck hard.
But, like it or not, her holy day ignores her pain and drags and commands her.
“Now! It’s time for walks and outdoor training! Let’s go!”
“Oops..!!”
The white knight instinctively noticed what he was about to do at the words ‘walking’ and ‘outdoors’. She desperately strains her neck and tries to hold on to her seat.
Damn!! Damn!!
“Sigh!!”
Lena and Leah slap her back with their leather belts without hesitation.
“It’s arrogant. Is this the only thing that the bitch who swore can do?”
“Khehe…!!”
In response to the sister’s insult, which in fact blasphemes the god of light, the white knight gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from his seat.
“Hey… Shall we go…?”
When the situation is sorted out, Seong-il grabs the white knight’s leash and heads to the square of the dungeon.
“Uh…?”
The followers of the moon are diligently building dungeons under Lassal’s guidance without thinking. In front of them, a white knight wearing a bizarre mask and naked naked appears.
Buzz buzz!!
Dozens of people gathered at any moment. When they were talking among themselves.
Seong-il makes an alter ego and puts his arms around the white knight to prevent him from falling.
“Now! I’m trying to ‘repent’ the cultists who believe in the god of light. It doesn’t matter if you look at them or curse at them, but please don’t touch them or hurt them.”
After that, Seong-il applies the aphrodisiac obtained from the Dark Elf sister to the white knight’s vagina and starts to turn the rotor more strongly.
Weeing!!
“Oops!! Oops!!!”
The intense pleasure that comes from the pubic area more strongly. Not only that, but she feels the irritation of her gaze, stinging against her own skin.
‘Yes… It reminds me of the old academy’s nightmare…!!’
The White Knight, thanks to her humiliating provocation, begins to spontaneously emerge with false memories of her at the academy, forcibly instilled by her holy days.
“Eup… Uhhhhh!!”
“Wow… That year is quite revealing, right?”
“Huh… I see. How is it that you’re drooling from your crotch when no one is touching you…?”
“Puha! Doesn’t the God of Light teach you how to be a whore when you bring in a female disciple?”
Shameful blasphemy from all sides. The white knight wanted to protest that she was not, but her cries only spread into hollow moans because of the mouthpiece that was blocking her mouth.
‘If I stimulate them in this way and force them to recall false memories, I’ll be able to train them right away!’
Thinking so, Seong-il orders the four alter egos so that the white knight can safely expose her outdoors, and moves her body to the center of her dungeon.
