Ruler of the Game 642

Chapter 642 – The Magic City and the Great Detective

Seong-il obediently agrees with Aira and opens the portal.

“Ordinary clones should remain here and set fire to it.”

“Yeah!! I’ll do that!!”

Even though it is a fake world, Seong-il decides to burn The Club thoroughly by making a self-immolation because if the tail is caught, it can be a nuisance for the remaining 15 days.

‘In the real world, even if I do this, someday I’ll be caught by a public group… But… Well… This is a world that only lasts for a month and then disappears, so that shouldn’t be a problem.’

Seong-il usually ridiculed the public groups here, such as the Wyndham Metropolitan Police Department, saying that many funny situations happen in the detective world, but from a macroscopic point of view, the public groups in the detective world were by no means incompetent groups to be ignored.

‘Because it is a public institution of a country that is fighting on an equal footing against an empire that is five times its weight class.’

Showing such a vigilant appearance, Seong-il turns the club into a sea of ​​fire and moves to a secret place using a magic portal made of evergreen bracelets.

‘Oh. This is the secret base of the phantom thief Yuftesia, isn’t it?’

A view of a spacious and tall underground vacant lot that looks like an old castle buried underground. There, magic lights of similar brightness and color to torches were attached to the walls all over the place, illuminating the interior.

And in the glass exhibition hall installed on the high wall, ancient relics that looked precious and expensive were nicely set up.

‘There are many works of art?’

And all kinds of beautiful paintings and artwork hanging over the artifacts. Looking at the exhibits that have been fixed with magic, Seong-il exclaims inwardly.

‘…It’s safe to say it’s almost a museum, right?’

Carpets and tables luxuriously laid on the floor. The time when I was interested in looking at a fireplace that was made of magic flames and did not harm people.

The young ladies who had been kidnapped looked at him and shouted, as if they had gained courage from seeing the silent Seongil.

“Go… Dare!! You know who we are!!”

“That…Yes!! Do you think you’ll be safe even after doing this?!”

The young girls belonging to The Club, who do not lose their spirits despite being kidnapped. Seeing this, Seong-il lightly grabs the girls by the neck with telekinesis and floats them in the air to inflict pain.

“Do you still think your noble status will protect you?”

“Kek… Kek Kek…!!”

The young girls are in great pain as they are choked with their necks suspended in the air by telekinesis. When the young girls show signs of straining their bodies due to difficulty breathing, Seong-il puts the young girls on the floor and summons an alter ego.

“Take care of it.”

“Leave it to me!”

The alter egos, who look exactly like Seong-il wearing a mask, open the box of SM supplies prepared in advance in the castle of the thief and take out various equipment.

Aww!! Aww!!

And at the same time, the eerie sound of tearing clothes heard nearby. The girls of The Club, whose bodies are restrained by telekinesis, are stripped of their clothes in an instant by the savage touch of the alter ego.

Clap!! Clap!!

“This…Don’t do this!!”

“How dare you!! I’m the eldest daughter of the Duke of Lugan!! Do you think you guys will be safe even after doing this?!”

In the hall, pleas and threats resound in all directions. However, the alter ego completely ignores the cries of such young ladies, puts a dog collar around their naked necks, and puts handcuffs and shackles on their hands and feet.

“Do you like it?”

“…So much!!

When Seong-il keeps his promise so coolly, Ira nods to Seong-il with a look of anger and resentment.

“Hey. You guys.”

After hearing Ira’s answer, Seong-il calls out to the slaves belonging to The Club who are crouching in a corner in fear.

“…Yes?”

The slaves flinched and answered when they heard his call, perhaps frightened by the ruthless slaughter that Seong-il showed for a short time.

“Follow me.”

“…”

The club’s slaves look even more frightened at the unexpected call of Holy Day. However, if they ignore the terrifying man in front of them, something even more terrible will happen, so the slaves tremble and follow the holy day.

Kiki…!!

Seong-il takes a slave and enters a nearby dressing room. Then he sees all kinds of equipment and lewd outfits and mannequins inside.

The leather clothing that looks like a corset covers only the waist, but the breasts and pubic area are exposed, showing the feeling of being very lewd.

Besides that, forked whips, candles, enema tools, and so on. Tools used for all kinds of sexual torture were set up everywhere, and the slaves who had suffered for a long time realized the use of the tools and were very afraid.

“I’ll make you an offer.”

Seong-il sets up her fifteen slaves and recites her thoughts and conditions to them. The members of The Club who harassed the slaves will be dealt with after 15 days.

After dealing with her ladies, Seongil promises to give her slaves their freedom. It does not end with simple shoes, but convinces them by handing various jewels and gold to the slaves.

“…Because you can choose up to three.”

Seong-il asked the slaves to do nothing here for 15 days and then leave for the Empire after receiving some compensation.

Or, she tells you to choose whether to help with the work as a maid here, or to actively help her Aira, torturing and tutoring the young ladies.

“I don’t care which one you choose. I swear to God that after fifteen days I’ll set you free.”

“…Really?”

“Even so? By the way, if you help with the work, in addition to the settlement fee, you will receive this amount per day in addition…”

Seong-il takes out the gold coins and jewels that Elysia had piled up in the treasure house of the thief Yuftesia and shows them to the slaves.

After that, he relieves the anxiety of her slaves by realistically explaining the method of smuggling to the empire that he heard from Elysia.

“You can kill us and keep your mouth shut after 15 days… Then you can save money…”

A slave who speaks with a pitiful expression and a little weeping. Tattooed on the cervical side of her lower abdomen, she quiveres and questions whether she still disbelieves her holy day.

“If that’s the case, I killed you long ago. Why do you bother to save you and then convince me?”

“…”

“You can’t believe you’re really great people? That’s why I brought you guys?”

“…”

After hearing it, Seong-il’s answer was that he had nothing to say. When the slaves seem to understand to some extent, Seong-il tells them a story and reassures them.

She strongly appeals that she brought them just out of sympathy, not for a specific purpose. In addition, as you can see, money is a lot of people who are rotten, so this amount of money tells them that it is not even their pocket money.

At the words of Seong-il, which sound more plausible the more they listen, the slaves begin to mutter among themselves, and soon make faces full of determination.

“…I’ll do it!! Can I help Miss Aira and torture the fucking young girls?”

As soon as the fear disappears, the slaves try to ask Seong-il various questions with expressions full of hatred, as if hatred and anger are starting to boil.

Seong-il, who reads the emotion, enjoys it and explains what he wants to the slaves.

“…So you can’t just kill them arbitrarily. We’re going to take care of them on the last day, okay?”

“Yes!!”

Upon hearing Seong-il’s detailed teaching schedule, the slaves grit their teeth and volunteer to work for him.

However, surprisingly, some slaves say that they are just tired and want to help with lodging-related work here.

“Anything is fine. Anyway, you guys go help Aira.”

“Yes!!”

The sex slaves, who seem to be about 10 years old, each wear lewd costumes with ferocious expressions on their faces, and move into the clearing carrying terrifying instruments of torture.

‘I can’t bring things here, but I’m glad I can bring them.’

In order to help Aira vent her anger, Seong-il brings a lot of potions made by Elisha in the original world and starts to pile them up in her warehouse.

“Aaaaah!!! Stop!! That’s not it!!!”

Seong-il came out after washing blood in the shower room of the secret base for a while. When he reaches the plaza, he sees Rose covered in blood, having been flogged countless times while suspended in the air.

“Bitch bitch. How does it feel to put you in a position to be beaten?”

Ira taunts her by sprinkling her salt on her skin with her glistening eyes, her skin torn apart by Rose.

“Stop!! My… If my father, the Duke of Lugan, knows about this…”

“You can only say that? Not even a parrot.”

Rose tries to escape the situation by naming her father, who is in power. However, her Ira is a fan of her, beating her up without blinking an eye at her.

“Make up a more novel story, bitch.”

Aira seemed to be trying to resolve her accumulated resentment by torturing her daughters. Seong-il watches the scene and examines the looks of the young girls, including Rose.

‘Ho… It looks pretty smooth, doesn’t it?’

Since it is a world where beauty magic is well developed, the looks of young girls are well maintained. On the holy day, enjoy and examine the situation.

“Come here for a minute.”

“…?”

Now, she is trying to relax and have some fun, but when Seong-il calls her, Ira approaches him with a puzzled look on her face.

“No way, don’t overdo the whipping…”

“Can that be?”

Seong-il begins to recount a story he shared with sex slaves a little while ago to Aira, who is anxious.

“…I can accept any offer like that.”

Ira remembers the violence she inflicted on her slaves during her demon-possessed time, so she willingly agrees with her Holy Day opinion.

Seeing this, Seong-il laughs bitterly and explains her potion and other support items to her Aira.

“Then… I want you to enjoy it for a full day?”

Seong-il, who shouted that, heads to Windham City again to finish the incident in the mirror world with Charlotte.

***

“Aaaaagh!! I was wrong!! Master!!”

A few days later, Seong-il visits the thief’s secret base in the mirror world again. As soon as he entered, he could hear women screaming from all sides.

‘Wow… That’s harsh?’

And Seong-il, who looked at the monitor installed in the secret room on the second floor, sees the miserable young girls.

“Is it the end if I make a mistake?”

“No!! I’ll beg you like this!!”

Thud!! Thud!!

The figure of a young lady with blood all over her body and praying to Aira and her own former slave.

She begs for mercy as she slams her own head into the hard stone floor with her terrified expression on her face, unlike her spirited self a few days before.

“Dog bitch. Who wants to put your head on the floor? If you get seriously injured, you’ll have to use more potions!!”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

At the slave’s bloody cry, the young lady trembled and stopped banging her head on the floor. Seong-il is very interested in seeing the power hierarchy of the two groups completely reversed in just a few days.

‘Ow… Look how bloody he is!’

How angry Aira and the slaves were abused, the images of the young ladies with scars all over their bodies like tattoos.

As much as Eyeliner was well versed in art, she seemed to have carved elaborate and cruel marks on the bodies of the young ladies with a whip.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“Yes!! Yes…!! Wrong!!”

‘…The daughter of the Duke of Lugan has completely fallen into hell.’

The completely shattered appearance of the young lady, who was called ‘Rose’ in the past. As much as she usually showed a particularly cruel appearance than the other young ladies, not only were all kinds of low words and pictures tattooed on her back, but also her nipples and clitoris were decorated with golden rings and bells, giving her a miserable appearance. Was doing

“What did I do wrong?”

“Yes? That…”

Rose, who had done nothing wrong because of course she was caught and taking out her anger. However, in this case, she hesitated for a moment and tried to come up with her excuse, because she knew that if she made an excuse, she would really be beaten to death.

“How stupid…!!”

However, her ex-slave, who had been brutally trained by her, takes the opportunity to stop her rose and beat her cunt with a whip.

“!!

“What did I do wrong!!”

“I… I was so stupid that I couldn’t understand how you feel…!! It’s… That’s wrong!! Please!! Have mercy!!”

Rose begins to say anything to get her out of the situation. Then, as if the slave had waited, she pays back what she suffered.

“You admitted you were wrong, right? Then how many hits would you like?”

“…!!”

The beginning of an endless hell. If you make excuses, you get beaten up for making excuses. A terrible situation where you get beat up because you admit it.

“Please…!! I was flogged too many times today… Please… Master!! Have mercy…”

Rose, who had been flogged all morning and covered in blood. As soon as her condition deteriorated, she drank all sorts of recovery potions and forcibly restored her health, so only her outside was fine, but her inside was rotten.

“Hmmmm…Then do you want to compromise on two hours of ‘Human Furniture’?”

“…Yes.”

She didn’t like that either, but the reason she was beaten even more was because she wasn’t sure she could bear it mentally, so Rose nodded her head with a miserable expression.