I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

Chapter 131

The sky was a deep crimson, and the pool of water rippled with a dark hue. A man dressed in black with red cloud patterns was wantonly playing with the body of a female demon.

What is your name?

"Solidil".

"Ah! It's Lady Solitaire. You can call me Fingel. Nice to meet you."

"You...~!"

[Magnifying... x desire 1500%]

[Magnification successful]

[Activate...physiological response]

[Emotional fluctuation keywords... successfully implanted.]

Despite feeling physical pleasure, the female demon's mood grew somewhat heavy.

'This is such a nasty feeling... This stuff is called hormones? I feel like my consciousness is being affected.'

Solitaire gritted her teeth, trying to calm down, but the surging pleasure made her mind feel dizzy and she wanted to engage in the most primal piston-like movements.

"Hey, Lady Solitaire."

Fingel stroked her body, leaned close to her ear, and breathed rapidly.

"Your skin is so well-maintained, it's like a baby's."

Solitaire maintained her fake smile, but was stopped by the words that triggered her intensely sensitive illusion. It was just a touch, but her heart started pounding.

"Thank you...~ for the compliment? Should I say that?"

Solitaire's favorability towards you has decreased by 1 point.

"Hehe, it's okay, I'm just telling the truth."

Fingel stroked her carefully. Solitaire's body was very elastic. Although she was in her own illusionary realm, her body was actually exactly the same as in reality. Moreover, she was very small and looked very thin. If he put his hand in, he might be able to see the movement of her abdomen.

'That's interesting.'

Fingel pursed his lips, a thought stirring within him.

Although he knew that demons were all emotionally deprived, like advanced artificial intelligence, especially lacking something called guilt, he still wanted to try—to see if he could touch the hearts of demons in the form of feelings, thereby breaking down their defenses.

After all, from the scene in the original novel where Awula cuts off her own head in the Water Melody Song, you can see that she was on the verge of a breakdown. Perhaps I can replicate that.

In his own environmental world, Fingal can stay for about 24 hours, giving him plenty of time to play with Solitaire.

"It's so cute that she's trying so hard not to make a sound."

Fingel's hand gradually moved down, and he forcefully spread her thighs apart, admiring the beautiful view without any pity.

Ah, it's still white.

You know, even Aura has a few, they're kind of sexy, but this one is pure white x.

When gently touched, Solitaire's body trembled uncontrollably, and she could only grit her teeth and endure the stimulation.

'This is really a headache, my body has become so sensitive... Is this what they call heat? Even a demon's heat shouldn't be like this!'

She felt extremely annoyed, as she had no power to resist and her body had become unusually sensitive—Solitaire had studied demon reproduction and had seen other demons reproduce, but she had never encountered anything like this before.

Especially since he couldn't cast spells, and there was no trace of magic flowing through his body—this wasn't magic at all!

Demons who lack magic for an extended period will perish; they are essentially beings similar to energy-based life forms.

"Is this your purpose... to see me in my lustful state? Because it will allow you to more enjoy venting your animalistic desires?"

Solitaire spoke calmly, her tone so indifferent it seemed she wasn't talking about herself, yet it subtly contained a hint of sarcasm.

"Is this kind of thing interesting? It's pointless."

This is how she described it.

“But I think it’s very meaningful, isn’t it? Isn’t it sexy? Isn’t it cheeky? My dear Lady Solitaire.” Fingel didn’t seem to care much, and just gently stroked her. “I’ve heard of such things. The Nameless Great Demons are the most terrifying demons, because it means that anyone who sees them is dead.”

Solitaire has mild doubts about you.

So there's such a saying? It makes a lot of sense.

"That's right, I'm a bit timid, so I can't let anyone who sees me get away with spreading the news alive."

Solitaire smiled, but her body trembled slightly.

Because someone has placed their hands in some indescribable places, they have become more aggressive.

"What a cruel fellow, Lady Solitaire, do you even remember how many people you've killed?"

Fingel scrutinized Solitaire, who met his gaze without fear. At first glance, her eyes seemed gentle, but upon closer inspection, they were as emotionless as an iceberg.

Solitaire has mild doubts about you.

How many people were killed? I don't think I've ever recorded anything like that.

“I can’t quite remember, after all, no one counted.” Solitaire pouted, lost in thought. “Just like you, can you remember how many loaves of bread you’ve eaten?”

.....

"Tsk, that's really arrogant."

Fingel's lips twitched, and he almost burst out laughing... This guy was absolutely serious, even more outrageously evil than DIO; they didn't even realize they were doing evil.

Even he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Since that was the case, he certainly didn't need to hesitate, right? Anyway, he wasn't exactly a good person either.

"You weren't the one who made them say that... Ew~!!!!!"

Solitaire's feigned innocence vanished instantly, her eyes misting over with tears, like those of a startled deer. Her nails unconsciously dug into her palms, and her body arched instinctively.

A suppressed sob escaped her throat, mixed with a burning, strange sensation that shot from her lower abdomen up her spine. The intensified pain left Solitaire's mind blank for a moment.

"How pathetic, my first time was ended by fingers."

Fingel jokingly withdrew his finger, a faint trace of blood still remaining on it.

"But you demons probably don't care about this kind of thing, right? After all, if you get into heat, wouldn't you use animals to relieve yourself? It's quite possible, isn't it?"

The female demon did not answer him, and it took her a long time to regain her senses.

“No…no.”

Solitaire's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, her eyelashes trembled violently, and her originally rosy lips were bitten until they turned white.

[Ouch... Does this really hurt that much? My sense of physical sensation seems to have been overstimulated!]

[What a pervert! How long is he planning to torture me here? What's the workings of this magic...? It feels so real, I'm like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.]

There was no pleasure involved; Fingel's sadism only made her feel pain, which made her even clearer about her fate—this human must be trying to make her feel unbearable through sadism.

Solitaire has some doubts about you...

[Generates a favorability attribute... Favorability level: 31]

...

“Lady Solitaire must be wondering how much longer you’re going to stay here,” Fingel guessed, looking at Solitaire’s expression. “Or perhaps she’s wondering where this place is? I think you shouldn’t waste your energy; there’s no way anyone will come to rescue you now.”

"It's okay, you'll feel comfortable soon."

...

Hehe, thank you for your help.

Solitaire's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and she could barely manage a smile. This was the first time she had ever experienced anything like this.

"Tsk, that's dirty."

Fingel frowned and wiped Solitaire's face with disgust.

Solitaire: ......

Suddenly, the cross behind her turned into a cloud of black ash and disintegrated. Caught off guard, Solitaire fell to the ground with a thud and knelt down.

Due to blood loss and being forcibly locked up, she was unable to move her body for a while and could only kneel on the ground in a sorry state.

She tried to get up, but the tearing pain forced her to kneel on the ground, and she couldn't help but furrow her beautiful eyebrows.

Oh no, this is really bad.

[Looks like I'll have to learn some magic to defend against illusions, or maybe this is just spatial magic?]

She was still thinking about how to break out of the current situation—but she couldn't think of a solution. She couldn't cast magic, and she couldn't even move. What could she do?

"So I'm temporarily your slave now? No, according to your human terms, I'm a sex slave, right?"

Solitaire smiled helplessly. To be honest, although she was interested in things like 'rape,' she guessed that after experiencing it, she would also try to kill the other person.

This is the first time I've ever been completely enslaved by someone to vent my frustrations.

"Oh right? Lady Solitaire is my sex slave today."

"Well...to be honest, Lady Solitaire, how does it feel to be humiliated by a mere human, a powerful being of such high status?"

Fingel grabbed Solitaire by the hair, forced her to stand up, and wore a cruel smile on his face.

It hurts so much!

Solitaire's pain manifested as tears welling in her eyes, eventually rolling down her flushed cheeks. But to avoid further suffering, she could only grip Fingel's arm tightly and stand on tiptoe.

[These physiological reactions...why am I having them? Am I crying? Oh, does it really hurt this much?]

She discovered she had developed another unpleasant trait—she seemed to be somewhat afraid of pain.

And for some reason, Solitaire felt an emotion she had never felt before... Was it resentment? Was she resentful of being enslaved by a human?

What a... despicable guy...

"What exactly do you want?" Solitaire couldn't hold back her tears, but her eyes remained cold as she looked at Fingel. "I already told you I could cooperate with you, so why do you want to do this?"

She was in so much pain she could hardly bear it. This human was clearly trying to inflict more suffering on her. To avoid further pain, she tried to deceive and beg for mercy in the human way, attempting to evoke in the other person an emotion called 'pity' that she couldn't understand.

Anything is fine, even making her kneel on the ground and lick Fingel's toes right now. Doing something that comes at no cost would be the best way to alleviate the pain of torture.

"I'll do anything! Do you want me to lick your promotion card? Or do you want me to fuck you from behind? Or do you want some other hole? I'll cooperate!"

"So...please, let go, it really hurts!"

Still pretending! Still pretending!

Fingel gritted his teeth. "It's all your fault... You've ruined my bright future! Don't you dare disturb my peaceful life!"

Although Solitaire's performance was superb, and her tone and demeanor were very similar, and someone else might have been fooled, would he, who had appreciated the works of various Japanese teachers, be so easily deceived?

Not at all! What kind of acting quality is this? You wouldn't even be able to debut in adult videos, you know?

That's a huge difference!

Solitaire's performance of begging for mercy did not get her off the hook; instead, it fueled Fingel's anger and desire—because a proud person like Solitaire would certainly not study human sexual desire, as it would be meaningless.

She naturally wouldn't know that at such times, a woman's miserable state would only incite more violence, sexual desire, and a desire to conquer in the other party.

"Huh? Did you think about your reasons when you killed someone?"

Fingel feigned surprise and asked, gripping her hair even tighter with one hand, forcing her to dangle in the air and struggle to swing her legs.

This man is not easily fooled.

Solitaire grabbed his arm in an attempt to relieve the pressure, her scalp practically scalp from being scratched raw!

She hates intelligent humans the most.

"Let me go...I..."

Ha ha.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Fingel smiled broadly, then casually tossed his robe onto the ground with a wave of his hand.

"Lady Solitaire...have you ever heard of Pavlov's Dog?"

!!!!

Without any mercy, and with the determination to unleash his furious rage, he pressed down on her fiercely.

Ignoring Solitiel's struggles and cries.