Chapter 76: Torture

After arriving at the academy, we reported what we saw and the guards went to investigate. After some questioning, we were released. A few days passed, but something was bothering me about that murder.

I feel like I’ve seen something similar to the distortion added to the church’s symbol, almost as if another symbol was placed over the first one.

Unfortunately, this didn’t yield much, so I gave up since it’s irrelevant to me. Today, my raven finally came to me.

I destroyed the raven, and a large amount of information was suddenly added to my mind. It seems my raven was well-cared for, which wasn’t really necessary.

I quickly grab my mask and cape, and head out to the meeting location. Today is June 5th.

I quickly leave the academy through the shadows and go to the location. The saint is doing well, so the murder was a failure, but Lionel disappeared yesterday.

I soon arrive at a strange place and see a masked man in front of the door.

I approach him.

“Looks like it’s going to rain, don’t you think?”

“May blood rain upon the dark sky, and may the walls become the tombstones of our enemies.”

After I speak the password, he steps aside and lets me enter. Each password is different for each person, so I guess the massacre I committed earned me a rather… unique password.

Speaking of unique, that chart the vendor showed me isn’t the one used in Japan. It turns out this world has its own chart, which makes me hopeful.

In Japan, the normal chart is the “Breast Cup-size”, so I just need to measure my size with that chart after I find someone who knows it.

I’m sure I don’t have such small breasts, and it’s just this world that has a confusing chart. I bet the Japanese chart will show that I’m at least more endowed than I appear.

’Focus’ I enter the location and soon see a tunnel that I follow for a few minutes until it leads to a complex system of tunnels. I remember the instructions and follow the path: left, left, right, down, right, right, left, up, up, up, left, until I reach the location where what I came for is.

“Welcome, miss. Here’s what you requested.” I see the same guy from before, with whom I made the deal. Next to him is a bag with what I know is Lionel.

“It took longer than I expected,” I say as I approach to take what is now mine.

“I understand… Well, I apologize, miss. The security at the academy is very good, and strangely, there were many guards protecting your merchandise outside.”

’I bet it was Lionel’s father.’ The older nobles mostly fear me, so I bet Duke D’Auberon, Lionel’s father, knew I would do something.

“Of course, it doesn’t matter. Do you have my pass?”

“…It’s still being made. After all, your pass is a bit special, if you know what I mean.”

“I understand.” The free passes for the black market only allow you to enter there, but each pass has levels, and there are places where you need a high-level pass to enter.

“Here’s another raven.” I make another raven from the shadows to notify me when my pass is ready.

I then take Lionel with me and leave on foot, distancing myself. I didn’t teleport because the nobles now know about my shadow teleportation ability, and I don’t want them to know who I am in the black market.

Kaelith incredibly didn’t have any pass for the black market. She said the things she obtained came from the demonic realm, so she didn’t want to go to the black market.

Once I’m sure I’m far away and no one is watching, I teleport to the torture room in Veritus’s mansion. I prepared this place especially for Lionel.

I quickly take the unconscious Lionel out of the bag and tie him to a torture chair while restraining his arms.

I also brought Shogo with me, and the gender-swap potion to use on him is here too. I don’t know who the alchemist is that makes my things, but they are certainly incredible.

I then wake up Lionel with one of the potions I’ll use to torture him. This potion prevents the person from fainting or remaining unconscious, and it’s normally used by adventurers facing very strong bosses. It lasts for days.

“W-Where am I, where are my clothes…y-you…” He looks surprised.

“No need to yell. I’m not too happy about having to watch you naked either.”When torturing someone, clothes are irrelevant.

“Did you think I’d let you off easy after you drugged me?”

“N-NO, IT WASN’T LIKE THAT, L-LISTEN TO ME” He screams desperately. My reputation is obvious, and he knows he’s in trouble.

“Lionel, I’m not going to kill you, don’t worry.”

’You need to be alive to be Shogo’s food.’ Shogo can’t have a corpse as food. As a tentacle monster, she needs something alive, both as food and as a breeding ground for her little tentacle monsters.

“Y-You’re not going to kill me?” He says nervously.

“No, I promise in the name of the von Lügenberg family.” This name has no value to me. I just won’t kill him because I’m going to give him as a gift.

“Listen carefully. I’m going to torture you, and then I’ll stop, simple as that. You want to live, don’t you? So agree.”

“I-I’ll do it, just don’t kill me” He doesn’t even try to resist. He knows it will be worse if I change my mind.

“Perfect. Shogo, put the gag on him. I don’t feel like hearing screams.”I don’t like listening to a man scream. I think I prefer a girl screaming, as it’s more beautiful. Although, if it’s a man running and screaming desperately while I chase him, that’s acceptable.

Shogo goes to him and puts a gag in his mouth.

He seems to be crying, but I ignore it.

“I wonder where to start…Shogo, bring me the cleaver.”His hands are tied to the arm supports, like a tray.

He starts trembling with fear. Shogo soon brings me the cleaver, and I go up to the chair he’s in.

“On 3, I’ll cut.” I raise my hand, aiming at the fingers of his left hand.

“3.”

Swoosh Chop

“HHHMMMMHMMMM” He groans in pain from the unexpected blow. Just as I said I would, I cut on 3, I just never said I would speak 3 first.

His fingers scatter on the tray as blood drips.

I pick one up and eat it.

“Not much, but at least it’s better than the people you find on the streets.” I’m almost certain that somewhere in the castle, there’s some kind of human breeding ground, as the meat from there is too perfect.

I then cut the fingers of his other hand as he cries and struggles in the chair.

“I wonder what to take next…Shogo, bring me the fire-enchanted axe.” Shogo comes to me carrying a large, red-glowing axe.

Lionel desperately struggles against the chair. I then quickly chop off both his arms with precise, swift cuts.

He lets out a deafening scream, muffled by the gag. I bet it hurts, since the flesh was burned upon being cut.

“Shogo, you can deactivate the arm supports of the chair.” Shogo goes to the chair and disconnects the arms that are no longer needed.

I see his penis standing erect. It’s obvious he’s not aroused the human body in moments of death tends to acquire what is necessary for an erection, as an attempt to maintain its genes.

I step on his penis with my shoe.

“Filthy pig.” He moans in pain from the rough blow.

“Shogo, needles. I don’t want to touch that thing, so put in 10 of them. I’ll watch.” Lionel looks at me with tears in his eyes, not understanding what I meant.

Soon, Shogo starts inserting needles from one side to the other of his penis. He moans in pain as he writhes like a fish out of water. Soon, his ’friend’ has 10 needles piercing through it.

“Don’t worry, Lionel, you won’t have it for much longer.”

“Shogo, throw that red potion on him.” It will prevent him from dying.

I then look at the table of torture tools.

“Shogo, grab that dagger and stab it into his penis, then chop off his balls, that bastard.” Seeing this reminds me that he drugged me. That was obviously an aphrodisiac. So he planned to rape me.

He shakes his head desperately.

Soon, Shogo stabs the dagger from bottom to top, practically splitting his penis in two. Shogo’s gaze is quite calm, showing that she is a monster like me, regardless of her cuteness.

She then cuts off his balls, creating a bloody mess.

“It’s not that satisfying.” I think something is missing. Maybe the fact that I’m just watching takes away the thrill, or more likely, the most obvious, I’m holding back from killing him. I want to do something much worse.

“Shogo, chop off his penis.” Shogo obeys quickly. Now he’s been castrated.

“Shogo, get me that rusty saw.” I grab a jagged, rusted saw. The rust is obviously so the blade stays dull, making it more painful to cut.

He’s already a sobbing, bloody mess, moaning in pain.

I start sawing his legs without using much force. The saw gets stuck in the flesh and bone, and I saw slowly as he writhes and struggles in agony.

I eventually reach the bone. The sound of the flesh being sawed, with blood splattering on my face and body, puts a satisfied smile on my face. The deepest despair pleases me greatly.

I finish, removing his legs.

I use magic to clean myself.

“Shogo, throw that green potion on him.” It will heal him, but without restoring the lost limbs. After all, a personal Onahole doesn’t need arms or legs.

The wounds soon close. I see his body now ridiculously smaller, missing arms and legs.

He can’t even faint.

“Lionel, I’m going to give you one last potion, okay?” The gender-swap potion, which ironically is green and resembles a healing potion.

“It’ll help you with the pain.” He nods, and Shogo removes his gag.

“If you spit it out, I’ll torture you even more.” I say as I put the potion to his lips.

After he drinks it, his body quickly begins to change. His waist becomes thinner, his breasts grow, and his “penis” completely disappears, replaced by a beautiful feminine form.

His hair grows longer, and his androgynous features now become completely feminine. He is now a beautiful girl with long brown hair and emerald green eyes.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?” She screams at me, her voice full of hatred and rage. I don’t know where she found the courage.

“Shogo, shut her up. You can use your tentacles.” Soon, Shogo shows her tentacles and shoves them into her mouth. She bites the tentacle, but this just irritates Shogo, who now strangles her lightly.

I’ve already explained to Shogo that Lionel is now her food, and I’ve taught her how to restrain herself so as not to kill him.

“Shogo, you can fuck this bitch until she forgets her own name. For now, I’m going back to the academy. Have fun, I’ll come get you in a few days.”

Shogo soon begins shoving her tentacles into all of her orifices without being gentle. She inserts them into her ass and pussy, with no mercy, unlike the gentleness she showed me.

She starts secreting a lot of aphrodisiac fluid while making brutal movements. I soon walk out of the room. I don’t care what happens here. Now she’s Shogo’s toy, so Shogo can do whatever she wants.

That’s why I dismembered her so she couldn’t react to the rape with tentacles in any way.

I then teleport back to the academy to get some sleep.

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