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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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Evangeline, having captured Hecaterina, carefully bound her, taking care not to kill her. She wove and twisted her limbs, then tightly secured the broken and contorted arms and legs.
Ordinary people might have died from shock at having their limbs broken, but Evangeline used magic to make the limbs adhere to each other, successfully restraining Hecaterina without further harm.
Though the sight was rather grotesque, neither Evangeline nor Johan showed any pity.
“Hey! Guys, how was the date…?”
Shortly after, Marguerite appeared before them via teleportation. She had been smiling brightly, but her expression hardened upon seeing Hecaterina lying between them.
“What? Why is she here?”
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After hearing what happened, Marguerite returned to the cabin with the three of them and immediately used her magic to create a subspace within.
A small, single-room space materialized, and Evangeline and Marguerite placed Hecaterina inside, then began layering magical circles around her.
“Johan, help us.”
“Huh? What can I do…?”
“Use your magic to disable her magic.”
“I already tried that before—”
Johan explained that his magic hadn’t worked on Hecaterina when they fought alongside Ludwig. Evangeline pondered his words.
“Her limbs remained transformed even after I nullified her magic… and she revived even after I disintegrated her entire body. So it’s not like she maintains the transformation with magic…”
Like the great witch she was, Evangeline quickly uncovered Hecaterina’s secret. She abruptly pulled down Johan’s pants and grabbed his penis, moving it back and forth.
“M-Master!?”
“Hurry up and get hard, Johan. We don’t have time. It’ll be troublesome if she wakes up.”
“What, what is this suddenly…?”
He was embarrassed at having his pants pulled down and penis exposed before Marguerite, Evangeline, and even the unconscious Hecaterina.
However, he couldn’t help but become aroused. This shame-induced erection made him even more sensitive than usual, and he bit his lip, enduring Evangeline’s touch.
Sensing Johan’s restraint, Evangeline whispered in his ear, telling him there was no need to hold back.
“Just cum already—no need to endure. It’s better if you cum a lot…”
Her sweet voice felt like it was licking his ear canal. Johan, following Evangeline’s command, swelled his penis, and she quickly brought a beaker, holding it to the tip.
“Imagine you’re filling it with as much magic as possible!”
“Ungh-!”
Though unsure of her intent, Johan ejaculated into the beaker as requested.
Despite not having cum for several days, thick semen spurted forth abundantly.
Evangeline gulped as she looked at the beaker, then carefully lifted it, drawing various magical circles on its surface.
Johan watched as several unknown magical circles and inscriptions appeared on the beaker. Once the magic formula was complete, Evangeline approached Hecaterina.
“Honestly, it’s a waste to give this to someone like you, but…”
Evangeline grabbed the unconscious Hecaterina’s jaw and poured the contents of the beaker down her throat. Perhaps due to some magical treatment, the semen that should have been sticky flowed in like water.
Hecaterina, reacting to the sudden influx of liquid, tried to cough, but Evangeline, refusing to spill even a single drop, clamped Hecaterina’s mouth and nose shut until she swallowed every last bit.
“Mmph- gah- ugh- ugh- guh-.”
Unable to endure what felt like torture while unconscious, Hecaterina’s eyes fluttered open.
“—Hah… what did you make me drink?”
“Curious? Figure it out yourself.”
“Ha, you think I can’t? This little restraint…”
Her eyes snapped open, and she immediately began bickering with Evangeline, then frowned as she looked down at her bound limbs.
“This wasn’t just restraint. You broke my limbs and twisted them together!? Is that even allowed!?”
“What’s the problem? You tried to kill us.”
“Because I thought he was a holy knight.”
Hecaterina glared at Johan as she spoke. At her words, Evangeline frowned momentarily, but knowing Johan had effectively become something like a holy knight recently, she remained silent.
After a brief standoff, Hecaterina, seemingly growing bored, tried to sit up.
However, she could only tilt her head, unable to move her body.
“…What did you do to me?”
“I gave you a magic nullification potion.”
“What the-?”
In this era where even holy knights could barely cut through magic with their divinely imbued blades, Hecaterina found Evangeline’s words about completely nullifying magic absurd.
However, she couldn’t dismiss them as a joke. She was experiencing the potion’s effects firsthand.
“What kind of magic is this… this is fucked up.”
“Such vulgar language. Why do you curse so much?”
“Then what am I supposed to do? My limbs are broken and twisted, I can’t use magic, and I have no idea what you’ll do to me, and I’m not supposed to curse?”
Though Hecaterina wore a resigned expression, there was a glint in her eyes, as if she was still plotting something.
Seeing this, Evangeline smirked, as if challenging her to maintain that defiance. She left the room.
“Johan, let’s go.”
“Yes, Master.”
Following Evangeline, Johan left Hecaterina alone in the room. As he stepped out, he met Hecaterina’s gaze.
Though she glared menacingly at him, her eyes were filled with resentment.
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“Master, what did you do?”
“Hm? What do you mean?”
“A magic nullification potion, what was that…”
Once outside, Johan immediately asked Evangeline what she had done. He knew his semen contained a magic-nullifying power, but it wasn’t absolute.
After all, Evangeline had tasted his semen before and remained perfectly capable of using magic.
This meant his semen didn’t unconditionally nullify magic.
“This brilliant master figured it out.”
“Figured what out…?”
“I’ve been conducting various experiments with your semen, Johan. And I learned a bit about how your magic works from receiving it internally this time.”
Evangeline had been regularly extracting Johan’s semen, using it for all sorts of research.
She had tasted it, blasted it with magic, and through various experiments, had discovered how to maximize its effects.
The magic nullification potion was one result of that research.
“Of course, permanent magic nullification is impossible.”
“Huh?”
“If we want to keep her locked up, you’ll have to regularly feed her your semen.”
“What!? How can I feed semen to someone who isn’t unconscious!?”
“It’s easy.”
Evangeline said there was a simple method, and that she would demonstrate it.
Johan, bewildered, watched to see what she would do.
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In the pitch-black room, Hecaterina felt the throbbing pain in her limbs intensifying.
‘She could have broken them more gently…’
Her limbs were forcibly broken and bound together. It was a gruesome sight that would make most people recoil, but for Hecaterina, who had experienced death and torture several times, this level of pain was merely boring, bearable.
What truly tormented her was the inability to use magic.
‘A nullification potion… how long will it last?’
It couldn’t be permanent. Surely a single dose wouldn’t permanently disable a witch’s magic… She desperately wanted to believe that, but magic nullification itself was unprecedented.
Losing her magic forever from a single taste was entirely possible. It was just something she personally didn’t want to happen.
As Hecaterina writhed in pain and anxiety, the door creaked open, and she frowned at the incoming light.
“You were awake.”
“…What is it?”
“Food.”
Johan said this as he placed a bowl of thin porridge before Hecaterina. Seeing this, Hecaterina stared at him incredulously.
“You expect me to eat like this?”
“Can’t you?”
And then, without warning—Johan stomped on Hecaterina’s head. Her face was plunged into the slightly warm porridge.
As Hecaterina groaned, Johan pressed down harder, speaking.
“It felt good killing people, didn’t it? Felt a sense of duty effortlessly eliminating them with magic. Right?”
“Mmph, gah-!”
“Too bad for you, you have no magic now. And naturally, no one to help you.”
He slowly lifted his foot, and Hecaterina quickly pulled her face away from the hot porridge.
Looking at her face smeared with the thin gruel, Johan placed a bucket of water beside her.
“Wash your face with this. Finish the porridge. There won’t be a next time if you don’t.”
Leaving those words behind, Johan left the room.
Darkness returned once more. Hecaterina plunged her reddened face into the bucket, gulping down the water.
“…That fucking bastard.”
I will kill him.
Definitely.
Resolving this, she lowered her head into the porridge and began eating.
She had to survive. Only then could she do anything at all.
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“This won’t do. Rape her.”
“…Huh?”
Johan’s eyes widened at his master’s words.
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That escalated real quick.
I’m sorry what?
Wtf
She obviously means that just because of the effect of his cum. That being said, I seriously don’t like this.