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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: selkie
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Mission failed…
To put it more dramatically, after bearing the burden of a sin called defeat, Torare and his companions were dragged into the castle.
In this dangerous situation, rendered powerless by the magic-sealing cuffs, blades skimmed the back of their necks now and then.
The four of them desperately tried to recall what they had agreed upon in their minds and exerted themselves to remain as calm as possible.
Although ,
they would not be able to completely absolve themselves of their responsibilities as the defeated,
If they could talk their way out of this situation and place the majority of the blame on the hero, then there was a high chance things would resolve unexpectedly easily.
In the case of Torare, in particular, he was merely hired as a porter on the surface, so holding him accountable would be laughable.
Even being dragged here was simply because he was part of the party. The fact was that there was nothing clear to charge him with for punishment.
And,
Separate from Torare’s situation,
The three female warriors present, due to their outstanding value, would be able to secure a way out as long as they talked skillfully.
They were already known across the Allied Races and recognized in various nations for their abilities and reputation.
Saintess Aileen, a former top-tier Diamond-class mercenary and currently the High Priestess appointed directly by the Emperor of the Empire.
Amelda, recognized as one of the highest-ranked Holy Knights by the Pope of the Elf Theocracy, known to have received the Call of the Gods.
And… Shude, one of the Seven Great Magicians of the Magic Kingdom, holding considerable fame as a witch who had made remarkable achievements in the war against the Demon King’s forces.
The strategic value of these three, proven and undeniable, was too precious to discard due to a single failure.
They believed that any reasonable superior would likely find a convenient excuse to give them a light punishment and let them go.
Thus, they arrived near the interrogation room, prepared to give a combined report about the incident.
But then…
“Ugh…!”
“Stay still, right there.”
Unlike the other three, Torare was immediately thrown into a cell by himself.
It seemed that the higher-ups judged there was nothing to ask a mere porter. This left Torare feeling slightly bitter.
‘Tch… I expected this, but this is still the result, huh… Well… If I think about it, this means they don’t really intend to place blame on me, so it’s not the worst.’
Thinking so, Torare exchanged a glance with the three women as they entered the interrogation room.
At that moment, Torare realized that his life now depended on how well they spoke, and he earnestly prayed in his heart that they wouldn’t slip up.
‘Just stick to what we practiced. Everything will go smoothly…’
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After parting from Torare, the three female warriors went further inside.
Realizing more and more that their fates, along with that of the man, depended on what they said from this moment forward,
They focused on the door of the interrogation room coming into view and strengthened their resolve.
But then…
‘Huh?’
‘W-Wait, where are we going?’
Suddenly, the soldiers holding them split into three different directions.
At the same time, they saw separate interrogation room doors in various locations, spaced far apart from one another.
‘W-What’s going on?’
‘This is strange… Why?’
‘What on earth is this…?’
Normally, such matters were handled by questioning everyone together to address shared responsibility. Until now, the disposal of failed hero parties or units had also been carried out in that manner.
Those involved would be gathered in one place, and a confrontation would be held to determine guilt.
Aileen had attended such sessions as an observer several times in the past, making her quite certain this was the standard procedure.
From that perspective,
This current situation felt unnerving to Aileen and the others.
Still…
They tried to soothe their uneasy hearts and struggled to remain calm.
‘R-Right… This is just questioning us separately, isn’t it? The method is different, but what I have to say remains the same.’
‘It’ll be fine… We all made a promise…’
‘Something feels off… But there’s no need to worry. Just say what we agreed upon…’
Forcing themselves to think positively…
The three female warriors were dragged into separate interrogation rooms in different directions, solitary cells where they couldn’t know what the others were saying.
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“! Ah…”
Aileen arrived in the interrogation room.
The moment she saw who was waiting for her alone, All traces of anxiety disappeared from her face.
“Raphael!”
“It’s been a while, Senior Aileen.”
Raphael, a fellow cleric, smiled gently at her.
A former junior cleric who used to follow her, and thanks to her guidance as the High Priestess, he had started his path to success.
Seeing him, someone who could be considered an ‘ally,’ in the interrogator’s seat,
Aileen felt that God hadn’t abandoned her yet, and she sat down, her heart feeling much more at ease.
“I never expected to see you here like this.”
“Indeed, I also feel regretful that I have to question my senior in this manner.”
Aileen spoke with both joy and regret, while Raphael responded with genuine bitterness.
Seeing him like this,
Despite having returned as a failure, Aileen reaffirmed that this place was still her home ground.
‘Right… Maybe it’s different for the others, but this is my homeland, my base—the Falcon Empire. I forgot while working with the hero’s party for so long… who I am.’
Of course, apart from this, Eileen was still technically a criminal who had failed her mission.
Though she wouldn’t lose her life over it, she couldn’t fully relax just yet if she wanted to avoid damage to her reputation.
With this in mind,
Eileen began recounting to Raphael ‘what had happened to the hero’s party,’ as they had previously discussed.
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Holy Knight Amelda, affiliated with the Pope’s Office of the Elf Theocracy.
Once a mere maid,
She heard the Call of the Gods and began walking the path of a Holy Knight.
After that, she was revered as one of the greatest Holy Knights and built up numerous achievements.
But…
The life of always being under the admiration and expectations of countless people
Acted as an unbreakable shackle for Amelda, an elf woman.
Those called by the Gods must remain pure at all times.
Those called by the Gods must always sacrifice themselves for others. Those called by the Gods must suppress all desires.
These phrases, which followed her throughout her daily life like labels, piled up unresolved desires and conflicts in Amelda’s heart.
Even as she set out with the hero’s party, bearing the noble mission, the thorn of these words remained stuck in her heart.
But…
Her life, where she was forced to endure nothing but patience, began to change one day. By the man who had seen through her deepest desires—
By the porter, Torare.
It began when he half-forced himself upon her, despite her verbal protests.
As a Holy Knight… As one called by the Gods, she voiced her objections. Yet, he used the effects of a drug he had preemptively fed her to forcibly open the gates of her desire.
At that moment, even as she resisted verbally, Amelda’s heart could not lie.
The overwhelming sensation of long-suppressed lust and greed bursting forth.
The pleasure it brought far exceeded her imagination.
Enraptured by this sense of liberation and joy, Torare spoke to her in a sweet voice.
From now on, be honest about your desires. Don’t lie to yourself anymore.
Let’s live the life you truly want, together.
Although it sounded like a devil’s temptation, to her, it felt like salvation.
Torare, the porter who saw through her very essence and spoke the words she had longed to hear, completely seized her body and mind.
In the end, Amelda took his hand as his lover and slave.
No longer dedicated solely to saving the world with the hero, she chose the one who satisfied her desires—Torare—and began to dream of building a happy future with him.
Still, within Amelda’s heart, there remained a sense of duty to defeat the Demon King and end the war.
Though the shackles of desire had been removed, she still had the pride of an elf and unwavering patriotism for the Elf Theocracy.
However, she decided to pursue a path where she could fulfill her mission while satisfying her desires. She would gift Torare, her master and beloved, the honor of slaying the Demon King.
As soon as the Chosen Hero, blessed by the Pope’s prophecy, achieved his ‘mission,’ she would stab him in the back.
For her happiness…
For the man who had brought her happiness…
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Resolving herself for her beloved master Torare, Amelda set aside the hero’s honor,
Choosing to protect her trust in her living companions over the honor of a dead hero. Now, in this moment,
Standing before the interrogator dispatched from the Elf Theocracy, with tears in her eyes, Amelda said,
“E-Everything… It was because of that man… T-Torare, he seduced us… to betray the hero…”
The Holy Knight wasted no time in spilling the beans!
I wonder if they have any actual feelings of love for the ntr guy besides liking him for being good at sex. The internal dialogue parts makes it look like they genuinely fell for his charms and love him. But seeing as how this girl easily threw him under the bus, maybe not? or maybe they do like him but just not enough. Or maybe its’s just this specific girl who didn’t have enough loyalty towards him.
ayo? I wasn’t expecting her to jump ship so fast?