The Impersonating Daimaou Wants to be Hated (WN): Chapter 21

 

Chapter 21: Norona's Laboratory

"Yare, yare. I'm not sure when I've had so much time to think about something as trivial as writing a report."

 The procedure, which began a little after noon, took about two hours to complete. The work of engraving slave crests is not that difficult for me and Noroliana, but this time it took a little longer because of a slightly different circumstance than usual.

"But the result was good. I hope Noroliana did well too."

 A friend of mine, who is on the dark side of the Shield family, had a special request for me. The request was to secretly plant a release key in the slave crest of Aquim Bonvoul's slaves and to teach it to her.

 Although this is an illegal act that would normally be unforgivable, the dark side of the Shield family is allowed to act extrajudicially according to the situation in the name of Floria-sama, so it was not a problem for me to comply with the request itself.

 It was impossible in any case, but to confirm that this was not Aina's personal outburst, I asked her about the reason for planting the release key. To my surprise, I was told the unbelievable story that Aquim Bonvoul was most likely a fake being impersonated by someone else (by the way, of course, you will be charged with a felony if you divulge this information).

"An impersonator....... Of all people, the Knight of Light? How is that even possible?"

 I took out a cigarette that I always keep in the pocket of my white coat, put it in my mouth, and lit it with magic.

 If Aquim Bonvoul, the Knight of Light, were a different person, that would certainly be a big problem. Depending on the person who might be behind it, it could be a matter of great concern, even to the point of endangering the very existence of the country.

 But if that is the case, I asked Aina why she did not go to the right place to expose the true identity of Aquim Bonvoul, and she told me that he was clear in all of the identity verification tests secretly conducted by the Shield family.

 However, Aina and Rosina, the current head of the Shield Family, are convinced that Aquim Bonvoul is a different person, and they are now considering the possibility that he blackmailed the researchers who were in charge of the tests in some way. 

"Yare, yare. Whether Aina and her colleagues' intuition is right or wrong, I don't want to get involved any further."

 It would be very troublesome to make an enemy of the son of the minister in charge of all the ministers, and the other party might be someone that could deceive even Floria-sama's eyes. The opportunity to clear my debt to Aina and Rosina was very appealing, and as a resident of the Kingdom of Light, I was willing to lend my support to the country's crisis, but I still wanted this to end once and for all.

 I remember the mysterious magic used by Aquim Bonvoul, who easily erased the pain from the crying slave. Curse power has the property of eroding magic, and if you want to repel curse power with magic, you have to prepare at least three times as much mana as the curse you want to repel.

 However, Aquim Bonvoul showed that he could accurately erase only the pain brought by the curse power to the slave with no magic. Naturally, the impersonation could not be written in the report that was to be submitted to the legal affairs bureau as a duty after the engraving of the slave's crest, but I made sure to mention the impossible magic that Aquim Bonvoul had shown. This will make it much easier for the Shield family to get a hearing when they expose Aquim Bonvoul's impersonation.

 Noroliana was also surprised by Aquim Bonvoul's magic, so she must have written about it in her report. Yes! If anything, the two of us could submit a report directly to the Minister of Justice. With the minister on our side, we would have a much better chance of hunting down Aquim Bonvoul.

 Thinking of this, I stepped onto the top floor of the research building, which is the easternmost of the three buildings built for the spellcasters.

 I had been given this entire floor, and once Noroliana and I had finished carving the slave crests, we decided to separate and meet up here after finishing our respective small chores.

 I had not specified which room we would meet in, but I had no hesitation in heading for the room that had been turned into a resting room, not very large, with a single desk, a short-legged table, and two sofas placed across the table.

 When my group of friends gathers in my lab, we are supposed to meet in this room.

"Oya, it's unusual to see you here before me."

 I looked at the slightly open door and realized that Noroliana had already arrived. This research building is very strictly secured and no one is allowed to enter with very few exceptions, except for the spellcasters. And even if I didn't think of every single person who could enter the top floor without permission, there were only a few people I could count on the fingers of one hand.

"Noroliana. The report talks about how......"

"Nhh!! Nhh!! Nnnh, nnnhhh!!"

 People stop thinking when they encounter a situation that is too incomprehensible, and it seems that I am in just such a state right now.

"Oh, you finally arrived. I'm tired of waiting."

 Thump*, thump*. Thump*, thump*.

 Every time the silver-haired, silver-eyed man swung his hips, the body of the woman lying on her back on the table shook lewdly.

"Hahaha. What happened to your initial bravado? Look, here comes the reliable senpai who you've been waiting for, right? Why don't you call for help? If the two of you work together, it would be easy to defeat me, right? Ora, ora, ora."

 Thump*, thump*. Thump*, thump*. Every time the obscene sound of flesh colliding echoes, the weak creature called the female, who has been subjugated by the savage animal called the male, screams in a voice that can neither be described as a charming cry nor a shriek.

"Nhyuu!? Nnhh!? Nhyuu, nhyuu!?"

 The female genitalia is covered with blood and semen. Her clothes, which protect her soft skin except for her white robe, have been torn off cruelly, and her breasts, which have forgotten the modesty of underwear, are moving back and forth carelessly in time with the male's movements. Her beloved short skirt was wide open, and the underwear she was probably wearing underneath had been forcefully stuffed into her mouth.

"Noro... liana?"

 I was simply speechless at the sheer cruelty of it all, as she was a colleague at work and a close friend of mine.

 How many people had raped her? Noroliana's entire body was stained by a large amount of semen, so much so that one could not help but wonder such a question.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm going to fuck you too, so take off your clothes and open your legs."

 Despite the fact that I witnessed the rape, the man, Aquim Bonvoul, did not even show any signs of being perturbed and ordered me to do such an unbelievable thing.

 The arrogance of this man's attitude made me want to kill him. The strongest desire to kill was generated as a natural defense instinct by my brain, which had finally caught up with the situation, but I suppressed it with the reason I had cultivated over the decades.

"I'm sorry Noroliana. Please bear with me a little more."

 I turned my back to Noroliana, who was still being raped in the room, and ran out. The other party is the knight of light, even if he is rotten. I would not risk getting caught by him in this dangerous situation. I should call for help here, tell everyone, including the Shield family, about this outrage, and ensure that the foolish Knight of Light is decapitated.

 I poured power throughout my body and rushed out as fast as I could. However...

"Oi, oi. Calm down a little. I'll deal with you in no time."

"Eh?"

 I found myself standing right next to the table where Aquim Bonvoul was raping Noroliana. I was standing right next to him.

"Wha!? T-this is?"

 I opened the door of the room and saw the devastation inside, and I should have been running back the way I came without entering the room. Yet somehow I found myself standing in the middle of the room I knew I didn't enter.

 While I was appalled at the sheer incomprehension of the situation, Aquim Bonvoul was moving his hips violently and continuing to rape Noroliana.

 Thump*, thump*. Thump*, thump*

"Nhh!! Nnh!"

 For a mere thrust of a meat stick. Noroliana reacted so violently to Aquim Bonvoul's movement that I couldn't help but think so. Her gaze turned to me.

"Oh? You seem to want to say something. Wait a minute."

 Aquim Bonvoul, smiling vulgarly, pulled out the underwear that had been stuffed into Noroliana's mouth. Then immediatelyーー

"Ogeee. Cough* cough*."

 Noroliana spewed out a large amount of semen. The amount of semen was extraordinary. Was she made to drink from a container or something that had been collected? Or is there a companion lurking somewhere? The amount of the substance that Noroliana was exposed to would not make sense.

 Noroliana extended a trembling hand toward me. It looked like a desperate plea for help, or a vicious trap designed to bring me into the same situation, and I couldn't move.

"I-I-I can't es, cape. I-I-I can't win. It's, impossible. Y-you, can't escape, from A-Aquim-sama."

 Despite her sober appearance, Noroliana, who was full of rebellious spirit, was dripping semen and drool from her mouth, while her eyes, which seemed to be looking at me but in fact were not focused anywhere, turned to the ceiling, repeating like a broken machine, "Can't escape, Can't win".

 Without even needing to see the tears overflowing from her eyes, I understood that Noroliana's mind had been completely broken.

"...What is your purpose?"

 He is so intent on raping Noroliana that he is showing his back to me, so I think I can kill him. I thought so, but for some reason, I don't feel as if I can win against a man who is so full of openings. Reason tells me that I should attack him, and instinct tells me that I should stop. My thoughts and intuition made the opposite decisions, and this time, my instincts won out.

"Heh. I thought you're going to attack me right away, but you're pretty calm. This stupid woman seemed to think she could beat me at first, you know? Oi, isn't that right?"

 Aquim Bonvoul smacked Noroliana's breasts with the palm of his hand, right and left, as if he were slapping her cheeks.

 Slap*, slap*. Slap*, slap*.

"S-sorry. I-I was stupid, p-please forgive me."

 Noroliana did not show even the slightest sign of anger at being hit on her breasts, the symbol of womanhood, or at being spat upon with words of contempt. She simply keeps apologizing to Aquim Bonvoul for no reason at all.

 She looked like a helpless child frightened of her parent's violence, and the possibility that somewhere in the back of my mind I had faintly hoped that she was acting like a shrewd woman who had given in and was looking for an opportunity to fight back had completely vanished from my mind.

 Prompted by the fear of getting raped and the anger of having my friend humiliated, I glared at Aquim Bonvoul and said in a hoarse voice.

"Aquim Bonvoul! Even though you are the Knight of Light, do you think you can get away with messing with us spellcasters?"

"Ah!?... Oh, are the spellcasters given a lot of preferential treatment under the law of this country?"

 The way Aquim Bonvoul said it, it was as if he was recalling the rules of a strange land he had stopped by on his journey, rather than to his native land. And I was convinced that Aina and the others were right after all.

"That's right. Floria-sama has inherited the policy from the Founder-sama. Anyone who attacks a spellcaster for any reason other than to defend himself will be severely punished. And if you rape a spellcaster, it doesn't matter if you are the Knight of Light or not. Floria-sama, who respects the Founder-sama more than anyone else. She might torture you and then execute you."

"A spellcaster before the knight of light, that's a wonderful law. But don't make the mistake of thinking that I'm trying to harm you. I am not here to harm you. Rather, I have come to give you the highest honor in the world."

 Saying this nonsense, Aquim Bonvoul stood up. As he did so, Nororliana's body floated for a moment as if dragged by the penis, but gravity soon pulled her down to the ground.

"I... fufu."

 Noroliana laughs like a broken doll while spitting out a large amount of semen from her pubic region.

 Aquim Bonvoul's male organ, freed from Noroliana's vagina, struck his skin with a violent sound! My whole body shuddered at the strange sight of it reaching far above his belly button.

"H-honor? How can you say such a thing after making Noroliana look like that? It seems that it was my mistake that I thought you were a little interesting earlier."

"Fuu. Well, listen. Okay? First of all, let me assure you. There is no greater happiness in the world than to be a woman of Aquim Bonvoul, you bitches. You met Elana and the others today, didn't you? At first they said they didn't want to be held by me, but now they are so happy to be with me. You guys will be like that soon. If you taste my big penis and my God skills."

 Aquim Bonvoul then starts to rub his own male genitalia. I can understand the big penis, but God skill? What is that?

"Your attendant and one of your slaves seem to be giving you the cold shoulder, don't they?"

"No, don't say that. I'm getting embarrassed."

 The comment was intended to make him realize how much he was disliked, but Aquim Bonvoul only reacted as if he had been ridiculed for a lunch box handed to him by his girlfriend...... No. I knew this guy was crazy. It's impossible to get through with him with conversation.

 Then, there is no other way now. I am ready. I licked my lips. Wait, when did I throw away the cigarette I had been holding in my mouth? I had decided to limit myself to three cigarettes a day, but if I could kill the man in front of me, I would smoke so much that I would never want to smoke again.

"Come, Bridge the Spirit."

 My fist clenched as I recite the chant, and dozens of curse needles appear between my fingers and toes.

"What, your fighting styles are the same? But still, needles suit a spellcaster well, don't they?

 Aquim Bonvoul, with his male genitalia erect in front of me, does nothing, but just stand there with his arms crossed, looking relaxed. It is not a large room. The distance between me and Aquim Bonvoul is less than three meters. This distance was disadvantageous against the knight of light, but at the same time, it was a good opportunity.

 Because Aquim Bonvoul is not wearing any armor, not even a sword in his hand, and he is completely unarmed and unprotected.

Swish*.

 With a sharp sound, all the curse needles summoned by spatial magic were all released into Aquim Bonvoul in a single throw with my physical abilities amplified to the limit by curse power. The only way to win is to do it in a short time. I will kill Aquim Bonvoul at any cost before he used the Holy Sword of Light, a gift from the Founder-sama, which is the proof of the Knight of Light.

 With my murderous intent, a large number of needles, totaling over a hundred, attacked the "something" in the form of Aquim Bonvoul.