Volume 2 Chapter 89 The Vanished Wraith
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
It’s nothing short of bad taste.
The handcuffs were likely made by a high-ranking elven magician, as suggested by the engraved magic language and intricate design.
Moreover, they must have been made by someone quite old and with a nasty personality.
”Those handcuffs were created by an acquaintance of mine, a high elf magician. I’ve experienced them myself; they don’t budge at all, plus they forcibly suppress the release of energy (ki). Escaping is impossible.”
”────!?”
The voice echoing was that of a familiar man.
Rufna twisted her body toward the source of the voice──leftward──and a candle flame flickered to life in the darkness.
”You…!”
Kian Vahid.
He wore glasses, slightly altering his scholarly appearance, but it was undeniably him.
Rufna had nearly killed the exiled scion of the Vahid family.
He tilted the plate holding the candle and began transferring the flame to other candles one by one.
The lit candles were arranged in a circle around Rufna, tracing her surroundings.
It looked as if some kind of ritual magic was being performed.
In that case, Rufna would be the sacrificial offering.
She felt an urge to curse him out, but Rufna was a seasoned agent despite her circumstances.
Suppressing her humiliation, she began to calmly analyze the situation.
(If I’m in some cave, it means this man didn’t hand me over to Maribel. If he had, I would have been stuffed into a stinky cell in the Châtillon fortress by now.)
That means he must have secretly transported her outside the fortress to control her with a Night Wraith.
(This is likely somewhere in the forest outside the Châtillon fortress. The fact that he went through such trouble to keep me alive means his aim is my body.)
There was no sign of Natra nearby.
She needed to rescue her as well, but first, she had to focus on her own survival.
”──So, Kian Vahid. What do you plan to do with me?”
She asked boldly, maintaining her assertive stance.
On the other hand, Rufna was sitting flat on the cave floor, subtly twisting her body to emphasize the curve from her waist to her hips.
She also made a point of rattling the chains that lifted her arms to catch his attention, jutting her upper body out so that her ample cleavage was visible from his perspective.
”Do I really need to answer?”
”Please, unchain me. In this outfit, I’m cold and I really need to use the bathroom.”
”────”
Until now, she had many opportunities to seduce men as an apostle.
She understood that her appearance, being very attractive like an elf, was something that men found appealing.
Especially wealthy, plump nobles and merchants were quite taken with her.
Long silver hair and large gray eyes.
A high nose and full, plump lips.
Though she often used a gentle tone in her acting, her sharp eyes and mouth had a hint of wildness.
Her chest was also quite large, and when she donned the traditional dress of the Eastern Shin, it created quite a cleavage.
Her hips were well-rounded, with a layer of fat over the muscle, giving her a pleasantly plump appearance.
If a captured female spy was exposing her voluptuous body and there was no one else around but him, the chances of him making a move were high.
Seizing the moment when he let his guard down, she would strike with an elbow or whatever it took to knock him out of his focus.
”I suppose it is cold in that outfit.”
”Could you lend me your coat? If you do, I’ll behave without needing to be bound like this.”
”That’s unnecessary. If you’re cold, I’ll just warm you up.”
”Wait, what are you──nnngh…!”
The man’s hand, holding a bottle, reached out.
Instinctively sensing danger, she turned her face away, but he grabbed her chin with a strong grip, forcing her to look forward.
When she kept her mouth shut, he pinched her nose, forcing her lips open.
”Ngh, …nnngh, buh, cough, cough, cough. What did you make me drink?”
”Hehe, it’s a warming potion.”
Kian Vahid’s words had a coldness to them, carrying an indescribable fear.
It was hard to believe that this was the voice of the boy who used to follow Sarah around when he was little.
Her instincts understood that she had switched from being the predator to the prey.
The man’s words were true.
The medicine she swallowed was cold, but as it settled in her stomach, she began to sweat from her armpits and groin, and her sensitive body parts seemed to become even more sensitive.
The drugs they made her inhale when she was knocked out are taking effect, and her vision is blurring and narrowing.
Rufna furrowed her brows, glaring at Kian, who was wearing ‘glasses.’
”What did you make me drink?”
”Aphrodisiac. I blended a powerful one so you’ll start shaking your hips like a slut.”
”Are you going to r*pe me? I’d do anything if we had a proper deal, no need for all this trouble.”
”If you accept the Night Wraith and become my familiar?”
Rufna smirked.
”Sure, I’ll become your familiar. But I want a fair deal with benefits and a chance to win. I won’t be forced—you saw what happened earlier. I’m a barrier practitioner. I can erect mental walls. I won’t be dominated by a mere Night Wraith just by losing consciousness.”
”I see, that’s a good idea. So, do you want to make a deal with me?”
Saying so, Kian placed the last candle on a large rock and slowly approached Rufna.
Rufna, now in only her black underwear, a separate top and bottom, had been stripped of her white dancer’s outfit.
She could feel the man’s impertinent gaze roaming over her skin through his ‘glasses.’
(Disgusting…)
His eyes were like those of a lustful, fat old man.
Come to think of it, he was almost thirty.
By the standards of human commoners with little magic power, he was already an old man.
(But it’s strange. Why is he so young? He turns into mist, uses wraiths… has he been seduced by forbidden techniques?)
The man moved behind Rufna, burying his nose in her hair.
She felt nauseous, thinking that her precious hair, which she cared for daily, was being soiled by his greasy face, but she was used to enduring such things.
Rufna arched her neck and twisted her eyes.
”What kind of deal are we making? Tell me the conditions. If they’re right, I’ll gladly suck your d*ck.”
”It’s more of a game than a deal. For the next three days, I’ll sexually torment you. You’ll endure my torment. If you endure, you win. I’ll return you to the Nakash family in exchange for a ransom. If I subdue you, you’ll submit to my Night Wraith without resistance.”
”Hmm, that sounds interesting. But a verbal agreement isn’t enough, is it?”
”Here’s a magic scroll from the adventurer’s Guild, the highest rank. It has an unbreakable curse on the inscriber—that’s me and you. It also states that you’ll be handed over in exchange for a ransom. Read it carefully, and if you agree, sign it, and we’ll start the game.”
”You’re thorough and honest. I don’t dislike men like you.”
But inwardly, Rufna was looking down on him.
This man seemed to have brought Rufna here to this cave just to have his way with her.
He was either stupid or foolish, but men were all the same, no matter their country or status.
(I came here to assassinate him. After defeating me, instead of killing or selling me, he’s proposing a fair deal. That’s stupid.)
”I can r*pe you for three days, and I benefit whether I win or lose the game. You just have to endure it.”
”I don’t quite understand the ‘endure’ part. For example, if I pass out, I lose, right? Normally, I can’t endure three days of torture without sleep. That’s right, isn’t it?”
Rufna was careful with her words and tone, ensuring he didn’t get angry and pull out his knife.
To survive, she had to obey him and meet his demands.
She must never openly resist or show dislike.
She would only attack if he exposed a critical weakness.
During intercourse, such weaknesses might emerge, and she would strike swiftly and forcefully.
(And… most importantly, I must keep talking. I won’t let him think of me as just a s*x toy.)
”If you go crazy and lose your senses, you lose. Or do you want a clear criterion, like if you climax more than thirty-one times in three days, with a limit of ten times a day, you lose?”
”No, that’s fine. So, if I surrender mentally and physically, it’s over. I like a challenge of willpower. I’ll do it.”
”I like a straightforward woman like you.”
”Thanks.”
Rufna signed the Guild-issued contract, carefully checking it, while feeling disgusted by the man’s hand on her belly.
Finally, she completed the process by pressing her thumb, moistened with her saliva, onto the document.
”It’s almost morning outside. That means, if you can safely see the sunrise for the fourth time, you’ve won.”
”Yes.”
”Now, I’m going to r*pe you.”
”———”
True to his words, Kian’s rough hands reached from behind.
Rufna braced herself, feeling his bold fingers climbing up her black innerwear, covering her nip**les.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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