Chapter 52
“!”
A choking sound seemed to be pulled back into her throat.
“If you won’t confess with your mouth, then so be it. If you are truly innocent, prove that innocence with your body.”
She had no chance to ask how.
“Hh, ugh……!”
Strangled before she could even take a proper breath, her vision began to blur.
Yet, all the sensations in her body grew even more acute.
And as if targeting her in that state, the tip of the interrogator’s pointer touched just below her neck.
Right below where the belt-like thing was choking her.
—Jeolkeok!
As her body twisted, the bell connected to the ankle loops rang harshly.
“Do you intend to let the entire temple witness your moment of repentance?”
Sneering as he spoke, the interrogator’s rod tip slowly began to pry inside her clothes.
As the pointer tip, which had seemed to dig toward her collarbone and arm, suddenly flipped the fabric, the already loose shoulder strap slipped down, revealing her pale skin.
Dragging the rod tip over it left a red line.
“Hgk…!”
There should have been a sharp, stinging pain.
But perhaps it was due to her senses, made strangely sensitive by Lekia’s seal, combined with being choked…
The sensation spread like a tingling shock, as if magic were surging back.
The rod tip that brought that sensation descended between her b*****s.
“Hoh.”
She could see the priests right in front raising their heads, openly staring at the valley between her b*****s.
As if relishing it, the interrogator slowly pulled her clothes down with the tip of the pointer.
“No…!”
At this rate, after the swell of her b*****s, her entire chest would be exposed.
But even as she twisted her body…
—Jjallang! Jjang!
Only the bell sound connected to her ankles rang out.
And each time that bell rang, more people seemed to crowd into her already blurred vision from lack of air.
“Hgk, hahk…!”
Just before her vision completely darkened, the hand pulling the belt let go.
She took a sharp breath and opened her dizzy eyes.
“Even with clear evidence, you refuse to admit it. Then let’s ask about other things.”
—Tok.
Almost simultaneously with his words, the pointer tip tracing her body pulled her clothes down completely.
The silk slip dress—embarrassing to even call it clothes, barely hanging by straps on her shoulders—slid down with a thump, catching around her abdomen.
“What did you plan to do by bringing in Beakin remnants? Did you intend to harm His Holiness the Pope?”
The pointer tip pressed down firmly on the very pale pink, fruit-like mounds of her b*****s, crushing them.
“Hhuut!”
As the tip, having pressed and released the firm peaks, touched the very center, an involuntary, strange sound escaped her lips.
Unlike before, it was a clear reaction.
“Is that an admission?”
No, Delonas shook her head vehemently.
But the next moment, as the pointer tip brushed down from the swell, scraped her waist, and reached the inside of her thigh…
—Jjallang!
Her body, flinching with a start, reacted first.
It was a place that would startle at any touch, even without a seal.
But she had a seal that made her entire body’s senses hypersensitive.
Moreover,
“……?!”
The place where the pointer was slipping towards was approaching ever more intimate areas.
A panicked Delonas tried desperately to pull her body back, but…
—Jjang!
Only the bell rang again from her violent movement.
The murmuring from outside became clearly audible.
“…the interrogation…”
“Even so…”
People’s words came and went in fragments.
Only where she was had a faint light shining; where the priests were was dim and dark, so she couldn’t tell how many more people had entered.
No, she didn’t want to know.
It was then that Delonas tightly shut her eyes.
“Are you evading the question?”
The pointer tip soon touched the very center between her spread legs.
“Hhuung!”
The peak, sensitized from recent stimulation, instantly transmitted an intense sensation throughout her entire body.
Intense, and yet… a familiar sensation.
“……!”
Delonas couldn’t believe she thought that.
Familiar? This?
-Continued in Volume 2-
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