Его не звали, но он приперся / They never called, yet he is here: Глава 24
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Chapter 24 Camrad_RIP 18.12.23 в 15:35 |
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The matter of the Ring and the moral dilemmas raised, I was seriously burdened because it is hard not to be burdened under such conditions. Of course, I didn't run first of all to free all my women from the damned slavery. I'm not that idiotic, though sometimes I try very hard. Even if I put aside the idea of freeing the Bloodsucker and the Deviless as suicidal, there are still Taria and Hestia - one of whom tried to put me under the knife quite seriously, and the second of whom would have killed me without any doubt if I hadn't attacked her with the Ring quite suddenly. Again, it was thanks to me that Hestia lost her humanity and was reborn as a behemoth, and in such a way that with each level, she became closer and closer to a creature - even her talents are more in line with creatures than behemoths, which is a direct hint. Camrad_RIP 28.12.23 в 19:20 |
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I don't know about other people, but I would have been very offended by such a treatment, and if I had been free, I would have shaken the throat of the one who had freed me. No, then I would have forgiven him and understood that it was necessary to appreciate a gesture of goodwill in the form of releasing that freedom, but I would have preferred to grant forgiveness, as well as to make a heartfelt speech on the fresh grave of the person who had made such a mess of me. Of course, Hestia's fate and all that she sacrificed for me and became for me touches those strings of my gnawed soul, for which my conscience used to cling, making me morally hard and generally uncomfortable. Camrad_RIP 28.12.23 в 19:23 |
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I would very much like to give her back her endowment, a normal body, and generally make it great. Hestia Raimel, always indifferent, completely phlegmatic, and possessing amazing tact, was dear to me as a companion, as a woman, and as a person, even if she had long ago ceased to be that person from the point of view of the Almighty, who is the All-Seeing, and for ordinary guys from the neighborhood - the System. But what's the use of me giving her back her free will if I have to immediately organize a mortal battle with her, with an updated version of her after Eternal? Taking into account the boost from Touch's Cauldron, victory might not be so easy, not to mention that Raimel, who knows my tactics and tricks well, might take a break from me in an attempt to escape. Searching for a creature of the Mist's level and characteristics when it doesn't want to be found is a very exciting sport, rivaled only by its extreme nature. Camrad_RIP 28.12.23 в 19:28 |
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And I'm not even mentioning the threefold (even three and a half, given the peculiarities of Hestia's subjugation) corrupting Gift she'll get with her release. However, it may turn out that by giving her freedom, I'm just switching roles with my slave, and oh, not the fact that she'll be gentle with me, yeah. It's like that joke: What are we in for? Camrad_RIP 28.12.23 в 19:31 |
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If I want to at least assume in the distant future the option with her release, I have to make sure in advance that the already released lady has no serious reasons to wish me bad things. At least, at the very least, to fix all the horrors she suffered because of me. And then add more on top to placate and convince her not just "not to kill a fool" but also to stay in the team and continue the common quest. Such plans can't be solved during one heartwarming conversation, can't restore meat from cutlets, can't turn back the twisted mincemeat, which I understand, and Hestia herself will understand. I'm sure. If I mention the very possibility of her release, she won't hesitate to cooperate even with Giver and brainwash me, so these silly thoughts won't come into my head at all. And all the other ladies will help and comment. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 17:48 |
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Taria was simpler, more complex, and generally in a specks. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 17:50 |
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A born actress, pretender, and hypnotist (not by class, but by character), she was familiar and understandable to me but still a mystery. Her personality, her real personality, not the face-grown role of a common bandit-robber-whore, was revealed only after the Ring had subjugated her, and as absurd as that confidence may seem, I do not doubt her loyalty, even if the subjugation suddenly stopped working. She's not likely to stab me with a dagger, turn me into the authorities of the Empire of Ages, or just go off on her adventure, slamming the door. I'm giving you a one-in-a-hundred bet and willing to take it myself. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 17:52 |
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But if I could lose this bet, despite my ability to read other people's souls and destinies, which I had developed quite well during my clairvoyance training and just from my heroic nature, even if the probability of losing was low, then I wouldn't even accept the next bet. If I understand anything about Taria and her character, the first thing she will do when she gets her threefold gifts is to use them on me. Even now, she can hardly hold back, and only because she doesn't bet on her success. I didn't put bookmarks in her head, having removed even that almost disintegrated primitive that I put at the very beginning ( I should note, I didn't give a direct ban, purely out of a desire to see how she reacts to it all). Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 17:54 |
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Ygra... Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:28 |
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Well, it's not even funny. She wanted to eat me, and she almost did it! Seriously. If you take away the level and danger factor, the only creatures that came close to killing me were the Creature from Kraj, Dreamer, and Sovereign himself. And I'm not sure about two of the three. There's an argument for supremacy there. What makes me barely contain my laughter is the clear realization of an almost absolute truth: if I can try out liberation on anyone, it's Ygra. Simply because her entire personality was originally so primitive and simple that it's just an anecdote. The current Ygra, who loves to be brainwashed and have her body pleasured, who has a near-legendary skill of self-satisfaction, and who is firmly hooked on my cooking and even stopped eating human meat for the sake of it, may not notice the difference in the presence or absence of submission. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 17:58 |
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She'd try to fuck me for sure, and she still used her gifted abilities on me every chance she got, despite my attempts to explain to her why she shouldn't. Sometimes, I think she understands it all perfectly well, just pretending to be more stupid than she is, but I keep those thoughts away from me. I, after all, also have, if not pride, at least self-esteem. After tripling her seductive talents, I'm going to see if the System will give me the title of Ogrefucker, and I'm going to get bruises caused by too much hugging if not fractures. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 18:00 |
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To kill me - the source of a whole bunch of glorious hunts, including her favorite "criminal element horror movie starring them," the author of a new food program, which opened to her the delights of stew, kebab, pilaf, fried meat, meat porridge, soups, and broths, gave her a whole tribe of small-green-funny toys (the fact that they consider a big-ass giant as a toy, she does not know, and even if she did, it would be all the same)? It would take a lot of effort for me to become her enemy after the subjugation had been removed. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 18:05 |
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Тария. Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:29 |
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Hestia. Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:29 |
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Ygra. Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:31 |
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Why can't I be a standard harem isekai character with an enslaving artifact? I always get some unhealthy bullshit instead of a fun takeover of the world with the help of a brainwashed battle flower garden interspersed with large-scale orgies and other debauchery. And the harem-floweryard is wrong, too, like those bees and the honey they give me. There's only one human in the harem, and that's Taria. I can only be recognized as a human with question marks, even after I've recovered a bit. Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 18:24 |
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Man, was there even a dude in this world who seriously kept a Swamp Ogre, Bloodsucker, Mist Monster, and Lust Devil as a sex slave? I have a feeling that if there was one, he either ended badly (in every sense) or was not an example worth looking up to. Or, more likely, both at once. Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:32 |
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Questions, questions, questions, and who would give me a cheat sheet for them? Camrad_RIP 23.01.24 в 18:24 |
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"I'll stay. You're not going anywhere from me." The red-haired Dancer didn't answer at once after a long pause for thought. "We've been through too much. You've given me too much to say it's only subjugation works." Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:17 |
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This time Taria thought over the answer as long as any other time, not only during our journey together but in her whole life. The girl was a person of pure action; she wasn't used to either self-examination or long and diligent planning of the next steps. In her life conditions, speed and impudence, the ability to grab first and grab more, was much more important than a high skill of planning or minimizing risks. There, at the social bottom of the bubbling cauldron of the Kraj, only such people survived by breaking through to the top. And the fact that it was mostly very shitty people who broke through, you know, shit doesn't sink. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:19 |
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When I stealthily and under un-existence made my way into her room and, without letting the smiling maiden enjoy my presumably interested state, dropped a description of the Ring's latest innovations, she froze as if struck by an electric shock, then sat down on her tucked legs and, gesturing that she pausings for thought, began to ponder in silence. It was rare to see such a focused expression on her beautiful face, such complete concentration, and, most importantly, no snide smile. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:21 |
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The fact that she understood exactly what I wanted to say, what I meant, and what questions I was asking myself without any words or gestures on my part was no surprise. Taria's ability to understand what familiar and not-so-familiar individuals think and how they think is not too far behind Tia's similar skills. Except, Tia's is centuries of practice and specific training while Taria's is simply natural inclination and an uncanny ability to get under the skin and give a good tug on a sensitive nerve. Combined with a respectable degree of development of acting and pretend skills, the picture was very peculiar. If she was given the Internet and brought it to Earth, the probability of global warming and the greenhouse effect from burning butts of earthlings would increase by tens of percent at least. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:24 |
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However, having expressed, absolutely seriously and without her jokes, the answer to the question, the girl lost all that seriousness and even a certain majesty in that seriousness, again letting out a snide grin on her face, so successfully complementing the sly devils in her gleaming eyes. I mean, she became the typical Taria that we all know and, sometimes, would like to send away for a couple of days. Usually, by the moment, when you are ready to send her away manually, or at least to spank her not in an intimate sense, she is no longer around because the culprit of such an agitated mood has long ago washed away and hid with illusions somewhere in a deep corner. I can find her. I can manage, but while I search for her, I calm down a little and cool down. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:28 |
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"Only, I'm sorry, darling, but you're going to have to lick... a lot." Despite the dreamy expression on her face and the deliberately provocative phrase, part of Taria's mind is completely serious without going into an exchange of witticisms. "You made me me. You subjugated that back alley wench who foolishly tried to get you as a lamb. And I am what I am now. I swear by all the gods I'm against your releasing me. But they're my witnesses. I can't hate you. I can't be your enemy either. Not enough of you, Tin, asshole. Though, I confess, you could fuck me more often so I don't have any thoughts of your unconventional preferences in my wild head!" Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:35 |
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I smiled, though it wasn't a happy smile, assessing Taria's words. Appreciating, at the same time, realizing the main, perhaps, meanness of the Ring. It will only fully reveal itself to those who earn the loyalty of their slaves without the effects of slavery. Taria is not much of an example, for when I had her subjugated, she was almost a nobody, a blank slate - no level, no class, no special talents, no family bonuses. At the same time, all the skills of the Ring shout that it should be used not on ordinary peasants, townspeople, or even street thugs but on those already pumped up, dangerous, having power, strength and means of use ladies. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:53 |
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That's exactly what Hestia Reimel was. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 13:54 |
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But it is her kind, in case of release, will threaten not to bewitch and then not let out of bed for the next couple of weeks, most of which will be dominated not you at all. No, just these "ideal targets" who have lost everything they had before, on whose pride drove a multi-ton paver, deprived of honor and dignity, faithful or at least neutral will not remain, sincerely wishing to do something bad to you. In my case, I was still demonstrating both humanity and normal attitude, and even respect..... but this is from the category of "although he is a rapist, but he was polite and did not tear еру clothes, taking them off very carefully, and he used a condom." There's a difference, of course, but it won't earn her a pardon, at most, a slightly quicker execution. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:02 |
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Taria, who, thanks to her acting skills, was able to put on the skin of her liberated self, got much more than she could lose without paying for anything she wasn't ready to offer. The coolest tit-talent, high level, powerful classes, excellent cover for high-level co-commanders, the most effective help in leveling, which other heirs to the throne can not get even in dreams, the fulfillment of most of the fleeting whims, access to the squad treasury with the permission to spend it on clothes, on sex toys, on brothels or whatever she want and simply adventures, which even stories and fairy tales do not tell about - all this was given to her in exchange for sex and loyalty. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:04 |
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Let's just say that all her bosses, under whom she had worked and lain before our meeting, had orders of magnitude higher requirements, offered a thousand times less, and her service brought very little pleasure. All dangers, risks, and battles on the verge of life and death were perceived by the adventurous and risky girl without unnecessary panic or apprehension. The original Taria would have turned gray up to her eyebrows if she had known who she would have to fight, fight, and win, what she would have experienced and seen, but she had divided her past and present selves for a reason. The former bandit has grown not only in level but also in personality and, therefore, her "core," devoid of obedience and absolutely loving loyalty consciousness, will still remain with me, only now I will have to wait twice as attentively for the attempt of aggressive bewitchment. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:07 |
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If I'd behaved the same way as her past bosses, whether it was a legitimate job in a tavern or a small gang leader, then the conversation would have been different. No, she could stay with me and be relatively obedient, but she would try to betray me or just permanently brainwash me if she thought her chances were high enough. As it is, she might try it, but as part of one of her "erotic pranks" in the style of the local Seducers, not in the style of classic betrayal performed by those same Seducers. Kill, betray, ditch first before they ditch her - she'd lived like that and was used to it. By squeezing her out of her habitual algorithm of life and showing and imposing my values, I got my imperatives to be recognized as more valid. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:15 |
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Such situations with Heroes, a priori able to read the souls of those around them and lead them all behind themselves and their goal, occur all the time, only without the Ring. Tia mentioned a couple of times that even slaves or captives of Heroes often found themselves overrecruited, caught up in the maelstrom of events created by "heroicness." Not that Heroes were never betrayed by their Companions. It happened too, and more than once, but still, but still. That's why we were disliked so much that even Yoke was created because Heroes had such properties - it's not a skill, not an effect of class or skill, not brainwashing or psychological processing, no, or, at least, not only the above. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:18 |
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The Hero is self-believing, self-disclosing to others, and thus deserves faithfulness in return. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:19 |
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Taria, in fact, does not want to remove the subjugation. She is strongly opposed to it, but, in general, not to the point of hysteria or an attempt to hit with hypnosis, just so I do not even think about such thoughts. In a way, it can be considered an indicator. The more vivid the negative reaction to a possible freedom, the more correct it would be not to give it. If the Dancer had realized, even if it was subconsciously, on the border of consciousness, that she would try to harm me-kill-kill-break-break-betray, then she would never have agreed to even think about using the Final Corruption. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:22 |
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Taria only warned me that she'd charge me for every time I took advantage of her submission and fucked a defenseless beauty.... and triple for every time I didn't take advantage of her. And in this case, I would probably have to carry my slippers in my teeth, not as a joke, but quite seriously. She looked very promising and anticipating. Even the reluctance to break the subjugating bond was fading a little. It would give him a reason to keep his guard up around her, or she'd have a hard time remembering how she'd literally fucked the Ultimate Hero every chance she got. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:24 |
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"Are you provoking me to break the submission and then brainwash you again, but through Dream?" I specify without surprise, but also without trying to probe the answer by clairvoyance, probably, only because I know the answer without clairvoyance. "Are you sure you won't regret this decision?" Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:25 |
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"I like it, I told you." She just waved it away, not even pretending to be the least bit ashamed of her attempted manipulation. "The more so, then we'll be even, and you won't have the conscience to punish me when I get you and make you yap on command." Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 15:04 |
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Reddened cheeks, quickened breathing, a bitten lip, and a host of other small signs, not just unhidden, but deliberately demonstrated, asserted that such thoughts turned Taria on in a heartbeat, no matter which of the two directions the final outcome turned out to be. And also she really well studied me, trying to put the situation in that form, so that have fun, and not quarrel with the bosses in my person. Oh, I feel, if I do decide to release her, I'll suffer with her even more than I'll fuck with her. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 15:06 |
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As in, if I don't release, the difference is ridiculously insignificant. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 15:09 |
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It's just that in the release option, the Dancer will have much stronger talents. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:34 |
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And yes, the expression on Taria's face and her general mood was such that I didn't risk leaving after just talking, especially about such a topic. I had to relax and enjoy myself, though I had the feeling that I wasn't the one who was the blackmailer rapist, taking advantage of the situation to get my partner into an unbridled orgy. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:37 |
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Giver, of course, is a master of pretense, disguise, and treacherous stabs in the back, which is obvious, but she diligently blurs this obviousness, deliberately showing herself in such a way as to always leave room for a frankly sudden action. It's not even plans for some future intrigue but a banal method of existence, a way of life. Devils are all like that, if they are elite and smart enough they literally can't do otherwise, at the level of unconditional reflexes. Here, let's say, I expected something like this from Giver of Caress, even was ready, and still it turned out suddenly, or even out of the blue. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:42 |
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You can only really see her Threads when they are attacking someone other than you. An attack in your direction is simply not perceived by any sensory streams, even on my level. Only track the consequences, well, if you somehow manage to counteract them. The Threads of Giver correspond to a fully developed mythical skill of high rank, as if not higher than the third, and not just a separate skill, but one of the whole complex of such. A devil of the domain of Lust, what do you want? Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:43 |
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And now, even though I was prepared and had taken every possible blocking measure, I was only partially able to offset the effects of the Threads. In fact, I used the mirror network around the shelter, creating on its basis a reflection of my real mind in the right state, moving there a part of my awareness of myself, no matter how strange it sounded. This part was watching the main personality, which was not shown but reflected, tracking sudden changes, and being in readiness to intervene and break the contact. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:45 |
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Tracking worked, but not much more than that. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:46 |
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My body relaxed in the chair, not reacting to the instantly rising boner, and my mind was absolutely clear, calm, and not wanting to interfere in any way with what was happening. You realize everything, you understand everything, but you are not going to resist, and you are not able to track if anything has changed in you. So, if Giver wanted, I wouldn't have realized any influence at all, but she obviously sensed the mirror billet, and now she was ready to partially replace my personality with hers so that the replacement would carefully and without arousing suspicion disable this billet. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:57 |
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About a second or two she was ready. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 14:57 |
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And then something shifted, returned to its previous state, giving me and my brain freedom, leaving me with the lightest dose of the flair that the deviless, who had accelerated herself to maximum readiness, had released. Even the host's condition would have been off-limits if it weren't for the need for stealth, full readiness, and a lock on clairvoyance. For a second or two, we stare at each other. I am a pale and unhealthy isekai, steadily recovering, but not yet fully recovered from my adventures in the capital, and a beautiful possessed woman who looks so passionate, vicious, and innocent at the same time because of the sharp tension of the entire fleur reserve and sonm, that even without sensory abilities it will be clear something is wrong with her. Camrad_RIP 27.01.24 в 15:01 |
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And then. Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:33 |
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Flare! Camrad_RIP 21.12.23 в 21:33 |
