Waking from the faint, "Lancelot" opened her eyes.
However—
That was not her true name.
Melusine, a young girl possessing the dual nature of fairy and dragon, had arrived here for a special reason.
To be more specific, it should be called a "substitution"—a certain knight who should have appeared was absent, so she, who bore the same name as him, arrived here.
But now...
Agonizing over whether she was "Lancelot" or "Melusine" seemed to no longer hold much meaning.
"Where is this...?"
Melusine looked at everything before her, but felt only boundless darkness.
Clearly, just a moment ago, she was still fiercely battling the opponent who called herself Mordred.
But after regaining consciousness, why had she arrived in a place like this?
Melusine couldn't figure it out—
But soon, she didn't have time to think about it either.
Because at the very moment the girl felt confused, countless repeating eyes unexpectedly appeared in the originally pitch-black sky.
They stared at Melusine just like that, until a faint voice came from the darkness.
"You're awake."
"Then we should begin too—"
"Wait, begin what?!"
"Hahaha—" Another voice came from the darkness. "You will know soon enough."
"I will absolutely make you forget your self."
The voice vanished.
The gaze of the eyes became increasingly heavy.
Melusine wanted to move, but found that at some point she was already lying on an object resembling a cross.
Her hands were spread out following the two ends of the cross, forming the shape of the character 'one'.
And her legs were tightly closed together, unable to move.
"What is this...?"
"Let me go!"
Melusine shouted in the darkness, but there was not a single response.
The only thing that changed was the gradually heating cross.
Sizzle—
A sound like frying meat came.
The pain coming from her limbs made Melusine scream.
"It hurts—"
"Don't do this—"
The eyeballs in the darkness were still staring at her.
Feeling that seemed to be her only possibility of receiving help, Melusine shouted with all her might.
"Please save me!"
"Oh—crying for help, are you?"
"Then, I can indeed consider helping you."
"Many thanks—"
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me yet. I'll ask one more time, are you sure you really want me to help you escape from your current pain?"
"Of course!"
Melusine couldn't stand this kind of pain for even a moment longer.
Moreover, that smell of scorched flesh also made her feel like she was being destroyed.
No.
Absolutely not—
"Alright then, you said it."
"Whatever happens next is the result brought about by your choice."
Action followed speech.
In the darkness, countless torches lit up.
The restored bright environment made the fear in Melusine's heart lessen slightly.
But she soon saw these torches coming towards her.
A bad premonition spread in Melusine's heart.
And it soon turned into reality.
The torches began to burn Melusine's left hand.
"Ahhhhh—"
The immobilized girl screamed miserably.
"Didn't... didn't you agree to save me—!!"
"I never said I wanted to save you."
"I only said I would let you be freed from that kind of pain."
"Then—"
"Wouldn't it be fine just to accept even more painful sensations?"
Memory seemed to return a little.
Melusine suddenly felt those eyes were very familiar.
Just like...
Who was it again—
The girl lost her left arm.
And the torches, at this moment, came to her right arm.
Muscles severed, skin cracked.
Melusine's senses were completely controlled by such torture.
Unknowingly, she followed by losing her right arm.
"Broken quite perfectly."
The sight of the eyeballs swept over the positions where the arms were severed yet still maintained their beauty.
"In this state, there's no way to hold a sword."
"Wait, you are—"
Melusine awakened more memories.
Before closing off all instincts that could answer questions, she indeed saw an angry man.
"Remembering is useless."
"Experience it properly, that kind of pain."
The torches turned into raging flames.
Melusine's legs were also disappearing in a slow and torturous manner.
Finally—
The girl was left with only a naked torso, and those two butterfly-shaped dragon scales that were wide open because she had completely lost control due to excessive pain.
She discovered a shameful fact.
Throughout the entire process, she had been spurting something outwards.
She was going to be killed—
And killed after being tortured like this—
No, don't spray anymore!
The girl wanted to cover her dragon scales, but found that she couldn't do it at all after losing her limbs.
She could only watch the water splashes constantly blooming in the air, heralding the approach of death.
However...
"Why do you feel you have the right to choose death?"
"Eh?"
Melusine's expression froze.
"Why can't I die?"
"Because I won't let you be freed so easily—"
In the darkness, the man from her memories slowly appeared.
A black shadow from the other party was cast before the girl.
"Since I can make you experience pain like this, naturally I can also make you drown in a completely opposite world."
"Wait... don't—"
Melusine felt her consciousness being constantly eroded, her eyes full of fear.
However, her words had no meaning at all.
The water splashes disappeared.
Replaced by the feeling of her consciousness being completely dominated by the other party.
"As expected, a very cute little thing."
"But after this—"
"What will you become?"
Melusine felt herself being picked up just like this.
The pain from the severed limb wounds did not disappear; instead, it intensified even more.
But at the same time—
There was another sensation constantly scurrying within the blood that had nowhere to go.
"Quick, quicker—no, let me go—wait, better be quicker—don't—"
Melusine's eyes lost focus, her expression completely out of control.
Between those beautiful lips, only chaotic and unclear words remained.
Pain and pleasure intertwined at the same moment, stripping away all her cognition.
In the end, Melusine no longer thought about anything else.
Left with only a torso, she pursued the hope of destruction with all her might, completely degenerating into a doll controlled by him.
"Please kill me, a knight, in this way!"
"Keep dreaming—"
Melusine broke away from the darkness in an instant.
She found herself still in that city of Orleans, only no longer alone.
She was not roasted by flames, nor did she lose her hands and feet.
She was just slumped there with her legs paralyzed, like a doll that had lost its soul.
The man who had destroyed her will in the darkness was standing right there.
The girl dressed as a witch beside him leaned on his shoulder with a face full of dissatisfaction.
"Liar—"
"Didn't we agree that you'd let me participate too?"
"What beautiful pain..."
The girl spoke thus, tilting her head slightly, spreading her five fingers to support her face, exhaling puffs of hot breath.
"Just thinking about it makes my whole body tremble."
The man did not answer; he just looked at Melusine, whose eyes were listless, faint red light flickering in his eyes.
Did it take the third destruction to finally turn out like this?
She really is unexpectedly tough.
However, that didn't matter anymore.
"Soul Knight." Ian smiled indifferently. "If you really want to be killed like that—"
"Then confess everything to me."
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