Late night.
The area near the Duchess's manor was still swarming with private guards.
[You chose Option 1]
Outside the room where the crime was occurring, Silas chose to push the door open.
What else could he do?
The Succubus girl had a knife in her stomach; she looked like she was dying. If she dies as a key character, how can the task be completed?
Creak.
As the heavy door was pushed open, the Duchess, who was still twisting the fruit knife, immediately turned her gaze.
"Duchess, she is my mistress."
"...Hm? Has my lovely niece been doing such things? Just like her mother."
"..."
The Princess saw Silas too, but she just gritted her teeth.
"...Oh my, I didn't expect the swordsmanship instructor to find out. What to do? And she's your mistress too."
The Duchess stood up and licked the blood from her lips. "Ah, I know. I heard long ago that drinking the blood of my niece's lineage makes one very powerful, though they die shortly after. This works out perfectly."
"My mistake. Auntie was feeling so good she forgot she had an appointment with her cute little niece."
"..."
Still in her black dress, the Princess clutched her abdomen where a clear puncture wound was visible. Her eyes were somewhat vacant. "Auntie... why?"
"Why? You ran away with that thing. The Church is very displeased. I have to get it back to secure my status."
"Now then, Teacher."
"This is just a small interlude. Whether she seduced you before or whatever, it doesn't matter. the ball must go on."
In her translucent silk nightgown, the pink of her nipples was visible through the thin fabric, and her folds were still wet and messy from Silas.
The silver cross swayed.
"But first, let's continue. This time use the whip on my ass~ It's so big it doesn't seem human. It's the first time I've come so many times."
"..."
The Princess's porcelain-white face was marked with a bloody scratch, as if the Duchess were jealous of her beauty.
She seemed to be in despair. Looking at Silas and the Duchess, then thinking of Silas's reputation, she probably guessed what was happening. She showed a deep look of disgust.
She closed her eyes and sat motionless.
"Of course I will do that. The Duchess's 'tuition' was very comfortable."
"Oh? Right in front of my niece... heh, I'm getting more and more interested. The teacher doesn't seem afraid of being locked up by me later."
Her curves were being kneaded, but the Duchess only showed pure lust.
"..."
Then, as she turned her hips, Silas locked his gaze on her.
[Skill Hypnosis Master Activated]
"...Ah, Master."
Before activating the hypnosis, Silas worried about the probability, and whether the cross would affect his power.
Now it seemed the probability of success against a normal person was higher—or perhaps she just had no guard up. As for the cross... I am not a Succubus. I am not an "evil entity."
Regardless, the Duchess stood dazed before Silas, her eyes revealing an extreme craving for him.
Thwack.
Silas easily picked up a book from the table and slammed it against her head.
She fainted instantly. She probably wouldn't die.
"..."
The Princess, huddled in the corner, opened her eyes again.
"Leave immediately. I'll find a way to cover up for the Duchess. Stop stealing panties everywhere for a while."
"If you have nowhere to go, go to my office after you leave here. You've stolen there enough times to know the location. The key is under the flowerpot."
"...I have no hobby of being a mistress. If that is your goal, just kill me."
She closed her eyes again, looking ready to die.
"You want to stay here? Fine, but I won't be the one caught, experimented on, and burned at the stake."
"..."
She gritted her teeth, opened her eyes again, and staggered to her feet, leaning against the wall.
The amount of blood flowing from her abdomen was staggering. Only now did Silas see clearly—she wasn't just clutching the wound to stop the bleeding; she was trying to shove her intestines back in.
What a badass!
"I don't know your goal. I don't know who you are. But if a reward will satisfy you, I will give you money."
She fumbled with the body of the fallen Duchess and soon pulled out a diamond-studded hair tie from her pocket.
Perhaps this was her limit.
The Princess tried to stand up again but collapsed, wobbling.
"..."
If Silas hadn't caught her, she would have fallen onto the Duchess's chest.
"Hey? Princess?"
"..."
Silas supported her abdomen; it was covered in blood.
He could see the red and white flesh of her stomach, the intestines... even if she was breathing, could she really survive?
Forget it, I'll treat her wound first, then tie up the Duchess and see what to do.
Silas moved quickly.
He used the coat the Duchess had taken off in the hall to wrap the Princess's abdomen, barely stemming the blood.
But as the saying goes, life is full of disappointments.
BANG!
Was that the sound of a firearm?
He could hear a commotion outside instantly. The patrolling knights must have heard it.
"She really is your mistress... did she give you the Succubus's power?"
"Teacher, how could you not tell me such a thing... if I were infected, I would lose everything."
"..."
Silas didn't have time to turn around. He could only dive to the floor, hoping the sofa would block the shot.
BANG... BANG BANG BANG!
"..."
Heat surged through Silas's shoulder blade and neck. Clearly, hot projectiles had punched through.
Did I hit her too lightly, causing her to wake up early?
Or did that cross have a purifying effect?
He didn't know.
The most important thing was—isn't this the Middle Ages? Where did a gun come from? What happened to the promised sword-fighting?
Right.
Back when the female knight gave the Sister black stockings, he felt something was off. This isn't a trip to the past; it's a completely different world. And in his world's Middle Ages, where would you find a tentacle monster like the Sister?
[You saved the dying 'Succubus Girl,' but you were shot twice because of an unexpected firearm.]
[Your consciousness is fading.]
[You saw the Duchess laughing maniacally, holding the gun... taking a final shot at your head.]
[You are dead.]
[...]
[The simulation has ended.]
[You can use a charge to load a save before the current plot or restart the simulation.]
[Remaining simulations: 5 (Restores 6 per day, or buy one for 1,000 Silver coins)]
[Money held: 0 Gold, 0 Silver, 121 Copper]
[Current Task: The prosperous Holy City is now filled with anxiety at night. Try to find clues!]
[Reward: Stamina +1]
[Simulate Again / Load Save?]
In the stable.
Silas rubbed the mare's rump next to him.
This horse belonged to the Princess. If he snuck into her quarters now to do something more... the chances were high.
But damn it, this world has guns?
In movies, people always use sofas as shields—why didn't it work for me? Absolute trash quality!
Perhaps because the survival time was too short, the attribute points only increased a tiny bit.
Thinking carefully, no matter what, the Succubus and the Duchess were relatives. If the Succubus left, it would fall back on him regardless.
Unless... the Succubus could use her power to make the Duchess forget.
[You chose to load the save before the current plot.]
[You heard the white-haired girl ask in a weak, furious voice, "Auntie, why are you doing this?" The Duchess only shoved the knife deeper into the girl's belly and twisted. Between her breasts hung a swaying silver cross. Perhaps because of that cross, the Succubus's power didn't work.]
[It looks like she is heavily wounded and on the verge of death. She can't resist.]
[You decided to...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Push open the door and proclaim the girl is your mistress.]
[Option 2: Leave and pretend you saw nothing.]
[Proceeding with Free Simulation]
Understood. There was only one choice from the start.
Half of the Princess's intestines were already hanging out. Taking the cross from the Duchess's chest so she could use her power to make the woman forget would be best. If that failed, he'd have to resolve the Duchess decisively. Trying to have too much always leads to defeat.