Profession, Merchant Volume 14 Chapter 6 (Patreon)

Chapter 6 – Clash With the Four Devas! VI

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“You have done well, Demon Beast King. This mistress will not forget your contribution.”


With that, Proditus delivered a powerful kick to Kriou’s stomach, as hard as she could. Imbued with magic, Kriou’s massive frame soared into the moonlit sky and disappeared from sight.


It was exhilarating. Proditus had always wanted to kick his stupid form away just like that.


There was nothing more satisfying than humiliating an opponent stronger than yourself.


Now, she planned to do the same to the female warrior.


However, unlike those wild and filthy beast troops, she was a beautiful young girl. So she had to be more delicate with her. She would spend time with her romantically and meticulously… and then…


“Leah!”


Suddenly, a voice called out the name of the female warrior.


As they looked to the sky, they saw the holy knight’s figure, engaged in a fierce dogfight with the Demon soldiers. Although she cried out in desperation over the warrior’s predicament, she wasn’t in a comfortable situation either.


Especially now that she had become the focus of the enemy gargoyle-like entities as she tried to rush to provide support and was in a precarious situation. It seemed unlikely that she would be able to get to Proditus anytime soon.


However, considering the holy knight’s ability despite her situation, Proditus knew that even she couldn’t afford to waste too much time. She needed to degrade and corrupt her target at once.


“Hey! It’s cowardly to use magic from behind! Remove it and fight fair and square!”


“Ufufufu, female warrior. Allow this mistress to introduce herself. This mistress is none other than Proditus, one of the Four Devas, a fallen angel. And as a being that has fallen from the heavens, this mistress has no interest in cheap tricks or fighting fair and square or any other rules imposed by creatures below the heavens. At the moment, her interest lies elsewhere…”


Her tanned arm extended toward the chain-bound woman,


“…and that is in your beautiful body.”


And after saying that, Proditus casually cupped the female warrior’s breasts. They were heavy and firm, a fine package. And when she peeled off her blue bikini armor, her nipples, with their delicate pink color, swayed gracefully, preserving a hint of her girlishness amidst her fierce warrior aura.


“Tch…”


That even when she clicked her tongue and grimaced, her beauty didn’t diminish, or rather, the fact that her breasts bounced and jiggled a little with the gesture, looking mysteriously pliable, only added more to her charm.


(Once I had her under control, I would place the most vulgar piercings possible on her beautifully shaped nipples. I might even attach a small but lovely bell that would ring whenever she moved. And when we go for a walk, I would attach a leash to those piercings and take her out into the world of humans. Ahh, I can’t wait to see her drooling with her exposed breasts bouncing lasciviously, no longer resembling the once strong warrior she was in the past while I dragged her by the leash…)


Proditus fantasized excitedly about her future plans, her excitement causing spit to drip from her lips.


But while she was busy indulging herself in caressing and squeezing the female warrior, something unexpected happened.


“Ugh! Hyaaaaahhhh!!!”


The female warrior suddenly slapped Proditus on the cheek.


Because it was an unexpected situation, she was caught off guard and sent flying a few steps away.


All that remained in Proditus’ hand was the blue breastplate that the female warrior was supposed to be wearing.


How… why can she move?


“Leah! You’ll have to take care of the rest on your own!”


As she thought of this, she heard the holy knight shout from above.


(Ah, she had cast a spell to dispel the chains. Impressive. To successfully cast a dispel spell from this distance, she must be pretty skilled).


“Leona! Thank you! With this… As long as I can move, this pervert is no match for me.”


The bruised female warrior limps toward Proditus as she says this.


However, the fallen angel just laughed at her approaching figure.


“Ahahaha, hahaha!”


“Wha… What’s wrong with you? Just for the record, even if you pretend to be strong right now, it won’t work with me anymore.”


“Pretend? This mistress? How can that be? This mistress is just happy. Now listen. Even though this mistress is like that, the one in front of you is still one of the Four Devas of this land. That is, she is not limited to casting a single spell like those one-trick ponies. She can cast multiple spells in one attack. For starters, why don’t you take a good look at your body first?”


“Huh? What do you mean…?”


The female warrior’s doll-like face looked perplexed. Her innocent, jewel-like eyes shifted from her armor-free breasts to her groin.


“Eh? Wh… What is this?”


Her voice reflected her surprise. Normally, her bikini panties followed the shape of her ample mound, but now they revealed a grotesque bulge. Startled, she cautiously touched it with her finger. The bulge deformed beneath the fabric under her pressure.


“Surprised?”


Proditus whispered in her ear. Confused as to how she had gotten so close so quickly, the female warrior turned to face her, but Proditus used this opening to restrain her physically, this time by binding her body tightly in a chokehold. She gripped the female warrior’s shoulders with so much force that her muscles almost creaked.


“You! What did you do to my body?”


“Hehe, but I thought you already knew, based on what you see? Or is it still unclear to you? Then, allow me to explain, slowly and briefly. Female warrior, a man’s cock is now growing between your legs.”


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“Female warrior, a man’s cock is now growing between your legs…” At these words, the female warrior felt a haze welling up in her chest.


“That is absurd…”


No sooner had she muttered this that Proditus’ arms wrapped around her and began to fondle her thighs.


(Wait. How is she groping me there when she is literally strangling me with both hands?)


And so she mumbled in her mind, and lo and behold, behind her, holding both her shoulders, were the black wings of Proditus. They held her shoulders in place with movements as deft, if not more deft, than hands, and each time the wings applied pressure, she was forced into a position where her bare tits jutted forward enough to make her moan.


“Quite a good shape you have there.”


Proditus’ fingers stroked the bulge through her bikini armor, which doubled as her panties. A thrilling yet diabolical sensation ran through her crotch. There was definitely a feeling of something being attached there. And that struck terror into the female warrior’s heart.


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