Chapter 43 : The Cross's Judgment
Suddenly, Lonis understood what was happening.
There was only one bed on the magic airship, and this bed wasn't large either, only 1.1 meters wide... If two people slept on it, it would be somewhat cramped.
So to let Lonis sleep on the bed, Elucia inevitably changed back to her little loli form.
Of course, to prevent Lonis from seeing things she shouldn't see at night (Elucia's underwear), the little loli put an eye mask on her.
"Tonight I'll sleep with you, but don't you dare make noise. Did you hear?"
"Eh..."
"If you dare wake me up, I'll put you outside to sleep with the ghosts tomorrow."
"I... I understand. >_<"
......
Lonis felt her cheeks burning, and her voice became weak.
Elucia really hadn't abandoned her. Knowing she might be afraid of the dark, she slept with her...
Thinking of this, the silver-haired girl felt a little warmth in her heart.
Because she was tired from a busy day, she slowly fell asleep.
But Lonis didn't expect...
When she opened her eyes, she was tied to a cross!
(What... what's happening?)
Tight leather straps pressed against her flesh. Her arms and legs were firmly bound, unable to move at all.
Even though she opened her mouth, she couldn't even make a whimpering cry. A huge rubber ball was firmly fastened in her mouth... And in front of her was a strangely dressed stranger.
They wore yellowed cloth strips, a yellow hood on their head, face hidden in shadow—impossible to tell if male or female.
But even more terrifying was that this person held a whip in their left hand, while their right hand held a rod that made Lonis's body go weak just looking at it—that terrifying length, strange protrusions, enough to make any girl's spine go cold.
The stranger took a step toward her and said viciously: "You servant of demons, do you still want to resist stubbornly even now?"
"Wuu wuu wuu?!"
"Oh, I forgot you can't speak. Then let us continue the exorcism ritual."
"Wuu wuu! (What do you want to do?!)"
Lonis stared in shock, but her body tied to the cross couldn't struggle at all.
First the whip struck her white stockings, making crisp, loud sounds.
Then they used the rod to beat her legs, as if breaking her bones.
Finally, that incredibly terrifying spiked club.
"Wuu wuu! (Don't.)"
"Heh heh, last time you lasted five minutes. This time, how long can you last?"
The stranger grinned maliciously and struck Lonis's body with the rod.
Then output magical power.
......
......
(Ah ah ah!!!)
It was a completely different feeling from being bullied by Elucia.
When bullied by Elucia, although she couldn't move either, Lonis could faintly feel a trace of care in her heart. The sensation on her body was more like massage than torture.
But now?
Only hysterical pain.
Lonis could feel the stranger had no mercy for her whatsoever—the magical power output was at maximum level. They just wanted to appreciate her broken expression, her appearance begging for mercy in pain.
(Ah ah, ah ah! Elucia, quick... quickly come save me...)
Under the intense pain, Lonis felt her head splitting. Her only desire was hoping Elucia would come save her.
Even being a dedicated maid would be fine.
At least Elucia was still a girl. Even being violated by her, being tormented by her, would be much more acceptable than this person.
However, just then
"Hey, stupid maid, what are you screaming about so early in the morning?"
"Eh?"
"I said not to disturb my rest. If you keep this up, I’ll gag your mouth too."
......
......
Lonis opened her eyes to see loli-form Elucia sitting in front of her, looking at her helplessly.
In her hands was the eye mask she had just removed from her eyes, and the surrounding scenery was the familiar bedroom interior.
It was still pouring rain outside, the light dim. Only the light from Elucia's phone faintly illuminated the surrounding objects.
(What's happening?)
Instantly, Lonis was stunned.
But soon she understood that scene was a dream... She had dreamed of being captured by a strange person and humiliated by them in various ways.
Realizing this, Lonis's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Could she really have become masochistic? So she desperately desired being disciplined, even by strangers?
(No... this kind of thing is impossible no matter what?!)
Lonis thought this while Elucia frowned and asked disdainfully: "Hmph, you had a nightmare just now, didn't you?"
"Eh?"
"Dreamed you were tied up by a stranger and abused with toys in various ways?"
"Elu... Elucia, how do you know?!"
Lonis was frightened and stepped back... She wasn't afraid of anything else, but afraid this scheming beautiful girl would "perfectly recreate" the dream events in reality.
However, Elucia just sighed and said helplessly: "Hah, truly an idiot. You were shouting it out—how could I not know?"
"Ah..."
"Moreover, that wasn't a nightmare. If I'm not mistaken, this should be that female ghost from last night sending you dreams."
"Eh, sending dreams?!"
"Mm, because she died unjustly, she's unwilling. So she's forcing you to help her get revenge. If you don't get revenge, she might keep haunting you, making you suffer terribly seeing ghosts every day."
"Master Elucia, save me!"
Seeing ghosts every day was scary enough—if every night when sleeping she dreamed of being bullied and tormented, how terrifying would that be?
Lonis didn't want to see ghosts, and even less wanted to be bullied all day like a female prisoner.
But Elucia smiled wickedly and said disdainfully to Lonis:
"Oh? Don't you usually say you're very brave? How is it that when you need me, you become so delicate again?"
"Eh...?"
"Could it be that your daily pretense of strength is just to make me torment you? You masochist are really cunning~"
"No... no!"
"Hmph!"
Elucia hooked her finger under Lonis's chin and flicked lightly: "But this time, you can rest assured. Our ship is broken. Repairing it needs some special parts, so we'll inevitably have to deal with locals."
"Eh?"
"So get ready. In a while, you and I will go to the nearby village together. I want to see what the hell the people around here are up to!"
Elucia snorted coldly, her crimson eyes filled with unmatched determination.