Chapter 37: Eve Neido (3)
Trade City Esta. The center of maritime trade and a lair for all sorts of criminals. I entered this city leading a carriage bearing the Peta Territory's emblem. The guard confirmed that I was Peta Lusius through the emblem I presented and my identifying features.
"P-Please, could you wait just a moment? The Guild Master said he would personally come to escort you, My Lord...."
The guard requested that I wait with a foolish tone. So, I leisurely looked around at the city's scenery from inside the carriage. The streets were brimming with life. A loafer selling fish was scratching his potbelly under his shirt and yawning. A few flies that had landed on the fish were swatted by a fly swatter and stuck flat.
Stray cats roaming the streets were either tearing at the necks of mice in the dingy corners of fish stalls or chewing on fish heads. Even though the sky was clear, the cats' eyes glinted with murderous intent. The smell of rotten fish innards wafted from every back alley.
All the city's streets were like this. Filth and splendor. A bizarre atmosphere emanated from the clean signboards placed beneath the sordid scenery. And my carriage, in the middle of it all, seemed to be an object of curiosity for the people on the street. A few merchants approached me to hawk their wares.
"Hey, would you like to buy some jewelry made from seashells? It's all the rage these days."
Hearing that reminded me that Aira had asked me to buy her some seashell jewelry from the sea. I memorized the shop's location and waved my hand to shoo the merchants away. Listening to the nonsense of salesmen is like drilling a hole in a pot. Once you give them an opening, they push in so relentlessly you can't do anything about it.
"Ah, My Lord."
Just as I was pondering what would suit Aira and Sieri better, a figure who appeared to be the Guild Master approached. He was a man wearing a purple turban and sporting a large moustache. His nose was unusually large and swollen, giving the effect of making his face look enormous. I got out of the carriage and offered a handshake. The Guild Master received my handshake by bowing his waist, as if it were a great honor.
"Are you the Guild Master? I received the letter. I hear a pirate named Eve is causing a ruckus at sea." "Yes. She's a truly vicious bitch who only wreaks havoc in a specific area. Shamefully, we don't have the naval power to capture her, so we recently organized a subjugation party."
"Did the Hero get captured after joining that subjugation party?"
"No. According to what I've heard... uh... um..."
The Guild Master trailed off, hesitating. I, who had gotten out of the carriage and was walking alongside him, urged him on.
"What is it, Guild Master?"
"Well... they say he was captured while wandering the sea, searching for a medicine that makes male genitals grow."
"Ah... I see. But does such a thing really exist?"
I suddenly got goosebumps all over. Now that I thought about it, since this was an erotic game, even if there wasn't a medicine to become a man, couldn't there be one to become a futanari? Fucking hell, what if the Hero comes back with one of those attached to a woman's body? No matter how I look at it, a futanari is a bit much.
The Guild Master shook his head.
"No such item exists. If it's an item I've never heard of, you can't get it in Esta. I don't know who started such a filthy rumor, but thanks to them, sexual deviants have been periodically showing up in Esta, causing quite a stir."
"Sexual deviants, you say? How interesting."
"Don't even get me started. There was a guy who wanted to make five of his cocks and shape them like a sea anemone, and another who wanted to feed it to his wife to make her do it with her younger sister. With all those bastards going out to sea searching for that medicine that makes male genitals grow, what do you think the city's atmosphere is like?"
As expected, the world is wide and full of crazies. In this lewd world, I, who wouldn't even think of doing anything but pure-love sex, was practically a normal person. I asked.
"So what exactly does this pirate, Eve, go around doing? Seeing as trade is still active, it seems she doesn't particularly touch merchant ships..."
"She doesn't touch merchant ships, but she goes around killing people."
"A murderer, I see."
It was the same in the original game. Eve was a crazy bitch with no greed for money but an overflowing desire to murder men, so she killed every man she met at sea and raped every woman she came across.
Because of this, the moment you captured Eve, you could either make her a companion or hand her over to Esta for a reward. Since Eve was a character who received terrain bonuses and was fucking useless, the standard late-game strategy was to capture and sell her off.
"Yes. That's right. A truly terrible person. She doesn't touch flagged merchant ships or fishermen, but if adventurers or mercenaries go out to sea and enter her territory, she kills them immediately."
"How terrifying."
"A body washed ashore once, and My Lord, you should have seen that corpse. He was castrated alive and died writhing in agony."
"Ugh..."
"The flesh was as if torn by fingernails..."
"You don't need to describe it any further."
I had no desire to hear more about someone else being castrated. I came here to beat a lesbian porn actress to death, not to film "In the Realm of the Senses." But as I followed the Guild Master, I realized I still hadn't heard where we were going.
"By the way, where are we going?"
"Ah, we're on our way because there's something I need to show you."
Surely it wasn't that castrated corpse.
The place the Guild Master arrived at was a certain building. Bizarre cries were echoing from within. The Guild Master looked around before grabbing the doorknob.
"My Lord. What we requested in the official document was only the rescue of Sir Hero, but may I ask one more favor?"
The Guild Master's expression was one of utmost gravity. The door opened, and the scene inside the building was laid bare.
"Whoa."
The place was hell itself. Naked women were strewn about everywhere. Having lost their sanity, they were grinning foolishly and engrossed in masturbation. A woman rubbing her vulva against a pillar. A woman tied tightly to a bed, drooling. Women who must have once boasted a fine beauty were now scattered about in a hideous state.
"How horrible."
I don't like this kind of genre. I wondered if this was what hell looked like for those mad with sexual desire. It should have been a lewd sight, but it was so graphic that it was just grotesque. As I furrowed my brow, the Guild Master spoke.
"These are the women who fell victim to that pirate, Eve. She castrates and kills the men, and as for the women, she only lets them go after raping them until they lose their minds. My wife is over there, too."
The Guild Master pointed to a woman collapsed in the distance. She was diligently rubbing her vulva with her own hands, letting out a bizarre laugh. At this point, I couldn't help but start worrying about the Hero's well-being. If this bitch's technique was so incredible it could drive people insane, hadn't the Hero already undergone female corruption?
Even if the Elf Queen was truly magnanimous and would overlook a marriage to a woman, I didn't think she would condone a marriage to a madwoman. I also didn't know if the pregnant Erina would be able to fully accept AA's state. The Guild Master gripped my hand tightly with a grief-stricken expression.
"Ever since that pirate got to her... our family's life has been completely ruined. My Lord... if it is at all possible, please, kill that pirate. Please cut off her head and hang it in this city."
Hatred burned in the Guild Master's eyes. I, too, looked back and forth between the Guild Master and his wife with a pitiful expression. Her figure was decent and her face was pretty, but seeing her with her eyes rolled back and drooling, my cock didn't even stir.
Returning to the lodging the Guild Master had arranged, my mind was a mess. It wasn't that I was debating whether or not to kill Eve. The problem was that if the Hero had already undergone female corruption and was drooling, the issue had become much bigger. The Hero was gender-swapped, and I was the one who gender-swapped the Hero.
Therefore, I had made the Hero a woman, and since I made the Hero a woman, ownership of the Hero belonged to me. Thus, the pirate Eve had essentially NTR'd the Hero from me.
I don't forgive NTR. And I especially could not forgive lesbian NTR. I stroked my mace, lost in thought about how I was going to fuck that bitch up.
Because if it was an opponent the Hero couldn't beat, there was no way I could win.
The next morning. The Guild Master sent me out to sea on a boat with the subjugation personnel. The meeting point was said to be the middle of the ocean. The weather was pleasant today, and the sky was clear, making it a good day for sailing. A cool sea breeze blew in, and gulls cried in the distance.
I boarded the boat, praying that the Hero hadn't undergone female corruption. If so, it meant I would have to fight Eve to the death. Only after we were far enough away for Esta to look like a dot did a small island come into view.
"That's Pirate Island. All the sailors avoid that island."
A sailor on my boat explained to me. Pirate Island, unlike its name, wasn't a place with skull shapes or shipwrecks. Pirate Island just looked like a nameless, deserted island.
It was only after getting a little closer that I could see a large ship circling the island. The ship, which had the figure of a siren attached to its stern, was flying a pitch-black pirate flag.
"Eve's pirate ship."
"Yes. That's right."
I picked up my mace and surveyed the approaching ship. I could see a woman with red hair standing at the ship's bow. One eye and a tall stature. And her firm, large breasts were the first thing that caught my eye.
Since I had played the game, I knew that woman was Eve.
And behind her, I saw AA, tightly bound and even gagged. AA made a pleased expression upon seeing me. Seeing that, it seemed that, surprisingly, she hadn't touched AA yet.
"Which one of you is Peta Lusius?"
"I am Peta Lusius."
Eve tilted her head from the bow and stared at me. Her haughty gaze was quite beautiful. She stared at me for a long time before frowning.
"Are you really the Southern High Priest? Your eyes are too lewd. They're the kind of eyes that would put the sexual deviants who come here to shame."
"How rude."
I shouted for the status window in my mind. It was to get a rough idea of whether I could win or not.
Name: Eve
Class: Pirate
Level: 43
Favorability: 0 (Fixed)
Stats
*Currently under the effect of a trait.
Strength: 190
Agility: 200
Intelligence: 170
Luck: 240
Traits
Fish School Detection
Can Converse with Fish.
Mermaid's Blessing
All stats double when on the sea, on the water, or underwater.
"Wow."
Fucking hell, I can't win.