Chapter 191-192 – Can Dayke Really Change…? ?
[POV Change]
The sun set, and moonlight began to bathe the castle.
Just as the palace, unsettled by the afternoon's turmoil, finally settled, Nermedia sat alone in her office.
A knock sounded, prompting her to stand.
"Come in."
"Did you call for me?"
"Welcome, Kiella. You're here sooner than I expected."
"I didn't have anything pressing, so I came as soon as I heard."
Kiella replied warmly, since no one else was present.
Rather than showing displeasure, the queen accepted it gracefully, looking at her companion with pity.
"You must have been very disappointed. You thought he was a capable assistant, but he turned out to be worse than a beast—a piece of trash."
"Ha, that's true. Seems I don't have good judgment either. I should have followed the queen's refusal to let Dayke in."
"It's fine. I can just kick him out now."
At first glance, Nermedia appeared benevolent as she smiled.
"Do you know why I entrusted his interrogation to you, Kiella?"
"Isn't it because interrogating suspects is the Supreme Court Justice's job?"
"That's part of it. But mainly, I remember your skills from a few years ago—the way you extracted military secrets from prisoners of the Demon King's army during the war."
Kiella was known within the castle for her fierce nature. Yet, she was not a cold-blooded torturer.
She took on the dirty work others could not, all to protect the kingdom. Still, she nodded without complaint.
"Yes, leave it to me."
"Dayke has committed an unforgivable sin and dares to claim innocence. We can no longer allow such scum in the castle."
Nermedia clenched her fists, pretending real anger. But she didn't reveal to Kiella, her closest confidant, that it was all a ruse.
She wanted to keep her harsh side hidden from others.
Kiella would believe that Dayke truly assaulted the maid and wouldn't stop until he confessed.
'He'll have no choice but to make a false confession to survive.'
Once the confession reached the princess and Dayke was expelled, everything would be resolved.
Iril might be shocked, but it was a small price to pay without earning her hatred.
"By the way, don't kill him during interrogation. My daughter might suspect you did it on purpose. You must let her hear Dayke's confession firsthand."
"…Understood."
"Then can you start immediately? Use any means necessary to get the confession."
"Yes. I won't disappoint you."
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[MC POV]
I sat tied to a chair in the castle basement's interrogation room.
Dim light from a small electric lamp barely revealed the cruel instruments of torture scattered around.
True to its name, this was where Kiella had interrogated prisoners during the war against the Demon King. Back then, it had been a nightmare for the prisoners—and now, for me.
This was where Kiella had sexually harassed me in my past life.
'Still, I feel more at ease than I expected. Maybe it's because the roles have completely reversed?'
Crunch….!!
"Uh, are you there?"
"Yes. I just met the queen and am on my way back."
"Really? What did she say?"
Kiella responded as she untied the ropes from my hands.
"She needs you to confess to the princess. I'm going to force you into a false confession."
It was so predictable that I felt no tension at all.
The queen's simple, obvious plan made me laugh quietly.
"What are you planning to do now?"
It was both surprising and oddly reassuring that she asked me about my next move without doubting me.
With that thought, Kiella placed her free hand on her chin and said, "Tomorrow, I'll tell the queen you never confessed. Then we buy time and counterattack by making the maid reveal the truth."
I wasn't sure how effective this would be.
Would it only prove my innocence or give me a chance to get closer to the queen? Either way, I wasn't going to let this incident go unnoticed.
"Okay. I guess I have to wait until tomorrow for now."
I had to wait until tomorrow—alone with Kiella in this soundproof interrogation room.
Until then, there was only one thing to do.
"Now that I think about it, this place feels familiar in many ways, doesn't it, Kiella?"
"What? Ah… yeah."
Kiella's voice echoed softly through the room.
Though she tried to hide it outwardly, I could tell she was watching me closely.
"Well, I was really sorry back then."
"Really? Now?"
"Of course, even now…"
Unlike her, who bowed her head, I smiled.
"Really? Then I guess I'll give you a chance to ease your guilt."
A moment later, Kiella sat in a special chair, her naked body restrained. The chair bound her arms to the armrests and spread her legs in an M shape.
"Dayke, what are you trying to do…"
"You pulled a lot of pranks and experiments on me here before. Now, it's my turn."
"…"
It wasn't cruelty or revenge. I just wanted to try something fitting for this place.
"This is an experiment to see what happens if you don't beg."
"…Okay. Do whatever you want."
Hearing her obedient answer, I raised my palms toward the ceiling.
A glowing orb appeared in my hand, then the dildo I often used materialized.
It was a transfer magic item I'd recently learned—storing things in another dimension and summoning them when needed. I'd picked it up because turning on my phone every time was inconvenient.
"That…"
"Do you like this?"
The dildo was held between Kiella's spread legs.
"Mmmm…"
I was tickling her clitoris with the dildo's tip to gradually make her pussy wet. Once the amount of lubrication increased to the point where it began to flow out, I inserted the dildo into her wet pussy.
"Aahhhh… ♥!"
Kiella flinched, but her limbs were tied to the chair, so she couldn't move.
As if doing laundry, I dipped the dildo into her wet vagina a couple of times and then pulled it out.
"Haaaa..."
Kiella's breathing was already rough. Rather than feeling sorry for her, I could see the earnestness in her eyes as she asked me to put the dildo back into her horny pussy.
"Put it back in?"
"...Mmmmm."
As she expected, I brought the dildo near her lower body. However, I pointed the dildo's head at her asshole instead of the wet pussy.
"There…Ahhhh... ♥!"
The dildo, which was coated with her pussy juice, was stuffed into her asshole.
As a pervert with a weakness for anal, it wasn't enough for her to drop her waist. Once the dildo entered her asshole, she held onto it tightly and wouldn't let go.
"As expected, you like this place better than the pussy."
I grabbed the dildo and began to move. The pulling force was so strong that it took more force to pull it back out than it did to put it in.
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Huh♥! Aahhh…♥!"
"Do you like it when your asshole gets fucked by a plastic dick?"
"Ugh♥... Yes♥ I like it♥!"
"I was sent down for questioning, but 'You're not a Supreme Court Justice; you're just a prostitute.'"
"Aahhh♥ Hahaha….♥!"
Instead of taking offense at the insulting words, she just burst into laughter.
At the same time, the grip of her asshole tightened, making it harder to insert and remove the dildo.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
"Hey, if you squeeze too hard, it won't work!"
"It's because you're dildo-fucking my asshole."
I didn't care, though, and started thrusting the dildo in and out as hard as I could. Her asshole was clearly being tormented, yet love juice flowed profusely from the pussy.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Aahhh♥! It's so deep, I think I'm going to cum♥ Hmmm… Aahhh♥!"
Kiella convulses while she cummed in a chair. Meanwhile, I continued applying pressure with the dildo until the lingering sensation subsided.
"Aahhh…♥!"
"What if you cummed already? We are going to do this all night."
"Huh?? All night…??"
Hearing her mumble, he pumped my magic into the dildo.
Jeeeee! Burrrrrrrr!!
"Aahhh♥!"
Kiella jerked from the sudden vibration while I placed my hand on her empty pussy.
"Be patient this time."
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[POV Change]
"Lilda, what are you saying… Dayke has been captured?!"
Iril asked, disbelief clear on her face.
The head maid nodded solemnly.
"Yes. Because of the incident I just told you about, while the princess was asleep…"
Last night with Dayke had been so intense that Iril ended up sleeping late into the afternoon. When she finally woke, she stayed in her room because she was late for today's Queen class.
For some reason, no one woke her despite her oversleeping, so she never imagined something like this could happen while she slept.
As a princess, she couldn't help but feel shocked.
"Did you do that on purpose, not waking me up today?"
"That's not true… But the queen indeed ordered me to keep the princess from going to the throne room."
"What?"
From Iril's perspective, the story was completely baffling. Dayke would never harm an innocent maid.
That alone made it suspicious. And did Mama really try to block her access to the throne room?
A question mark formed in her mind.
"Isn't it possible Momma framed Dayke? There's no way he did that…"
"That can't be true. I think it's best not to say that to the queen. She'll be very disappointed. She values the princess above all, so she's strict with that man."
"But there's no way Dayke would do something like that…"
Iril frowned deeply as she thought, then spoke again.
"Where is he now?"
"Miss Kiella is interrogating him."
"Kiella…??"
"I know the princess is usually kind to him, but for now, trust Kiella and wait. If he's innocent, he'll avoid punishment."
"…Okay."
"Then I hope you have a good night."
The maid left her post while leaving the princess alone.
Iril climbed into bed and hugged her pillow in frustration.
'Dayke…'
Having watched him since his previous life, the princess was certain. There was no way Dake could commit such an evil act.
The problem was that she couldn't tell if this was a misunderstanding.
'If Momma planned this to drive Dayke out…'
If so, Iril would feel deep betrayal and disappointment from her own mother.
After deceiving and killing Alvin, Momma now tried to harm his reincarnated self in a cowardly way. It was so cruel it was hard to forgive.
At that moment, the conversation she had with Dayke came to mind.
When asked if he would harm Momma, he had answered no. It seemed he was trying to change Kiella or Momma through his own actions.
'Can Dayke really change Momma…?'
'If that happened, fewer people might get hurt.'
Still, the princess couldn't stop worrying, unsure if her hopes would come true.
'…I don't know. What should I do?'
Iril buried her face in the pillow she hugged. No matter how long the night passed, she could find no answer.