City of Witches Chapter 251

Periwinkle was cunning.

Seeing Siwoo's reaction, which had once again become lukewarm and different from before, she instantly realized what she had to do.

Siwoo's offhand remark in the bathtub: 'I don't know what will happen if I smell the Witch's scent...'

Combined with the fact that Siwoo, who had been pulling away all this time, went into a frenzy after steeling himself and smelling Periwinkle's hair scent, she reached a conclusion in an instant.

To induce Berserker Siwoo, she simply needed to make him smell her hair scent.

Therefore, she forced her way into him to make him smell it, and Siwoo, forgetting even the thought that he should restrain himself, ended up being played by Periwinkle's scheme.

In other words, he violated Periwinkle's holes as violently as if he were committing rape.

There was no order or restraint.

With the thought that anything was fine as long as he didn't ejaculate inside her vagina, he bound Periwinkle and, alternating between tasting the flavors of both holes, thrust his hips wildly.

Having lost his reason like that, he forgot three facts.

First, Siwoo spars with Eloa every day.

Second, he was enjoying consecutive sexual encounters without even being able to mention the fact that he was meeting Periwinkle.

Third, if he missed a sparring session without any contact, Eloa would anxiously search for him.

"......."

With an anxious expression, Eloa fidgeted with her phone in the middle of Gwanghwamun, where Siwoo had not appeared.

Siwoo is diligent.

Even though it's called sparring, it's essentially a training session where he gets beaten and sent flying repeatedly, yet he diligently participates without complaint.

He would either arrive earlier than Eloa and buy coffee, but he had never once been late for sparring without a word like this.

Moreover, knowing full well that Eloa would worry, there's no way he would be wandering around somewhere all night...

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Eloa hung up the third call that ultimately went unanswered.

Even though she knew she should calm down, her heart pounded thump-thump-thump.

Her head spun, and she felt nauseous to the point of vomiting.

"There's no way this is happening..."

The 'Guardian's Contract' she had placed on Siwoo.

It was a temporary grant, consuming one of the 12 contracts Eloa could use.

In other words, it was no different from transferring one-twelfth of the power she could utilize to him.

If a crisis befell Siwoo, it would produce an efficacy incomparable to ordinary Autonomous Defense.

Furthermore, Siwoo's location would be immediately known to Eloa.

It was a contract of excellent efficacy, created even though she knew she might not have a use for it after losing Raphi.

There's no way Siwoo, who possesses such a contract, could be taken down without any sign, and conversely, a perfectly fine Siwoo wouldn't ignore Eloa's contact without a word.

It was only natural to feel uneasy.

"Sorry."

He might just be sleeping, or he might be lost in thought, spending time alone.

But in case of an unforeseen emergency, Eloa decided to use another effect of the Guardian's Contract that she hadn't told Siwoo about.

When simply locating his position, it might be too late to determine what state the contractor is in or exactly what predicament he's facing.

Therefore, the Guardian's Contract had one additional effect attached.

It was the ability to share the target's vision and hearing.

Even though she claims to be his Master, she had no intention of interfering in his private life in detail.

But for a matter of this degree, it's different.

Eloa closed one eye and activated the contract.

As Siwoo's location was identified, what unfolded before her eyes was...

"What...?"

A feast of flesh where white and pink were simultaneously visible.

The place was likely a hotel room.

In the perfectly shared vision, she saw a white buttock densely covered with handprints like colorful autumn leaves.

-Smack! Smack!

"Uuung! Haaang...!"

Each time it was struck by a palm, the rear hole twitched and contracted, and a whitish, cloudy liquid dripped and flowed down from inside.

Slightly below, something like a huge meat stick, thoroughly soaked, was digging into the inner flesh.

The labia minora of the female genitalia were vividly seen sticking to the side of the cock, then pulled out and curling back in.

It was a truly explicit, blatant, and obscene angle without equal.

Eloa stiffened blankly, as if hit on the head with a hammer.

"What... what is this...?"

Disheveled deep navy-blue hair on the bright bed.

The woman who, each time Siwoo pounded her cervix, laughed hysterically and tore at the sheets was none other than...

The Witch of Fortune, Kibele Periwinkle.

And the person whose senses Eloa was now sharing... must be none other than Siwoo.

Why was she in such a state in front of Siwoo?

Why was Siwoo doing such things with Periwinkle on the bed?

She already knew that was sexual intercourse between a man and a woman.

Hadn't she unintentionally glimpsed the sight of Siwoo mingling bodies with Sharon before?

No.

Even trying to sort out her thoughts, she couldn't make sense of anything.

The sound of flesh being struck and the increasing autumn leaves on the white snowy field.

Each time, Periwinkle wriggled her hips and shook her body as if having a seizure.

'Kyaak! S-stop hitting me...! Please... I'm begging you...!'

'Huuk....uuk.... I... feel like I'm going to break...!'

But this sight seemed almost...

No different from rape.

Was Siwoo raping Periwinkle?

'Please... I was wrong... I won't do it again... stop... stop it!'

Periwinkle, barely twisting her body, tears streaming down, desperately pleading.

Looking closely, her wrists were bound by the shadows Siwoo always used as his main armament.

Simultaneously, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang in Eloa's ears.

'Why should I stop?'

It was completely different from the tone he showed Eloa when calling her Master, Master.

A rough voice mixed with rough breathing, as if faithful to instinct.

'I was wrong... for acting up... I said I was wrong....Kyak! Kyaak! Kyaak!'

Periwinkle, continuously screaming, shook her head side to side in resistance.

Eloa couldn't comprehend the current situation at all.

The person whose senses were being shared was definitely Siwoo.

The location also seemed to be a hotel not far from this area.

But the Siwoo Eloa remembered was always a gentle, kind, good man.

He wasn't the kind of person to treat a woman like an object and handle her recklessly.

She had to go save him.

Something had gone terribly, terribly wrong.Perhaps some trick left behind by Ea was belatedly ruining him.

Eloa already firmly believed in Siwoo, so she didn't think he would do such a thing of his own volition.

Taking out the 'Park Young's Talisman' to avoid the gazes of those around her, she stomped the ground.

Her destination was the hotel where Siwoo was violating Periwinkle.

With a single jump covering hundreds of meters, Eloa landed on the railing of a nearby building and nearly slipped.

Because she had witnessed an utterly shocking scene.

'You look like you're having a hard time?'

'I, I... can't take it... it's too much... stop... let me rest just a little... please...'

'Then I'll do it in your other hole.'

'Tha, that one too.... we've already done it too much... haaaah...!'

Siwoo's thick hand, which had been continuously spanking Periwinkle's buttocks, spread her back hole wide open.

His large cock, pushed in squelchingly, entered her swollen back hole, which was full of signs of inflammation from frequent friction.

"Ah...."

It was something far beyond Eloa's common sense.

The massive member that pushed its way into Periwinkle's gaping anus moved back and forth as if they were having sex.

'Kyaaaah...! Aah! Stop...! Please... I think I'm going to die....!'

'I'll cum in your back hole. Squeeze tight.'

The sight of Periwinkle screaming and suffering in agony, and Siwoo's palm spanking her buttocks again, indifferent to her plight.

Was he putting something in her anus right now?

Then, was that cum that flowed from her twitching back hole when she first saw it?

She felt a dizzying vertigo.

Men and women mixing their bodies is the way of nature.

Although Eloa, a rigid Orthodox Witch, had never taken particular interest, countless witches in reality do mix their bodies with human men.

But to insert a male member into a hole so embarrassing it's hard to even mention...

She had never heard or seen such a thing.

Eloa was convinced.

The current Siwoo was not in his right mind.

A witch in her right mind would never permit such an act, so the scene reflected in one of Eloa's eyes was clearly a rape scene.

Even if there was no way to know how Siwoo, who (if one had to classify him) was around the 15th Hierarchy, could subdue Periwinkle of the 20th Hierarchy, if left like this, Siwoo, who had lost his reason, might become a public enemy.

She had to protect Siwoo.

Even if it meant kneeling before Periwinkle and bowing her head, she had to explain Siwoo's condition.

Without another word, Eloa gathered all her magic power and rushed towards where Siwoo was.

Myeongdong and Gwanghwamun aren't that far apart.

She could arrive in about 3 minutes.

Magic of a Contract, as powerful as its effects are, always comes with a price and conditions.

Just as the activation of the Light of Truth ends with blindness, and physical enhancement requires sleep as its price.

Similarly, the Guardian's Contract, once activated, lasted until the original contract, 'the situation where Tiferet can protect Shin Siwoo,' was fulfilled.

Therefore, Eloa had no choice but to run with one eye capturing the horrific scene of rape and the other the scenery of downtown Seoul.

Just as Eloa, having arrived in front of the hotel, bent her knees and was about to leap into the 51st floor in one go.

She saw that Siwoo, who had already finished ejaculating, was having a conversation with Periwinkle.

'Haa... haa.... I think I've really gone crazy....'

As Siwoo's body, having finished ejaculating deep inside Periwinkle's back hole, collapsed on top of Periwinkle, Periwinkle reached back and stroked the head of Siwoo, who was lying on her back.

With a look of utter satisfaction and affection.

"?????"

Eloa could only stiffen for a different reason.

Clearly, it had been rape until just a moment ago, but Periwinkle, looking at Siwoo affectionately as if they were lovers right after the rape ended.

Not a trace remained of Periwinkle, who had been the rape victim until just a while ago.

She was the one who had been crying and begging just moments ago.

Why suddenly?

'My butt is so sore... even though I said you could hit me as much as you wanted... I won't be able to wear a bikini for a while.'

'Isn't this all because of you, Periwinkle? I clearly told you it was dangerous if you kept making me smell your body scent...'

'Mo, more... smell it more... I said you can be rougher, right?'

Siwoo, trying to pull away as if perplexed, and Periwinkle, spinning her body to wrap her arms around his neck.

Periwinkle kept trying to press the top of her head right up against Siwoo's nose.

'It's not an everyday thing to be able to do it with a man like you, right? I have to get my fill before leaving Korea, mwah....'

The initiative in their whispering conversation clearly lay with Periwinkle.

And rather, as if wanting more, she kissed Siwoo.

Eloa blinked her eyes and struggled to restart her frozen thoughts.

So, the perverted and sadistic sexual acts until now had been part of a series of consensual acts?

She could reach that conclusion quickly, but another question arose.

But why on earth?

Siwoo's breathing grew rough as he kissed Periwinkle and took in another deep whiff of her body scent.

As if training a disobedient puppy, he grabbed Periwinkle's neck and pressed down.

'I really can't...'

'Keheuk... Ca, can you speak informally to me? A bit more forcefully.... Swear! You can mix in swears too...!'

Periwinkle, her eyes sparkling as if delighted even while receiving such treatment.

Eloa was engulfed in shock upon hearing the line "Spread your pussy, you bitch" from Siwoo's mouth, who had always spoken kindly to her.

Eloa staggered around like a patient with low blood pressure.

She could roughly guess the situation.

For Eloa, who had assumed the worst, it was a somewhat relieving outcome.

Although Eloa holds a fairly chaste view of sexuality, she isn't so narrow-minded as to interfere in the romantic relationships of a grown man like Siwoo.

She didn't think she had the right to do so in the first place.

However, the reason Eloa couldn't compose herself now was different.

"I wish I could stop watching now..."

Let me say it again: once the Guardian's Contract is enacted, it lasts until the situation arises where Eloa can protect Siwoo.

Although the criteria are vague, it probably won't be released until she meets Siwoo.

But Siwoo is now...

Doing that.

The thought of intervening never crossed her mind.In other words, until Siwoo finishes all that, half of her vision must be filled with scenes of rough intercourse.

"........"

Why does something like this keep happening whenever it involves Siwoo...

Eloa’s face fell.

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