City of Witches Chapter 28

The situation is dizzying.

Before my eyes, a surging wall of flame undulates, and beyond it, Fyodor or Larissa is aiming a pistol.

But since childhood, Siwoo's concentration has been beyond imagination.

The moment he gathers all his consciousness in one place, all the surrounding commotion subsides.

Like sinking into the depths of the sea, all agitation and noise are merely submerged in the muffled sound of the Unconscious waters.

From Siwoo's quick calculations, the amount of Magic Power generated by mere masturbation would be insufficient.

Therefore, the chosen method is to use Amelia as material for arousal.

Because the amount of Magic Power generated by an erection is proportional to the degree of sexual excitement.

Amelia is beautiful.

Golden hair more abundant than curtains swaying in the spring breeze,

Lips as moist as if drenched and passed over by a summer downpour, pupils as blue as if containing the autumn sky,

Skin as white as a winter snowfield spread out.

No painter from Gehenna, no matter how skilled, could properly depict her.

One would only feel the limits of humanity before such God-given beauty.

Amelia's naked body would be enough to excite Siwoo.

While this wall of flame obscures their vision, he explores Amelia's body at the speed of light.

He feels a bit sorry for Amelia, but this is all being done for both their survival.

"Wow..."

As Siwoo grabs the hem of the dress and lifts it up, Amelia's semi-nude form is revealed to his eyes.

First, the lower half.

On Amelia's lower abdomen, spread out whiter than a snowy plain, is a pink tattoo.

This is the Witch's Brand engraved over the Womb.

As seen today, Amelia's panties barely covered her Boji.

Therefore, the beautifully drawn heart-shaped Brand peeked out slightly above the panty line.

This is the location of Amelia's little treasure.

Unfortunately, in this urgent situation, there's no time to remove her panties.

Since he was holding her up with one arm from the start, seeing more would take too much time.

Siwoo's eyes crawled up from Amelia's soft belly.

Past the cute navel placed in the center of her slender waist, arriving at the upper body.

Amelia's small, rising and falling breasts are tenderly enveloped in mature black lingerie.

Breasts so soft they would fit perfectly if covered by Siwoo's hand.

From thoroughly examining Amelia's body, which had never been seen by any other man, he even felt a sense of conquest.

"!"

After discovering something, he found himself staring intently at her left breast.

Had the Bra shifted position when she fell earlier?

One side of the Bra, which originally had barely enough fabric to cover just the areola, had slipped down, causing Amelia's nipple to peek out.

The sight of a soft nipple lightly resting on the Bra cup...

And the fact that the owner of that nipple was Amelia accelerated Siwoo's excitement.

The faint pink areola spread like crushed cherry blossoms over Amelia's plump breast mound, and the slightly darker nipple.

Would this be enough?

He checked the amount of Magic Power generated, but it fell far short of the target.

Originally, the Magic Power producible through an erection isn't very efficient.

Then, the next best plan.

He needed to increase the arousal level.

To do so, he puts his mouth to Amelia's breast and sucks.

His nose buries into her breast.

While unable to contain his astonishment that human skin could be this soft, the nipple rolls on his tongue.

The movement of the nipple, distorting this way and that each time his tongue touched it, was more wanton and lewd than Amelia's usual demeanor.

Plague, war, natural disasters.

The one single instinct that has guided humanity's future through any situation.

The name of that instinct to sow seed in a beautiful woman.

Sexual desire.

Siwoo's body answers the call of that ancient instinct.

Blood rushes.

Breath changing steeply like a hungry beast makes his entire body burn hotter than flames.

The momentum of the thing, erect to the point of painful hardness, is a full, raging erection.

Simultaneously, Siwoo felt the generation of an intense Magic Power he had never experienced before.

"Bloom!"

Siwoo removes his mouth from Amelia's breast, where he wanted to bury his nose forever, looks at the sky, and opens his palm.

-Ping!

The Wave of Magical Power shot rapidly into the sky undulates.

After quickly restoring Amelia's dress to its original state, the ornamental flame that had surrounded them and acted as a wall went out.

And silence flows.

The sound of someone coming up from the floor below could be heard.

Probably an innocent citizen of Gehenna who would move Amelia in Siwoo's place.

"Kehahaha, what can a slave bastard's Magic do."

As the flames that seemed ready to devour them immediately disappeared and nothing happened, Fyodor regained his courage.

"We don't need this bastard anymore."

"Wait and see!"

Finally, Fyodor, having snatched the pistol from Larissa, accurately aims at Siwoo's head and pulls the trigger.

-Bang!

A lead bullet, flying faster than the speed of sound along with a muffled roar, strikes Siwoo's forehead.

Something hit his forehead hard.

Scattering droplets of blood.

Siwoo's body slowly falls backward.

So this is death.

Is he going to watch his life flash before his eyes until the bullet tearing through his head pierces his brain?

Instinctively shielding Amelia as he fell to the floor, Siwoo felt something strange.

"Huh?"

Siwoo was alive.

And perfectly fine at that.

"Wh-what the?"

But more flustered than him was Fyodor.

Even with a pistol, it's not easy to miss at this distance.

He took a pistol bullet to the head and is blinking his eyes perfectly fine.

"Naughty children."

A relaxed voice rings out.

The Witch sitting perched on the bed, as if she had been there all along, is someone Siwoo knows well.

Chief Professor Sophia Avene.

The Magic Siwoo activated while sucking Amelia's breast was 'Skyboard', engraving characters in the sky.

A primitive method used by Witches to communicate over long distances.

Nowadays, it's not used due to security issues and poor Magic Power efficiency, but its effect was certain.

Because a Witch had immediately rushed to their urgent rescue request.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

-Bang! Bang! Bangbang!

Fyodor repeatedly pulls the trigger toward the suddenly appeared Witch.

Knowing he's a dead man anyway, he's probably resisting as much as he can.

And Siwoo realized how he had survived.The moment the bullet is fired from the barrel, it slows down enough to be visible to the naked eye.

By the time the bullet, now slowed to that degree, reaches Sophia's skin, it has turned into a snowflake.

Not as a metaphor, but literally a snowflake.

"Manager Siwoo, you worked hard. Thanks to you, I found the location right away."

This is a Witch.

An opponent who doesn't even feel the slightest sense of danger, let alone injury, despite being shot at indiscriminately with a pistol.

"I'm the one who should be thankful. Professor Avene."

"By the way, what a great idea. Using a 'Rune' there."

Unfortunately, due to the Skyboard's excessively poor magic power efficiency, only a single character could be drawn in the sky with the magic power Siwoo generated.

He couldn't write 'Help me', nor 'HELP', not even the universal common abbreviation 'SOS'.

Therefore, what Siwoo chose was 'Yul (ᛇ)'.

It is an essential character in any Circuit, no matter how simple.

Its role is a kind of emergency cutoff device that nullifies the action of magic power when it short-circuits in an unintended direction.

The situation was messed up and it was an emergency, so help.

He condensed this into a single Rune character and conveyed it to the Witches nearby.

"Fuck, aaaah!"

Fyodor, having fired all his pistol rounds, drew a knife with a half-desperate heart, let out a scream, and charged at Sophia.

Sophia's response to him was simple.

"How cute."

She merely stretched her hand forward and recited a single Incantation.

That alone turned Fyodor into a fish.

For reference, the species is mackerel.

-Flop flop flop

A mackerel with no particular features, no, Fyodor who had become a mackerel, flopped vigorously on the floor.

Its powerfully slapping tail hit the wooden floor, but nothing special happened.

"Since you dared to harm our Amelia. Suffocate slowly and die."

Sophia, who turned a person into a fish in one second, didn't even glance at Fyodor flopping hard on the floor and leisurely aimed her arm at Larissa.

Larissa had slumped to the floor, tightly closed her eyes, and was waiting for her end.

If Sophia uses Magic, would Larissa also become a fish like Fyodor?

"Professor!"

"Why? Sweetie?"

Siwoo reflexively grabbed Sophia.

Sophia, her gorgeous purple hair swishing, stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Siwoo.

As expected, all Witches are beauties that could topple nations.

If Amelia has an elegant beauty like a princess from somewhere, Sophia gives off a feeling of abundant, warm beauty one might sense from a goddess.

"I have a request."

"A request?"

"Yes, I know you care for Lady Amelia."

"That's right."

"I demand compensation for that."

"You want to be praised for saving Amelia? Okay, don't worry. I'll praise you as much as you want."

Sophia says, puffing out her chest as if to say don't worry.

"First, let's finish this..."

"I want to receive compensation right now."

Sophia looked at Siwoo with an uncomprehending gaze.

If Shin Siwoo were a simple opportunist, he wouldn't have refused a Witch's nighttime service.

Considering the timing of him wanting compensation...

"Don't tell me, spare her?"

Siwoo, without avoiding Sophia's gaze, said.

"Yes."

The eyes of Larissa, who had prepared for death, widen in shock.

He knows it's an absurd action himself.

To ask to spare the life of someone who threatened his own.

It's on a different level from forgiving a scammer.

And he could understand Larissa's actions a little.

Even if she tried to seize freedom by the wrong method, if you trace the cause, it lies with the Witch who created this city.

Letting Sophia kill Larissa here would only be following the distortion of this city.

Moreover, didn't Larissa try to spare Siwoo until the very end?

Surprisingly obediently, Sophia nodded.

Furthermore, she even wore a faint smile as if she'd seen something fascinating.

It was a soft expression that felt benevolent.

"Alright, if you want more, tell me in detail."

Siwoo stated his wish.

"Considering her actions, punishment is deserved. But I don't want her life taken."

"Received. But as a Baroness, I can't overlook this, so I'll hand her over to the City Hall."

"What happens if handed over to City Hall?"

"Since it seems like what you want, I'll make sure she doesn't get a death sentence. Still, her property will be confiscated and she'll become a slave, right? That woman is pretty, so she'll probably be sold to a brothel."

"I see."

Becoming a slave isn't a good thing, but isn't it still better than dying?

"You're quite a unique kid. Don't you want anything more?"

"I'll tell you after the situation is sorted out first."

"Alright, it's a bit chaotic here."

Sophia also aimed her hand at the mackerel, its gills flapping as it suffocated.

"Don't kill this one either?"

Even for Siwoo, that was a no.

"No, leave him as is."

Sophia grabbed the mackerel's tail and lifted it.

"I should give it to the cats as a snack when I get home."

It was a chilling statement, but he forced himself to ignore it.

Author's Note (Author's Afterword)

Amelia != Portable Mana Battery