City of Witches Chapter 281

Ea Sadalmelik.

Even among the Exiles, she was notoriously infamous, and she was defeated by Amelia.

Afterward, she was revived through the Cocoon of Rebirth at the cost of becoming the 15th Hierarchy.

In a state where she could barely activate her Autonomous Defense, she encountered Siwoo in his awakened state, was defeated again, had her Magic stolen, and ultimately fell to the 13th Hierarchy.

Dragging her tattered body, she returned to the Mortal Realm.

The news of Ea's return could hardly be a trivial comfort, given the obituary that had spread about her after all her rampant atrocities.

As soon as rumors spread that Ea had died, the workshops and financial channels she had set up around the world were attacked.

The assets she had hidden were also thoroughly plundered through every conceivable means, as if the funds had already been tracked from the start.

Hyenas had swarmed the treasure troves that people had knowingly turned a blind eye to out of fear of Sadalmelik's retaliation.

But there was nowhere to complain.

In fact, it was fortunate that she was believed to be dead.

Ea, who had accumulated only enemies rather than friends or allies, was hostile to numerous public enemies, and if news spread that the fallen "Witch of Aquarius," now the 13th Hierarchy, was alive, even Witches who normally wouldn't dare to meet her eyes would become desperate to capture her.

In an environment surrounded by enemies on all sides, Ea's bold ambition to hunt Homunculi, accumulate research materials, and then attack Apprentice Witches or Minor Witches to restore her Hierarchy was thwarted when she fell into the clutches of the Witch of Desire, "Bianca Bellili."

"You're really cute. You were cute before, but you're even cuter these days."

"......"

Bianca gently stroked Ea's head, which was twisted in humiliation as she knelt.

Her attitude was as if she were coaxing a cute dog.

No one could have predicted that Ea, who had terrified countless Exiles and secured her place among various public enemies through sheer skill alone, would end up wearing such a ridiculous maid outfit.

The custom-made maid uniform crafted for her, despite its high quality and fine materials, represented the pinnacle of vulgar design.

A skirt so short it couldn't even properly cover her pubic area, let alone her thighs, and an open corset that blatantly exposed and emphasized her chest.

And the cat-shaped headdress perched on her head.

There wasn't even any panties to cover between her legs.

The sparse pubic hair had been shamefully removed, leaving her smooth, pale Boji constantly exposed, always ready to satisfy Bianca's desires.

Though her shoulders trembled with the humiliation she couldn't get used to even after months, the sharp, venomous light no longer shone in Ea's eyes as it once did.

She already knew it in her head.

That the only reason Ea could keep her life was because Bianca was hiding her.

That the moment she stepped outside Bianca's dubious protection, a reality several times more horrarious awaited her.

For now, there was no other way but to endure humiliation and bide her time as Bianca's obedient sex toy.

But it's impossible for one's heart and actions to always align.

"Why that expression? I've dressed our weakened Ea in pretty clothes, let her sleep comfortably in bed, hidden her from other Witches, and even allowed her to eat whatever she wants."

"......"

Ea only hung her head and didn't answer.

Even though she had been thoroughly toyed with by Bianca for months, acting like an obedient dog toward Bianca, with whom she had a poor relationship in the past, was something her pride simply couldn't tolerate.

To be precise, it was only that Ea had unilaterally ignored Bianca, who had fervently pursued her.

"This won't do."

Bianca let out a deep sigh and then gave Ea a light push.

Just that was enough for Ea to lose her balance and collapse with a thud.

The frilly-decorated cat-shaped headdress on Ea's head was no ordinary item.

It was a modified version of the headband-shaped "Ring of Subjugation," a Ceremonial Artifact that seals the use of magic power, suppresses physical abilities to their limits, and ensures the execution of the owner's commands.

For Bianca, who could freely handle all kinds of Artifacts and Ceremonial Artifacts, changing the appearance of an Artifact was nothing.

Of course, if she had even a shred of Autonomous Defense left, it would have been a restraint she could easily resist, but Ea was now the 13th Hierarchy.

In the end, Ea, weakened to the point where she couldn't even hold a cup properly on her own, had no choice but to lie sprawled on her back, fully exposing her pubic area.

"This won't do, this won't do."

"Hmph... Hic...!"

Bianca lifted her foot, smooth and without a single hair, and pressed it firmly against Ea's Boji.

As skillfully as if using her hand, she gently rubbed the thickly protruding Clitoris, stimulating her senses.

Ea tried to grab her ankle and stop the caress, but Bianca, without even a flicker of a smile on her face, continued as she pleased.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

"That bitch with no manners has turned into a squirming worm like this... It's unbearably cute."

As Bianca's foot moved faster, Ea's breathing grew heavier.

The wet sounds grew louder, and stains gradually spread across the red carpet.

"Ugh...! M-Mistress... p-please stop..."

Even Ea, who had tried to endure and endure, finally broke her stubbornness.

Though she had suffered countless humiliations and indignities, coming from just a foot was something her pride couldn't tolerate.

She called her "Mistress" as commanded and pleaded, but Bianca didn't stop.

Instead, as if to chastise Ea for her disrespect, she began an astonishing act.

"Wait and see."

"Ugh...! Hic...!"

She began twisting her foot into Ea's soaking wet Boji.

Like squeezing into a narrow high-heeled shoe, she curled her toes and slowly pushed the tip of her foot inside.

"Is the shoe a bit small? It's not going in well. If I push my heel in, it'll get all crumpled."

"Mistress! Mistress...! I-I'm sorry! I-I was wrong...!"

Even though Bianca was smaller in both height and build compared to Ea, it wasn't to the extent of forcing her foot in there.

Overwhelmed by the pain and fear of her genitals creaking as if her bones would shatter, Ea frantically pleaded.

Bianca, who had been savoring Ea's slippery inner flesh with her foot, looked at Ea, who was on the verge of tears, and slowly pulled her foot out.

"Good, I'm generous."

Then, with her foot drenched in love juice, she began slowly stepping on Ea's face.

She didn't put her full weight on it.

But having her face pressed down firmly by a bare foot soaked in her own fluids brought an unbearable humiliation.

"Lick it. Clean it up."

"...I understand..."However, Ea, having just tasted that ferocious threat, had no mind left to defy Bianca.

The informal speech she used now, the glimpse of Ea's former arrogance she wanted to taste—it was all just Bianca's demand.

Ea could no longer muster the courage to oppose her.

And rightly so, for Bianca was already a Great Witch who had reached the 22nd hierarchy.

Even in her prime, Ea could not have recklessly picked a fight with such a formidable and troublesome opponent.

Ea carefully extended her tongue and began diligently cleaning Bianca's sole, lick by lick.

From Bianca's eyes as she watched this, hot intensity dripped down.

It was, without a doubt, a carnal desire to violate Ea.

By the time Ea had cleaned the foot thoroughly, Bianca had sat back down on the floor.

Of course, she didn't just sit; she made Ea rise and buried her face between her legs to receive cunnilingus service.

"So, you had a bit of a dissatisfied look after hearing the meeting details. Is there something you're curious about?"

"One thing... slurp... there is..."

"Alright, ask away."

"Is it... really necessary for you to step forward? If you're not there... I'd be in danger too."

Until now, Bianca had been in contact with the Witch of Whispers without any reservations.

She had been able to watch, via a Remote Scrying Orb, everything from the Cowardly Witch designing her plan to the scene of her ultimately failing to achieve her wish and dying, and had received various other pieces of information as well.

However, even after witnessing the entire process, what Ea couldn't understand was why on earth Bianca had taken the lead.

If they just waited patiently with time, the matter would resolve itself.

Whether Keter truly couldn't move or not, a mad witch like the Cowardly Witch would have appeared to confirm it.

"Aha? Our Ea was worried about me? How commendable... Hahm...!"

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..."

Ea, who had been diligently licking Bianca's vulva as if it were coated in butter, found her breath cut off.

Because Bianca, sensing the precursor to her climax, wrapped one leg around the back of Ea's head and tightened her thighs.

"More! More! More! Haaah...!"

Bianca reached her climax, and thanks to that, Ea received the gushing honeyed fluid all over her face.

Ea, her face completely messed up with love juice, barely managed to extricate herself from between the legs and gasped for breath.

For this damnably weakened body, even this level of torment was burdensome.

Anyway, putting aside all these various humiliations, in Ea's opinion, Bianca's actions were too bold.

She could understand engaging in conversation with the Witch of Whispers.

But the actions Bianca had shown so far seemed as if she wholly trusted Lilith.

She had supported Lilith, who was inciting the Cowardly Witch, even handing over Dagon's Flute, and this time, trusting her words, she was volunteering to take on the role for the second experiment.

"...Why on earth are you doing this?"

Bianca, panting, pulled Ea onto the bed and wrapped her limbs around every part of Ea's body like a mating mantis.

"You said the Witch of Whispers... is not someone to be trusted."

"Ahh, absolutely not to be trusted. But I understand Lilith's way of existence a bit more than others."

Bianca pulled Ea into an even tighter embrace and meticulously licked Ea's face, now covered in love juice.

Beside Ea, who was grimacing with discomfort, Bianca began to readily lay out her thoughts.

"Lilith exists solely for chaos. In a way, she's the exact opposite of Keter. She loves causing confusion, twisting things that are going well, and making a complete mess."

"What does that have to do with anything? It doesn't change the fact that it's dangerous."

"Huhu, if Keter were still robust, the Witch of Whispers wouldn't have moved either.

The fact that she's stirring things up like this and preparing to make a mess means that, in Lilith's judgment, it's a situation ripe for some fun mischief. A picture where Keter alone cleans everything up and returns, like before, is really boring and no fun, right?"

Lilith is a hedonist and a scriptwriter.

She is one who rejoices in the fervor that rises amidst the chaos while everyone dances in the crucible of confusion due to her words and actions.

Would such a Lilith have prepared all this just to watch the public enemies who suddenly rose up get slaughtered by Keter?

Absolutely not.

Lilith's way of existence has many similarities to her own.

In a sense, they are similar beings, understanding each other's thoughts.

That might be why they've maintained such a long relationship.

Thinking that, Bianca stroked Ea's hair, strand by strand.

"Does it make a bit more sense now?"

"E-even so... the risk is too great compared to the reward to move that much."

"Yeah, you're right. You're absolutely correct."

But Ea, seemingly still unconvinced, raised another objection.

Though, admittedly, the materials she had demanded from the other three witches were trivial things, hardly worth risking one's life for.

"I've already received my gift. Want to see it too?"

As Bianca opened her palm, a beautiful single lotus bloomed upon it.

Each petal, shimmering faintly as if made of crystal... its identity was...

Something Ea was also intimately familiar with.

Because she had been watching everything that happened in Seoul through a Remote Scrying Orb right beside Bianca.

The lotus that the Cowardly Witch tried to protect while burning her last life—though much smaller in size, there was no mistaking that mysterious form.

"It's an item Lilith snatched away the moment the Cowardly Witch completed the altar's ritual. Along with being the reward for this job."

"How can that be? Then what Tiferet cut down was..."

"That was a replica I made in advance."

Even for the bold Ea, she was left speechless.

The Cowardly Witch had thrown away her life to protect something utterly useless until the very end.

"Personally, I would have liked to see the scene where Tiferet and the Cowardly Witch join hands and carry out a massacre, only to realize that their sin was utterly meaningless. A bit disappointing. Of course, the desperate and tragic play of her struggling to the end to protect trash was also worth watching."

Seeing Bianca lick her lips as if thrilled by the mere thought, Ea felt a chill run down her spine.

Because in her figure, devouring another's ruin and despair merely for amusement, Ea sensed a profound distortion.

"Why are you making such a disgusted face? I did it for you."

"For... me?""Yes, the 'lotus' created by the Cowardly Witch revives the dead.

That is, a Ceremonial Artifact that twists the natural order to alter the past. Even your hopelessly broken 'Ain' can be restored through this. You can return not as the obedient dog Ea, but as the Witch of Aquarius, Ea Sadalmelik."

"Ah... ahh..."

Unconsciously, Ea reaches out for the lotus, but before her hand can touch it, the lotus vanishes like a mirage.

"No, no. I feel your loyalty is still insufficient for me to bestow such grace."

"I-I'll be loyal...! I'll be your obedient dog...! Please, please have mercy..."

Ea frantically kneels before Bianca, lying prostrate, and eagerly sucks on her outstretched fingers.

Though Bianca had once promised to restore her Magic, Ea had thought it an empty vow.

But now, hope lies there.

She can return.

Not to this wretched life of suffocating survival, but to the glorious days when she could crush her enemies and laugh in their faces.

Bianca smiles, tickled by Ea's fawning.

"Good. If you continue to obey, I'll give you a 'reward.' Once you realize my affection for you is genuine, you'll abandon your deceit and submit to me completely."

"Of course, yes. I'm already submitting...!"

"Then? Will you show me with your body?"

Watching Ea scramble between her legs, Bianca smiles with satisfaction.

An opportunity to nurture Ea's obedience has finally arisen.

Perhaps she can leisurely decide who will take the stage in this next game.

"Slurp... sluuurp...!"

"Haa... haa..."

A wonderful inspiration strikes.

That man who dared to take Ea's virginity and exploit her Magic.

She'll dismantle that trash—a fake Witch with no lineage or foundation, merely possessing a Brand.

Wouldn't Ea be moved by that?

Wouldn't she come to truly believe in and follow Bianca?

The moment Ea stakes all her remaining hope and faith on Bianca and submits completely—

What expression would Ea make if Bianca shattered the lotus right before her eyes?

Such thoughts slowly blur, fading under the heat of Ea's fervent caresses.

For now, it was simply time to savor Ea's body.