City of Witches Chapter 393

At the Busan Yeongdo Shipyard, a super-large container ship, assembled within the dry dock and awaiting its launch, lies moored.

Length: 400M, Height: 35M, Width: 62M, with a capacity to load over 23,000 twenty-foot containers.

This container ship, the world's largest, which hasn't even undergone its naming ceremony yet, was carrying the hopes of bringing a new renaissance to Korea's declining shipbuilding industry.

The place where Bianca brought Takasho was inside the cargo hold of the container ship.

As the construction was not yet complete, no containers were loaded, and the interior, with its exposed guide rails, resembled a vast forest made entirely of steel.

For a party, timing and location are crucial.

Just by looking at the selection of participants and venue, one can glimpse the host's taste.

In that sense, Bianca was pleased with her choice.

A dance of life and death unfolding amidst the dense framework like fish bones.

How could it not be splendid?

"Hmm, hmm~"

Bianca busily moved around the ship, finishing up the decorations to make them look plausible before Takasho woke up.

However, to prevent it from being overly bleak and to add a suitably dramatic flair, Bianca made a few interior adjustments and then stood before Takasho, who was bound and hanging from a chain that happened to be lying around.

"Ugh, ugh... Where is this...?"

"A line straight out of a textbook."

About an hour had passed since she knocked him unconscious with Magic.

Bianca smiled at Takasho, who had just opened his eyes and was looking around.

He looked around, saw his own body clad only in underwear, and finally looked at Bianca.

What kind of reaction would he show?

Bianca watched Takasho with an excited heart.

The rather handsome Japanese man suddenly began to wail.

"Witch...! Since my youth, I've smoked and worked at a Host Bar, drinking alcohol by the bucketful, so my liver is trash...!"

Bianca deflated and snorted through her nose.

It was a truly uninteresting, foolish-sounding line.

Given how perceptive he was, she thought he'd start trembling the moment he woke up.

"Please, let me go! I won't tell anyone what happened here and will cherish it as a precious memory for life!"

"And then?"

"Yes! If that's not it, and you wanted a companion for a lonely drinking session, then I, Mimaya Takasho, volunteer! I will serve you with all my passion and sincerity so that you, Witch, never feel a moment of boredom!"

"You're quite skilled at self-promotion."

"Shouldn't one prove their own worth?"

Bianca tilted her head.

She was impressed, albeit a bit belatedly.

Shin Siwoo's friend, this Japanese man, knew Bianca was a public enemy.

He was the perceptive friend who had guessed it based on intuition alone when they met in the hotel room.

Seeing this situation, that suspicion must have solidified into certainty, yet he brazenly wagged his tongue.

He drew interest with fuss, exaggeration, and witty remarks inappropriate for the situation.

A cunning survival strategy only the weak, precisely because they are weak, can employ.

"You're an interesting friend."

"I only strive for the Witch's smile!"

Takasho looked at Bianca with sparkling eyes, as if he would crawl over to lick her shoes if she just untied him.

To him, she spoke as if subtly offering hope.

"Do you want to live?"

"Witch, I'm not sure what you mean."

"You already figured it out, didn't you? That I'm not actually a kind fairy."

"Haha, don't joke. It doesn't make sense for someone with the noble dignity you possess, Witch, to be a bad Witch."

"Look at this guy?"

Not only cunning but also bold, making Bianca like him even more.

If she was going to have a toy to play with, wouldn't a fresher one be better?

His face, which had been smiling broadly and amiably,

froze along with a single name.

"Shin Siwoo."

"...Yes?"

"You're Shin Siwoo's friend, right? You know where he is?"

Rising body temperature.

Tightly stiffening corners of the mouth and constricting pupils.

A tongue reflexively licking dry lips and eyes darting left and right upward.

Classic reactions of a person feeling confusion.

Bianca looked at Takasho with the eyes of a snake observing its prey.

"I'd be very happy if you knew his location."

In truth, Bianca already knew his whereabouts.

Not just his location.

She knew quite well who the first witch with a dick and the witches deeply connected to him were, which among them were dangerous, and what their interpersonal relationships were like.

Social connections, appearance, personality, circumstances, combat power—she knew them all fairly well.

That's why she decided Duke Tiferet was the most dangerous, used Ea as bait to isolate him, and set her plan in motion.

If other witches cooperated, she could withdraw midway, but if Duke Tiferet got involved, the danger level would skyrocket.

Anyway, the unchanging fact was that Bianca had no real need to pry his location from Takasho.

This was purely for amusement, a wind-up to extract footage that would make a kind-hearted, warm young man's eyes roll back.

"I think you might be mistaken about something... Who is Shin Siwoo? By the way, you said at the hotel you were a Witch who grants people's desires."

Bianca liked Takasho a bit more for deflecting the question.

Common sense would have told him long ago that he wasn't the target in this situation.

He must have sensed Bianca's danger long ago.

Yet he calmly told a lie.

Even though the price of that lie could be death.

"Is that so?"

Along with Bianca's smile, the sound of a dry branch snapping was heard.

"......!"

Simultaneously, one of Takasho's fingers, bound behind his back, twisted at a bizarre angle.

Hands are more delicate and thus more sensitive than other body parts.

At the sharp pain as if struck by a hammer, Takasho's eyes widened in shock, and the chains rattled.

"You know Shin Siwoo, right?"

Only then did the smile completely vanish from Takasho's expression.

"......"

"Suddenly gone quiet. I don't like boring men."

-Snap snap snap

"Kuuoooooooh!!!!"

The consecutive sounds of living bones breaking.

Not clean fractures or dislocations.

This was finger-breaking with exquisite arrangement to inflict the maximum possible pain.

Even Takasho, who had tried to keep his mouth shut, screamed, spraying saliva with a grotesque expression.

"He's... my friend! Yes! Why! What business do you have with him!"

"See, honesty is good. Now tell me his location, just where he usually stays. Easy, right?"

"What will you do if I tell you?"

"Catch him and make him a lab animal, of course. He's a rare, precious sample."As expected of the question, Takasho's eyes squeezed shut.

After maintaining silence for a long while, Takasho let out a sigh and muttered in a fierce tone.

"Hah... Damn it, that bitch Amelia has one hell of a rough fate."

What surprised Bianca wasn't just that Takasho had sworn.

In this situation, he was thoroughly the subordinate.

It wasn't a simple superior-subordinate relationship based on gains and losses, but a hierarchical relationship where life and death were at stake.

As someone who rose to power by sucking up to the Witches' asses in Gehenna, he should know that fact better than anyone.

In such a situation, the meaning of his swearing was clear.

An expression of will that he wouldn't talk even if it meant losing his life.

But I understand.

Only four fingers have been broken so far.

"Aha, is it that samurai spirit thing? I get it. If you spill the beans here right away, it wouldn't look cool, would it? Can't sell out a friend! Just kill me instead! How many chances do you get in life to deliver a line like that?"

Bianca continued while stroking Takasho's cheek.

"So I'll torture you just enough so you won't die, to save you the embarrassment. Enough to give yourself an excuse too."

Takasho's body was trembling uncontrollably.

Even if he's prepared for death, can he truly be unafraid of pain?

How far can he endure fear for a mere friend, not even a lover?

"Just be honest with me. Wouldn't it be nice if we both went about this comfortably? If you help us catch Shin Siwoo, I'll let you go."

"Hey. Lady."

"……"

A crack appeared in Bianca's smile as she sweetly coaxed Takasho.

"Do you think Mimaya Takasho, a man from Hokkaido, would sell out a friend?"

"……"

"Come on, let's just cut the crap and have some fun. Aren't you the good fairy who fulfills people's desires! Let me have some sex! Show me your Boji! My dick might be smaller than Siwoo's, but my technique is better!"

Seeing his insolent smile and defiant attitude, she couldn't help but let out a hollow laugh.

"Do you want to die?"

"Aren't you itching to kidnap a man too, Witch? Let's be honest with each other. You seem to like bondage play, so hurry up and untie me and take off your panties. I'll send you to the peak of Mount Fuji."

"Ahaha!"

Bianca laughed.

The moment she stated her reason for kidnapping him, the moment she suggested he sell out his friend, Takasho suddenly lashed out.

He couldn't possibly not know that acting like this would prevent him from keeping his life.

On the contrary, he was trying to provoke Bianca's anger to prevent himself from enduring harsh torture and spilling his location.

So that Bianca, unable to tolerate his insolent behavior, would finish him off in one go.

He was prepared for death.

Although his actions were meaningless, she acknowledged his spirit.

"That's a very cute way of speaking."

"Huhk...!"

Bianca's hand plunged between Takasho's legs.

Lewdly fondling and teasing his member.

"Now you finally understand my feelings. Won't you untie this too, pleaaase...!"

"Don't try to act too tough."

His attempt was excellent.

Even Bianca, who knew all the facts, felt a simmering anger rising from the provocation.

Takasho's chattering mouth was Sealed.

Bianca's white hand had firmly grasped one of his testicles.

"Hey, hey, Witch, you're joking... right?"

Takasho's face turned pale white.

Because he realized what Bianca was targeting.

The method that delivers the greatest fear and pain to a man.

Bianca knew it well.

"Let's see... I'll crush the smaller one. Don't die, okay?"

"Gyaaaaaah...!"

A scream incomparable to when his fingers were broken echoed through the cargo hold of the container ship.

Even while hearing the terrible scream, Bianca's smile didn't falter in the slightest.

"Uweeeek...! Eek...! Uweeeek!"

Flowing tears and snot, and vomit from the gut-wrenching pain.

Takasho's body repeated convulsions and stiffness before finally going limp.

"This should be enough, right?"

Bianca took out a handkerchief and dabbed away the gastric fluid around Takasho's mouth.

His body was trembling like an aspen leaf.

"Will you tell me where Shin Siwoo is now?"

"Keh... kehkehkeh... Kehahaha...!"

Bianca was startled by the sudden burst of maniacal laughter.

A laugh that squeezed the lungs, as if forcibly pushing down the fear that was creeping up.

The reaction of laughing like a madman wasn't among any of the scenarios Bianca had anticipated.

"Kkeuk... I'll tell you... I'll tell you... Come here..."

"Go on, recite it."

A man who, in less than five minutes of being captured, had four fingers crushed and one testicle shattered.

An insignificant being that vanishes like dust after growing old and sick.

A face ruined by all kinds of bodily fluids.

"Lady, my friendship is much heavier than one testicle..."

"……"

"...So, stop this dogshit and just kill me."

Even with a trembling body and eyes filled with anxiety, even in such a wretched state.

He did not compromise.

"My heart just ached a little."

"……"

As if his strength had run out after uttering those words, a sharp whip flew towards Takasho's limp body.

-Whoosh!

"Gyaaaaaah...!"

Takasho's body shook violently from the whip that lightly tore his flesh.

It was an excessive reaction for just one whip strike.

"This is a worthless Artifact called the 'Whip of Penance.' It makes the person struck feel the greatest pain they've ever experienced in their life, or so they say?"

"Huff...! Huff...! Huff...!"

-Whoosh!

"—————-!!!!"

"I'll applaud your courage and nobility. Let's see how long you can hold out?"

Lips turning purple from cyanosis, blood vessels in the eyes bursting and turning the whites red, overwhelming pain that cracks clenched molars.

Even while feeling such pain, Takasho did not open his mouth.

That's right.

He did not open his mouth.

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This is fan art provided by Amelphiphoa..!!!

Amelia wearing a bikini, no less!

The beautiful pose moistens my heart

Thank you very, very much! I'll upload the original to the fan art Gallery!!

Author's Note (Author's Review)

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