Chapter 166

Chapter 164 – Behemoth – 1

“Helga.”

I tightly grabbed Helga’s wrist as she tried to pull off the sticker attached to her nipple. Helga flinched, looking up at me with dazed eyes. Huff, huff breaths escaped her lips.

“Y-yes… Captain…”

Maybe interpreting my actions in her own way, she slowly leaned forward. Her pelvis and sides twisted enticingly. The amount of droplets on her neck and collarbone increased significantly.

Her other wrist was tugged toward me. I crossed her wrists, overlapping them, and held the intersection firmly with my left hand. Helga relinquished her wrists to me without any resistance.

I raised my left hand. Naturally, Helga’s arms lifted along with it. As her forearm brushed against her side, her breast jigged slightly.

With her arms raised in a victory pose, I pressed the back of her hands against her neck. Her armpits were fully exposed, and the sticker on her nipple accentuated her chest’s prominence.

Our distance was narrowing to the point where Helga’s chest was almost touching mine. I gazed into her dazed eyes and slowly stepped forward.

Helga stumbled backward in response. Before long, her butt touched the hallway window. Looking up at me with her eyes filled with desperation, it seemed she could think of nothing else.

With my left hand firmly gripping her neck, I pulled her into an embrace, letting her head rest near my shoulder. Helga willingly buried her face into my shoulder.

Restricting her gaze in another direction, I reached for the curtain behind us.

“Captain, hurry…”

With her face buried in my shoulder and catching her breath, Helga urged me in a flustered voice. I nodded and twisted the curtain into a rope-like form.

Then, I began to bind Helga’s arms with the curtains.

After twisting the point where her wrists crossed vertically once, I maneuvered it past her elbows, around her armpit, and crossed over her upper chest before passing through the opposite armpit, wrapping around the inside of her elbow again and going behind her neck.

Helga didn’t flinch despite me binding her arms. Instead, she took the opportunity to press her lips closer. I slightly tugged on her wrists to create distance.

Finally, I twisted the curtain horizontally twice at the point where her wrists crossed, and while she desperately tried to lean in for a kiss, I pulled the curtain tightly to complete the knot.

“…Huh?”

A puzzled sound escaped Helga’s mouth as her wrists, shoulders, and elbows were tied up. Realizing the situation, she began to struggle, but without a solid base to push against and in a position that made using her arms difficult, the curtain didn’t budge.

Even if she hung onto the curtain, her weight wouldn’t make it easy to detach it. How could she shake off such thick curtains that could darken the hallway despite it being bright outside?

If she could exert full force, it might be possible. But no matter how much Helga struggled, releasing the knot would be quite difficult given her current heat and position.

As she twisted this way and that, her prominently accentuated breasts jiggled in every direction. It was an incredibly provocative sight, with just a sticker covering her nipple.

“Hah… hah…”

Helga struggled to loosen the knot, letting out lewd moans. With half-tears in her eyes, she looked at me. Her thighs twisted together and her body was glistening with sweat.

“Captain… If you have a preference for tying me up like this, you should have told me in advance…”

It seemed she still wasn’t completely in her right mind. I sighed deeply and stepped back.

“Just hold on a little. I’ll make you come to your senses. If you go any further, you won’t be able to see my face again.”

“Huh? W-wait, Captain? Where are you going? Are you really going to leave a deliciously ripe woman behind? Seriously? Captain? Captain?”

The plaintive voice continued from behind, but I ignored it. Gripping the Wingless Nightmare, I barged into Cassandra’s room and quickly shut the door.

The voice calling for me abruptly stopped, like a machine’s power being unplugged.

“Wow, you held out? Your patience is remarkable!”

Instead, a voice I hadn’t heard before greeted me.

A woman sat at the edge of a grand, vintage bed located on the opposite wall from the door I entered.

Her hair flowed down her back like a waterfall, a very deep pink. It was much darker than Claudia’s light cherry blossom color, almost resembling hot pink.

Her chest was far larger than her head. It was beyond impressive, bordering on grotesque. One breast could have been two heads in size.

Her waist was extraordinarily thin, almost unbelievable, with a modestly flared pelvis and plump thighs. An instantly violent look came to mind when seeing her figure.

Her attire was equally absurd. It was closer to body art than clothing, just barely covering the important parts. It reminded me of the dresses worn by popes.

There was another feature that grabbed attention: a pair of horns sprouting from her head and a slender tail gently swaying near her backside. At the end of the tail hung a heart-shaped object.

‘…Was there ever a character like that?’

I racked my memory, but there couldn’t have been a boss in Brightest Darkness 4 with such an appearance from an erotic game.

Yet thinking of the possibility that a specific NPC had been altered by a mod to exhibit such an appearance left no NPC capable of causing this bizarre phenomenon.

‘This could get troublesome.’

I frowned slightly.

If I didn’t know what that woman originally looked like, it would be hard for me to figure out how to deal with her right now. For now, she didn’t seem to be friendly toward me.

“Who are you?”

“Who do I look like?”

The woman waved her heart-shaped tail back and forth. She started playfully rubbing her breasts with both hands and lightly stroking her lower abdomen.

‘…A succubus?’

That thought crossed my mind, but I quickly considered that it was impossible for a succubus to be here. They only appeared as elite monsters in the Hell DLC.

Still, I thought I might as well give it a shot while I was at it.

“Are you a succubus?”

“What? Did you just compare me to those lowly girls? Aw, how cruel! I’m so sad!”

The woman exaggeratedly brought her hands to her eyes, pretending to wipe away tears. Sniff, sniff sobs could be heard. She didn’t seem the least bit committed to faking a proper weeping.

The charade didn’t last long. After a few seconds, the woman peered at me over her fist and stuck her tongue out with a mischievous grin.

“You’re not falling for it, huh? No surprise. You need to be tough enough to stand here unscathed.”

“……”

Judging by her horns and tail, she seemed to belong to the demonic category, but her appearance had changed so drastically that guessing her identity was difficult. It was also unclear whether she was a boss or simply an elite monster.

Whatever the case, determining this woman’s identity was my top priority. While I ruminated over it, the woman looked at the Wingless Nightmare in my hand, tilting her head quizzically.

“But why are you holding that sword? Are you planning to fight me? Really? If you do, how about we switch it out for something else? I’ll treat you well, I promise! There are many enchanted girls around here, right? They can all be yours. What do you say?”

‘…Enchanting?’

Amidst the barrage of words, I grasped a hint. Enchantment. A demon causing bizarre phenomena in the city. There was only one possible connection that came to mind.

“Are you Behemoth?”

“Huh? Wow! How did you know? Am I that famous? I’m so glad you recognized me!”

The pink-haired woman began bouncing joyfully on her seat, vividly displaying her overwhelming chest. I, too, was at a loss for words.

‘…Is that really Behemoth?’

Behemoth was one of the demons that appeared as a boss in the main game, essential to progressing through the Holy Kingdom route’s storyline.

In the main storyline, demon worshippers resurrect Behemoth, completely consuming the city, and it was the protagonist who beheaded that demon to save the city.

When the resurrected Behemoth took over the city, all NPCs fell under the ‘enchantment’ status, becoming batteries for Behemoth, draining their power.

NPCs with enough strength to withstand the enchantment were all gruesomely torn to bits. Corpses piled up in the central plaza of the city.

This lustful demon, bearing such abilities, was often represented by names like Asmodeus or Lilith, so it was unclear why Behemoth was chosen instead.

They could have just used the succubus species name instead.

‘There wasn’t an ability to sexually arouse people in the game.’

Putting aside why Behemoth appeared here, it was primarily that the appearance of those under enchantment was drastically different from that of the game.

Fear and enchantment had precisely opposite effects on people. If the effect of fear caused NPCs to flee in terror, the effect of enchantment was to draw NPCs toward the source.

And even though it had the grand name of enchantment, it wasn’t supposed to sexually excite individuals. It simply mesmerized people until they became mindless and froze.

Brightest Darkness 4 wasn’t an erotic game, after all. There was no purpose in incorporating unnecessary settings about enchantment causing arousal or losing control.

‘There’s more than one weird point here.’

Just like fear in its category, enchantment wouldn’t work on individuals with combat abilities.

That’s because Behemoth’s resurrection was incomplete by design. Thus, it sought to drain strength from a city, making it killable by the player.

Well, reflecting on what the protagonist had done in hell, even if he were fully resurrected, I doubt Behemoth could keep his head.

‘But Helga seemed like she was under some sort of enchantment too.’

This contrasted sharply with how Nyx’s fear had no effect on the Dark Night Order.

Could it be someone had facilitated a strange setting in the mod that implied, ‘Of course, enchantment must arouse people’? That thought wormed its way into my mind.

That wasn’t an impossibly far-fetched guess, giving me an odd feeling.

“If you’re really Behemoth, was it all your fault for Cassandra’s behavior?”

Cassandra, upon first meeting me, had been continuously misinterpreting things in strange ways. Moreover, after I cleared the Rune Dungeon, she even tried to directly seduce me.

If that wasn’t her true nature but rather due to Behemoth’s influence, it would be perfectly understandable.

“That’s right! You have some quick wits, huh? I barely hinted to make you perpetually think of naughty delusions! Even if you ended up mounting that girl, you would come to enjoy it shortly after! Aah! Aah! This feels too good! Were you excited?”

Even though I didn’t react at all to Behemoth’s exaggerated moans as she provocatively swayed her hips, Behemoth pouted her lips.

“Tch. How boring. What kind of man are you? Are you impotent?”

“I appreciate your concern, but I’ve already tested the performance, you know. It works just fine.”

“Hmm… Is that so?”

As her lips parted, a rosy tongue slipped out to lick her lips and entered her mouth. Her hot pink eyes scanned my lower half.

“Then, can I give it a try?”

“Be my guest.”

“Really?”

The glint in her eyes shimmered. I pointed the Wingless Nightmare’s blade at Behemoth.

“If it means putting something long and stiff in a woman’s body back and forth, there’s something long and stiff right here. You can have as much as you want. Spread your legs.”

“Aah, if something that big goes in, I’ll die!”

A sly grin grew across Behemoth’s face.

“You know what it means to challenge a demon without divine power, right? It means we get to play together forever.”

She looked at me with a mischievous smile. Demons could only be killed with divine power, and no matter how much damage they received, they could recover perfectly, so her reaction was understandable.

If I had encountered Behemoth while holding a blood-stained sword, that would have likely been my fate. I wouldn’t have been able to defeat her no matter what.

But now, it was different.

“Just forget everything and leave it to me. I actually have superb waist movement. Experience heaven… Huh, huh? Huhh?”

Her eyes widened in shock. It was the sight of the divine radiance bursting forth from the Wingless Nightmare. From one half emanated radiant sunlight, while the other radiated clear moonlight.

“Y-you…!”

Behemoth trembled. It was evident that the sword suffused with divine power meant she was no longer in a position of dominance.

I retrieved the divine catalyst I had tied behind my waist. Ever since learning Solar Eclipse and Lunar Eclipse, I had carried the smallest divine catalyst with me at all times.

The small size meant a somewhat reduced boosting effect, but that didn’t matter to me as the catalyst’s boosting effect was irrelevant to my power.

While the damage of other sacred spells relied on the catalyst’s boosting effect, both Solar Eclipse and Lunar Eclipse were enchants, meaning damage was determined by my stats instead.

Thus, the other factors, aside from portability, were meaningless.

I placed the divine catalyst right above the crossguard of the Wingless Nightmare and slowly pushed it toward the blade’s tip. The chilling crescent moon settled within the sword’s blade.

As if recognizing the crescent moon’s identity, Behemoth’s expression distorted in sheer horror.

“That’s…! How can someone like you wield that power?!”

The flirtation and lightness she had just displayed evaporated completely. All that was left was shock mixed with horror, along with her glare as if she wished to kill me.

“I’m close with the popes, you see. Received it as a gift.”

“That’s impossible! What could the Holy Kingdom’s Pope possibly want from someone like you?!”

“Oh, that?”

I chuckled softly.

“As I mentioned earlier, I’ve already tested the performance.”

The sentence whittled down to a bare minimum, but its meaning was crystal clear. Upon hearing my words, Behemoth stared blankly for a moment, then burst into laughter.

“Ha, ha, ha! So that’s it? You two were pretending to act all high and mighty, but those girls were just love-crazed harlots?”

She stood up from the edge of the bed. Even while sitting, her size was staggering, but seeing her straightened up face-to-face, I couldn’t help but think it was impossible for a human being.

Though technically, it was correct to say she wasn’t human.

“Looks like I have one more reason to make you mine! I’ll train you into a body that can’t even get hard without me! I want to show those girls how you’ll be begging for mercy while licking my toes!”

Behemoth’s right hand conjured a whip. Fortunately, it was the same weapon from the game. Although the modeling had changed significantly, the fact that she was a female boss wielding a whip remained unchanged. That was enough.

“That’s true. No man would react to your true form.”

“Shut up!”

Behemoth growled at me, swinging the whip through the air. Whip! Whip! The sound of the air splitting echoed.

“Don’t be scared, come here, darling! I’ll show you heaven!”

“Isn’t it a bit odd for a demon to mention heaven?”

As her tattoos started peeling away, leaving her nearly naked, Behemoth lunged at me.