ITETP Chapter 127

“Le-Let go. It hurts.”

 

“Hurts?” Ignis gripped her hair more roughly and brought his face close to hers. “Then scream.”

 

“…!”

 

“If I like the sound, I’ll let you go.”

 

Dana’s face turned pale. This madman…

 

“What are you waiting for? Scream already.”

 

As Dana clenched her teeth and turned away, he burst into laughter.

 

“Alright, let’s save the fun for later.”

 

The fierce grip on her hair soon released.

 

“There’s no time right now.”

 

He grabbed the rope which bound her left wrist and tore it away. The rope tore like paper, leaving Dana dumbfounded.

 

“Listen carefully, Danae Windsor.” As Ignis tore the rope on her left ankle, he said, “In a moment, the ancient priests buried in the tombs will awaken.”

 

“….”

 

What is he talking about?

 

“That priests will be very hungry after waking up from their tombs for the first time in ages. They’ll probably eat any flesh they see, right?”

 

“…What are you trying to say?”

 

“It means all the people on this island will be devoured by those corpses.”

 

What kind of nonsense is that? The ancient priests in the tombs will wake up? Moreover, eat people too?

 

It was unbelievable, but Dana couldn’t dismiss it as just a ridiculous threat. Having experienced her body being taken over, how could she be sure that reviving the dead wasn’t possible? Especially when the opponent is Ignis. He was in league with the shamans of the barbarians—essentially demon worshippers—so he was more than capable of doing such things.

 

“How does it feel? Scary, right?” Ignis laughed gleefully as if he was looking forward to it. “You should be scared. This island isn’t just home to ordinary human corpses, after all.”

 

It was that moment.

 

The giant’s tomb. The high mountain peak – the words of High Priest Nathelion claiming it wasn’t a mountain but a tomb flashed through her mind. If that was true, then…

 

“So, if you don’t want to be eaten by them, behave.” Ignis sneered heavily. “I haven’t even had a taste of you yet. Can’t let them have their way before me, right?”

 

Speaking vulgarly, he finally tore away the rope binding her right ankle as well, as easily as snapping a twig. With just one finger, so effortlessly.

 

I can’t escape with my own strength. There was no way Dana could overcome his monstrous strength. And now that he had taken her gun, resistance seemed futile. But she couldn’t just be led away willingly.

 

In that brief moment when he threw away the rope, Dana thought desperately. Find a way. Think. Think… Come on…

 

Right now, her body was tormented with lust. Without the control of its owner, her breath was hot and heavy all this time. Ironically, even in such a moment, desire boiled within her. Oddly, her own power of purification hadn’t completely swept away the lust.

 

As soon as she regained control of her body, lust started to resurface. She could endure if she decided to… But her survival instincts commanded powerfully. To not hold back. And pretend to be swept away by this lust. No- actually. Just let herself be completely overwhelmed by it. So that Ignis, without a shred of doubt, would believe it completely.

 

* * *

Ignis, having cut the ropes, glanced around the room for a moment. He was hoping there might be some useful ancient relics to use.

 

Nothing.

 

He might find something if he looked properly, but nothing was immediately visible. With urgent matters at hand, he neatly gave up and returned his gaze to Danae. And then he noticed.

 

What’s this? He sensitively read her condition. Being well-versed in the female body, he couldn’t possibly miss it.

 

“Look here, Lady.”

 

Look at this.

 

“Did you go listen to those heretic’s ceremony?”

 

A trembling breath escaped from Danae’s parted red lips. He knew this phenomenon all too well.

 

“Looks good on you, Saintess.”

 

Had she been holding back until now? Ignis sneered and mocked her.

 

“Fully in heat, are you? So flushed with desire…”

 

But he quickly shut his mouth. It was because he realized his voice was breaking.

 

Damn it. Ignis cursed silently, no longer speaking, and grabbed Dana’s forearm. He intended to drag her away forcibly when—He involuntarily stopped.

 

The warm, sweet skin under his grasp was too enticing. The heat emanating from her soft skin seemed to beckon him. Look at me. See me. Unable to resist, Ignis looked down at her again.

 

Ah, damn. He shouldn’t have looked.

 

Danae Windsor was completely undone. Her innocent and pure face, which seemed to know nothing of sexual desire, was now marred by fervent lush. It was more obscene than anything he had ever seen in his life. Perhaps that’s why. Ignis felt a sudden rush of arousal, and he chided himself.

 

This isn’t right. Absolutely not. No matter how much of a sl*ve to lust I am. Aren’t I worse than a dog to be like this in this situation? Time is of the essence, isn’t it? But we need to get off this island before it’s too late, right?

 

However,

 

“He-Help.”

 

If he were a man.

 

“Please help me…”

 

Yes, if he were a man. If he were a man, he couldn’t just walk away from this.

 

“Help you?”

 

“Yes, gasp, it’s so painful.”

 

“Yes. You look like it.”

 

Danae Windsor, known as saintess, was looking at him with pleading eyes full of longing.

 

“Should I help?”

 

“Y-Yes…”

 

“How?”

 

No man in the world could resist that. Absolutely no man could…

 

“How should I help you?”

 

There was no more time to think. Ignis hastily removed his black leather gloves with his teeth and bent down to her.

 

“Like this?”

 

And the moment his fingertips touched her skin. Danae’s moist lips let out a raindrop-like moan.

 

Right from that moment on, Ignis was completely bewitched. Like a naive boy hearing a woman’s moan for the first time, he was overwhelmed by the scene, by the sight, and lost his senses. It was shockingly erotic.

 

Every time his hand slid, her face contorted, her eyelashes trembled at the last moment, and eventually, tears flowed down her cheeks. All of it was a breathtaking view.

 

“Did you enjoy it?”

 

His heart raced madly. Ignis licked his dry lips. He mocked her, wanting to prove his composure to himself and to Danae.

 

“You seemed to enjoy it to death.”

 

Then Danae, perhaps embarrassed, turned her reddened face away.

 

Ignis thought he wanted to lick the saliva trailing down her chin. No, he was about to. Just that, just a little taste before he really had to go.

 

“Sorry.”

 

The next moment, cold metal pressed firmly against his head.

 

“But terrorists like you need to die.”

 

Bang!

 

That was Ignis’s last thought.

 

Dana pulled the trigger without hesitation. Ignis fell backward instantly.

 

Ah, damn.

 

Blood had splattered. Dana frowned, wiping the bloodstains off her cheek. Then she stood up.

 

“Lord Ignis?”

 

Below the altar, Ignis lay dead with his eyes wide open.

 

“You’re dead, right?”

 

Dana prodded his foot.

 

“Right?”

 

There was no movement. He was definitely dead.

 

“He’s dead.”

 

No matter how much of a monster Ignis was, there was no way he would survive a shot to the head. Even Carl Windsor would die from a headshot.

 

It was absurdly easy. Why hadn’t anyone killed this pathetic man until now? A man who loses his senses over a woman to the point of having his weapon taken away so easily.

 

This time, it’s not foresight.

 

Back when she killed him over the sea, that was just using foresight to peek into the future. But now, this was reality.

 

Dana was certain that this moment was real. Ignis was truly dead.

 

Involuntarily, Dana clicked her tongue. “Why become a terrorist with such a handsome face?” He could have lived a glamorous life, making a name for himself in society as a handsome soldier.

 

What happened in the Windsor family? How did he, once the top of the military academy and a promising soldier, fall to become a terrorist? The Windsors—

 

What did they do to Danael?

 

But there was no more time to dwell. Without hesitation, Dana left their corpses behind and exited the room.

 

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