"Gurgle..."
Looking at the food bowl filled with white, sticky fluid before her, Olga's face showed an expression of humiliation.
"You lowly humans, how dare you torture me like this!"
She couldn't help but roar in anger, but she couldn't put up any resistance. Because not only was there a collar sealing her magical power around her neck, but there were also chains continuously absorbing her strength.
If she kept wearing these, she would never be able to recover her magic power until her death!
In other words, she had no ability to resist.
But the queen's pride still remained, not diminished in the slightest.
"Apologies, but since Master Ryuji hasn't given orders regarding food for you, if you want to survive, it's best you eat this."
Roxanne looked at the slaves in front of her with a smiling face. Although her past enslavement wasn't directly because of this Dark Elf Queen, it was undeniable that the other party was inevitably connected to it.
While she wouldn't directly attack or kill Olga out of hatred, it was impossible for her to have any good temper towards Olga.
Ryuji hadn't ordered food and water for these people, but he also hadn't said they could only consume his... semen. This was entirely Roxanne, the head maid, exercising her own discretion.
That's right, hatred existed, objectively. It wouldn't disappear just because Olga has become a slave.
"Gulp... Kill me."
Upon hearing this, the humiliated expression appeared once again on Olga's face because this was genuinely meant to humiliate her, to humiliate her as a queen.
"Apologies, you are my master's spoils of war. So, as my master's slave, I cannot do anything to you. So, unfortunately, I cannot kill you."
Roxanne chuckled softly, turned and quickly left. But before leaving, she once again plunged the entire room into darkness, leaving only a sliver of moonlight shining on the portrait of Ryuji.
This was also something a qualified head maid would prepare.
Making the only light in this cell shine on Ryuji's portrait meant that the slaves here would inevitably see Ryuji's portrait if they wanted to see light.
Of course, initially, they would gaze at it with hatred. But over time, when they couldn't see light anywhere else, couldn't see any color anywhere else, this hatred would change.
Their sense of isolation would also change. If Ryuji appeared at that moment and gave them a little sweetness, these transformed feelings would quickly ferment, becoming the driving force for another kind of emotion.
Love.
Yes, this was psychology, utilizing the punishment mechanism of solitary confinement and the psychological mechanism of Stockholm Syndrome to ensure the slaves became obedient.
For the head maids of this world, this was basically a necessary mechanism that must be mastered. The training of female slaves of different statuses and identities and even male slaves, was something those in close service had to be proficient in.
Court etiquette, assassination, preparation of various medicines, cooking, weaving, cleaning, dancing, poetry, trade, and art appreciation. These maids were selected from birth and trained in these skills. During their growth, they were continuously screened based on appearance, personality, and knowledge acquisition. The price of each such female slave wouldn't be much cheaper than marrying a noble lady.
To be precise, apart from their status as slaves, most of these female slaves were more outstanding than noble ladies.
And Roxanne was one of the best of among them. Not only was she an incurable nymphomaniac, able to climax just by looking at her master's face, but she was also proficient in these skills and genuinely believed that becoming someone's slave was her greatest honor.
In a normal world, this would undoubtedly be someone with severely twisted psychology and should be sent to a mental hospital for treatment.
But the most terrifying thing was that maids like Roxanne were also well-versed in psychological tactics. Some psychiatrists and psychologists with less practical experience might not be as experienced as them!
Simply put, they were a group of psychology experts who; after understanding why they have become the way they are now, chose to accept it!
Their skills are not used against their master but rather to help their master manage everything. Among Ryuji's maid team, 80% were such terrifying maids!
The remaining 20% were maids who idolized him. In terms of behavior, they were almost identical to the 80%.
These women would do anything, even die, if it could make him happy. Ryuji had tried to change their mindset, but it was laughable; in this world, it was simply impossible. Instead, he was almost persuaded to acknowledge that being a slave owner was a noble profession, so he decisively gave up.
Because he didn't think there was anything noble about being a slave owner.
But this was the privilege of being a king. As long as he conquered more territories in this world, more maids like Roxanne would join his harem, becoming his personal playthings.
If he followed the methods of the Black Dog Mercenary Group, these women, considered treasures in this world, would be casually consumed.
"Mmm hmm... I wonder when master will use my body?"
The head maid Roxanne, was in a very good mood, humming a tune. She came to feed them personally because she disliked Olga, and also...
Reaching out her finger, she lightly scraped the inside of the iron bucket, gathering some of the already cooled sticky semen. After looking around to ensure no one was there, she stuffed her finger into her mouth with an expectant and satisfied expression.
The semen had cooled down, but that didn't bother Roxanne. Her face instantly turned flushed, her tongue continuously licking the fluid on her finger, sucking on it, fantasizing her finger was Ryuji's cock. As she kept tasting the strange flavor, her cheeks became incredibly red.
But there ultimately wasn't much. After taking a deep breath, she released her finger, then trembling, burdened by the 'sin of using herself without Ryuji's permission,' she gently placed her finger under her skirt, through her lace panties, lightly stroking her pussy.
"Mmgh!!"
Roxanne knelt on the ground. A huge stream of clear, sticky fluid gushed out from between her legs like a waterfall!
Haaah*! Haaahh*! Haah*!
She panted continuously, supporting herself on the ground with her hands, but the extreme climax made it impossible for her to suppress her emotions. It took a long time before she could suppress her lustful thoughts and stand up again.
But looking at her soaked skirt, stockings, and the ground, she touched her face troubled.
"I need to go receive punishment."
Although no one knew but as a slave, making a mistake was making a mistake; punishment was necessary.
Whether it was eating Ryuji's semen without his permission or reaching orgasm without his permission, in her heart, these were sins that must be paid for. But because of her love for her Master, she chose to accept these punishments.
So, carrying the bucket in her hand, she entered the punishment room.
Many tools in the punishment room had been removed. For example, amputation and execution tools had disappeared due to Ryuji's disgust. Roxanne found this a pity because her sins deserved having her limbs chopped off and being fed to dogs.
But Ryuji wasn't willing to do that, so it was replaced with lighter punishments. However, this had a side effect: the maids had become bolder in some matters.
So, although she had anticipated it, when she pushed the door open, Roxanne found a long row of snow-white, plump buttocks lined up side by side. A maid wearing an iron mask was using a cat-o'-nine-tails to strike each of the maids' buttocks one by one.
And the evidence of their crimes placed before them were Ryuji's bedsheets, clothes, and even tableware he had used.
"Mmm, as expected..."
With a helpless sigh, Roxanne skillfully removed her panties, lifted her skirt, and lay down side-by-side with the other maids, exposing her fuller, rounder, snow-white buttocks.
The moment she lay down, the cat-o'-nine-tails whip struck her ass fiercely.
Smack!
The crisp sound made Roxanne grit her teeth. It wasn't because of the pain, though it did hurt but because the executioner was so precise, placing her in a state of pleasure, yet not fully satisfying it. So...
So is very frustrating!
"Roxanne, confess your sins! And you, Rem Galleu, Shera L. Greenwood, confess your sins!"
Roxanne closed her eyes and spoke of what she felt deepest guilt about.
"I... I ate Master's semen without his permission and even had an orgasm behind Master's back! I even fantasized about Master doing that to me!" x3
Three voices rang out in unison. Roxanne, the catgirl, and the elf instinctively glanced at each other, then heard the executioner's roar from behind.
"Heinous sins!"
The cat-o'-nine-tails struck their buttocks again. The crisp sound and the unsatisfied feeling made them cry out once more.
"Ah..."
"Mmm..."
"Mmm, ahh..."
The cries were strikingly similar, each one filled with unfulfilled desire echoed in the room. But the executioner maid did not hesitate at all and continued the punishment.
But whether it was the punished or the punisher, they couldn't help but wish someone was sitting in the empty seat behind them.
And that person was naturally Ryuji.
As a king, as a master, he would naturally receive countless affections.
Of course, there would also be countless hatred.
. . .
"Why... why are you attacking us?"
Clutching her chest, the half-dwarf chieftain, Lulu, who guarded the Fifth Fortress, couldn't help but shed tears.
Although their half-dwarf race had also issued a statement condemning Ryuji, something that was clearly an internal human conflict meant nothing to them! She was currently troubled by the matter of the otherworldly invaders mentioned by the Sixth and Seventh Fortresses. After all, according to the goddess Celestine Lucross, it was a disaster caused by another accident. Both sides' gods would send people to resolve it, but it had to be handled by mortals themselves. Apart from that, the gods wouldn't provide any help.
They had planned to leave the First and Second Fortresses alone for now, especially since they still had the Dark Elf Queen Olga to deal with. But they never expected this blue-haired woman would break through the Third, Fourth, and even their own Fifth Fortress in three days!
"Nonsense. You're so weak, and your management is so useless, why wouldn't we conquer you?"
Esdeath looked at the dwarf-like person in front of her as if she were an idiot, feeling that answering this idiot's question would be an insult to her intelligence.
This girl not very strong but has a big temper. Earlier, she was brimming with confidence about defeating me, but the moment her formation was broken, she started wailing here. Utterly boring.
Moreover, there was nothing noteworthy about her territory; it pretty much the same as other places. And this girl, as the leader, did nothing, even saying it had nothing to do with her.
If she weren't Ryuji's slave, trash like this would only be fit to feed to the dogs. They couldn't even provide her with a bit of pleasure; they were simply useless!
However, the thought that by offering enough women and achievements, she could gain Ryuji's trust and then they could mate to develop and strengthen their tribe, filled her with happiness and anticipation. She even felt a surge of intense satisfaction welling up inside her!
"In short, you and that one called... Kaguya, was it? You'll both be my master's slaves."
Esdeath casually smoothed her hair before preparing to lead the army to attack the Sixth and Seventh Fortresses and bring this world under Ryuji's rule.
Honestly, she found this task ridiculously easy. Even someone like Ryuji, who didn't understand military matters, could accomplish it effortlessly.
It would just take a bit longer, unlike her, who advanced here in a single day. The rest of the army was practically just strolling.
However, looking at the nobles who surrendered immediately, a cruel smile appeared on Esdeath's face.
The reason she fought her way here in a day and two nights, as if taking a stroll, was very simple.
These nobles would surrender the moment the situation looked unfavorable.
So, looking at these nobles smiling obsequiously and wanting to negotiate terms, Esdeath smiled and spoke to the general who had surrendered from the previous city.
"Do you remember what I told you before?"
The general from the previous fortress showed an expression of fear, joy, and excitement.
"I remember!"
"Then go ahead. Remember, do not harass civilians. And keep the most beautiful slaves to present to my master... You have plenty of time, because I don't plan to attack the Sixth and Seventh Fortresses today."
Esdeath waved her hand casually. The next moment, the general shouted excitedly.
"Brothers! Follow me, time to kill the nobles!"
The next moment, the nobles of the Fifth Fortress showed stunned expressions. Even Lulu, the half-dwarf girl who had been crying nonstop, stopped mid-sob. When Esdeath grabbed her by the collar, she didn't even react too stunned to process what was happening.
And the very next second, the soldiers from the Fourth Fortress swarmed in, seizing the nobles one by one and dragging them off for interrogation and torture.
Yes, most of the soldiers behind Esdeath weren't from the First or Second Fortresses she had brought with her; they were from the Fourth Fortress.
What she did was simple: demonstrate her strength, subdue the soldiers, then use the troops she brought to seize the nobles of the Third Fortress and distribute the less outstanding female slaves and noble ladies among these soldiers.
All these actions were carried out under the watchful eyes of the surrendered soldiers and generals, who saw how she fairly distributed rewards and executed those who harmed civilians or conciled their crimes.
This was the most time consuming part. In fact, breaching the Third Fortress, capturing the priestesses who claimed to serve the gods, and their leader Kaguya didn't even take ten minutes. Instead distributing the spoils took much longer.
The rest involved leading these now eager soldiers from the Third Fortress, along with the core troops from the First and Second Fortresses, to attack the Fourth Fortress. Then, leaving some soldiers from the First and Second Fortresses behind and then she took soldiers from the Fourth Fortress, who had undergone the same process as those in the Third Fortress to attack the current Fifth Fortress.
This was undoubtedly a method of coercing a mob, and it placed high demands on the leader. But Esdeath was precisely the kind of person who could control such a mob. Because even if they showed signs of rebellion and actually mutinied, it would only take Esdeath a dozen or so minutes to deal with them.
The rest was quite simple.
Should they follow General Esdeath, who distributed rewards fairly, to loot the nobles of the next fortress, earn enough merit to satisfy Ryuji and the higher-ups, make a fortune of themselves and maybe even receive a beautiful wife…
Or should they follow their ambitious old commanders, get killed by Lady Esdeath and end up as nothing more than a severed head counted toward someone else's military achievement?
The choice was obvious.
After these soldiers were deployed, inspection teams originating from the First, Second, Third, and Fourth Fortresses moved out as well. These inspectors worked on commission. When they saw someone murdering civilians or hiding spoils, they received bonuses for apprehending or killing the offenders. Each of them were reasonably capable. Under their hungry wolf-like gazes, soldiers who initially wanted to kill a few civilians for entertainment quickly became orderly after a few idiots died for their stupidity.
"Hunting dogs have their uses, and vicious wolves naturally have theirs too."
Esdeath's lips curled into a mocking smile. In her eyes, the character and morals of these soldiers were inferior even to the ragtag militias she disdained. But as long as you were fiercer than the vicious wolves and made them fight amongst themselves, these beasts would become orderly.
After all, they only wanted money, women and to indulge in debauchery.
What people sought was merely that. And what Esdeath wanted was just for them to help her obtain spoils and declare this area under her control.
As for the fighting…
Relying on these idiots to fight is like expecting the enemy to drop dead on their own.
"But..."
Esdeath looked at the clothes she was holding, the outfit she had grabbed Lulu by earlier and her expression twisted in disgust.
"Isn't this basically lingerie?"
~~~~~~~~~~
You can support me by subscribing on Patreon and read up to 20 chapters ahead.
patreon.com/Ranabir_20