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After who knows how long, Cyclone woke up and looked around. It was a very plain room, without any fancy decorations, very ordinary.

"You're awake?" Yuna was there in front of him.

"Umm... Umm... Umm... Umm?!!" Cyclone shouted a few times, only to realize that he was tied to a chair and his mouth was gagged.

Yuna was there in front of him, still the same Yuna, wearing a revealing black backless outfit. She lifted Cyclone's head with both hands, locking eyes with him at an extremely close distance.

"Tell me, where is King Allen?" she asked.

"Umm... Umm... Umm!!!" Cyclone mumbled.

"Oh~" Yuna licked Cyclone's ear with her tongue, and removed the cloth covering his mouth.

"Yuna! Stop playing around and listen to me!! Mm... mm... mm... mm!!"

Suddenly, Yuna leaned in and kissed Cyclone deeply, sealing his mouth with her lips.

"Don't you want this? Tell me, where is King Allen?" she asked.

"...You know! I won't tell, and even if I did, it would be a lie!" Cyclone replied.

"I know ♡ How could I not notice~ ♡ Let me think~ ♡ You don't want to lie in front of me, so you've already declared that what you say will be false ~ ♡ Right, right? ♡"

Yuna sat on top of Cyclone, who had already had his pants removed, delivering a direct blow.

"Tell me, my dear ♡"

Moving slowly, Yuna teased Cyclone's sacred sword bit by bit.

"What... What are you doing?" Cyclone asked.

Completely under her control, Cyclone became more and more comfortable.

"I'm satisfying you ♡ Isn't this what you wanted?"

With each thrust, Yuna continued her assault, even the experienced Cyclone couldn't resist.

"This... This is not what I wanted!"

With more intense movements, Yuna absorbed Cyclone's power.

"Please... Please, Yuna... You know how much I love you..."

At this moment, Yuna finally stopped. Allowing Cyclone's power to flow into her unobstructed, Yuna lifted Cyclone's head and looked at him, empty inside.

"Love?!"

Cyclone felt a pang of pain from her expression in that instant.

As if something was about to happen, but he couldn't stop it.

"I'll make it clear now, even if you know the future, I won't do as you wish!" Cyclone declared.

"What... What? Mm... Mm?! Mm... Mm... Mm!!"

Yuna gagged Cyclone's mouth again with the cloth.

"Do you think you can have me? Just like those foolish harem stories? That by persisting, you'll eventually conquer the girl?"

Slowly, step by step, Yuna retreated to the large bed in the back, her words echoing through the room.

"Poor thing~ ♡ I am a witch, a demon's woman. You must be thinking, even if I have that past, it doesn't matter, as long as I conquer you, I will be yours, right?"

Cyclone shook his head, his uneasiness growing stronger. Although he didn't understand what Yuna was saying, her expression now filled him with fear.

"Haha... Hahaha~ Hahaha~ Is this the power of the prophet..."

"Mmm! Ummph!!!!"

"Since that's the case, let me show you my true nature~ demon woman, and how I've spent these past three years~"

At that moment, a man emerged from the darkness.

"...Is this the reason why you called me here? Is this the method you mentioned?"

Darkness, arrogance, everything was reflected in Cyclone's eyes.

"Aren't we a couple~♡"

"Well~, I already have a feeling that Allen's army will directly attack tomorrow."

Yuna had her back turned to Cyclone, only looking at Arrogance, with both hands hugging herself.

"Well then~ Tonight, let me savor the taste of a witch's body to the fullest!"

Cyclone instinctively closed their eyes, as if by not seeing, it would be as if nothing happened.

But it was unnecessary; their bound hands couldn't cover their ears, and Yuna's moans still reached their ears.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and Cyclone momentarily lifted their head. Before Cyclone's eyes, Yuna and Arrogance were indeed engaged in their activities.

Madly, intensely entwined together, while Cyclone, bound by ropes, couldn't do anything.

A single phrase echoed incessantly in their ears.

My true nature...

Their consciousness became increasingly hazy, Cyclone's cries grew fainter, and their field of vision gradually diminished.

It was their favorite position from behind, but the protagonist wasn't themselves.

Thoughts ceased, until they once again opened their eyes.

The room had changed, transformed into a dungeon, and Yuna appeared before them once again.

"Do you understand now?"

Just like before, their hands were bound to the ends of a cross, and their feet were fixed at the bottom.

"Y-Yuna..."

Yuna gently touched Cyclone's cheek with one hand.

"Now, at this point, you still won't speak? About Allen's whereabouts?"

"Yuna..."

A glimmer reflected in Cyclone's eyes as Yuna picked up a small knife, the dagger that Cyclone carried on them.

"I won't be with you."

Yuna's serious tone represented her determination.

"Where is King Allen?"

"...I... won't... tell..."

The dagger aimed at Cyclone's right abdomen, but Yuna didn't plunge it in.

"I see..."

With a simple smile, just as Yuna was about to do something, Cyclone suddenly pushed towards Yuna.

Though the distance was short, Cyclone leaned towards Yuna, just as Yuna had stared into their eyes, now Cyclone was staring right into Yuna's eyes.

However, in doing so, they impaled their own left abdomen on the dagger.

Bleeding and in great pain, Cyclone continued to move closer.

The purpose was to convey their weak voice to Yuna's ears.

"Stop... stop the nonsense!!"

Blood and tears intertwining, Cyclone risked everything they had.

"What do you think of me? Even if... even if it's like this!! I won't...?!"

Suddenly, Yuna covered Cyclone's mouth with her other hand, preventing him from continuing to speak.

"That's enough... Give up! I told you..."

For the first time, Cyclone witnessed Yuna shedding tears.

"Don't you understand... I... I hate you the most..."

Trembling voice, heart-wrenching words, the hand that covered Cyclone's mouth emitted a white light.

"Sleep... Allen's hero... We are... impossible..."

The white light obscured Cyclone's vision, and in the end, he didn't even know that he had fallen asleep.

"Yuna..."

Watching the man who had fallen into a dream, Yuna spoke.

"Dudu..."

"Yuna?"

Dudu, who had been standing behind, stepped forward.

"Throw this person into the moat."

Dudu hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end, he answered.

"....Yes."