“Thank you for buying Sophie for me, Master Hal,” Ly whispered behind me.
“It’s okay sometimes. Ly has been working hard, after all. Junk shop owner, can you load her onto the carriage right away?”
“Young Master, if we put this broken slave into your magnificent carriage… the carriage will get dirty, but…”
“I don’t mind. I’ll have her lie on the floor of the passenger compartment.”
“Understood.”
The junk shop owner placed the broken slave on the floor of our carriage’s passenger compartment and quickly left. We also hurried back to our Base Mansion of “Princess Harem” before the broken slave died. Of course, we were careful to ensure the junk shop owner wasn’t following us.
And so, the luxurious carriage pulled by two horses was parked at the entrance of the Base Mansion. Ly, by the way, was accompanying the broken slave whom she called Sophie.
“Welcome back, Master Hal!”
Elise, Liliana, and Shera were waiting for us at the entrance of the Base Mansion.
“Thank you for the welcome. It’s perfect timing. Shera, I permit ‘Beastification’.”
“…Master Hal, do you need something from me?”
“I have a broken female slave in the passenger compartment. Could you carry her to the desk in the underground storage room?”
“It’s an easy job.”
When I ordered Shera, who transformed into her “Elder Sister Shera” mode, to carry the broken female slave in the carriage to the basement, Elise, who had been listening nearby, rejoiced for a moment but was then struck speechless by the sight of the female slave being carried out of the carriage.
“Could it be… Elder Sister Sophie… what a terrible state you’re in…”
Seeing Shera carrying the legless female slave and Ly standing by her side with worry, Liliana seemed to have realized the female slave’s identity. I quickly cleaned up the blood and odors in the carriage with “Washing” magic, then put chocks under the wheels, took the horses to the stable, and headed to the basement.
It seemed everyone from the “Princess Harem” Base Mansion had gathered in the basement. Liliana, who appeared to be an acquaintance, was crying and clinging to the slave. Ly, who had accompanied her, stood dazed, though tear tracks could be seen on her cheeks.
“Everyone, please move away from the desk for a moment. First, let’s assess the current situation.”
I cast “Light Magic” and created three fist-sized balls of fire to provide illumination and began examining the condition of the broken female slave. Ly’s wish was to see this broken female slave off from this world, but my blood as a healing mage was tingling. The desire to help those who could be saved was a belief from my past life, but the current situation was incredibly dire.
I examined Sophie again. Her hair, which seemed to have originally been beautiful silver, had been cut short. It was now dirty with blood and dust. Her face was badly bruised and cut, making it impossible to discern her original features. Fortunately, her ears, eyeballs, nose, and lips were intact. Her tongue hung out of her half-open mouth, but she was breathing faintly. Her clothing was a dirty slave garment, torn in many places and caked with blood and filth, emitting a foul odor. Her abdomen, visible as the hem of her slave garment was pulled up, was swollen and showed signs of internal bleeding.
When I removed the dirty slave garment, both nipples had piercings. Her breasts were small, but the holes from the needles and the cuts made with a knife were infected and suppurating, presenting a tragic sight. Her severed arms, cut off around the elbows, had leather covers to hide the wounds. While the cut surfaces had been crudely stitched together for minimal treatment, blood was seeping from the sutures. Furthermore, parts of the severed areas appeared to be necrotic. With the slave garment removed, Sophie was completely naked. I also examined the severed parts of her legs, which were in a similar condition to her arms. Finally, I observed her crotch area.
First, the labia side. There was no pubic hair, strongly suggesting it had been shaved. Her clitoral hood had been peeled back, exposing her clitoris glans, which had been enlarged and piercings were attached. Small piercings were also attached to her labia majora, three on each side, and thin threads extended towards her buttocks, forcing her labia open. Moreover, her vagina was stuffed with a vaginal stopper coated in a viscous mixture of what appeared to be love juice and semen.
Finally, the gluteal cleft side. When she was turned face down, I saw that her anus had an anal plug inserted, and the thin threads from the piercings in her labia were tied to the stopper of the anal plug.
“How horrible! This is not the work of humans,” Liliana exclaimed beside me, gazing intently.
“This is indeed terrible. Shall I offer her solace with my Fire Spirit Magic?” Dietlinde offered, her face filled with pity.
“First, I’ll try to heal her as much as possible. It’s better for the remains to be presentable,” I said, removing the piercings from her nipples. I accidentally damaged her breasts in the process, but it couldn’t be helped. Sophie seemed to have lost her sanity and wasn’t feeling pain. I then removed the piercing that pierced her clitoris glans, and finally, the six small piercings on her labia majora. Removing these was the most time-consuming.
“Removing the piercings was surprisingly difficult. Next, I’ll remove the anal plug.” I slowly pulled out the anal plug that was closing her anus. The anal plug being removed was surprisingly thick, about the thickness of my wrist. As soon as the anal plug was removed, the stench of decomposed feces filled the air. Sophie’s anus was a gaping dark hole. For the final step, as I turned her over to remove the vaginal stopper, yellowish-brown viscous filth dripped from her anus.
“Even in this state, she hasn’t died…” Even Elise was crying.
“This is the last of the foreign objects.” As I pulled out the sticky, wet vaginal stopper, I noticed two protrusions. Her vagina opening, like her anus, was gaping open, and a foul, fermented mucus mixed with love juice and whitish fluid dripped out. Her vagina opening was a fist-sized hole. Furthermore, above it, there was a small hole about the size of my little finger. This was likely the urethra opening. The vaginal stopper I had just removed had also expanded her urethra opening. I had never attacked the urethra opening before, so this was a new discovery.
“With this, all foreign objects attached to her body should be removed. Now, I will attempt to heal her.” As I declared this, I cast “Washing” magic and cleaned the blood and filth adhering to Sophie’s body. Simultaneously, I washed away the filth and decomposed mucus accumulated inside her vagina opening, anus, and even her urethra opening. Then, I cast a high-level “Healing Magic” on Sophie’s body, now free of blood and filth. Her facial swelling and bruises disappeared, and her cuts healed before my eyes.
“Elder Sister Sophie’s face has returned to its original dignified appearance…” Liliana was amazed by the effect of the “Healing Magic.” She, too, had been reduced to a “meat sack” from a lynching suffered after escaping from a high-class brothel, but as they say, ignorance is bliss. Looking at her chest, the pierced holes in her nipples closed, and the internal bleeding marks from where the needles must have been inserted disappeared. The wounds from the cuts were also neatly healed. Thus, Sophie’s breasts, though small, had regained their shapely curves. Her abdomen had also returned to a slim waist, with the swelling and internal bleeding gone. Sophie, who was a “Princess Knight,” appeared to have had a slender body without excess fat.
When I looked at her crotch, the pierced holes in her clitoris glans and labia majora closed. The enlarged clitoris then began to shrink and tuck back into her clitoral hood, giving a feeling of time rewinding. Furthermore, her urethra opening, vagina opening, and anus, which had been expanded and discolored, regained their youthful pink hue and began to shrink. Of course, the shaved pubic hair did not grow back, but she had regained her maidenly secret place. Looking at her upper body again, although in a coma, her autonomous breathing stabilized, and with the rise and fall of her chest, her sleeping face transformed into one of peace. It was a peaceful sleeping face that raised hopes that her mental breakdown might also be healing. However, the cut surfaces of her limbs only had their sutures cleaned; the missing parts did not regenerate. This was the limit of “Healing Magic,” and there was nothing I could do about it. While I could somehow manage missing parts like Maya’s or Liliana’s back molars, I couldn’t heal such significant missing parts as limbs. There are various theories for this, such as the healer’s imagination not being sufficient or a lack of required resources for regeneration, but the truth remains unknown.
“Ly, this is all I can do for you,” I said.
“Thank you, Master Hal. Then, as previously agreed, I will deliver the final blow,” Ly said, drawing a short sword borrowed from Maya, her face filled with sadness, and approached Sophie.
“Princess Ly, please don’t kill Elder Sister Sophie!” Liliana suddenly jumped out and clung to Ly’s waist, pleading for Sophie’s life.
“Liliana, although her appearance has greatly returned to normal, her mind is completely broken. Please let Sophie go to a peaceful world.”
“Princess Ly, Elder Sister Sophie is a strong person. She will surely recover with care. Please. For my sake, grant me a reprieve.”
“Is there no other way? Master Hal,” Kirika said from behind, observing the sad scene.
“Do you have a good idea, Kirika?”
“It’s common knowledge that ‘Healing Magic’ cannot heal large missing parts, but what if we mimicked the missing parts with Mimic Slimes? I’ll let my Mimi No. 1 mimic both arms, so won’t you let your Mimi No. 2 mimic both legs?”
“That’s quite an interesting idea. Let’s try it right away.” Kirika and I summoned Mimic Slimes, Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2, and decided to have them mimic Sophie’s missing parts. The summoned Mimic Slimes, Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2, attached themselves to Sophie’s body, spread thinly along her skin surface. Then, the stitched skin of the severed parts melted, exposing raw muscle and bone. In the next moment, the transparent bodies of the Mimic Slimes stretched to form the shape of the missing parts, and finally adopted a skin color and settled into place. Visually, it appeared as if her wounds were completely healed.
“I’m sorry, Sophie,” Ly said. The next moment, Ly shook off Liliana, approached Sophie, and rested the blade against Sophie’s neck. She intended to sever the carotid artery so Sophie wouldn’t suffer.
“…No… stop… Ly…” At this moment, a miracle occurred. Sophie, whose mind was thought to be completely broken, reacted to the blade at her neck and blocked it with herMimic Slime-transformed right hand. The Mimic Slime seemed determined to perfectly enact its mimicry, bleeding a blood-like liquid from the part that was cut by the blade. Furthermore, Sophie even conveyed her refusal with a hoarse voice. This might be the last flicker of life ignited in the moment before death. To ensure this miracle took hold, I bound Sophie anew with the original “Slave Contract Magic” and sealed her recent memories. Sophie’s consciousness then sank again, lapsing into a coma. We moved Sophie to a guest room on the second floor to observe her condition, dressed her in pajamas, and put her to bed.
The next morning, Ly and Liliana, who had woken up with sheer willpower, were looking at Sophie’s sleeping face by her pillow. The other members kept their distance. As they watched, Sophie woke up as if it were just another morning.
“…W-why are Princess Ly and Princess Liliana here? This is a dream come true! A real pleasure! Come here, little kittens, let me dote on you.” Sophie, now awake, narrowed her cool ice-blue eyes, pleased to be gazed upon by two girls of unparalleled beauty. To our astonishment, Mimi No. 1, the Mimic Slime mimicking both of Sophie’s arms, reached out and caressed Ly’s and Liliana’s behinds.
“!? Kyahhh!” Ly and Liliana screamed at Sophie’s sudden aggression. It seemed Sophie, being a Princess Knight, was a brainless, headstrong womanizer. Perhaps the female knights of the Royal Guard she commanded were her lovers. Was it possible for women to form a harem by keeping women? *Paan!* As we watched the unfolding situation in stunned silence, Ly immediately slapped Sophie. Liliana, her face bright red, wore a wry smile, and the sight of so many beautiful girls of different types, including Sophie, was strangely amusing.
“Sophie’s personality hasn’t changed at all,” Ly sighed.
“I have no intention of yielding my body to Elder Sister Sophie either,” Liliana added. Perhaps, I had caused something terrible. It seemed necessary to bind this one tightly with “Slave Contract Magic.” I couldn’t let Sophie’s poison target the members of my beloved “Princess Harem.” Sophie, with her recent memories sealed, should not recall her enslavement as a sex slave or her terrifying ordeals after being transformed into a “Human Dog.” In other words, from Sophie’s perspective, she was still in her assertive Princess Knight state, wasn’t she? Back then, was she openly using penis bands for her female conquests? It might be necessary to quickly imprint the magnificence of my penis onto her body. And so, Sophie Anne=Marie Yuma Yver, the former Princess Knight, joined the “Princess Harem.” However, in terms of the overall combat power of “Princess Harem,” with Kirika’s and my Mimic Slimes becoming unusable, a decrease in combat power was unavoidable, which was troubling. Of course, if faced with an emergency, I would not hesitate to detach Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2 from Sophie’s body.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 22 “Sophie” split posting is now complete.
Tomorrow, at 0:00 on September 16th, Episode 22 “Sophie” – “Where do the elegant Princess Knight’s kinks lie, and does she dream of beautiful girls being NTR’d!?” will be posted as a single, unified post.
Please note that the split posting and unified posting contain the same content.
