I am Hal Harem Von Raymond, the Party Leader of the Adventurer Party ‘Princess Harem.’
We departed from the outskirts of the Imperial Capital Granza, where our Base Mansion stands, four days ago, and have now arrived just before the former Yver Duchy Territory, our first destination.
The Yver Duchy was a small country destroyed by the Espana Imperial Kingdom, and it was the homeland of Party Member Sophie Anne=Marie Yuma Yver.
Sophie was supposedly the second princess, but due to her womanizing nature, she used her disguise as a Princess Knight to coerce beautiful women and girls.
However, during the battle with the Espana Imperial Kingdom, she was injured and, while fleeing, became a Fallen Slave. Furthermore, due to her clients’ peculiar fetishes, her limbs were severed at the elbows and knees, and she was toyed with in a ‘Human Dog’ state.
Afterward, I coincidentally recovered the broken Sophie, and disguised Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2, Mimic Slimes which are Summoned Beasts of Kirika and me, to pass off as her missing limbs.
Additionally, through a wig worn to correct Sophie’s sexual perversions, she transformed from a dignified Princess Knight into a Princess from a sheltered home.
I am searching for a way to heal the limbs disguised by emergency treatment.
Concurrently, I was also seeking a way to save Ilisha Ilizia von Clafuhride, a fallen Baron’s daughter whom I had been deceived into believing was a noble lady. She was entrusted to me by Nicole Osuf, the ‘Slave Merchant’s Young Master,’ to be educated as part of a competition for his sister’s affection.
She is not merely a human but a Homunculus, an artificial human created by a poorly skilled alchemist. I wish to save Ilisha, who is striving to live.
However, cruelly, Ilisha has less than five months left to live.
As a means to save both Sophie and Ilisha, I intend to seek out a reclusive, highly skilled alchemist living in the former Yver Duchy Territory.
I’ve heard that this alchemist is eccentric, but given the current situation, there’s no other choice but to ‘go for broke.’
Currently, we are resting at a tea house located just before the mountain road that once marked the border between the Espana Imperial Kingdom and the Yver Duchy.
This shop was apparently a hidden gem known for its delicious sweets. Elise, the Vice Leader of ‘Princess Harem,’ requested to stop by, and I agreed.
The tea house in question is situated along the Main Road, and we were enjoying tea and sweets while seated on an outdoor bench.
As we were doing so, two Saintesses, escorted by a female Holy Knight belonging to the Asgard Holy Church, passed by us.
“Hal-sama, I have some concerning information. Recently, young women have been found dead—”
As I was organizing my thoughts about our future plans, Freya approached me and informed me about a strange incident that had recently become a topic of discussion in the area.
Apparently, several young women who had gone missing on the mountain road have recently been discovered dead. I was also warned that it would be best to avoid proceeding on the mountain road.
The discovered corpses were found with their clothes violently torn, and their bodies were desiccated, as if they were dried wood.
It is speculated that the culprit might be a monster that sips the vitality and body fluids of attractive young women, but no perpetrator has been found.
“Freya, thank you for gathering information. We have business beyond the mountain road, so let’s proceed with caution. Elise, is that acceptable?”
“Of course, Hal-sama. We will show the culprit that we can defeat them.”
After taking sufficient rest and replenishing our energy, we departed.
***
My name is Seira Hyperion.
Following the oracle of the Goddess of Light, Lucialurei, who appeared in my dreams a few days ago, I am heading toward the former Yver Duchy Territory, accompanied by the female Holy Knight Mariabel as my escort and my senior, Saintess Lounamaria.
Our journey has been smooth, and we’ve proceeded without any issues. We have just entered the mountain road that was once the border between the Espana Imperial Kingdom and the Yver Duchy.
Beyond this mountain pass lies the former Yver Duchy Territory.
Speaking of which, at the tea house we passed before the mountain road, a group of women in peculiar attire was taking a break.
They wore hooded robes pulled low and masks modeled after Valkyries.
From the glimpse of their inner clothing and equipment visible from their robes, I assumed they were adventurers, but such a large party is unusual.
Moreover, most of the party members appeared to be women.
“Mariabel-sama, it seems difficult to traverse the mountain road like this. The horses are also tired. Shall we rest at the base of that magnificent standing tree we see ahead?”
“I agree with Seira’s opinion.”
“Y-yes, I understand. Saintess Seira-sama, Saintess Lounamaria-sama.”
Thus, we decided to rest at the base of the standing tree.
“So far, nothing has happened, but I feel that the prophesied encounter may occur soon.”
I shared my premonition with Saintess Lounamaria and Knight Mariabel.
“That’s right, this area was the former border, so we should have reached the designated location.”
“Why did the Goddess designate me as her escort?”
“I think we will find out soon enough.”
“Ahhh!!”
As we were discussing our future course of action, Saintess Lounamaria suddenly screamed.
“L-Lounamaria-sama?! Wh-what!?”
To my astonishment, numerous vines hung down from the tree, coiled around Saintess Lounamaria’s ankles, and lifted her up, hanging her upside down.
“N-nooo! I-I don’t want this!!”
Saintess Lounamaria twisted her body violently, trying to escape the vines, but more vines intertwined around her.
Saintess Lounamaria’s screams echoed, but strangely, no one was around.
“Ooh, I caught a cute one.”
Then, a grotesque voice was heard from above the tree.
“Th-this standing tree was a Treant in disguise! Release Saintess Lounamaria! You monster!!”
Holy Knight Mariabel drew her knight sword and moved towards the Treant, but Saintess Lounamaria was already suspended higher than her height.
Mariabel’s knight sword slashed horizontally, severing the vines in front of her.
“I ain’t no monster! I’m ‘Princess Knight Eater’!!”
And the monster declared itself to be ‘Princess Knight Eater.’
Holy Knight Mariabel is a former Princess Knight.
Could it be that the monster is the natural enemy of Knight Mariabel?
A bad premonition sent a cold sweat down my spine.
In this emergency situation, I was stunned, but new vines were approaching my feet.
However, whether due to a lowered thinking ability or fear of the monster, my legs were frozen, and I couldn’t move.
“Some-somebody help me! Wh-what! Whaaaahhh!!”
The hem of Saintess Lounamaria’s ceremonial robe, as she was hung upside down, was lifted, exposing her beautiful legs and then her pure white panties.
What a pitiable sight…
And as if to add insult to injury, the vines wrapped around her legs spread them apart—*grab*!
Saintess Lounamaria let out a scream with her clear, beautiful voice.
“Release Saintess Lounamaria! You monster!!”
Holy Knight Mariabel swung her knight sword, fending off the approaching vines, but the sheer number of vines made it like ‘adding fuel to the fire,’ and she couldn’t get close to Saintess Lounamaria.
“You shouldn’t call me a monster. I have a respectable name, ‘Princess Knight Eater’.”
While brandishing her knight sword, Knight Mariabel questioned it.
“‘Princess Knight’ has a hard shell, but the inside is rich and mellow… it’s my favorite food!”
“Y-you!! You fiend!!”
And the tips of the vines attacking us were slightly swollen and rounded. Their shape was strikingly similar to a penis.
As a prognostic Saintess, I have never touched a disgusting penis, but I have inadvertently seen one on male patients when my colleagues examined them.
At the crotch of one male patient, there stood a magnificent organ that bore a striking resemblance to the shape of the vine tips.
Saintess Lounamaria’s movements became sluggish, perhaps due to exhaustion from her earlier struggles.
A-at that moment.
The smooth surface of the rounded part at the tip of the vine peeled away.
In other words, it exposed its true form, like the foreskin of a virgin’s phimosis being peeled back.
The swollen tip took on the shape of a glans, and the part corresponding to the urethral opening, where urine comes out, opened, revealing something like sharp teeth inside.
And the vines began to gnaw at Saintess Lounamaria’s clothes, wriggling.
“I-Iiiyahhh! Help meeeeee!!”
The fabric of the ceremonial robe around her stomach was torn, exposing her well-toned abdomen.
“Help meeee! I-I don’t want this!!”
Saintess Lounamaria cried out with her last ounce of strength, but no one could help her.
Her ceremonial robe was gnawed away here and there, and her beautiful breasts spilled out from the gaps in the torn fabric.
“This prey, I thought she was a bit old, but she’s quite tasty.”
The vines immediately latched onto her nipples and began to suck her vitality—*gulp, gulp*.
“I-Iiiyahhh… U-uuuuhhh… Uuuuuhhh…”
Furthermore, a vine was shoved into Saintess Lounamaria’s mouth, stealing her voice.
Then, looking at Saintess Lounamaria’s body, about half of her clothes had already been gnawed away, revealing her beautiful naked body.
“…Ugh… ugh… ugh…”
“I… am happy! …It’s delicious…”
Next, the vines, having stripped off her panties, attacked Saintess Lounamaria’s gluteal cleft and labia, and inserted themselves into her vagina opening and anus.
Saintess Lounamaria no longer moved and seemed to have become slightly withered as the vines sucked her life force.
“I-iiyahhh!”
“No, no! Iiiyahhh!!”
And then, it happened.
As if not letting any prey escape once found, vines simultaneously wrapped around my body and Holy Knight Mariabel’s body.
“One of them is, my favorite ‘Princess Knight.’ I wonder how she tastes?”
And thus, my companion and I were suspended upside down, just like Saintess Lounamaria earlier.
We cried and struggled desperately, but we were already captives and had lost the means to save ourselves.
Our lives are hanging by a thread.
I don’t want to die like this…
Lucialurei-sama… is this harsh reality the ‘turning point’?
As my consciousness faded, I prayed for a rescuer to appear.
***
After finishing our break at the tea house, we set out on the mountain road in our carriage. As we were nearing the summit, we heard a woman’s scream, like silk being ripped.
Something serious seemed to be happening.
“Swan Hilda, go scout ahead. We’ll follow you right after… and don’t push yourself too hard.”
“O-okay! Leave it to me!!”
I brought our carriage to an emergency stop and hurried to the carriage behind us, asking Swan Hilda to scout.
Swan Hilda immediately changed into her Valkyrie attire and flew off using Sky-soaring.
I returned to the coachman’s seat and urged the horses forward.
The horses were exhausted on the winding uphill road, but it would only be a little longer.
Cold sweat ran down my armpits, and impatience grew.
I had a nagging feeling, a bad premonition.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 29-5: On the Mountain Pass ② △
is scheduled to be posted on February 5th at 0:00.
