Journey to Planar World

Deep in a dense forest far from the hustle and bustle of Orario, sixteen-year-old Ais Wallenstein took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the fresh scent of green leaves.

As a First-Class Adventurer and a core member of the Loki Familia, she had been exploring the Dungeon since she was merely seven years old, living a harsh life that was always on the precipice between life and death.

After slaughtering thousands of monsters in the depths of the Dungeon and becoming an object of admiration and curiosity for those outside, Ais had indeed lived an incredibly tense life. That was why, whenever she received time off, she always chose to go to a quiet, isolated place far beyond the reach of other people's gazes.

Her vacation this time followed Charlie's suggestion.

Surrounding Ais right now were only dense trees, a small tent, and the warm glow of a campfire. There were no dangerous monsters around here, nor were there any men eyeing her beautiful face and lovely body with lustful glances.

Ais, who usually wore silver armor with a rather exposed back, was currently wearing an elegant white blouse and a black miniskirt, while her long, slender legs were wrapped in beautiful black stockings.

Ais stared blankly at the tongues of flame from the campfire, doing nothing and thinking about nothing in particular in her mind.

*RUSTLE—!*

However, something slowly crept behind the girl, who was not in a state of alert. Bit by bit, the creature extended its body from the trunk of a tree about ten meters behind her and slithered closer.

As its position drew nearer to the slender, white nape peering from behind her fine golden hair, the snake-like creature suddenly whipped out and coiled around Ais's long neck.

*SWISH!*

"Agh...!"

Yanked suddenly by the neck, Ais was thrown backward and dragged across the ground. However, with her extraordinary combat reflexes, she quickly regained her balance, twisted her body, squeezed whatever was wrapping around her neck with both hands, and tried to stand upright.

"This is... a Garouz...!"

Feeling the sticky slimy fluid on her palms, Ais uttered the monster's name in a tone of shock.

That type of monster usually resided in the Lower Floors of the Dungeon and frequently hid in high places like cave ceilings. The creature was dubbed the gallows because of its distinctive hunting trait of always extending its body and coiling around the neck of any adventurer passing beneath it, hanging and strangling their unfortunate victim to death.

Even though its body length could reach more than ten meters, the worm-like monster was only as thin as a thumb. Right now, its body had coiled around Ais's neck three times, pulling the girl's body from the direction of a tree about seven meters away.

Cold sweat began to flow down Ais's back. Her cherished sword, Desperate, was inside the tent, out of her reach.

Skills like Avenger, or wind-type magic like Ariel, would be useless in a choking emergency like this. Ais tried to take a deep breath in the middle of the tightening squeeze.

"Is anyone there?!"

"..."

Her clear, slightly childlike voice was instantly swallowed by the silence of the forest.

However, the forest answered Ais's desperate cry—a voice so different from her usual cold and calm tone—only with an eerie silence.

Tremendous panic began to creep into Ais's eyes, which were now filling with fear. Now, besides the Garouz wrapped around her neck, two more Garouz suddenly appeared from the tree branches and slithered rapidly toward her.

Ais tried to flee, but with her neck tightly ensnared, she could not move freely at all. The two new Garouz each immediately coiled around her left and right wrists, then continued coiling tightly until reaching her elbows. Both of her arms slowly began to be forced outward.

"No... stop..."

With tears beginning to pool in her golden eyes, Ais pleaded with the monsters that clearly did not understand human language. In the end, however, her hands' grip on her own neck was forcibly torn away by the pull of the tentacles on both her arms.

"Eh...!"

As the tentacle on her neck pulled even tighter, Ais's face hit the ground and her body tumbled down.

Pulled by her neck and both hands all at once, Ais was dragged helplessly across the ground. She wriggled and struggled with her legs wrapped in shiny black stockings, but the pulling of the monsters' bodies did not stop.

In an instant, she was successfully dragged to the base of a tree trunk, and Ais's body slowly began to be lifted upward.

She was forced to her knees, then raised into a squatting position, and then forced to stand, yet her body was still continuously pulled upward above the surface of the ground.

"Someone... anyone...!"

That pitiful cry full of terror echoed in the middle of the quiet forest. And right at that moment, the tips of the leather shoes Ais wore were completely lifted from the ground.

"Kh-khuuu...! Ugh..."

With her hands raised beside her head in a posture of surrender, Ais's body hung from the tree. Three layers of sticky, slimy tentacles coiled around her, digging into her soft neck and slowly strangling her.

Her face, so pale that it could be mistaken for an elf's face, had already begun to turn red, and her forehead was drenched with sweat.

Tears flowed from her tightly closed eyes, wetting her long eyelashes. Her glistening lips were open wide, and the tip of her tongue protruded out.

It was basic common sense that hanging was one of the most painful ways to die.

Ais tried to reach her hands toward her neck, but the tentacles coiling around her arms were too strong, and she could only twitch them slightly.

The lower half of her body, wearing a black miniskirt and ripped tights, was the only part of her body that could move freely.

She stretched her toes downward with all her strength, but her body hovered about a meter in the air, and she could not reach it.

She placed her feet against the tree trunk beside her body, but that only scratched the surface of the wood, proving useless. Worse yet, that pendulum-like swaying only tightened the grip on Ais's throat even more.

The fine flesh of her neck bulged out from between the triply coiled tentacles.

"...Ahhh...!"

Her airway was completely obstructed, and Ais's face swelled, turning red as a tomato.

(If I struggle, I'll be strangled... I must stay still.)

But contrary to Ais's hopes, her body refused to obey. A minute had passed since she was hung, and the oxygen level in her blood dropped to a dangerous level.

Even Ais, who was mentally tough, was on the brink of madness due to the agony of suffocation, which liberated her body from her reason.

Every time she moved her head to try to free her neck, her soft golden hair, which dangled to her waist, swayed gently.

Every time she shook her bound arms and shoulders, her large breasts, covered by her white blouse, swayed violently.

The girl's long, slender legs moved wildly, as if they were separate entities, independent of her will. Her left leg, which had been struggling as if swimming underwater, lost its leather shoe and rolled to the ground.

Every time she swung her legs high, the hem of her miniskirt rose, exposing her private area covered by black tights. Her plump thighs and the white lace underwear visible through the tights were also seen, but neither a spectator nor Ais had the luxury to feel embarrassed.

"Gah... uh... uh..."

Her muffled groans were swallowed by the forest.

No one would recognize that high-pitched, grating voice, like the sound of a dying bird, as the voice of Ais Wallenstein.

A tongue wet with saliva slowly protruded from her wide-open mouth. Clear saliva began to slowly drip from the middle of her lips.

The surface of her face was already smeared with body fluids, and salty liquid mixed with sweat and tears entered Ais's wide-open mouth and flowed out together with saliva.

Containing all the body fluids discharged from her face, the liquid flowed to her chin, wetting the tentacles coiled around her neck, and seeped into the blouse below.

(No... this isn't how I die...)

Ais let out a miserable groan, her heart filled with despair.

Ever since she first entered the Dungeon at seven years old, she had always lived on the brink of death.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't scared of dying at all, but she still lived accepting death more than the average adventurer. However, the death currently presenting itself before her could not be accepted by Ais.

In a peaceful forest, not even the Dungeon, she was going to die alone at the hands of a low-level monster called a Garouz.

Suddenly, a trickling sound echoed from the lower part of Ais's body.

At the same time, a soft warmth enveloped her lower body.

Ais could not accept the reality that she had wet herself. However, the fluid flowing through her urethra and the sensation of her wet lower body filled her heart with shame.

Urine soaked into her black tights, and every time Ais raised her legs, the urine splashed from her toes. Along with that, the sharp smell of ammonia filled the air and reached her nose.

(No more... I don't want to die... Charlie... Save me...)

Her body slowly began to die. About two minutes after hanging, her hips began moving back and forth, and her body began swaying violently.

Her blank golden eyes reflected nothing, and Ais appeared to have almost completely lost consciousness.

Her face, which had turned dark red from losing all color, glistened with body fluids.

A long tongue protruded from her mouth, which was open so wide that her jaw seemed about to detach, and a drop of saliva dripped from its tip.

Ais's slender neck stretched taut due to gravity, her skin appearing as though it were about to tear. The blouse beneath was drenched in body fluids, and her large breasts as well as the pale pink 'cherries' were visible through the blouse.

Ais's long legs and shiny black stockings were now limp and trembling uncontrollably. The trembling caused her remaining leather shoe to fall to the ground.

Like a squashed frog, Ais's body trembled violently, with both arms raised beside her head, until a very severe spasm occurred, her body stiffening rigidly before she relaxed and stopped moving.

A puddle of urine formed beneath Ais's body, and the drops of water dripping from her toes created ripples as they fell. Her beautiful golden eyes were rolled upward and nearly inverted, devoid of light.

Her tongue protruded far out of her mouth, making Ais's face look absurd, and no one would praise her as the Sword Princess.

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