The Main Character is the Villain

Every event has a cause and effect. The fact that the Church of Love found out I had kidnapped the priest and dispatched a Rescue Team meant that someone had leaked the information. They referred to themselves not as a Rescue Team, but as an ‘Investigation Team.’ The term Investigation Team meant they had a suspicion that the priest had been kidnapped but hadn't grasped the full situation. This meant the person who leaked the story of me kidnapping and torturing the priest wasn't an insider, but that it was a story passed by word of mouth among the villagers or delivered by some specific contact.

When asked how they knew, the members of the Investigation Team replied, ‘We only received a report; we don’t know the details,’ but I had a rough idea. The Investigation Team had arrived after I sent a letter inquiring about his well-being in the priest's name, so there must have been a problem with that letter. Today, Karin and I were in the dungeon, preparing to interrogate them. What we had to find out today was the ‘password’ written in the letter. The contents of the letter, supposedly written by the priest, had no apparent problems on the surface. But upon seeing that letter, these bastards had dispatched an Investigation Team.

It meant there was some kind of code system in the letter. If I didn't figure out this code system and solve the problem, even killing these bastards would become a thorny issue. If contact was lost, the Church of Love would naturally launch an investigation, and if their higher-ups found out that we had discovered their identities, things would get complicated. I spread a map of the Southern Region before them and spoke to the members and the priest.

“From now on, you are to head through the Peta Territory, pass through the Amur Territory, and head for the Eastern Plains Region. You said you have to write a status report every week, right? So, write letters as if you've passed each waypoint at one-week intervals. Like, ‘I am now in the Amur Territory. I am now in the Eastern Plains Region.’”

“Th-That…”

One of the subordinates showed a look of discomfort. It was because the intention to kill them after they finished writing the letters was all too obvious. I asked.

“What, you don't want to write? Want a taste of the straw cutter?”

Karin was caressing the blade of the straw cutter, her face full of anticipation. She was trying to maintain her dignity as befitting the Royal Knight Order, but the moment I mentioned using the straw cutter, her body trembled like a shaman in the throes of spirit possession and her breathing grew ragged.

“N-No, sir! I’ll write! I’ll write anything!”

I handed them a pen and paper and made them write the report. The priest and his subordinates wrote calmly, without a word. They kept glancing at the exit, trying to find a way out, but there was no escape, as I was sitting on the stairs, the only exit, and Karin was watching them with her hand on the hilt of her sword.

“I-It’s all written.”

The subordinates and the priest handed me the papers. I began to read them calmly, one by one.

- This is Karl…

This is Marlon…

- This is Emil, priest of the Church of Love…

Is it their rule not to include a greeting at the beginning and just introduce themselves? I folded the letters and looked at Karin.

“Karin. Let’s slice them up.”

“Yes!”

Karin nodded and began to prepare the straw cutter. The subordinates started to wail.

“Why! Why are you doing this! We wrote everything as you promised! We even called ourselves minions of the demon!”

“The letters are suspicious.”

“S-Suspicious! What part…!”

“You yourselves know best what's suspicious, don't you? Fuck, if you don't tell me what kind of trick you pulled, I'll mince your fingers like sashimi, so speak up.”

“R-Really! It’s nothing! There’s really nothing suspicious!”

“Don't give me that bullshit, you bastard. There was no way to know, so how did you find out the priest was captured? Fuck, it must be because the priest sent a rescue request in the letter. This probably isn't the first time something like this has happened, so you must have a secret code system.”

I grabbed one of the subordinates by the collar and dragged him to the straw cutter. The subordinate screamed like a pig being dragged to a slaughterhouse, but he had no way to resist me. Karin was warming up before putting the straw cutter to serious use. Just as I was about to place his fingertips on the straw cutter, a good idea suddenly occurred to me.

“Karin. I have a good idea.”

“What is it?”

Karin looked at me with an interested expression at the words "good idea." I said as I pulled down the subordinate’s pants.

“Instead of the fingertips, how about we start with the tip of his cock…”

“It's the greeting! If the greeting is ‘Are you at peace?’, it means everything is fine! If it’s ‘How are you!’, it means there will be no letters for a while! If there's no greeting, it means it's an emergency and to come for a rescue!”

The effect was immediate. No sooner had I spoken than the subordinate began to confess fluently. His pale face was a sight to see. Karin clicked her tongue and sighed. I said to Karin.

“That’s Karin for you. You really make them spill everything.”

Karin didn’t look particularly happy with my praise. And so, I had them rewrite the letters based on the code they explained. Then, to ensure there were no loose ends, I killed them all on the spot. Since the letters were all written and the final point of dispatch was set to the Eastern Plains Region, the Church of Love wouldn't be looking for us for a while.

Karin prepared to return the very next day. With no one left to torture, there was no reason for Karin to stay here either. I enclosed the confession certificates and statements in which the members of the Church of Love had confessed to being ‘minions of the demon,’ along with a map detailing the Church of Love’s specific geography, in a letter for her. These letters would be delivered to the Royal Palace for the king himself to read.

The letter included my opinion, which, in summary, was that ‘a full-scale subjugation operation against the Church of Love is necessary.’ It also included a detailed operational plan to seek cooperation with Ahildern and slowly reduce the Church of Love’s influence in each region, cutting off their power base. I planned to send a letter with the same content to Ahildern as well.

The Church of Love was massive in scale, and I knew nothing about its geography or specific forces. For me to blindly enter such a place with just the Hero was no different from begging to be killed. No matter how strong I was, it would be hard to win if my opponents gathered by the thousands, and even harder if an opponent with special abilities used some cowardly trick.

Considering all the various possibilities, it was right to seek the cooperation of both Ahildern and the Human Kingdom this time and slowly apply pressure from all sides. In fact, the Church of Love itself was a major thorn in the side for both the Human Kingdom, which prioritized the slavery system, and Ahildern, which utterly despised beastfolk. They just hadn't attacked until now because they lacked a special justification. Everyone was waiting for an opportunity.

I figured this operation would take quite some time. If the Human Kingdom and Ahildern began to pressure the Church of Love right away, the church wouldn't even have the leisure to investigate a few people who went missing in the Eastern Plains Region. In the meantime, I could just train, fuck my wives, and leisurely wait for the final attack.

One thing that bothered me was that once the subjugation of the Church of Love was completely over, there would be no measures to protect the beastfolk or mermaids of the Eastern Plains Region. But since it was currently unknown what the Church of Love members did with the beastfolk and mermaids they took, this wasn't a problem to worry about right now.

I didn't believe those bastard demons would take beastfolk or mermaids and give them the best welfare. If they were guys capable of providing such welfare, they would have set up in the Eastern Plains Region and helped the beastfolk in the first place. They must have something to hide, which was why they hid their headquarters in a remote place and sent out only one or two beastfolk at a time to spread rumors.

The beastfolk who went to the Church of Love and returned all said the church was the best, but they were idiots to begin with.

“Well then, I’ll be on my way.”

“Yes. Travel safely, Karin.”

We exchanged greetings in the office. Karin seemed regretful that she hadn't been able to properly show off her skills. As soon as Karin left, I had one knight and a soldier dress in the clothes of the two subordinates and the priest from the Church of Love, gave them the letters, and sent them on their way. I ordered them to send a letter every week on their way to the Eastern Plains Region, send the last letter from the plains, and then return.

Having finished all this, I sat down in my office chair and let out a deep sigh. My whole body ached from having handled things so intensely after a long time. If only I could catch Evangeline, I wouldn't have to worry about these things, but I still had a long way to go. Aira massaged my shoulders, acting cutesy.

“You worked hard, My Lord.”

“Oh, you’ve had it rough, Aira.”

Aira was subtly demanding a reward, gently rubbing her breasts against my shoulder. It seemed Aira wasn't wearing a bra today, as I could feel her nipples brushing against me through her top. I glanced back at Aira. She was smiling bashfully. I sucked on her lips while rubbing her breast. The firm breast squished according to my hand's movement. Aira, as if in agony, pulled down her top and gasped for breath.

“Mmph… Mmm… Mm…”

“Turn around.”

As if she had been waiting, Aira turned her body and pushed her buttocks toward me. I lifted her skirt, spread her firm buttocks, and thrust my cock inside.

“Haang!”

Aira gripped the windowsill tightly and began to pant. I stroked her from her hair down her back and asked her.

“Did anything special happen while I was away?”

“Eung, ah, aaht, aht, well, that… Heut… from the academy, a letter, heut…”

“Right. A letter came from the academy. What was it about? I haven't read it yet.”

The letter's envelope was torn. Sieri, who was the acting lord, must have read it, so it was only natural. Aira panted, pressing her chest against the windowsill.

“Heut. Eut. Aang… Aaht..! It feels good…! More, moore…!”

“So, Aira. What did the letter from the academy say?”

The fact that a letter came from the academy bothered me for some reason. In the original work, the capital academy was a very insignificant place. The academy itself had no special events, only a quest to get a heroine. Aira took a sharp breath and said.

“Aheut...! Heek...! A-Academy...! Heuk... a-as a... one-day... teacher...! An invita... hyeuk!”

“A t-teacher?”

“Yes… Aheut… Eut… Aahng…!”

“A teacher?”

“Yes… that’s right… Haang… Heueung…!”

“Oooooooh!”

A teacher? I can be a teacher at the academy? At that one word, I came.

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