The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 234: Song of the Betrayed (14)

Now that I think about it, that’s something there was in the past. Maleficent was particularly good at using them. If I look at the fragmented memories of Maleficent, curses act on the soul.

So, it was easy for her to kill Victoria back then. She was such a powerful witch that she could cast a curse that would normally take a human shaman all day, instantly.

I walked up to the nearest patient first.

Then, I grabbed the patient and recited the contract.

The patient’s skin swelled up as if it would burst and then immediately hardened. Then, like ceramic cracking, it formed cracks and shattered, revealing pristine white skin beneath.

There was no trace of the curse.

Suddenly, the place fell silent.

Instead, sharp stares from all directions were focused on me.

I looked at the commander and asked.

“Should I contract with them all?”

The commander bowed his head to me.

“Please.”

I had ruthlessly put the soldiers in the worst possible situation. I thought the commander was incompetent, but I proceeded, grabbing each patient and reciting the contract.

The first thing I learned in this world is that contracts should be made one by one.

Once the contract is made by simply reciting it, it becomes difficult to control.

Most of the people in this place had turned to white skin. But in the intensive care unit, where seriously wounded patients gathered, most of their skin had turned blue.

Even if death is certain because the curse couldn’t be lifted, as long as they weren’t on the verge of dying, their bodies didn’t turn blue.

From my own experience, both white and blue skin felt the same when I touched them.

It's awkward that even I don't know the identity of what I'm using, but what can I do?

It's the most powerful weapon I have, after all.

So, I spent quite a bit of time moving around the hospital, creating many Harvesters.

But there was a blind spot...

One of the Harvesters in the ICU gained the supernatural ability to break curses. It seems that if there’s something I need to solve but can’t, I gain the supernatural ability to solve it.

Of course, what this Harvester can solve is the dismantling of curses. While it can’t heal severed limbs or missing organs, just lifting the curse is enough for this hospital to treat those injuries.

So, I couldn’t turn all of the patients into Harvesters.

That’s a bit regrettable.

Still, it’s not necessarily a bad thing that the Harvester gained a supernatural ability.

It raises my value.

And then, I left the hospital, had dinner with the commander and his adjutant, and went to my lodging in the city.

It’s a very luxurious room.

Of course, compared to the accommodations I stayed in at the capital, it’s quite shabby, but what can you do? It’s a lodging usually provided when royalty from other countries visits.

Anyway, they said they’d prepare a means of transport so I could head back to the capital tomorrow.

It’ll be a comfortable trip back.

I thought to myself as I lay on the bed.

As for the other side, well...

This side is comfortably hanging around.

Even without eating, I can see that my body is being supplied with calories, likely from the nutrients coming through the tubes implanted in me.

In the faded memories, I vaguely recall receiving fluids and lying in bed for more than two days.

Back then, I wasn’t hungry at all.

Normally, if no action is taken, muscles dry out and quickly wither, but in this body, I have no such worries.

Why, you ask?

Because when pain and pleasure rush in, the body reacts automatically.

The muscles throughout my body contract and expand repeatedly, so it seems like I’m exercising automatically.

Though, I do have a question about whether this bodily fluid leakage is okay.

But I didn’t ask. Instead, I continued reciting the contract whenever I saw the woman coming to check on my condition.

Of course, I didn’t expect it to work. After all, the women with the same face were all already contracted.

If they push me in, I can immediately fill it.

But I don’t. Until I understand this world better, I won’t act recklessly. So, I quietly held my breath, mechanically reciting the contract.

Even with my eyes covered, I wasn’t unaware of my surroundings. When you observe the body, you can still sense the outside world, even if your eyes are covered.

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If I were to compare it, it’s like using ultrasound to see inside the stomach or using special waves to peer inside a building.

The resolution isn’t as high as sight, but I can roughly tell that something is moving.

And with the sound of footsteps added, I can assess the situation.

The woman always comes from the same direction, stands somewhere to my left, and then disappears. When my field of vision briefly cleared, I saw a machine with a dashboard there, so she’s probably checking my ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ condition.

Pain and pleasure feel very irregular, but I noticed that, like some program, it repeats at regular intervals.

It’s fully automated.

And after quite some time had passed.

Instead of the usual footsteps, I heard heavy ones. And it wasn’t just one pair. There were many footsteps.

Hmm? What’s going on?

I waited, expecting something to happen, when I heard a familiar sound.

“Did you enjoy last night? Even a powerful demon, when entering that body, immediately falls and howls like a beast. Above all, my child hated the most the feeling of his existence being sucked into it.”

He chuckled.

My child?

Ah. This thing inside me, I suppose. Judging by its lack of movement and how it has lightened, it’s probably dead.

But a demon?

Ah-ha!

He’s already experimented on me. He didn’t summon me immediately. I could tell he wasn’t particularly nervous because he’d likely experimented many times, gaining confidence. Also, using the phrase “my child” suggests he has stolen power from some subject.

But in that case, couldn’t he just summon me and then produce offspring?

Perhaps he has some flaw.

“How about it? Are you ready to submit to me now?”

Hmm. Should I have a real conversation here, pretend to be some incomprehensible monster, or just act? Well, acting is out. I’m not an actor. I’d definitely get caught.

I wanted to decide based on how the opponent looked.

By looking at their expression, I can sense what they’re feeling, but at this moment, I wish I could take off the blindfold.

Hmmm.

Right now, I can hear multiple breathing sounds beside him. I hear trembling sounds from those breaths.

Heh-heh.

Are you trying to experiment? Did you bring an experiment subject?

Well, if that’s the case, I only have one thing to say.

“I will give myself to you. But after you finish everything, I want everything you have in return. How about it?”

There was a brief silence.

Then, the rustling of paper was heard. The sound of pages turning.

“Hmmm. There’s no memory at all in the brain. Even a powerful demon or a lowly deity, once summoned, has information recorded in the brain. Is it a monster beyond recognition? Or is it because it’s such a primal god that it has no awareness? But it tried to converse.”

Ugh!

That was close. Can you read memories? Luckily, it seems he couldn’t extract mine... I should refrain from lying as much as possible from now on.

Muttering echoed.

Then, there was the sound of something scratching paper. Writing.

“Assistant. Bring the first subject to the author. We will now begin the experiment on the contract’s mutation state.”

When the mage spoke, I heard fearful groans from the side. The trembling ones had their mouths sealed.

A few footsteps rushed and soon, the heavy steps drew closer to me.

Whoosh.

Then, my body suddenly jerked forward.

No, to be precise, my head went downwards. And with a click, the part connecting my head and body was fixed.

They’re making sure I can’t move my head.

And shortly after.

My vision suddenly cleared.

In front of me was a boy with a ruined face, looking up at me with an expression of fear. Standing next to him were two women with the same face, holding the boy up, one of them holding a blindfold.

Around the boy’s neck was a necklace I had seen before.

They’re checking the Harvester.

Fine. I’ll actively agree to this kind of experiment.

When you try to explore me, I’ll explore you back!

I recited the contract.

The boy trembled and shook his head, but when the woman struck his groin, he screamed, frothing at the mouth.

Then, a little later, the boy nodded.

Hmm.

It’s connected, but I deliberately waited. I prefer to think there’s a limit to it. It’s easier to handle when I think there’s a restriction.

The mage instructed to remove the gag from the boy’s mouth. Once the gag was removed, I recited the contract again, and the boy, with a fearful expression, accepted it.

Then, I pushed myself into the boy.

A Harvester was born.

And besides the boy, there was another man. Five women. All of them young or children.

After the last person became a Harvester, I was blindfolded again and hung in a position close to lying down.

I looked around from the Harvester’s perspective.

I could see the surroundings I hadn’t noticed before.

There were massive mechanical devices above and below me, and metal needles ran along my spine. And at the end of those needles were wires that connected to a metal device above.

In addition to that, several tubes were implanted in my body. Some were in my blood vessels, and blood was being filtered through an artificial kidney-like device before flowing back into me.

Quite a tight setup.

The mage instructed one of the women with the same face to keep observing me, then took the Harvesters and left the room.

Then, the Harvester was vivisected.

At that moment, the memory of Daegon, an expert in biotechnology, flashed. Looking at the tools around, or the perspective of someone dissecting, and using the information recorded by the mage, he describes a highly advanced level of technology.

All of the Harvesters came from people living in the city where this lab was located. Some had been sold as slaves, others were kidnapped.

However, the technology here is likely more advanced than what I saw in the world I came from.

The reason the world I saw seemed underdeveloped is likely due to the enormous technological gap between the upper and lower classes.

I’m learning about this world bit by bit through these Harvesters.