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Chapter 66 - Chapter 66 – A Dangerous Performance

With the curvy beauty slung over his shoulder, Ethan Hayes dashed back toward the royal prison, not even bothering to ask whether she agreed to be carried like this.

He did want to ask—honestly—but the heavy scent of alcohol coming off her body made it clear: even if he did, it'd be a waste of breath.

No doubt about it—so late at night, and out here drunk and causing trouble—this had to be Vanessa, the sultry witch from the Black Bulls.

Judging by the direction she came from, she'd likely just finished playing booze bandit in the royal palace.

Unlucky for her, she ran into the one guy on patrol who actually took his job seriously.

"This should do the trick..." Ethan muttered to himself, speeding up his pace.

The cold rush of air from his wind magic stirred Vanessa from her alcohol-soaked slumber. She shivered and slowly opened her eyes.

"Ugh..."

Blinking her thick lashes, she stared in a daze at the sky above. Wait—why was she up in the air?

Another gulp of liquor surged through her bloodstream. Her drunkenness hit a new high, and the bottle in her hand slipped out and crashed to the ground.

"Yuno, listen here—I'm crazy strong now, y'know! You don't believe me? Let's settle it right now... Ow—"

Yuno stood there, staring at a dazed and twitching Asta, now lying flat on the ground, foaming at the mouth. The fallen bottle glistened nearby. Yuno's mouth twitched.

"...Yeah. Let's talk tomorrow. I'm taking a shower."

Fwoosh!

Like a meteor streaking across the night sky, Ethan soared through the air with his wind magic. His mind was clear, not really thinking much.

But his body? His body had other ideas.

Vanessa was a full-bodied, curvaceous woman. And carrying her like this? Let's just say, certain parts of him were... reacting.

Worse still, he had to go act out some fake raunchy drama for a certain prisoner. The thought made his blood rush.

"Everything ready?" Ethan asked the warden as soon as he returned to the prison, still carrying Vanessa over his shoulder.

He'd timed it—he'd been gone less than seven minutes. If everyone was in place, there'd be no time for Rades to grow suspicious.

"All set, sir. Been waiting for your command, hehe..." the prison guard chuckled.

He hadn't expected the young Squad Captain to have such unique tastes. Public roleplay? With witnesses?

A full audience? At least fifty or sixty men lined up outside the cell.

Wild.

Just plain wild.

"The youth these days... terrifying..." he muttered to himself.

Still carrying Vanessa, Ethan arrived ahead of Rades on the first floor of the prison.

The corridors were packed. Even if there weren't a hundred spectators, fifty to sixty was a sure bet.

"Captain! Sir!" the soldiers called out in greeting, though their eyes kept drifting to the woman he was carrying.

She was stunning.

And that outfit—witchy robes with thigh-high stockings? Total knockout.

"Alright, listen up," Ethan barked. "Line up in a straight queue. I want you all to yell out the dirtiest things you've ever said in a brothel. Whoever performs best? Gets a promotion. Got it?"

No time for details—he just had to trust the warden had prepped the crowd properly.

The cell doors swung open.

No choice now.

Ethan slipped Vanessa into one of the front cells, hidden behind a curtain of white cloth.

As he walked in, his mind struggled to reconcile what he was seeing. Could Catherine really have sold them out? He still couldn't believe it.

But seeing that long line of rowdy guards and hearing their vulgar jokes? Doubt gave way to dread.

"Move it already, geez..."

"Why the rush, huh? You can't even last three seconds, bro."

"Hah! That was amazing—one more time!"

Crude banter pierced the air, ringing in Rades' ears like a blade scraping stone.

Ethan Hayes… actually pulled something like this?

"…Sorry," Ethan whispered inside the cell, gently laying Vanessa on a table. Her long legs hung limply off the edge.

Of course, he wasn't really going to do anything. But to sell the act? It had to look real.

Creeaak... creeaak...

The wooden table groaned beneath them.

Outside the cell, Rades had finally arrived. Just a curtain separated him and Ethan now.

Through the shadows on the curtain, the outline was unmistakable: one person laying down, the other in a rocking, rhythmic motion.

The silhouettes were… convincing. If you didn't know any better, you'd swear it was Catherine and Ethan together in there.

They were even putting on a show—making it extra dramatic, just for the audience.

Thump… thump…

Ethan worked the table like a stage, playing to the illusion as hard as he could. The misaligned shadows gave the perfect impression of… something lewd.

And it was getting to him.

Vanessa, lying below him, made his throat tighten. The whole setup was painfully tempting.

That "so close, yet not quite" sensation made his heart thump in his chest.

Several times, he almost caved.

But reason won out. Even if he wanted to… not with so many people watching.

"Catherine…" Rades hissed through clenched teeth.

Vanessa, still tipsy, let out a drunken moan in response.

The sound drained the color from Rades' face. His legs gave out. He stumbled backward in despair.

"How's that for a show?" the warden chuckled nearby. "Captain Hayes said if you confess everything and plead guilty, he might let you have a go with that wench too. He's had his fun with her a dozen times already, haha!"

The words slammed into Rades like a sledgehammer.

And just like that, the last shred of his mental defenses shattered.

In a daze, he allowed the guards to escort him back to his cell.

"Phew… think that worked?" Ethan muttered as the sounds of retreating footsteps faded.

His sensing magic confirmed Rades hadn't stuck around for long—barely three or four minutes.

Hopefully, that was enough to break him.

"You good?"

"Mmhmm. Pretty comfortable…" came a soft voice.

Ethan responded without thinking: "Yeah, me too…"

Then it hit him.

He looked down.

Vanessa's cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were wide awake and crystal clear.

His hands were gripping her thighs.

Their bodies were lined up in just the wrong position.

And the pose?

Let's just say, it left nothing to the imagination.

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