Chapter 100: The Name

Elara fully woke up.

"Noyce..." she trembled, sensing the almost solidified killing intent from behind.

"So, that extremely lascivious display was for Joshua to see, wasn't it?" Noyce's voice was as cold as ice from the underworld.

"No!" Elara screamed, "Noyce, let me explain! Ah!!!"

Two penises brutally thrust into her body with ferocious force, almost tearing her apart. Intense electric currents mixed with soreness surged into her brain, and tears instantly burst forth. Her words of explanation were shattered into pieces.

Noyce pressed down on the girl's nape, pinning her tightly to the bed. His penis violently penetrated her trembling body over and over, as if trying to force both sacs into the tight orifices.

Elara couldn't form complete sentences and could only let out shrill screams amidst the shattering invasion. The penis that used to bring her immense pleasure now became a true invader.

There was no teasing pleasure, no skillful variation in technique—just the most primitive and violent violation and possession, ruthlessly pounding into the deepest parts of her body.

The girl clutched the bedsheet, desperately trying to crawl forward to escape the brutal thrusting. But she was quickly dragged back, her hips lifted, and she continued to be fucked.

The slaps on her buttocks carried force, each one leaving a burning pain across her entire rear, turning it bright red.

Only now did Elara realize how terrifying Noyce could be when he exerted his full strength. The thick and long member cruelly crushed her clitoris, and her internal organs seemed to be torn apart. The intense soreness, amplified by the drug, turned into unbearable pleasure that almost made her faint.

The soft tissues in her orifices spasmed and tightened, only to be forcefully torn open by the penis.

"No! I'm wrong! Ah!!!" No matter how she struggled, it was useless. Her incoherent screams eventually turned into helpless sobs.

Elara felt like she was being fucked to death. Her weak and powerless body convulsed instinctively in the seemingly endless thrusting, pushing her to the brink of collapse. Shiny fluids continuously gushed out from the thoroughly fucked orifices, indistinguishable whether they were vaginal fluids or urine.

The girl sobbed helplessly like a child. The innermost part of her vagina had been softened by the prolonged pounding and now lay limply slightly open.

Noyce thrust viciously, his rigid penis breaking through the tender cervix and brutally grinding into the delicate inner chamber.

"Ah!!!!" Elara let out a miserable wail, trembling with pain all over. The priest's penis, after forcing open the narrow entrance, thrust deeply into the uterus with almost every stroke. The thick glans crushed the rarely penetrated inner walls, causing the girl to break out in cold sweat.

"No... please..." Elara's face turned pale, and she could hardly make a sound.

When the scorching semen finally gushed into the uterus, she could only convulse and let out weak, kitten-like whimpers, remaining in the position of being pinned by the two penises, collapsing.

The cervix closed tightly after the penis was withdrawn, locking the semen deep inside the inner chamber, with hardly any flowing out.

After Noyce pulled out his penis, the girl's unsupported body fell onto the bed like a broken doll. Elara's eyes were vacant, her tear-filled eyes glistening in the moonlight, her bloodless lips trembling slightly, looking utterly miserable and on the verge of breaking down.

The priest's mind cooled down a bit. He reached out and brushed away the sweat-soaked strands of hair from her face, gazing at her pale, lifeless little face, wondering if he had gone too far.

"Noyce... I didn't mean it..." Elara sobbed softly. She had called out another man's name while being fucked by Noyce, but she didn't know how to explain.

"It was my impulsiveness," Noyce sighed softly. He belatedly realized that Elara's abnormal behavior today was likely due to being drugged; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to climax continuously under such violent violation.

"You rest well," he patted Elara's head. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He would never let go of whoever dared to drug his Familiar. With that, he got up and walked towards the door: "I'm going to have a talk with Joshua."

Elara's heart tightened: "No... don't! It's not his fault!" She desperately tried to grab Noyce, but her weak body wouldn't obey. She missed her hand on the edge of the bed and fell heavily to the floor.

The brief scream made the priest, who had already reached the door, turn his head. He walked back helplessly and helped the witch, who had fallen in a sorry state and couldn't get up by herself.

Elara clutched his clothes tightly: "Don't hurt Joshua! He's a good person."

Her nervous expression caused Noyce's heart to stir with discomfort again. He glanced at the marks of abuse on her naked body and sarcastically said in a gloomy voice: "Good person? The good person who bullied you and drugged you?"

"He didn't bully me..." The chill emanating from Noyce made Elara shiver uncontrollably, and her voice trembled as it lowered: "It wasn't him."

"Alright, then tell me, who is the one who violated you?" Noyce stared into her eyes, still not reducing his hostility towards Joshua. The chastity belt had been unlocked by him, and whoever had ejaculated inside Elara, even if not Joshua himself, was definitely connected to him.

Elara dared not meet his gaze and lowered her head evasively: "It's..." The name Ward was on the tip of her tongue, but it suddenly stuck there.

"Weak people are doomed to be toyed with, and no one can save you," the cold female voice echoed in her mind, making it impossible for her to speak the words she originally intended.

"Noyce, a madman like him, is not beyond doing something as reckless as causing a death over a pet, being stripped of his abilities, and being expelled from the church."

"He is now greatly weakened from repairing the artifact, and it's uncertain whether he can defeat Eugenia."

"I've already shown great mercy by not taking his life when I had the chance."

Ward's words kept ringing in her ears, and Elara's heart grew cold. That's right, Noyce couldn't save her; instead, he would drag himself into the quagmire as well. Witches in the church were doomed to be manipulated, and no one could stop it.

Tears continuously flowed from her eyes as the girl's heart sank into the abyss of despair. Her voice was so low it was barely audible: "Noyce, can we just drop this matter..."

"What did you say?" Noyce narrowed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he had heard wrong.

Elara's voice trembled with sobs as she curled up and cried: "Please don't ask anymore..."

"Is someone threatening you?" Noyce still looked skeptical, unable to find a reason for her concealment.

"No one bullied me. Let's just pretend nothing happened, okay?" The girl buried her head deeply, crying and pleading.

The expression of the silver-haired priest turned cold. His familiar had been violated by another man, yet she was desperately defending that man. No matter the reason, it was a great humiliation to him.

"Elara..." Noyce's eyes gleamed with a cold silver light, and his voice chilled the surrounding air several degrees, "I said that if someone bullies you, I will definitely help you get justice. But that doesn't mean I can tolerate you betraying me."

The word "betrayal" made Elara shudder all over and she turned pale as she spoke: "I didn't..."

"Tell me whose semen is inside you, give me a name, and I can consider that you did nothing wrong. Otherwise, you should know the consequences of a familiar betraying a priest," the priest issued his final ultimatum.

The church's priests had absolute power over their familiars. No matter how cruel the torture, the familiars could not resist, and even direct execution was within their rights.

Elara trembled like a sieve. Noyce's anger could easily burn her to ashes. She glanced at the cold silver eyes and closed her eyes in agony: "I can't."

Noyce was stunned, frozen in place for a long time without speaking. Gradually, his eyes frosted over, and a chilling aura of killing intent seeped out. His voice was like a deadly ice blade: "Elara, have I been too lenient with you before..."