Though they had defeated Frey, and Damien planned to make her a familliar, it was only natural.
The problem was, Frey wasn't a Pokémon.
How could a beating make her obey a trainer?
"No matter."
Damien didn't mind, reaching toward Frey as he explained, "The power of [Capturer] is absolute."
"It's not just a simple brand like other contracts."
"The process of turning a captive into a familliar is, for a majin, akin to a complete restructuring."
This was fundamentally different from non-majin familliars.
For beings like the Snow Empress, Ice Empress, Egorpon, and Artoria, it was more about accepting Damien's rule-altering power.
"Imagine if my [Capturer] didn't capture but digested."
"Could digested food ever threaten its master?"
With the ability to forcibly capture, everything about the target fell under Damien's control.
Whether willing or forced, once the familliar transformation was complete, cardinal world majins lost all ability to resist Damien.
"Isn't that just like me?"
The Ice Empress muttered, recalling her status as a pet, not a partner.
"You're a pet; she's a prisoner. There's a difference."
Damien added, "At least, Snow your place in my heart is far above Frey's."
"Flatterer!"
Damien's words inexplicably cheered the Ice Empress.
Wait!
She quickly realized the issue.
She was someone's pet, yet a few compliments made her happy?
Whatever…
Seeing Frey in an even worse state, the Ice Empress regained confidence.
'I, the Ice Empress, familliar status +1!'
With Frey at the bottom, the Ice Empress, second-to-last, finally had someone to lord over!
[Capture Initiated…]
[Physical Resistance Neutralized]
[Soul Analysis in Progress…]
Frey's magicules were immense.
At nearly 900,000 EP, even Damien required significant effort to complete the capture.
"Let me handle this."
Violet appeared beside Damien, assisting her master in Frey's transformation.
"Even after neutralizing her, it takes multiple steps?"
Damien noticed a flaw in [Capturer]: for beings with vast magicules, he couldn't simply swallow them like Rimuru.
The analysis took time.
If interrupted, the capture would fail, wasting all effort.
Fortunately, no such interruption occurred with Frey.
After about five minutes, Damien successfully captured Frey, making her his fifth familliar in the cardinal world.
[Frey]
[Race: Harpy → ??? (To Be Determined)]
[Magicules: 990,000 EP (Half-Awakened)]
[Unique Skills: Transcender, Sky Sovereign, Hunter (Gains significant magicules by hunting strong foes)]
[Special Skill: Magicule Solidification]
Swish!
As the transformation completed, Frey opened her eyes, instinctively retreating and warily eyeing the room's occupants.
"What's going on?"
"I'm… still alive?"
Frey felt no relief, only unease.
A female enemy, defeated but not killed, taken captive.
What fate awaited her? It was obvious.
Though she called herself a queen, Frey had little experience with men.
As a strong woman, she had no interest in such matters and would never let a man touch her body.
"My wounds…"
Soon, Frey noticed her changes. 'All my injuries are gone?'
'No, it's more than that.'
Thanks to Magicule Solidification, Frey felt her body in unprecedented condition.
'So strong!'
'How did my body become this powerful?'
Ignoring the strange straitjacket for now, even without channeling magic, Frey burst with astonishing speed.
In raw data terms, if her physical strength was 10 before becoming Damien's familliar, now, with Magicule Solidification, it was 100 or higher without magic.
With magic enhancement, Frey couldn't imagine her potential.
She even had a premonition.
With this physical strength, she could easily overpower Artoria in a rematch.
"This power…"
Frey stared at Damien gravely. "What did you do to me?"
"What did I do…"
"Words are less effective than letting your body experience it."
Damien wanted to test the extent of his control over his familliars.
He wouldn't bully Shuna, Shion, Egorpon, or the Snow Empress.
But Frey?
He had fewer reservations.
"So…"
Seated in the main chair, Damien raised his head, issuing a kingly command: "Kneel!"
"What?"
Frey thought she misheard. She, the Sky Queen, one of the Ten Great Demon Lords, kneeling?
"!!!"
Reality slapped her hard.
"Why…"
Her mind wasn't controlled.
Yet her body obeyed Damien's command flawlessly.
The queen knelt, her ice-blue straitjacket accentuating her tragic beauty as a defeated monarch.
"My body… it's not under my control?"
Frey finally grasped the gravity of the situation. "This is your ability? Like Clayman, controlling others' bodies?"
"Comparing me to that filth."
Damien had no intent to humiliate Frey. With a wave, she stood automatically.
"Come here!"
Another command, and Frey unhesitatingly approached him.
"Sit!"
"…"
Frey was utterly stunned.
She didn't know what kind of control she was under.
But Damien's actions crossed her line.
"You'd better kill me now!"
Frey gritted her teeth, glaring at Damien looming above her. "Making me your servant? Never!"
***
If you want to read up to 50 chapters ahead, don't hesitate to visit our patron: pat reon . com / XElenea (remove space)