Liberation of The Slaves Chapter 107 – The Birth of a Perverted Angel

Novel: Liberation of The Slaves Author: starlet Updated: Jun 13, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 107 – The Birth of a Perverted Angel from Liberation of The Slaves, a Adventure novel by starlet.

As I sat in the dining room, slowly chewing through my breakfast—yet another bowl of bland, purple-tinged stew—I couldn’t shake what happened earlier.

More specifically, Aza’s very vocal reactions during the whole water-feeding scene.

Seriously, it was just giving water. Not a romantic kiss. Not even a hint of tongue contact.

So why… why did she sound like I was reenacting a steamy novel?

I narrowed my eyes and took a long, deliberate sip of water before asking—

【I… I’m really sorry, Master. The stimulus from your body during that kind of act… it hit my soul directly. It was… too intense.】

Her voice was small. Embarrassed.

【Yes. Your reactions—your emotional and physical responses—they get heightened tenfold in . Normally I can adjust them… but now I can’t.】

I blinked.

Adjust? If she could usually tweak that kind of thing, why didn’t she do it this ti?

【…It’s locked.】

【I think… it’s the surprise punishnt from Goddess Libertas. Back then… She said She’d prepared sothing special. I didn’t know it would be this. I can’t change the settings until I get a physical body again.】

I nearly dropped my spoon.

【Apparently so. And… the stimulus sohow beca automatic. It’s back to normal now, though.】

I stared into my stew like it held the answers to the universe.

The stimulus only spiking when I kissed Selena…

What kind of divine punishnt is that!?

I wanted to scream internally, but I held back.

【Yesterday… was manageable. The stimulus was normal and the adjustnt settings were not locked yet. But today is different.】

【I think… it’s related to your trust towards . Yesterday my emotion restoration was 89.99%. But it hit 90% today. That small difference seems to have… unlocked so threshold.】

So… trusting her makes her more sensitive?

What divine nonsense is that?!

【Well… mouth, obviously. And possibly your hands… head… legs… and maybe… your lower region. I still need more data.】

There was a beat of silence.

Then she added, voice far too hopeful:

【Would you like to test it out, Master? For science? We could chart out what regions cause the most stimulation—】

It was obvious that she just wants to feel good, so it would be better to ignore her.

She fell silent.

I resud chewing my stew with exaggerated slowness.

Aza’s punishnt might’ve been from a goddess…

But the real punishnt here… was having to deal with this.

【There’s no need for that, Master.】

【...The only thing I can do is swap the stimulus between us.】

I shot that down instantly. Just imagining it gave cold sweats. If she swapped the stimulus, I’d be the one feeling everything during those water transfers.

I can’t imagine what I would do to Selena!

And we’re not even a couple! At least… not yet. I an, I’m still ten! ntally older, sure—but biologically? I’m still firmly in "kid" territory. I'd prefer to be a proper adult before even thinking about doing anything romantic.

No, why even am I thinking about this?!

【I don’t want to swap either, Master. Even if the stimulus is intense… well… it feels good.】

Wait…. What?

【Yes. In fact… I think I might already be addicted.】

She said it so nonchalantly, like admitting a new favorite snack.

This woman—no, this angel—was supposed to be divine, celestial, a model of restraint.

Instead, she’s over here casually announcing her growing addiction to indirect mouth contact.

【I won’t deny it if it can make you keep giving her water through mouth to mouth.】

I buried my face in one hand.

【W-Wh… Wha… WHAT!?】

Aza’s voice cracked like a dropped teacup.

【N-No… No, that can’t be… She wouldn’t—Libertas is kind! She’s generous! She wouldn’t emotionally torture with phantom mouth addiction!】

Pause.

【…Would she?】

And just like that, she started spiraling. Hard.

【O-Oh Goddess… This is it, isn’t it!? I’ll spend the rest of my existence twitching every ti soone drinks water near !】

She was fully breaking down.

【I didn’t think this through! I said I’d accept any punishnt! I was trying to sound cool! I didn’t an “make a moaning masochist with an oral fixation!”】

【I WASN’T! This is real! This is my life now! I’m a fallen angel in spirit and in dignity! I’m going to die single, addicted to mouth-to-mouth hydration, and nobody will ever understand my suffering!】

I leaned forward and sighed into my stew, spoon half-lifted.

Aza was glitching.

This wasn’t just a malfunction.

This was a spiritual blue screen.

A celestial crash.

The divine equivalent of Alt F4-ing her composure.

I’d never seen her like this before. Usually, she was composed, smug, occasionally teasing—but now?

Now she sounded like soone who just realized they’d been permanently banned from their favorite online ga… and it was all their fault.

This might’ve been how I felt back in my past life when I had to uninstall a ga I was hooked on—because exams, or because work, or because my mother hid the charger again.

So yeah… this might really be her punishnt.

And it was hilariously, cosmically cruel.

【Really!?】

Aza’s voice lit up like soone had just handed her a lifeti supply of premium ice cream. She bounced back instantly, as if her soul had just been rebooted.

【T-Then don’t do it too fast! Give a few seconds between each kiss so I can catch my breath.】

【It’s not about breathing! It’s about processing! The stimulus overloads my divine receptors!】

【T-That’s not entirely wrong, but it’s not entirely right either! Look, just give a little ti between each one, and I’ll try—try—not to moan like a possessed banshee, okay?】

She sounded way too earnest about that.

【…I… can’t promise that. The intensity’s kind of… yeah. But I’ll at least muffle them. Like a dignified angel should. S-So please, just don’t change the thod! I’ll whisper! I’ll murmur! I’ll do morse code moaning if I have to!】

She’s really addicted to it. It’s kind of scary.

This is supposed to be a divine being.

An angel.

Yet she’s over here, panting and pleading like a perverted glutton denied her favorite snack.

If I didn’t know better, I’d assu she was a fallen succubus with a water-drinking fetish.

【Really!? Yay! Thank you, Master! I love you! Like, forever!】

I sighed, forehead thunking softly against the table.

What sins did I do in my past life to get this kind of punishnt?

【H-Huh…? N-No. W-Wait! You just said you’d stick to the original thod! Don’t break your promise five seconds in! You evil, cruel villain! I hate you!】

【Ugh… Exploiting the situation for your benefit… You are truly wicked–】

【I-I an! Y-You’re so kind! And dashing! And noble! So incredibly, unfairly handso! So damn handso!】

…She really throws away her angelic pride the mont I threaten her “special ti.” I couldn’t help but picture her from the Imaginary World—wings aglow, voice full of wisdom, a divine presence that brought hope and calm.

Now she’s practically begging overdramatized mouth-to-mouth hydration.

at, Ice cream and affection are her only weaknesses, apparently.

And I plan to exploit them.

I could already see it: a future where our roles are reversed—no longer Aza teasing . It’ll be teasing her relentlessly, with no escape.

Her dignity? Gone. Her counterattacks? Useless. Her pride? Reduced to pudding.

【Master… did you just think sothing villainous?】

Oops.

She’s freakishly good at reading the room.

【Wha—!? N-No! Please don’t punish like this, Master! I-It was just a joke! I swear! Don’t take this precious joy away from your humble, loyal, hardworking angel…! I’ll… I’ll be good! I’ll serve you better! Just please, don’t deny this small crumb of happiness…!】

Now she was playing the pitiful card.

Even her voice dropped to a soft whimper, like a kicked puppy with a halo.

【Thank you! I love you! I really love you! Like, eternally! Infinitely! Infatuatedly!】

Just few seconds ago, she said she hated .

Then she loved .

Then hated again.

Now we’re back to eternal devotion.

What a troubleso girl.

A divine glitch with too many emotions and zero sha.

Tinkle!

Hmn!

That’s a yes. Their emotional waves felt similar to the ones I sensed earlier inside Selena’s body—warm, content. They seed to like the affection. Just not the... Aza level of affection.

Tinkle!

Hmn!

Oh. Apparently, they find Aza’s reactions downright terrifying. Fair enough. If I were them, I’d be worried she was about to explode into confetti from sheer overstimulation.

Tinkle!

Hmn!

…Wait. Now they’re saying they want to experience a kiss personally—with their own physical bodies.

Tinkle…?

Hmn…

Their energy dimd a little. Oops. Well, better to crush innocent dreams early before they evolve into awkward expectations.

They fell completely silent, like deflated balloons. I felt a faint pang of guilt. But still, this was necessary.

Then Aza, being Aza, had to fan the flas.

【Don’t sound so heartless, Master. They’re just expressing their hopes. You might change your mind once your body’s older.】

【EH!? No, no, no! I-I’m sorry! Forget what I said! Fia! Nyx! Zip it! Don’t tell him your forbidden desires until after puberty!】

I raised an eyebrow.

Tinkle!