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Slave of the Demon King’s Castle 64

Slave of the Demon King's Castle 64

## Chapter 64 – Charlotte. Warning

After finishing sex with No. 25, Charlotte lay beside him, a satisfied expression on her face, and stroked his sweat-soaked body with her palm.

“You’re getting better and better, aren’t you?”

No. 25 smiled shyly at Charlotte’s compliment and snuggled closer to her, feeling their body heat. Charlotte caressed No. 25’s tousled hair as he nestled into her embrace and fondled her breasts, asking,

“Your horn is all healed, and you seem to be in better shape these days, don’t you think?”

“Really?”

He saw his body every time he changed clothes, so he couldn’t notice the changes, but Charlotte seemed to see it differently. Putting aside the changes in his body, the fact that his horn was fully healed was an issue that No. 25 couldn’t easily dismiss.

No. 25 took his hand off Charlotte’s chest and moved it to his forehead, gingerly feeling his horn. He hadn’t been particularly conscious of it lately, so he was late to notice, but No. 25’s horn had returned to its original state, with no trace of the damage.

He never dreamed it would recover so quickly.

His physical strength had naturally increased in the Demon King’s Castle, which was incomparably better than when he was barely clinging to life in the shabby market, but does that also affect the healing power of his horn?

Charlotte, who had been watching him, asked cautiously.

“It must have hurt a lot, right?”

It was about the time when he was caught in a swirling rage and broke his horn. She had no intention of forgetting the fact that she had caused the damage. She could barely forget the painful memories when she was intimate with No. 25, but when she saw that horn, the situation at that time came back to her vividly.

No. 25 smiled and shook his head at Charlotte’s worried gaze.

“I’ve forgotten all about it now.”

The pleasure Charlotte’s body gave him was greater than the physical pain he had received at that time. He had no intention of bringing up the memories of that time and blaming Charlotte.

Charlotte, strangely touched by his words, stroked No. 25’s penis again with her palm.
Charlotte, who had been wearing a sad expression whenever she saw his horn, now had the face of a female filled with joy and ecstasy.

Charlotte rubbed the head of No. 25’s penis with her palm and opened her mouth in a voice that stuck to his ear.

“Let’s do it again.”

There was no reason to refuse.

No. 25, who had just finished having sex, had an erection as hard as when he first became intimate with her at Charlotte’s words.
Charlotte’s eyes lit up as she looked at his erect penis and climbed back on top of No. 25’s body.
With their bodies completely pressed together without the slightest gap, the pleasure that started from the sticky vulva that grazed his penis ran through his entire body, and Charlotte, who had reached the limit of her patience, lifted her hips slightly. Even after extorting so much semen, Charlotte’s pussy was still not satisfied, as if it was smacking its lips.

Seeing the dripping vaginal fluid stretched out below her pussy, No. 25’s penis began to throb even more angrily.

Just before penetration, No. 25 noticed a slightly open door.
He felt like his head was turning white. The fact that the door, which he remembered closing securely when he entered the room, was open meant that someone had been watching this situation from beginning to end. No. 25 stopped her with an urgent voice.

“W-wait a minute.”

Charlotte looked down at No. 25 with a puzzled look. No matter how she thought about it, there was no reason to stop here. It was obvious that No. 25 wanted her too. Following No. 25’s gaze, Charlotte checked that the door was open and made a face as if she understood everything.

Getting out of bed, Charlotte approached the open door and peeked around, only showing her face.
Nothing was different from usual. There was no sign of anyone, not even a rat. But it seemed that she couldn’t completely erase the traces. Charlotte’s eyes caught a slightly stained hallway as she looked around.

No. 25, feeling uneasy, crept up behind Charlotte and asked.

“Was someone there?”

Charlotte closed the door and answered nonchalantly.

“No, no one’s there. Maybe a dog came by?”

“A dog?”

He had never seen an animal in this castle. Charlotte seemed to know something, but she didn’t explain it to No. 25 in detail.

The anxiety that someone was watching took away No. 25’s lust in an instant, and all that was left in his body, which had lost its desire, was the fatigue from moving his body. No. 25 couldn’t resist the drowsiness that was pouring in, even though he knew it was rude.

Seeing No. 25 yawning widely, Charlotte gave a somewhat deflated laugh. Judging that she couldn’t do it in this state, Charlotte wrapped her arm around No. 25’s shoulder and headed back to the bed.

Charlotte, who lay down on the bed first, gestured for him to lie down next to her. No. 25 was now used to sleeping with her. Naturally, No. 25 snuggled into Charlotte’s arms and slowly closed his eyes.

“You don’t have to worry. I’ll take care of everything, so get some sleep now.”

No. 25, using Charlotte’s arm as a pillow, slowly fell asleep, listening to her breath lingering in his ear.

Soon, No. 25’s chest puffed up slightly, and he began to breathe softly. Charlotte’s eyes, after confirming that he was completely asleep, turned cold, unlike before. It was such a rapid change that it was impossible to see them as the same person.

A puddle in the hallway, she could roughly guess. She had no intention of making No. 25 sad, but if someone other than Acer was blocking her path, she would simply eliminate them.

‘I have to take care of it.’

“Hilda, can I see you for a moment?”

Hilda, who was working as usual, felt her heart stop at Charlotte’s sudden call. Her stiff gaze and trembling hands represented her feelings.

“W-what’s the matter?”

Her anxiety began to run wild. The anxiety, full of thorns, was mercilessly stabbing Hilda’s heart.

“I just have something to talk about.”

It was a voice she couldn’t refuse. Hilda swallowed a sigh and nodded with a look as if she had seen the world, after leaning the mop she was using to clean the hallway against the wall.

Daisy watched Hilda follow Charlotte with a look as if she was watching a cow or pig being dragged to the slaughterhouse, and mourned inwardly.

The lounge on the second floor, Charlotte brought Hilda inside and was nonchalantly making black tea.
Charlotte said to Hilda, who was standing behind her.

“Sit comfortably.”

Hilda, who had been standing awkwardly, sat down on a small sofa with an awkward gesture after Charlotte’s words. Even in the process, she still looked at Charlotte.

‘I don’t think she’s angry…’

At least on the surface.

“I don’t have coffee right now, is black tea okay?”

“Yes, I’ll take anything.”

Anyway, she wouldn’t be able to taste any drink she drank now.

Back to the story from earlier.

Charlotte’s attitude was also unusually kind, unlike usual.
No, was she being kind in advance because she was going to say something bitter from now on?
Various thoughts were floating in Hilda’s head.

Soon, Charlotte placed two cups of black tea on the table, leaned back on the sofa, and sat with her legs crossed.
Charlotte put her hand in her pocket and asked Hilda.

“Do you smoke like the other kids?”

Charlotte didn’t smoke, but she always carried one or two cigarettes in her arms for the maids who came to her for counseling.
Hilda shook her head as if refusing. To her, who had a sensitive sense of smell, cigarette smoke was like torture.

“Really?”

Charlotte put the cigarette she was about to take out back into her pocket and held the black tea in her hand.

It was killing her to just drink tea without saying anything. The head maid wouldn’t have called her just to drink tea with her. Eventually, Hilda, unable to bear it, asked Charlotte first.

“Why did you call me?”

The voice that barely came out was trembling pathetically.
Charlotte took a sip of tea and answered nonchalantly.

“I think someone came by while I was having sex with No. 25 yesterday. You were on duty that day, so you know, right?”

At her answer, she almost spit out the black tea she was about to drink in an ugly manner. Hilda stared blankly at her face without even having time to cool or rub her lips that had been burned by the hot black tea.

She didn’t expect her to say that she had sex so confidently. Hilda, unable to give a proper answer as if she was broken, couldn’t give a proper answer to Charlotte’s unexpected behavior.

Charlotte scanned Hilda, who was unintentionally silent, up and down with narrowed eyes.
Hilda, unable to withstand the unspoken pressure, foolishly chose to answer Charlotte’s question with a lie.

“I, I don’t know. I didn’t go near there yesterday…”

Charlotte, who had taken the teacup away from her lips, got up from her seat and wandered around nearby.

“Really? You don’t know…”

Hilda unknowingly shrugged her shoulders at Charlotte’s trailing words.

“Yes…”

Charlotte, who had approached Hilda from behind, pressed down on her shoulder. Hilda couldn’t even scream at the pressure that seemed to shatter her shoulder blades. She only contorted her face and shrunk her neck like a turtle.

“Isn’t there something I always emphasize to you guys? I hate being lied to?”

Charlotte’s voice was so cold that it couldn’t be compared to the kind voice from just now.
Isn’t there a saying that your legs go numb?

Even though she was a little scary, when Charlotte, who had been on their side, revealed her eerie fangs, she felt like she knew exactly what that meant.
It felt like she was standing in front of the mouth of a hungry demon.
The thought that she might really die if she lied any more or didn’t give her the answer she wanted, Hilda finally spat out the truth.

“I, I saw it! I saw everything you did yesterday, Charlotte!”

Only after blurting out the truth, which was close to a scream, did Charlotte release the hand that was pressing on Hilda’s shoulder.
She couldn’t check it right now, but Hilda’s shoulder probably had a clear bruise from Charlotte’s handprint.

Charlotte, who sat back down, held the teacup in her hand and opened her mouth.

“Yeah, how good is it to be so honest?”

Hilda carefully stroked her shoulder and looked at Charlotte again. There was nothing Hilda could say to her. The only words that came to mind in this situation were, ‘I’ll be careful next time.’

Charlotte knew that too, so she didn’t care about Hilda’s answer and just kept saying what she wanted to say.

“Actually, I don’t really care what you do. It seems like that kid doesn’t think of you as more than a friend, and you don’t seem to have the courage to cross that line.”

Hilda’s eyebrows twitched noticeably. The fact that No. 25 didn’t think of her as more than a friend. In fact, she knew it better than anyone else, but she didn’t feel good hearing that fact from someone else’s mouth.

“But there’s always a chance in the world. Right now, you’re just friends, but what if No. 25 starts to like you more and more? What if you, who have mistaken that kid’s pure favor for affection between men and women, cross the line? Once you cross the line, its meaning fades, and I just don’t want that to happen.”

She was saying things that were hard to understand, but the point was, ‘Don’t have personal feelings for No. 25.’

“I know you were masturbating while watching us have sex in the morning. The fact that you’re masturbating while watching that means you want that kid’s body yourself, right?”

After finishing her words, Charlotte put down her teacup and got up from her seat again.
With just that small action, Hilda’s body began to tremble reflexively in fear.
The shoulder that Charlotte had grabbed was throbbing and screaming again.

“If you’re satisfied with your current position, just a friend, I won’t touch you either. He’s mine, the only man I and the Demon King have found. You understand enough, right?”

Hilda only nodded, feeling a sticky cold sweat seeping out of her entire body. She didn’t know that Charlotte’s possessiveness of No. 25 was this great.

She thought this was enough, but it was better to finish it properly.
Charlotte smiled and whispered in Hilda’s ear.

“If you break this promise or show even the slightest suspicious sign, wouldn’t a bad gift arrive in the forest where you used to be?”

Hilda’s eyes turned white at those words. In fact, if it was Charlotte’s strength, it was possible for her to erase Hilda’s small hometown from the map without leaving a trace and disappear into the back of history.

Charlotte said, passing by Hilda, who was trembling.

“Then please clean up.”

Hilda shouted in a desperate voice at Charlotte’s back as she was about to leave.

“C-Charlotte!”

Charlotte stopped and sighed, looking at the ceiling, at Hilda’s desperate call.

She thought she was doing it thoroughly, but as expected, a warning in words alone was useless. Charlotte slowly turned around, thinking of dealing with Hilda here now. Anyway, Acer seemed to know nothing about the maid named Hilda, and she could just make up an excuse to No. 25 that she had left for another area.

But what Hilda was about to say was different from Charlotte’s expectations.
Hilda carefully opened her mouth with a face that was stubbornly red even in the midst of the fear that was weighing down on her body.

“Is it okay to just watch you two do it…?”

Slave of the Demon King’s Castle

Slave of the Demon King’s Castle

마왕성의 노예
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Slave No. 25, who has lived their entire life in servitude, is sold to the Demon King.

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