Chapter 111 – Goddess of Betrayal (4)
After fucking and eating her sister, she heard from her mother that breakfast was ready. She says no exercise is as good as sex. Her body sweats profusely.
“Ah, did I put too much effort into it this morning? I’m sweating. Shall we take a shower and eat?”
“Why? It’s nice to smell like sweat.”
My smell fetish sister puts her nose to my armpit and smiles graciously. She hears incomprehensible bullshit like, “Here’s this for breakfast this morning.” She is my sister but a real pervert bitch.
“I don’t like it because it’s embarrassing. I need to wash up.”
“Since the soup is cold, why don’t we eat rice first?”
Her mother has a point. Let her eat and replenish her energy.
Everyone else’s table has an ordinary breakfast, but only mine is special. Spaghetti with truffles and tuna belly sushi, French onion soup, soup al lignon, and tiramisu and vanilla bean ice cream for dessert. Eyes all turn A little too much for breakfast for one person.
Of course, no one complained when they saw that they were treated as different as the heavens and the earth from their own diet, which consisted of soybean paste soup and roasted early fish. Because everyone understands the difference in status between me and me.
Besides, since I can’t eat all of these dishes, of course, they just have to share the leftovers. It feels like a king’s diet in the Joseon Dynasty, so it’s just excessive.
Pervert, like her sister, would say, “It tastes better because it’s mixed with her brother’s saliva.”
“Do you guys have a schedule for today?”
“Mom was going to go shopping at her department store with her friends.”
“It’s test day at my university.”
“I received a call to return to work immediately, saying that I have to deal with an important bill in the National Assembly.”
“Since I’m a real doll, I have nothing to do.”
Her mother and her younger sisters, Himeko and Isia, answered in succession.
“Okay? I was going to have an orgy party with only the idle guys.”
“”I am free.””
—In the end, everyone asked to participate. The meal was over with astonishing speed, like a sprint race. Everyone seems to have no interest in ashes. The girls had already finished their meals and their eyes were shining, so I felt sorry for making them wait, so I ate half of the vanilla bean ice cream and put down the spoon.
“Because my mom and her sister had a hearty breakfast in the morning.”
At this point, my mother and sister tried to shout something at the same time, but they stopped me. They seem to be muttering things such as “It’s still not enough” And “The message from the liver”, But let’s ignore it.
“Himeko and Isia-senpai, come here.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Thank you, Master.”
They ordered everyone to be naked, but rather Himeko was wearing a red kimono with her plum blossoms on it. Also, formal furisode. It is a ceremonial attire. It seems that she came wearing it with the idea of ”Dressing that emphasizes sexiness” In this guy’s own way.
On the other hand, Shia Lee was a real doll with zero shame and zero fabric, a perfect naked body. Although he was carrying a sword named Kunitora.
“Take both of your chests together.”
Himeko and Isiah tucked their arms under their breasts and gathered their flesh. Both are quite big, but Himeko is slightly larger.
“Himeko do her paizuri.”
“Your Majesty.”
Isia pouted her lips as if she was sad.
“Senior, stand still because I will lick your pussy.”
“Yes. Master.”
After licking the sour-smelling pussy with her tongue a few times, her love juice immediately flooded. Himeko also eagerly shook his cock comfortably with her big breasts. Each time her breastbone bounced, her cock grew bigger and bigger. She almost gets a full erection.
“Get down, Himeko. I won’t fuck you.”
“Ah… I am deeply moved that His Majesty is personally bestowing holy blessings on such an insignificant person.”
Himeko held on to the sofa as a pillar and lay down. She pulled up the skirt of her kimono, revealing the flesh of her no-panties. It’s not true now, but it’s a kimono… I don’t think it’s a costume optimized for sex.
“Oh no♡ Lung, Your Majesty! The same big and superior cock as always is coming! Himeko is… Himeko goes away like an idiot!”
“Can I wrap it inside?”
“Of course not! Being able to receive Your Majesty’s excellent DNA is the greatest honor as a woman!”
He continued to slap her on the butt and hit her from behind. Himeko threw off her usual sober poker face and became a bitch as she gasped and poured out her vows of affection towards me, but my attention was directed elsewhere.
“… Far away.”
That’s Ishtar.
The goddess, still sitting alone at her table, feigning indifference, nervously biting her molars, was my real purpose. She was stressed by the reality of being neglected as if only she was being bullied.
‘As soon as you eat, you don’t even digest and mate like animals. What the hell are the people in this family… ! You really can’t be the kind of people you can associate with!’
“What are you doing, Ishtar sister? Sister, let’s do it too!”
“Ooh, don’t be funny! Why me!”
Kim Ji-won, who had been waiting for her turn while kissing her mother as a lesbian, reached out to her estranged friend, but was bitterly rejected. The sympathetic attitude made Ishtar even more angry.
“Why not? Since then, my older brother said that we shouldn’t be shy and let’s all enjoy it together.”
“Do you think I am a slave to dirty lust like you?! Persons with intelligence and character mate all day without clothes! Aren’t you ashamed?!”
“No way… What’s wrong, sister? Like a virgin.”
“I’m sorry for being a virgin!”
“Eh? Zee, was she a real virgin?”
Kim Ji-won opened her mouth in disbelief.
“Poor… ”
That one word acted as a trigger and made Ishtar recall the distant past. I could see the dusty plains of Jason. The nameless small town where she was born appeared before her eyes. This is the story of Ishtar when she was still a girl.
“Poor… 」
On the way back from fetching water for the rice paddies, I suddenly hear the whispers of the village women.
“You’re so pretty, but you still don’t have experience with men? That child named Ishtar… 」
“Because she’s so pretty, she must be out of her mind.”
“It’s because men are scared.”
“Anyway, it’s pitiful that you’re now of marriageable age, and you don’t have a boyfriend, let alone a husband…” 」
As an idol of the village, she was loved by everyone, but Ishtar was always alone because her men implicitly forbade a certain person to intercept. Her friends are looking for their mates one by one… Ishtar was alone.
Still, I was still young at the time, and I was vaguely expecting someone to propose to me soon, so I didn’t worry too much.
Soon after, the second son of a certain count of hers actually announced that he would take her as his wife, and Ishtar knew only that from now on, her luxurious life as an aristocratic wife would begin. As she left town, the moment she shook her hand with her triumphant smile at her wives who were talking behind her was thrilling.
“Oh, it is beautiful. Not worth giving to you I should have such a beauty.”
“I beg your pardon? No matter how much you are a father, that alone cannot be tolerated.”
“You dare to disobey me, the count?”
“I will not hand over Ishtar, even with my enlisted soldiers.”
However, as soon as they set foot in the county, infighting between the father and son of the count began, and Ishtar was reborn as the seed of war. After hearing the rumors, even other nobles who came running showed interest in Ishtar, and eventually Ishtar was officially declared non-aggression by the emperor.
「From now on, no one can make Ishtar his wife.」
‘To… ? What is that So who am I marrying? What about your husband? What about your boyfriend? Love is? Love?’
He was aware that he was pretty. She thought that with her beauty, she would lead the life of a lady who charmed many men and was envied by women. But what is this? The Emperor forbade her to marry, and when that was not enough, she was revered as a goddess by her priests, and she was doomed to live forever as her virgin body, ignoring men.
Still, Ishtar struggled to affirm her position.
‘Goddess is an honorable mission. Rather than living as someone’s ordinary wife, she is much more blessed to be a goddess who guides all mankind to peace’
After her deification, Ishtar’s beautiful appearance was consumed as an element adding to her divinity as a goddess. It is a symbol of nobility and holiness, not off-white. Because Ishtar is the hope of all humans…
While walking on the land devastated by the offensive of the demon king’s army, Ishtar gave grace to the people. She then overheard the chatter of her wives, who were not very pretty, in a village that looked exactly like her hometown. The trouble was that her ears were too bright. Her hearing was originally developed to hear the prayers of humans, but it would have been better if she had the ability to filter out gossip.
“Isn’t Goddess Ishtar a little pity?”
“Huh? What?”
“Yeah, think about it”
Her countryman’s wife, carrying her not-so-cute-looking baby on her back, boasted that her lot was better, looking at the disgrace of her goddess.
“You’re so pretty, but in the end you can’t even hold a man’s hand, right? Lifetime too. Continued for tens of thousands of years”
「Ayy, she’s still a goddess~」
“What if she is a goddess? She can’t enjoy the joy of a woman, can’t have a baby, can’t start a family, and doesn’t have youth because she’s fighting only with the demon king, right? She’d rather have an ugly husband like me.”
“Is it? Come to think of it, it seems like that.”
‘I… Poor?’
How pitiful is I, the noblest goddess on the continent. I didn’t know that even her cheeky kinky wife looked that way. Ishtar did not help when the demon army invaded the village where the villager’s wife lived a full year later. Even the great sage just believed Ishtar’s words that “I wasn’t ready”… Her truth is that she hated the woman and turned away from the entire dying population.
And that’s not all. She had another unforgivable guilt. Her secret that no one else knows.
“Ishtar is a goddess anyway, so she can’t be with Hayato, right? Hayato is my fiancé after all, so she will marry me!”
Lilith Valentine… A magician from the fallen daughter of a ducal family who belonged to the same party as Hayato. Having liked Hayato, she always looked down on Ishtar and dismissed him as not even her love rival. No matter how much the two of them tried to argue, in the end she would pour cold water on her, saying that a goddess and a human could not be connected.
「If you think about it, Ishtar, you are very pitiful too, right? She secretly likes Hayato, but in the end, she has no choice but to lose her to me, right?”
When Lilith was bitten by her venomous teeth of the 4th Heavenly King of her demon army, Ishtar performed her false act even though he was able to save her.
“Sorry. This poison is so strong that even my magic cannot detoxify it.”
“Oh, that can’t be! Ishtar! Do something! Lilith is our colleague!」
“I’m sorry, Hayato… It’s impossible even with the authority of the goddess.”
“Nonsense! Lilith! Lilith! Can you hear me?! Never die! I’ll try my best!」
“It’s impossible, Hayato. She can’t even speak anymore. The neurotoxin spreads through the body… 」
“… …」
The dying Lilith’s eyes were not on the beloved Hayato, but on Ishtar. Ishtar tried hard to ignore the eyes of Lilith, a member of the party and an essential member for defeating the Demon King’s army.
The story of the neurotoxin was real. Lilith can no longer speak. She can’t express her opinion.
All she can do is express her sense of betrayal in her eyes.
「Kheuk! I’m sorry, Lilith! I didn’t know that her bastard’s poison could be so strong! There was a poison that even Ishtar couldn’t heal! I should have stopped you when you said you were going to lead! Who knew it would turn out like this!!”
Hayato doesn’t know. The poison that is killing Lilith is obviously powerful, but it is not fatal enough to threaten her life, although her aftereffects will remain if she uses a special ancient magic. And Lilith assumed her vanguard without worrying about Ishtar, with the calculation that she would save her life. Lilith tried to take revenge on the goddess who deceived everyone with her heinous lies, even with her eyes, but Ishtar turned her head away and her eyes, filled with resentment, were soon covered with darkness.
The party lost a wizard.
Magician Lilith Valentine, who was the continent’s most elite in terms of magic sensitivity. Had she been alive, she would have known in advance the information that the succubus Bianca had absorbed the demon lord’s power before entering the final battle and would have devised her countermeasures. May be
Ishtar knew that in her heart, but she still couldn’t forgive Lilith. She wanted to kill the hated mage more than she thought she would conserve her power for the party’s odds.
“Ishtar is pitiful.”
‘Am I pitiful? I? I?’
To hear those words that have become a riot even on Earth. Even Kim Ho-yeong’s younger sister, Kim Ji-won, could not take revenge disguised as unfulfilled willfulness as she had done until now.
“I have no pity! Don’t treat me, the goddess, the same as you humans from the underworld! What is that sex?! I can be happy even without a man! Do not pity me!”
She let out her anger violently, but it didn’t come through because her brother, Kim Ji-won, ran out after receiving her brother’s call. Ishtar felt like her stomach was turning.
