Chapter 110 – The Saint Is Broken (10)
Time has passed.
A lot has passed.
I didn’t feel it much, but I vaguely felt it while watching Azazel’s swollen belly.
How long has she been
I’m not sure.
Azazel hasn’t spoken to her since that day.
He suffered from aphasia as a result of the great shock.
Her lost legs, arms, and dented breasts were somehow resolved with my castle method, but her eyes were already consumed by the demonic energy, so there was no way to do anything.
She is Azazel, who has to live with a semi-permanent disability.
I cried.
She felt sorry and guilty and couldn’t bear it.
Azazel just patted my head.
With her empty, empty eyes.
Azazel is alive.
Poor Azazel.
Lively Azazel.
That aspect of Azazel now exists in her memories like a faded Polaroid picture.
Currently, she wanders aimlessly here and there, or just looks at the window at a distance.
“Azazel. You have to close the curtains so you can see outside.”
As I draw the curtains, I see a cloudy sky.
It’s a pity that the sunny weather is good.
Azazel turns her head to look at me.
She smiles.
The smile you show only to me.
It’s painful to watch.
My heart misses.
Azazel stares blankly outside.
Since the gaze was fixed, I also moved along with the gaze.
It was a sight of melting snow.
“Soon it will be spring.”
Winter is coming to an end.
I feel like this winter feels longer.
Come to think of it, Prince Leon, who was captured together, is said to have escaped.
I felt fortunate.
That person still won’t be broken.
However, the cost has been passed on to us.
Ronin harassed us even more as punishment for Prince Leon’s departure.
Painful days.
Days without hope.
We endured.
It’s broken, but it’s still alive.
It’s Saddam, but Ronin seems to break people really well.
There is nothing to say about that outstanding talent.
Smart.
A knock was heard.
“Come on, Arya.”
This is Gina’s voice.
“Are you calling only me?”
“Since when have you ever had a question?”
I immediately apologized.
“I’m sorry, Gina.”
“Tsk, it’s not fun to react like a doll again. As you know, Ronin is calling.”
Call of Ronin.
Fortunately, it seems to be the only one calling me.
The fact that Azazel isn’t bothering her is less troubling.
It’s also an expression of his intention to treat me harshly, but it’s better for me to suffer than for Azazel.
I stood up and stroked my brother’s hair.
“If I’m late, don’t wait and go to bed first. Did you know, Azazel?”
As I was about to leave, Azazel grabbed my sleeve.
Her actions made her look at her stupidly.
My eyes are trembling anxiously.
“Aren’t you coming soon?”
Gina and repeat.
She hated the fact that she had to shake off her tender touch.
It’s too hard for me.
I held Azazel’s small hand tightly.
And I brushed it carefully a few times.
“I’ll be back soon.”
She mumbled her mouth a few times before speaking quietly.
“Sister, you must come quickly. Should I come to Azazel’s side quickly?”
It was the first word Azazel uttered after that day.
Tears welled up.
You must resent me.
No, I wish I had resented you.
This me
I’m like a traitor.
I cried.
I wanted to make a promise.
I wanted to make a statement.
To come
That it will come soon
But that’s why you’re just telling clumsy lies to get out of the way.
I know.
Mouth didn’t come off.
I turned her head toward the window and averted her gaze.
“… It may be late. You know I can’t do it my way.”
Azazel doesn’t say anything, and she lets go of my sleeve.
It seemed as if that behavior had discouraged them, and it seemed as if they had let go of the string of hope.
I felt like my mind was collapsing from the tip of my toes.
Azazel shut her mouth like she always did.
Silence and stillness flow.
When she even wondered if what she just said was an illusion concocted by her broken mind.
“There is a limit to waiting.”
Gina was greatly agitated.
I finally captured the scene of the snow melting by the window with my gaze.
Soon.
Spring is coming.
Ain.
Spring without you.
* * *
Edifice created.
Emotions created.
Created mind.
I’m struggling.
Fall into the swamp of pleasure and sway your hands and feet.
There is nothing to catch.
It just subsides.
It just settles down.
Under.
Under.
Further down.
This is repeated until the affair is over.
Today’s training was relatively mild.
Because I was more durable than other women, I was treated badly.
Ronin and I are lying on the bed.
I let out a rough breath and tighten my trembling thighs.
Joo-wook, the semen that stretches like cheese looks like cream between buns.
“Come to think of it, the kingdom of Gaul was destroyed. The front lines were also in a state of collapse, and the troops were a mess, so I didn’t worry too much, but it’s also at the level of ending in the rain. In that respect, it would have been okay to show a little surprise.”
Ronin, who had an affair with me, told me the sad news in a flowing manner.
Fall of the kingdom.
If this was a game, it was a declaration that could be considered a bad ending.
It didn’t come as a huge shock.
I thought maybe it was going to follow the prescribed steps.
Without a hero or a saint, it would have been difficult for them to stop the demon lord’s power.
A group without a central point is easily disintegrated.
Fools.
Even if they gathered strength, they would have fought against each other in a situation where they were not enough.
A faint laugh escapes.
“Is that so.”
“They say that Magdalena is also on the verge of being captured.”
A city with an erotic headquarters.
When Ronin mentioned Magdalena, Makarov came to mind, but it soon sank into consciousness.
I hit it off moderately.
“That is a big deal. Ah, are you happy with Ronin?”
According to Jina, Ronin was under the command of the Demon King, so he can be regarded as a person on the Demon King’s side.
He shrugs his shoulders and says.
“There is nothing to be ashamed of. I’m not particularly swearing allegiance to the Demon King.”
“Is that so.”
“Yes that’s right. By the way, you react like Namil.”
“Because it’s someone else’s business.”
Where can I afford to sympathize with someone’s misfortune when I can’t even take care of myself right now?
I’m the idiot who can’t even protect what this hand touches.
“Even if you pretend to be so indifferent. Aren’t you all trembling?”
“It’s not Chuck. I’m not interested, I’m sorry.”
His fingers ran up the back of his waist.
It’s a creepy feeling.
Ronin speaks in a rather low tone.
“Don’t be arrogant, Arya.”
“I’m sorry if you felt offended.”
“How can you be offended by something like this? More than that, how is Azazel these days?”
Do you ask that?
Don’t you feel relieved after breaking it like that?
Be shameless
Indeed, it’s like Ronin.
It was a sensitive choice of subject enough to crack the mask I made.
“It’s always the same.”
“Oh, poor Azazel. You were so strong when you endured, but once you collapse, it seems that even rehabilitation is difficult. Even though my aria is so harassing, he is still alive and well.”
His hands caressed my thighs and buttocks with cunning movements like snakes.
I reacted immediately.
He twisted his body and let out a grotesque swearing.
“… Hehe, oh.”
His round ass contorts as the ronin squeezes his hand.
He grabbed his ass and spread it apart, and semen dripped from his cunt.
“Aria. Would it be your job to scrape the semen from your pussy every time?”
Scraping the semen wrapped up in the pussy with your fingers.
It was a daily routine after being trampled by him.
There are no significant results, but the child is still not conceived.
But it will be a matter of time.
After countless circumstances, I will one day come up with an idea.
You can’t scrape all the semen out of your vagina with your fingers.
“I’m used to it, now.”
Ronin laughs.
“It’s not good because you get used to it. Speaking of which, could you show me one more time here?”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t you know? The act of taking my bodily fluids out of your precious place.”
You stink, really.
I’m going to take out the words of protest that I can do.
“The bed will be dirty.”
“It’s okay.”
There was no way I could win against his coercive gaze.
He got up on his knees and got out of bed.
Since I was wearing only my underwear while wearing the seongbok, I pulled up the seongbok that touched my ankles with my hand, and then clamped it with my mouth.
So, the peach-like immaculate lower abdomen was exposed.
Some even show blue marks on the Ronin’s stitching, possibly bruising.
I was used to being trampled on.
The threshold for feeling shame has also been raised.
I show him my pussy with a faint sense of shame.
It didn’t stop there, and he stirred the vagina with his fingers.
Flinch, flinch.
Sometimes, whenever I touch a sensitive part, my body naturally trembles.
Every time Ronin removes the packed semen, her pussy swells and foams up.
I soaked the bed linen with a mixture of semen and love juice.
It’s like drawing a map.
“You ate too much, you pussy.”
The finger that was trying to scrape the vagina stopped.
Because Ronin grabbed my wrist.
He just moved my wrist around.
My fingers quickly began to scrape the semen from my pussy against my will.
It’s like masturbating with someone else’s hand.
“Huh, laugh, yuk!”
Even in that miserable situation, I felt.
As if this is the fate of females.
The sudden situation made me look at him with a puzzled face.
“I did it because you gave me the face you wanted, but is it a problem?”
“Oh, no, heh, it is.”
“Look at this. Doesn’t your pussy tingle from wanting to eat semen again after eating like that?”
“… That’s right, heeup, seup, hik, niat.”
“Now you don’t even deny it. Hey, your pussy is so honest.”
Like a baby sucking on candy, my pussy bites into my finger and won’t let go.
I trembled and shuddered at the touch.
“Right, right, right, hehe, ah.”
The moment when the joke is about to continue.
I heard words that broke me.
“Oh, and that. They say the hero is dead.”
That word came out of nowhere.
Because it’s so shocking.
I inadvertently tilted my head.
“To?”
“Did you die fighting the Demon King? It’s a story that’s been around for quite some time, but it’s only been told now.”
Creak.
Creak.
The cogwheel in my head makes a strange sound and deviates from its orbit.
It felt like that.
My feelings now.
“Are you dying?”
“Yes, that Einstein is dead. I wanted to get revenge for blowing my body away, but it turned out to be a pity.”
“It’s a lie, there is no evidence.”
“Oh, are you having a hard time accepting it?”
“Isn’t that a lie made up to annoy me?”
“I’d like to say yes, but there’s no lie here.”
“Is Ain dead?”
“I guess so.”
“Lie.”
“You must be heartbroken.”
“Lie.”
There’s no way Ain died.
There’s no way he doesn’t exist in this world.
I shook my head vigorously.
“Would you accept it if I showed you the severed head?”
What does he bring out
This is a luxurious box in black and gold.
The size is odd.
The size of a human head.
I laughed.
“Lie.”
He opens the box
I opened my eyes wide.
Because I couldn’t believe it.
“No.”
That’s.
“No.”
Unmistakable.
“No. No.”
Your.
“No. No. No.”
Face.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!”
Even the shell I made to protect myself is breaking.
I am.
I.
I can’t admit it.
This is not real
FakeHey.
“Hee hee.”
Laughter came out in front of great despair and destruction.
That’s how my world collapsed.
And spring has come.
