Chapter 197 – 197. Duke’s Tenth Sabotage (3)
※ Hatred: Mental Destruction
· This is an episode with a rather brutal depiction of Scene #3.
· Elderly people, pregnant women, or readers who are not good at cruel scenes, please be careful when watching Scene #3.
· There is a summary of #3 in the author’s review, so those who skipped that scene can scroll down to the bottom to see the contents of scene #3 🙂
– One –
Slap, slap.
‘It’s warm…’
Munk, Munk.
‘Board…’
Swoop, Swoop.
‘Good mood…’
Churrureuk!
“Hee, hee!”
Kanin frightened and opened his eyes at the strange sensation he felt between his crotch.
He struggled reflexively, but
Visit!
Tup.
“Your Highness. Please stay calm.”
Before passing out, the last voice he heard came from behind him.
“Hee, hee, hee hee!”
Canin was frozen.
And I was astonished.
‘Why why?! Why?! Where is this place, what is this situation?!’
He just couldn’t keep up with the situation.
The situation he faced when he opened his eyes was because it was very different from before he passed out.
‘Why am I naked? Why did you wake up in the bathtub? Why, why, that woman hugging me, me, me, me,’
Claws?!
‘Hhhhh!’
He screamed inwardly.
“How about attending the girl’s bath, Your Highness?”
“…”
Canin wanted to shout inwardly that this was no bath attendant.
The bathing attendant he received at the lion’s cradle had tickling physical contact with the ladies-in-waiting.
However, while overlapping their bodies in this way, it was by no means that they were blatantly massaging their bodies.
This is,
‘Ae, ae, ae, ae, a caress, a caress!’
It was like that.
“Huh. Seeing that your genitals have grown so much, it seems that you really like the girl’s service, Your Highness.”
“…”
“Majesty.”
“…”
“Shouldn’t you answer me, Your Highness?”
“Hee, hee! That, that, that,”
She smiles softly
Mungle!
‘Hee, hee!’
Her voluptuous, soft bare chest touches Canin’s back.
‘Yoo, nipples, nipples…’
Canin was about to go mad.
Because he hadn’t slept in the last few days, he hadn’t discharged a full load of semen through wet dreams.
Because of Rasputin’s medicine, he had the ability to produce semen that was far beyond human.
As such, he was suffering from severe frustration after just four days.
‘Huh, uhhh…’
He hadn’t been aware of it because of fatigue and fear, but after waking up from a good night’s sleep, the rush of sexual desire was enough to paralyze his reason.
Claws, claws?!
“Oh, my God! You’ve grown bigger, Your Highness!”
The woman who was hugging him tightly from behind Canin,
Mungle!
She pressed her own chest closer to his back.
He could see something rising over Canin’s shoulder.
Her eyes were burning madly.
At that time,
“…Let go.”
Startle.
Canin purrs in her low voice, and she pauses without further lunging at him.
‘It’s a cub, but bloodline is a lion, so…’
There is a strangeness in her eyes.
Snap.
Shoot it
She walks away from Canin’s back.
“I apologize, Your Highness.”
“Go is not your plaything. Even if he is a prisoner, treat him with due respect.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Canin had to brace her neck desperately not to look back at her.
“Majesty.”
“… Go clearly revealed to you the will of the refusal.”
“Do you no longer need the girl’s bath attendant?”
“… Yes. Get out of here right now.”
“Hehe, aren’t you overly confident about the prisoner of war?”
Startle.
This time, Canin had to shake her body.
He reminded her that she could kill him at any time.
“Do you want to see the Crown Prince of the Empire lying at your feet and crawling like a dog?”
“It’s not like that. It’s not like it’s not like it’s cute, so I just tried farming for a while.”
“Your speech is full of rudeness. However, Go doesn’t have enough strength to dissuade it, so he has no choice but to endure it.”
“…”
She looked at Canin’s back and smiled at her.
“Your Highness. If you come, would you like to wash your hands and come out?”
“I already said so.”
“I’ll prepare clothes for you outside.”
“… Thanks.”
Her last words would have been to her, not as the country’s crown prince, but as Kanin herself.
Slap, slap, slap.
Squeak.
Click.
She left in her bathroom.
“Ugh, ugh…”
And only one beast remained there, struggling desperately in desire.
– 2 –
By the time Kanin was cleaning her body alone for a long time,
“…It was.”
– Ho? Did you mean that?
“Yes. Your Highness’ prediction was completely wrong.”
After leaving Canin’s bathroom, the woman was talking to someone through a communication magic tool.
– Right. So what are you going to do?
It was none other than Regal who was talking to the woman who was harassing Canin using a communication magic tool.
He seemed quite amused to hear that his prediction had failed.
Perhaps it is because the situation in the system is going much more smoothly than he expected.
“Anyway, I don’t think there will be much meaning in forcing it to proceed.”
– Right. I will leave that to your discretion, Marquette. Let the rest proceed as planned in advance.
“Leave it to me, Your Highness.”
– Then, once you’ve completed your mission, I hope you can go as comfortably as possible. Don’t forget to dispose of used communication magic tools immediately after ending communication to prevent tracking.
“…”
She remained silent for a moment, with her head bowed.
Regal looks at her with her eyes closed.
– Do you still have something to say?
“… Your Highness. This will surely be the last report to Your Highness, right?”
– … I bet it is.
“If so, can I just post the last words of the girl to Your Highness, assuming it’s a will?”
Piririk.
Immediately, Regal cuts off her communications.
Marquette closes her eyes.
Tears form on her eyelashes as she waits.
“Your Highness… From the moment I first met you, I truly and fervently yearned for you…”
With the unlit communication magic tool in front of her eyes, she swallowed her tears in silence for a long time.
But there was no way there was an answer coming back.
– 3 –
“Majesty.”
Canin saw Marquette face to face for the first time.
She was a woman in her mid-thirties, with her burning red hair hanging down like a shiny horse mane.
“Can you look after the girl now, Your Highness?”
“…What is your name?”
“I don’t know, Your Highness.”
Kanin’s expression hardened.
“… Then, when Ko calls you, what should I address?”
“Wouldn’t it be enough to just say ‘You’ to Your Highness? The fact that a lump of blood the age of a son calls a girl ‘sister’ is a manly girl, so I can’t stand it, Your Highness.”
“In the first place, when you call yourself a girl, you call me a girl, too.”
“Huh?”
A wrinkle forms between her brows.
Canin quickly shuts her mouth.
“Well done, Your Highness. Shouldn’t you understand the subject? Your Highness is like a bug that I can kill with the snap of a finger.”
“…”
“So, why don’t you take care of yourself?”
“… The situation of the deceased is miserable…”
Canin turns her head away, unable to bear the rush of her melancholy.
To be honest, it was difficult for him to even endure the current situation.
Endless guilt, pouring verbal abuse and cold stares, unpredictable situations, and the resulting physical and mental pain combined with it, made him proud of himself just for not being black.
“Your Highness. There are a few things the girl wants to ask.”
Hahah.”
Kanin gave a bitter smile.
The person who does not need to ask for permission asks himself for it, and he grants it even though he is not qualified to give it.
This situation itself was like a disgusting mockery of her.
And that’s probably true.
“How was the animal experience for the four days until yesterday?”
“…”
Kanin’s face goes pale.
Mocking and ridicule, voyeurism and contempt, and, contempt, and contempt.
They spring up from his bottom.
“Ooh, ooh…!”
Canin’s stomach churned at the thought of it.
He retched constantly.
Seeing that, Marquette smiled with satisfaction.
“Just by looking at that response, I can tell you how much fun it was to experience the beast. It’s worth devising a new concept of experiential learning, and the girl is very satisfied, Your Highness.”
“Wow, Weede! Ok!”
Charrrr.
Canin slurped her stomach juices all over her floor.
A viscous, sour liquid splashed on her boots, but she seemed unconcerned.
“Hehe. Humans are very peculiar animals. Until yesterday, Your Highness was living there, curled up like an animal imprisoned behind bars. Didn’t you really get used to it casually?”
“Ook, ogok! Oweeeee
Charreuk, charreureuk.
Iron pudduck.
She spills the canin in the gastric juices she vomited.
He was on all fours on the floor like an animal, his head hanging.
His slender shoulders tremble.
He was gasping for tears, snot, and panting like a defeated dog.
She looks down at Canin without saying anything.
A cold gaze pierced the back of Canin’s head.
“But, just because you tasted a comfortable bath, a decent meal, and a cozy bed for just one night, seeing how disgusted you feel the short days of rolling around in such a heap of shit is truly amazing. It hasn’t even been a day since I got out of the place I’ve grown accustomed to.”
“Uhhh… Uhhhhh…”
“Fufufu. The girl has been watching all of them. I don’t like His Highness, the noble royal family, to poop and pee in front of lowly commoners.”
“Gwaeek, gooeoeoeok!”
“With no water or food,”
“Guuuuuk! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!”
Chwack, wow, wow!
“I mean the miserable face that was curled up without sleep.”
“Heh, heh, heh, heh…”
Canin cries.
Only then did he realize.
The fact that the comfort given for just one day was a gift she gave to maximize the difference between her and the previous day.
Her taunts were cruel and sophisticated.
She wanted to die
At the age of 13, Canin began pondering for the first time in his life the possibility that death might be more comfortable than life.
“That man is like a beast, I am convinced at all times. When wild beasts are caught in traps and kept in cages, they act in exactly the same way as you have shown to Your Majesty. In fact, they capture insignificant vultures and imprison them there. Even if you leave it, there is nothing different from how you showed it to Your Highness.”
She proudly raised the level of honor to increase the intensity of her taunts at Canin.
With extreme honorifics, the conversation, no, the mockery continued, in a terribly old-fashioned tone that could only be seen in a play script written in ancient times.
“The girl has finally proven that the noble royal family and the great imperial family are in fact vain and vain fiction.”
“Ha ha, ha, ha.”
“Isn’t the imperial family and the imperial family, in the end, a place full of human beasts? Wherever the beasts are full, the law is the same. Indeed, you can’t feel the saying that there are no people above people, and no people below people. Age?”
“Guuuuu…”
Canin trembles in her body.
Slurp, iron pudduck.
I slipped on the vomit and hit my head on the floor.
Chin.
On the back of his head, Marquette gently raises his foot.
“Majesty.”
“…”
“Canin.”
“…”
“Hey.”
“Keuk…”
Canin let out a suppressed moan.
Maybe it’s crying
Canin had a vague idea that the sound she was making sounded like that of a beast.
“Everything you enjoy is the blood of the imperial subjects.”
Because she proved the fictitiousness of the imperial family, she even threw away the title of honor.
She was one of the greatest mockery experts in the history of the Empire.
“That’s…”
“Commoners like us have to pay a lot of prices to enjoy everything you enjoy. Money, time, labor. Even then, you can’t enjoy everything, so in order to choose one, you have to give up something else. What you have is limited. It’s an unavoidable, unavoidable choice. It’s called opportunity cost. Have you heard of it?”
“Ugh…”
“Well, you dastardly brutes who wear the name of the imperial family live by squeezing the blood of the imperial subjects, so you’ll have no idea what the opportunity cost is. Maybe you’ve heard of the concept, but you’ve never truly felt the pity it brings. It’s because the imperial subjects pay the price instead, so as long as life lasts, you’ve been secured infinite goods and infinite time. Isn’t it?”
“Geuuuuu…”
“You wouldn’t have to give up. The only thing lacking is time, and you monopolize everything you can enjoy in the world, and we pay for it instead. That’s why you are the most wicked of beasts. Taking away opportunities and monopolizing the rights of others, the most despicable beast among all the beasts that exist on this continent. That is the true identity of you members of the royal family.”
“Haaaaa!”
Canin wails.
It is unclear whether she knew it or not, but her point was in direct contact with the guilt Canin had been brooding over the past four days alone.
He realized that what he thought was a natural right to be a member of the royal family could be enjoyed by paying for the blood and sweat of his subjects in the narrow sense and all the subjects of the empire in the broad sense.
And, he saw the blood shed by his servants right in front of his eyes.
However, he himself is not able to escape safely and is captured like this.
In doing so, he made the deaths of his subjects worthless.
One could argue that it was force majeure.
However, the values Canin learned and built were not.
Success is also the responsibility of the monarch, failure is also the responsibility of the monarch, I have been taught since childhood that the monarch is a responsible position.
That’s why, for the past four days, he has been immersed in terrible self-loathing, blaming himself, not anyone else.
Food.
Looking down at the weeping young beast, curled up in the vomit, Marquette laughed coldly.
At the same time, she felt great satisfaction.
Because she was sure she had it right from the first button.
“Beast.”
“…”
“You foolish, despicable beast.”
“Yes…”
“I will make you a human.”
With that conviction, she once again changes her tone, consolidating her own dominance.
Swoop.
Canin turns her head to look up at her.
There is yearning in his eyes.
“A man must pay for everything he enjoys.”
“…”
“If a captive animal wants to enjoy water and fodder, bath and toilet, soft bed and clothing, it will have to pay for it all.”
The longing in his eyes quickly cooled.
His eyes tremble
He had nothing
“With what…”
“Whoops.”
Marquette let out a serious sneer.
“All you have now is your lowly body. But here there is no need for the unreasonable labor of your lowly body.”
“Then…”
“So, sell your vulgar body.”
“That, what is that…”
Wow!
“Evil!”
She kicks Canin’s body.
Whiik, Cheolpudeok.
Canin’s body rolls backwards.
The canin sprawls on the ground in an ugly shape like a stoned frog.
Shuk, Toouk.
She removes her boot from her right foot, exposing her bare foot.
Swoop, swoosh, swoosh.
She strokes Canin’s penis with her bare feet.
“Hee, heehee…!”
Canin trembles.
He cannot make eye contact with Marquette, and continues to roll his eyes towards an unknown place.
“In your vulgar body, the least valuable thing is this obscene club of meat.”
“Hee, hee…”
“So, become a male prostitute and release the desires of the female revolutionaries.”
“Oh no,”
“Whoop whoop whoop.”
As Canin tried to put her words of denial into her mouth, her laughter echoed through the room.
Canin kept her mouth shut, looking up at her cautiously with her anxious eyes.
“I am generous.”
“…”
“Therefore, I will give you a lowly choice as well.”
“That, that’s…”
“If you choose to live in the cages of beasts out there,”
“Hee, hee!”
Canin’s neck tightens.
His face turns pale
He seemed to have even forgotten how to breathe for a moment.
“Then, I will share everything without charge. Mother nature only bestows what beasts enjoy without charge, so if you too choose to be a beast, I will give it to you without charge. , You will be able to enjoy only what beasts enjoy.”
“Huh, huh.”
“Only in that cage.”
“Turn off, turn off! Turn off!”
Canin is trying to get the game going.
He lies on his back, vomits and groans.
But nothing comes out.
Only empty retching leaked out of his mouth.
“Are you going to live as a beast or as a man?”
“Turn off, turn off…”
“What you will live on, you choose yourself and just spit out a single word.”
“Huh, uh, uh, uh.”
“Choose. Will you remain as a beast or live as a man?”
Canin’s eyes tremble.
No.
The tremor gradually subsides.
It stops.
Die.
“Sah, man…”
Marquette smiles brightly.
She realized that she had fulfilled one of Regal’s three orders.
Swoop.
She puts her right foot toward Canin’s face.
Her right foot was clogged with vomit from Canin’s clothes.
“Lick like a dog.”
“…”
Squeeze, lick.
Evil, evil, evil, evil.
Canin lifts her head and mechanically licks her foot.
She wipes her filth from her feet with her tongue.
“Haaa…”
She begins to let out her languid moans.
“And don’t forget today’s lesson.”
“Heh, heh…”
Shrill, Sararak.
Took.
Canin chose to be a man.
But whether the path he took was less abject than remaining a beast, no one could tell.
