Chapter 225 – 225. Prince Kanin’s Mental Depravity Due to Rebel Women (3)
– One –
Spatula, spatula, spatula, spatula.
‘Majesty. A girl has never believed in the idea of falling in love at first sight with someone, Your Highness.’
Marquette closes her eyes and weeps quietly.
But those were tears of remorse, not tears of repentance.
‘Haona, that was only before I met Your Highness. Ever since I saw your deep brown eyes burning with ambition, the girl has lost all her heart to Your Highness.’
Spatula, spatula, spatula, spatula.
Wood Deuk.
‘I yearned for Your Highness’ deep pupils, yearned for Your Highness’ ambitions, was thrilled with Your Highness’ confinement, and wanted to have your Highness’ child…’
Swoop.
Marquette looks up at her ship.
There was nothing that should have been there.
Swoop.
Turn your gaze and look down.
There, a mass of flesh presumed to be her own womb, shredded and jumbled among her ripped flesh.
She will never have Regal’s child again.
She turns her eyes to see Canin’s stunned body through the gaps between the Imperials slicing her own.
‘I wanted to embrace Your Highness’s child for ten months, give him a girl’s milk, and raise him with her love…’
Jeruk, jruk.
Tears flow from her eyes.
With the leather on her face torn away, what she shed seemed no different than her bloody tears.
‘If Your Highness hadn’t taken the girl, it would be clear that the girl would remain as the third daughter of a baron family, living as someone’s mother and someone’s mother.’
Spatula, spatula, spatula.
Chow ah!
Rumble.
Parrrr.
Some of the Imperials must have touched her arteries while digging into her flesh, and her blood spurted out like a fountain in all directions.
She will be feeling unspeakable pain.
Anyone could tell because of her constant spasms.
But her pain was nothing special in the midst of it.
This is because all 23 rebel women were in the same situation.
“Kyaaaaa!”
“Just kill! Kill!”
“Healer.”
“Yes!”
Woo woo woo woo woo!
Their bleeding stops.
But it doesn’t get any better.
Due to the great success of the warlord healer, their lives were constantly extending.
‘The girl abandoned her family name, and she has lived for ten years to stand by Her Majesty’s side. The stability of her life, her determined future, her happiness as a woman, it is because she was not as good as being by His Highness’ side.’
Spatula, spatula, spatula.
Jeezujjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjji
Pop.
Something goes off again
But even if anything fell away, it didn’t seem like it would give her a sense of loss that surpassed the emptiness that lingered in her heart.
‘If only I could hear Your Majesty’s congratulations on the girl’s merits, the girl would decapitate any object and blow off her head. If her highness could only smile at the achievements of her girl, she would have spread her crotch to anyone and steal information about her. Your glory was the girl’s glory, and your joy was the girl’s happiness. Because of that, the girl was able to happily complete any dirty mission, any difficult mission…’
She recalls Regal’s face.
Regal, whom she fell in love with, was already in middle age.
She had watched Regal change from adulthood to old age, by her side.
‘Whoops. Since Your Highness rejuvenated, You will never know how happy the girl was to be able to fulfill one of her earnest wishes. More and much more than the girl imagined, Your Highness’ days as a young man were devotion itself.’
And I saw his youth with my own two eyes.
After that, she couldn’t help falling in love with Regal even more.
‘Except for having a child for Your Highness, the girl has fulfilled all the wishes she had in her heart. Because of that, the girl was able to take on this mission with a joyful heart even when her death was predestined.’
Wooded Deuk!
Zuzie!
It seemed that there was not much flesh left on her body.
Because at some point I started to hear more of her bones crunching than her flesh being torn.
Her life may not have been long.
‘However, I still feel resentment for not being able to say a single word of admiration for Her Majesty before she died… I miss you, Your Highness…’
Because they wanted them to see and hear their bodies being destroyed, the imperial soldiers did not touch their ears or eyes at all.
But now, hours later, most of them hadn’t seen or heard it.
There were also those who swam in haze due to anemia, and there was no time to contemplate their own bodies as they writhe in pain and write evil.
If Chiba saw them, she might have laughed at them as sewage.
Squeak.
She turns her hazy eyes and looks at Canin once more.
‘Ah… Last mission… In front of that… I have to die… I almost succeeded… Alas, Your Highness…’
In her fading consciousness, she recalls the three orders given by Regal.
First, melt the crown prince so that he becomes obsessed with women and becomes sexually promiscuous.
Second, conceive the crown prince’s child.
Third, die with her child in front of the dauphin’s eyes.
Regal gave these cruel orders, ordering her canin to be destroyed as much as possible.
By inflicting an indelible psychological trauma on Canin, he ordered Marquette to create a direct opportunity for him to fall.
‘The girl…’
Took.
Her body stretches
Her breath, which had been thin, finally stopped.
Completely.
“Is he dead?”
“Yes, General!”
“Cut your throat.”
“Yes!”
Whoa!
Kwajik!
Chin, Degururr.
One of the soldiers decapitates Marquette with a battle axe.
Her neck rolls on the floor.
Her body, with almost no flesh left, looked terribly light.
It is as empty as her eyes looking into the void.
Is the lingering lingering lingering in her eyes, regret for volunteering for a mission in which death is difficult to avoid?
Or, was it a pity about not reporting her mission success to Regal?
Or is it her savagery towards Regal, who did not even accept her own feelings?
If they were alive, no one would know.
The truth is, it was something no one would care about.
“Is the rest still far away?”
“Almost, no, it’s over now!”
“Cut their heads off!”
“Yes!”
Kwajik, Kwajik, Kwajik, Kwajik!
Canin is now single again.
– 2 –
“Uh, ugh…”
“Your Highness. Are you awake?”
“Ugh…”
Canin grabbed her head and opened her eyes.
Beside him was Brigadier General Glenfiddich.
As if it were a field barracks used by the commanders of the imperial army, I could see the owner’s strictness in the neatly arranged beds.
“I, I, I mean, that…”
Canin still seemed confused.
“Majesty…?”
“I, that, no, I mean, that, that,”
Canin rolls her eyes and looks at Brigadier General Glenfiddich.
He waited patiently for Kanin’s words.
“Who are you…?”
“God, I formally greet His Highness Canin R. Diageo, Crown Prince of the Empire, Brigadier General of the Imperial Army, Glenfiddich Distillery.”
“That, that, uh…”
“Your Highness, don’t worry about anything. Those wicked rebels who suppressed Your Highness have been beaten to death by their convictions.”
“Hee, heeheeiik…!”
Canin was terrified.
As Brigadier General Glenfiddich, he wasn’t sure if his reminders of the rebels had terrified Canin, or if his presence had terrified Canin.
So, he cautiously knelt beside Canin.
“Majesty…”
Then he cautiously called for Canin.
Canin looked at him with a terrified face and laughed.
In the eyes of Brigadier General Glenfiddich, his smile was grotesque.
At that time,
“Heh, hehe…! I-I…! I’m ready for the next one! It’s okay! I can do it!”
Slither, slither.
Canin started to take off his pants.
“Um, Your Highness…?”
Canin began to seduce Brigadier General Glenfiddich with vulgar gestures, licking his ass.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich was unable to react to the bewilderment.
“I-I’m okay with being a guy! You-you, as long as you don’t push yourself too hard, I’m fine! Instead, something to eat and some water to drink, me, that’s why, even if I ask, it’s okay Will you be able to? You are so thirsty, hungry, hungry, hungry…”
Deuk Deuk.
Woo woo woo.
Thump.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich goes for it.
As he clenches his fists, a bone snapping sound erupts from his fists.
Patter.
Tick, drop, drop.
Blood begins to flow from his knuckles.
“Kki, Kieh! Now, wrong, wrong! I was so presumptuous! I won’t! I’ll just stay!”
Hey hey hey.
Squeeze.
Canin pees on her and has a seizure.
Swoop.
Tup.
Brigadier Glenfiddich gets up and grabs his body.
“Sigh, huh!”
Canin turns white and trembles all over her body.
He covers his mouth with both hands and curls up.
As if waiting patiently to be beaten, Canin’s gestures were full of resignation and fear.
“Please tidy up your clothes, Your Highness.”
Whoops, whoops.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich pulls up his trousers.
Still, Canin did not remove his hand from his blindfold.
He simply began to repeat the aphorisms to grasp the subject that Marquette had instilled.
“I-I-I’m a parasite, a maggot-like scum. The Empire’s intelligence, true equals, sucking the blood of high blood.”
“Stop,”
“Hee, hee…!”
“Please stop, Your Highness…”
“Huuuuu…!”
Canin cries.
“Wrong! Ugh, you, too hungry, uh uh uh, hungry, huong, thirsty, hee ik, lord, ignorant, hee hoo, messing around! I’m sorry! He uh uh!”
Anger welled up in Brigadier General Glenfiddich’s eyes.
He wanted to tear apart the rebels he had already killed once more.
Seeing how the rebels ruined the Canin, I wanted to destroy anything because I was so angry.
Wooded Deuk.
Pound, pound, pound, pound.
His anger crosses a certain threshold.
His reason is paralyzed.
His eyes are red
“Hello!”
“Yes, General!”
“Colonel them!”
“Yes, General!”
As he gives orders to the guards outside the barracks, the outside becomes bustling.
He silently listened to Canin’s wails and patted him on the back.
But his face was contorted like a demon.
“Huong, heuuuuu…!
How much did Canin cry?
“General! Ready!”
“Atmosphere!”
“Insect!”
All the fuss outside the barracks stopped.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich kneels in front of Canin again.
“Your Highness. I will take you outside.”
“Huuuuu…”
“All of those things that bothered Your Highness have disappeared. Please see with your own eyes!”
He looks at Canin with eyes burning red.
Canin still didn’t answer.
Tup.
“Hee, hee…! Hee, hee, hee…!”
“Your Highness. Please wake up.”
Brigadier General Glenfiddich catches him and raises him up.
Canin was still blindfolded.
Jerk, jerk, jerk.
Jiggling jiggling.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich dragged him along and headed outside the barracks.
Flutter.
The sun had already set, and torches and bonfires were placed everywhere in the clearing outside the barracks.
The shadows created by the embers are dreary.
The weather on a summer evening was sweltering even without a fire, but with a fire there, the clearing seemed to boil with sweltering heat.
Canin was feeling kind of dizzy.
“Your Highness. Please look over there.”
“…”
Canin still didn’t lower his hand that covered his eyes.
It was evident that he was not fully aware of what Brigadier General Glenfiddich was saying.
“The trash that harmed Your Highness are all scattered over there.”
“…”
“Your Highness. I beg you to open your eyes, Your Highness.”
“…”
Canin lowers her hand gently.
Carefully open your eyes and look ahead.
Eyes meet with 23 women.
Of course, all of them had their heads cut off, and their heads were neatly placed next to the torso.
“Gee, Giyaaaaagh!”
Canin started to make the game happen.
He wanted to avert his eyes, but Brigadier General Glenfiddich’s firm hand did not let go of his body.
Twenty-three finely chopped corpses with limbs torn and hollowed out lay out before Canin’s eyes.
Next to the torso were piles of chopped flesh and organs, and in front of them were limbs and limbs fragmented joint by segment.
Most of their flesh was separate, to the point of being more like limb bones than limbs.
“Your Highness. I personally checked their wombs. There was nothing in them. It is certain that the wicked women told lies to deceive You.”
“
Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk.
One of the soldiers comes with a large tray.
There, 23 wombs were split in half, revealing their red flesh.
The face of the soldier carrying it was pale.
Tup!
Jeup!
Rumble.
“Your Highness! Look! Is there anything missing?”
Brigadier General Glenfiddich grabs one of them and carries it right under Canin’s nose.
Canin’s eyes tremble mercilessly.
“Ook, ooooow!”
Cheeruk, Cheerjajajajak!
Smack!
Rumble.
Canin pours out his gastric juices.
She didn’t eat anything, so she couldn’t even climb properly.
However, Canin began to vomit as if to vomit her intestines.
“What kind of pregnancy do you mean when the belly is not swollen?”
“Gweek, gooooo!”
“Did they tell Your Highness that they don’t run the moon?”
“Giik, gi eh eh, go eo eo eo eo eo!”
Chwack, chow
Hey hey hey
Shudder.
Canin’s bladder sphincter seemed to be out of order.
Perhaps even the pylorus located where the esophagus connects the stomach.
“They must have taken medicine to keep them from moonwalking, Your Highness!”
“Ghehe, Geheek! Kkeuk, Kkeeoeoeoeok!”
“Away from their deception, now open your eyes and see the truth, Your Highness!”
“Ki-yi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-“
Dump.
Canin eventually passes out again.
Silence hangs over the vacant lot.
Sore, sore.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich blinks.
His eyes had returned to their original blue color.
“Huh…?!”
He is startled
I look around with somewhat blank eyes.
“This, this… Suck!”
He swallowed his breath to hide the outburst of embarrassment.
Then, pretending nothing was wrong, he tried desperately to maintain a solemn appearance.
“Hello!”
“Yes, General!”
“Bury them all, and bring Your Highness into the barracks! Only the two soldiers who will be in charge of Your Highness’ body remain, and everyone rush to the border! Do you understand?”
“Insect!”
Brigadier General Glenfiddich turned his head and called for his adjutant with a wink.
Having worked hand-to-hand with him for a long time, the adjutant quickly understood his glance and approached him without saying anything.
“What’s the matter, General?”
He looks at Brigadier General Glenfiddich with worried eyes.
He seemed to be worried about the safety of Brigadier General Glenfiddich from the beginning, with his behavior so different from usual.
“It looks like it was under a berserker spell.”
“Also…”
Sigh.
Brigadier General Glenfiddich’s adjutant grinds his teeth.
He seemed to doubt it too.
“Would you like to figure out the current status of the magician unit yourself? Make sure that no one has escaped, no one is showing suspicious behavior, and no one is communicating somewhere.”
“I see, General.”
Chuck.
He quietly salutes and disappears.
Whoa.
Looking at the barracks where the canin was located, Brigadier General Glenfiddich let out a pitiful sigh.
“Majesty…”
He had to feel great pity for the fact that all he could do for him was sympathy as he watched the canine hit and miss in the crowd of adults.
