Chapter 29 – Back to the Pit of Lust – 2
“You become infertile. You will never be able to get pregnant again. Would you still have a miscarriage?”
Sylvia’s complexion turned pale at Scarpy’s words. Upper-class women, to put it a little harshly, were nothing more than tools for upper-class men to give birth to their official offspring. That is why women are so forced and educated to be chastity so that the seeds of other men do not mix. In addition, he was well aware of how women who could not bear children, in other words, seoknyeo, were treated in a place where the descendants of the royal family and the royal family were the most important.
Sylvia pondered for a long time. However, no matter how many times she thought about it, she eventually came to one conclusion. Her legacy was a must. Whatever the cost, if she didn’t miscarry here, only the worst awaited her. She was confident that even if she had become a stone woman, she would somehow get over it if she hid that fact. Jonathan was a prisoner of her beauty anyway, so she couldn’t abandon Sylvia just because she couldn’t bear her son. Although she could not become the emperor’s mother, she would still be able to keep her position from crown princess to empress.
“Okay, I will.”
‘It’s better not to be pregnant. If you’re full for no reason, you’ll only ruin how well you dress. Besides, after giving birth, there are so many women whose waists get thicker and their breasts sagging and their bodies get ruined… I’ll just keep this beauty for the rest of my life.’
While she thinks like this, she is soothing herself, and Scarpy grins at what she was thinking.
“Kuh, well, once she becomes infertile, she will be able to play with her men while committing adultery to her heart’s content, so it might be a better thing for Her Highness, the Crown Princess.”
“What are you talking about! I am now…”
Sylvia protested sharply, blushing at her insult, but Scarpy pretended not to hear. In this basement, Sylvia was no longer the Crown Princess, but a doll that Scarpy could handle at will.
“Then, let’s move on to the cost issue. First of all, we need 100 gold coins for the cost of materials and equipment.”
Although she was an outrageous rip-off, she had no choice with Sylvia. Taking her red lady’s purse from her bosom, she opened it and spilled all the gold coins it contained onto the table.
“Fifteen coins. I will send the missing gold coins separately later.”
“Great. I’m going to believe that it’s none other than the Crown Princess. And as my reward, I will accept everything I am wearing now.”
“Yes?”
Sylvia didn’t understand for a moment, so she raised her well-shaped eyebrows. However, her cobalt blue eyes were colored with astonishment at Scarpy’s continued story.
“Give me everything you wear, including the chemise and underwear you are wearing, all accessories such as bracelets, earrings, necklaces, rings, and hair ornaments, the shoes you are wearing, the wallet you are holding, and the handkerchiefs and cosmetics that you are carrying. That is my payoff.”
“Muh, what the heck… Why the hell…”
Sylvia, whose mind was confused by her absurd request, pursed her lips like a crucian carp, and Scarpy smiled pervertedly as she swept her beautiful body back into the sea.
“Kickkick, kick… I have longed for this unparalleled beauty of Her Highness the Crown Princess since long ago. Although I am impotent and cannot please you, I have often thought that I would like to acquire the items worn by a peerless beauty like you. It seems now is the time for that wish to come true.”
In a word, it was an otaku request to fulfill all her perverted imaginations while caressing Sylvia’s clothes and accessories. As soon as she imagined the scene, her immense disgust overtook Sylvia. She tried to refuse, shaking her body like her epileptic, but Scapi punched her in the face.
“If you refuse, I will make everything happen. Just go back.”
It was too pitiful for Sylvia to refuse right here and not be able to stand up. He diligently blinked her eyes while holding her right hand, which he drew in front of her chest. The amount of money she demanded from Scarpy was far-fetched.
First of all, with 100 gold coins, it was a huge sum of money that ordinary families could live on for 100 years. In addition, befitting her position as the Crown Princess, her clothes and accessories, even cosmetics, handkerchiefs, and wallets, were all luxury items delicately crafted with expensive materials by the best artisans. Perhaps if they were sold at a premium, these items would easily sell for 100 coins. This dastardly Scarpy was full of ulterior motives to take advantage of her weakness and get a solid piece.
But cost was not an issue. Silvia, the Crown Princess of the Pent Empire, could have saved hundreds of gold coins with just a little bit of money spent on dresses and jewelry for about a month. Originally, the fact that the monthly shopping expenses of a woman in the upper class provides enough money for a family of ordinary people to live on for generations. The problem was that that pervert didn’t know what disgusting things she would do with the clothes she wore and the accessories she wore… I really hated that.
“Can’t I just give you all the money? I’ll give you 300 gold coins. Please…”
“It’s not possible. It has nothing to do with the amount.”
Even the sad appeal was rejected with a single knife. Sylvia sobbed with her head bowed again. Now she was a pitiful butterfly caught in a spider’s web. No matter how hard she struggled, instead of getting out, she was getting more and more involved.
Sylvia, who had shivered on her slender shoulders so much that she wanted to hug her, nodded just slightly, and Scarpy jumped up with a smile of her own self-confidence.
“Kikikick, you made a good decision. Alright, let’s get right into the procedure for the miscarriage. I’ve prepared everything here, so please follow me.”
As her copy swayed away, Sylvia stood up to follow, wiping her tears away with her handkerchief. Reeling from her shame and humiliation, she followed her old man, who seemed less than half of her own slender body.
‘You have to inherit. I can’t help it. The inheritance must be done.’
Just as she threw everything she had that day to undo her chastity belt, Sylvia was risking all her expenses and humiliation for her legacy.
She opened the door on one side of the basement and entered a slightly smaller room this time. There was also a large bed in the middle of the room, which had no decorations and had a bleak atmosphere, with a small desk on the left and a shelf with various items on the right.
She suddenly found a large full-length mirror on the wall, and Sylvia stood in front of it to erase the tear marks from her and fix her makeup. Is it a woman’s instinct? Even in front of a man she had no intention of looking good at, she was making herself as beautiful as possible.
Seeing her like that, Scarpy laughed at her, but she didn’t bother. He went to her shelf and activated the strangely shaped extractor. With a hum, the extractor spun, creating a milky-white liquid that poured into the bottom cup.
When Sylvia, having finished her make-up, turned around, Scarpy held out the cup.
“Now, eat it.”
“Uh… What is this sword?”
Sylvia trembled as she spoke, as if she felt afraid of the suspicious liquid, and Scarpy laughed heartily.
“It is medicine. I need it for the procedure, so hurry up and eat it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Scarpy turned around, fixed the sheets on her bed, and rummaged through some magic tools on her shelf. As Sylvia looked at her cup, she felt something was off, but she put it to her mouth and gulped. She had drunk men’s semen countless times. This level was considered nothing great.
Surprisingly, there was no strange taste or smell. Almost tasteless and odorless, like plain water. As Sylvia drank all of her thin milky liquid and set her cup down, her copy immediately spoke to her.
“Now then, take off all your clothes and lie down on this bed.”
“To?”
Sylvia’s expression turned pale, but her Scarf pushed on without ceasing.
“Anyway, to have an abortion procedure, you have to be naked, not wearing a single thread. Besides, didn’t you promise to give me all the items you wore? Take them all off and put them on the desk. I will accept it.”
