Chapter 82 – Sunae Is the Abbreviation of Gentlely Give Birth to a Child, Right? (2)
For Viola, Ragnar Baron Armageddon was not a mere object of revenge. Her feelings for her dearest friend, with whom she opened her heart, and for the man who destroyed the mage tower that became her hometown, were not something that could be explained in just a few words, such as anger or hatred. For her, Ragnar Armageddon was her goal, and seeing his end was her only purpose in life.
And now, all the hatred, anger, and vengeance she harbored had become meaningless.
Viola could not accept the fact that Baron Armageddon was not simply a wicked evil, but a human being who had to act like that for his own reasons.
She wasn’t supposed to be accepted.
I’ve come too far to forgive him and ask him for forgiveness.
There is no basis that what he said is really true, and even if it is true, it does not change the fact that Baron Armageddon is her enemy who took away everything precious to her.
However, in front of her, who couldn’t even contain her own feelings properly, Baron Armageddon mingled with her own women as if nothing was wrong. Someone was serious right now, and it was to the point of getting angry at someone doing something like that in front of them without even noticing. But… It wasn’t long before I changed my mind.
At least Baron Armageddon was honest with himself.
His actions and words could never be called good, but there was no hesitation in them. He was always proud, shameless, and proud.
He is a wicked man who has taken the lives of countless people, but he never rationalizes his actions or passes the blame on to others, but accepts it.
Baron Armageddon, who is feared and hated by everyone, but is proud of himself and always honest with himself.
Compared to him, he is said to be an ally of the hero chosen by the goddess, a survivor of the Mage Tower tragedy, and a promising wizard, but he is not proud of himself.
Two images that contrast in my head.
Viola lifted her head, mesmerized, and looked at Baron Armageddon. The woman he had been holding a moment before had already collapsed from exhaustion, and he embraced the new woman in his arms. And… Viola saw.
The beast-like nature he was hiding.
The Baron Armageddon she knew was not there. What was there was just a beast that coveted the woman’s body as if it were ready to eat her whole, revealing her own lust for possessiveness and her sloppy dominance toward a woman.
The heavy breathing of a man and a woman, the strange sound of splashing water, and the sound of flesh colliding violently with each other. Viola caught the sight in her own eyes that would normally turn her head away, saying it was vulgar. The image of her violently stabbing a woman’s body with a vicious fist the size of a human forearm is engraved in her mind.
The body of a skinny, shapeless woman accepted the pleasure of being forcibly injected regardless of her master’s will, and became hot with her excitement. The loaf was greedily accepted.
Rather than a scene of a man and a woman mixing their bodies, it would be more appropriate to view it as copulation between beasts wearing human skins. Hatred, which is the goal of life, has faded, and in her heart, which is filled with embers and ashes that are on the verge of being extinguished, it is a vulgar, irrational, and simple ignorant sight, but that is why it is more honest with herself than anyone else, confident, and without hesitation. It is engraved in the memory of her lost.
At one point, Viola was crushed under Baron Armageddon who was shaking her waist wildly like a beast, and she was expressing the size of her pleasure with her entire body as she poured her love juices with an expressionless face. She was feeling the emotion of ‘envy’.
…Without even touching me.
No matter how she looked at it, she gave love even to that woman whose body was inferior to herself, to a common female soldier from a commoner, and even to a beastman who looked like a human on the outside but was no different from a beast on the inside, why did she give love to only me? .?
Normally, she would have woken up saying, ‘What crazy thoughts am I thinking…?’, But she had just lost the meaning of her life in a space where the heat and foul smell vibrated as if her head would explode. I fell deeper into that thought. Thoughts that she had lightly shaken off as if chasing away worms clung to her, and they clung to her… At some point, it became an endless mire from which she could not get out, and she grabbed Viola’s body and began to pull her down.
In Viola’s eyes, her lines began to show.
She drew a thick, long line in the very center of her room, between her and her Baron Armageddon. The inside and outside of the lines felt as if they were separate spaces. Viola realized involuntarily. The fact that once you cross that line, you will never come back this way.
Even so, she secretly hopes that she will cross that line.
To Viola, who began to shake little by little in her painful memories, her headache, and the truth she wanted to deny, the landscape beyond her border seemed so comfortable and cozy.
She was somehow madly envious of the woman who was just receiving his love, without worrying about troublesome things.
However, Viola, who stood across her boundary, did not cross her line in the end.
No, she couldn’t get over it.
No matter how cozy and comfortable the beyond seemed, she did not have the courage to take a step to a place she could never return to.
Even thinking of her colleague and hero, Luke, she could not fall into the arms of his enemy and villain, Baron Armageddon.
Not having the courage to cross her line, she hesitated, and soon she turned away from her seat, turning her head to shake off the sight she could not have.
As soon as she opened her door and left, the cool outside air hit Viola in the face. Leaving Baron Armageddon’s room, Viola sat down on the floor with her back against the wall, clutching her hair and thinking.
What the hell was I thinking? You want to… With Baron Armageddon? Aren’t you crazy?
-Why? What’s the problem? After all, if he wasn’t the perpetrator, he was destined to be the victim. That it was irresistible.
Even if there were circumstances, that guy is the person who destroyed my friend and the mage tower!
-You tried to do such a terrible thing in the Mage Tower that you thought was your hometown, and even though the person you believed to be your friend was the one who initiated the plan?
I still don’t know if that statement is true or not. He just claimed that, and it could be a lie to deceive me.
-I’m serious? Do you really think so?
It’s the other side of the magic tower, the truth of my friend, and before that… There’s no way that I, a colleague of the hero, could have a relationship like that with a man like that. No matter what the circumstances were, he was a villain who calmly took the lives of countless people. He says he’s an enemy he’ll have to take down with Luke one day.
-Well. Don’t know that again
Calm down, Viola. Moderate your crazy thoughts you don’t answer
-What’s down with you? What’s down on you
“Poetry…Foot…!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It wasn’t until Viola hit her head against the wall three times that the voice of someone resembling hers over and over in her head didn’t come out anymore. Her blood trickles from her torn forehead, her head rings and her vision twists, but at least that ominous voice of hers that seems to be dragging her down has stopped. Satisfied with that fact, Viola leaned her head against the wall.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…! Tell me what to do… What to do…!”
As she escaped the quaint air that vibrated in his room, her head grew cold and her reason returned, but even that did not completely dispel the heat of her hot instincts that had shaken her a moment before. For a moment, Viola couldn’t believe that she had thought about what it would be like to betray Luke, the man who accepted her as a colleague and the hero who would save the world, and fall into the arms of his enemy, Baron Armageddon.
She feels like she’s not herself. The feeling that something important is missing from you. I feel like there’s an empty hole in my heart that can’t be filled…
There was no guarantee Baron Armageddon could fill that empty hole, but Viola couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Returning to her room, Viola tried to erase the magic circle drawn on the wall, but gave up.
That day, Viola skipped lunch and dinner.
*
“…What time is it now?”
As soon as she returned to her room, she buried her head in the bed and completely blocked out the sounds from the next room using soundproofing magic. Viola fell asleep and woke up when the sun had already set and the surroundings were getting dark.
“Ha, I’m hungry.”
Her mind was so confused that she had skipped all her meals and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, she was very hungry and thirsty. The maid must have already cleaned up her portion of the meal, but Viola, who was about to leave her room wondering if she could ask for her own meal, unconsciously shot her through a wall with a clairvoyance magic circle. ‘S gaze was directed to
“…Uh?”
In silence, I was frozen at the sight of a man and a woman mingling on the other side of a transparent wall.
By the time Baron Armageddon was conceiving a woman at this time, there was nothing strange about it. As Viola had seen, Baron Armageddon had left all of her responsibilities as lord to the lord’s deputy, Gia, and her maid, Mia, and spent most of the day other than mealtimes embracing other women. He had been holding two women at the same time yesterday and a little while ago, so it wasn’t a big deal that he was mixing with another woman at this time.
“Why…?”
The real question was, who was the woman he was carrying?
Refreshing green eyes reminiscent of a green forest, a waist that was so thin that one could wrap it around with one arm, a prominent buttocks and breasts that were not at all small, radiant blonde hair that flowed down to the waist, and short sleeves and shorts that showed off skin without hesitation. And above all…
Those pointy ears that indicate not being human.
The woman held by Baron Armageddon was an elf. And Viola knew the elf.
“Hokna…?”
Hawk or Huntress.
A mercenary who has gone through all the battles in childbirth, and an elven woman who is a guide and companion to help the warrior party on their journey with advice from that experience.
Like Viola, she, a fellow of the hero Luke, was now embracing his enemy, Baron Armageddon.
“What, what…? What the hell is going on, is this…?”
Viola blocked her soundproof magic and clung to the wall that became a magic mirror with clairvoyance magic to listen to the conversation between the two.
‘Hokna, aren’t you too active today?’
‘How much have you accumulated because you haven’t been able to do it in the meantime, isn’t it obvious? I think I want to attack from this side.’
‘But you prefer being attacked rather than attacking, don’t you?’
‘…If you know, do it quickly. Quickly…!’
And the content of her conversation was more shocking than she thought.
Of course, Hockna is a great beauty even to Viola, a woman of the same age. No matter how different the races may be, their overall characteristics of being slender and beautiful, and even maintaining their youth for a long time, were such that even Hawke could be coveted. So, if she’s a pretty woman, it’s only natural that Baron Armageddon covets her, but…
Of course, the fact that the two are in such a relationship is not to be overlooked… Even if it was such a relationship, if Baron Armageddon took Hawkna’s weakness and threatened and raped her, this situation would have been understandable. However, looking at the contents of the conversation between the two, it rather gives off a nuance that seems to be what Hawk or the side wants more.
In other words… I don’t know since when, but the hero’s colleague Hawk and the hero’s enemy Baron Armageddon had a relationship like that, and I don’t know how the hell that relationship came about, but now it’s rather that Hawk or Baron Armageddon and her body. It wants to mix.
As much as her faith in her ally as her ally was cut, the fact that she had such a relationship with Baron Armageddon made Viola feel deeply betrayed.
However, the feelings Viola felt in the relationship between the two were not all about betrayal.
She was ‘relieved’.
If Hokna did…
If she, the oldest and most dependable of hers, intermingles with Baron Armageddon…
… That she could be related to Baron Armageddon herself.
The relationship between Baron Armageddon and Hochna gave Viola an indulgence and opportunity.
And she told her that she hadn’t crossed her line because ‘she couldn’t betray a hero’…
Hawk’s departure was nothing more than a whisper that she had a chance.
Her desire, which she had been avoiding for fear of losing or not gaining, began to creep up on the surface again.
*
Around ten days after I returned to her mansion, Hawk Na came to visit me.
“Hokna? How…”
“Shh.”
Hawk, who came straight into the room through her window, came up to me without explaining her circumstances and put her arms around her neck. I don’t know if it’s her elf character or her elf character because she’s the only elf I’ve ever hugged, but her body smells fresh. She gives a feeling of being in the middle of the forest, a refreshing smell without unpleasantness. Her body odor was particularly strong today.
“Is that important now? Rather…”
Sniff sniff.
“It’s full of women’s scent. And it’s not just one or two. At least five… Right?”
“Huh, can you recognize it just by smelling it?”
“I think it’s strange that you leave the smell of other women so thick and think you can’t smell it. Ha, as expected, it doesn’t matter because there are other women even if I’m not there, right?”
A sharp tone, as if arguing with her husband, who is cheating on her, and a warm look with subdued expectations. I immediately understood why she was being so picky. So, she didn’t have to make excuses.
“You look cute today.”
Instead, I pulled her into her bed, and Hockna couldn’t hide her delight, the corners of her mouth twitching.
“Huh..! Do you think it’s all about that bastard’s proud cock?”
“Yes? Then you don’t need this?”
I pulled down my pants and pulled out the vicious phallus that had somehow become my identity, and swallowed Hochna’s saliva. I wanted to ask how much she was hungry for color, but I was the one who ignited her lust, so she didn’t dare to put words in her mouth that would diminish her liking.
“Huh, heh…!”
However, I was not a person with a good personality enough to obediently accept her request. I’m impatient to have it right away, but I’m sure the pride I’ve already destroyed once in the last time has come back. The way he secretly appealed to me to pounce on him was somehow cute, so I thought I wanted to tease him more.
“Sss…?! Now, wait…! That, that’s not the case… Hey ugh♥”
As I bit her pointy ears with my teeth and licked the inside of her tongue, Hawk me let out a sweet moan and her eyes quickly opened. As befits an elf whose hearing itself is far superior to that of beastmen, she has very sensitive ears. So I thought that I would be very vulnerable to this kind of asmr attack that is directly in her ear, but the effect exceeded my expectations.
Haha… I-I can’t stand it anymore… Uh…♥”
As she rubbed her body with her drool dripping from her mouth, she pushed my face clinging to her ear with her hand, then pressed her own breast to my chest, her glans twitching. He brought his moist cunt to her and began rubbing it in her mouth. I couldn’t help laughing at the impatient look as if he wanted to attack me right away.
“Hokna, aren’t you too active today?”
“I haven’t been able to do it for a while, so I’ve accumulated a lot, isn’t it natural? I feel like I want to attack from this side.”
But I know very well why she didn’t run over me first.
“But you prefer being attacked rather than attacking, don’t you?”
I was the cause of her sexual desire being rekindled, and the way I did it was to drive her one-sidedly, so it seems that Hochna has built up a wall in that direction. Simply put, numbers rather than balls. Should I say that we should prefer being eaten rather than being eaten?
“…If you know, do it quickly. Quickly…!”
She pleaded in her watery voice, opening her pussy with her hands wide open, exposing her pretty pink cunt that had apparently been through so many men. In fact, today was supposed to be written for Mormot and Shin Saha, but the two of them retired before I could finish off their sexual desire, so there was a feeling that they couldn’t solve it, so I decided to grant Hochna’s wish.
I changed my position and put Hokna on her bed and I climbed on top of him. Aiming her hardened glans at her vagina, she whispered in Hockna’s ear, gripping her ripe breasts with one hand.
“As you wish… I’ll fuck you like a dog, Perverted Elf.”
“If you want to try, do it… ♥ You beast ♥”
