Chapter 391 – Enemies
“Huh? All I have to do is lightly place my hand here for a moment, and it will be fine… “
Ramiel suddenly begs to touch him.
A very flushed face, rough breathing, and heavy breasts that rise and fall ceaselessly with each inhalation and exhalation, appealing for a distinct presence.
He looked like a complete nymphomaniac or drug addict.
The black pattern engraved on the lower abdomen is the highlight of the embarrassing appearance that is so easy to cause unnecessary misunderstanding if others see it.
The social perception of tattoos in the empire is extremely poor.
Except for a few exceptions, such as those from the South or the Aurelian Order, which has a tradition of using special magic triggers or scriptures engraved on their bodies, it is considered a sign of a truly miserable life.
This is something that only lower-class scoundrels or slaves do. Because that is the general perception of tattoos.
Among them, the gaze towards a tattooed woman is truly the worst.
A symbol of a sex slave or prostitute.
It was truly a sign of a miserable life born as a woman and with nowhere else to fall. Even some slaves are reluctant to get tattoos.
Actually, it’s not a tattoo, but a stigma. It means that you cannot live a normal life.
Therefore, very few women voluntarily get tattoos, and most of the women who did get tattoos were forced to do so by others.
Of course, the meaning of the tattoo is also not well known to the public.
According to knowledge originating from the shadows, the tattoo on a woman’s lower abdomen means that she is someone’s property.
A woman’s most sacred and precious organ. The tattoo drawn on the womb that carries life has the meaning that a woman’s life itself has been overlaid.
This is for the person who got the tattoo.
The imperial chamberlain, Hume, who was watching the situation from behind, quietly took a deep breath.
‘This… It looks like the situation is quite complicated.’
The young general, who will soon become a high-ranking person whom he must respect, seems to have rather difficult tastes, although we may not know it.
I heard that women’s bias is so severe.
Could it be that his true nature was relieved only when he completely took over the body and mind of the demon he personally defeated?
It was a common practice to secretly use high-ranking women of enemies who had been subdued as sexual slaves. Of course, it wasn’t something to do outright.
But I never thought I would bring those evil demons down to that level.
Of course, as always, Hume never spoke out his thoughts. His duty is to be absolutely loyal to the imperial family.
Today’s work was also part of the duties given to the imperial chamberlain.
The mission given to him was to convey to Wolfgang the demands of the demon prisoners trapped in the sunspot, record the information the demons agreed to state in return, and then report the contents to the imperial family.
Other than that, no other work should be involved.
Moreover, General Wolfgang was the future sire of the imperial family.
For the sake of the honor of the imperial family, what is happening before Hume’s eyes at this moment will never leak out of this prison.
Until the end of his life.
—Paaaaat… !
The pattern engraved on Ramiel’s lower abdomen glowed red.
“How dare I call Nauri here? It’s so hard for me to bear it any longer. So please… “
Ramiel looks up at Wolfgang with trembling eyes and continues to beg.
Wolfgang was more dumbfounded than angry.
What is the request to touch one’s body, and what is the awkward name-calling for healing? He couldn’t understand why Ramiel was like that.
Obviously, after being miserably defeated at his hands, her attitude changed to a very obedient manner. Of course, Wolfgang knew that this was a change that occurred after recognizing the mysterious existence sleeping within him.
But why on earth is it connected in such a crazy way?
Wolfgang felt a slight pain in his head.
“What kind of trick are you?”
“Aha… “This is not a trick, it’s better…”
Ramiel answered Wolfgang’s gaze full of doubt, forcing himself to control his trembling body.
Gray hair that has lost its luster and become dull, and a mouth that is dry even at this very moment.
I still felt resentful of the man in front of me.
It was natural. He was the one who took away everything from her and threw her into this horrible dungeon where she could not even tell the passage of time.
Needless to say, Wolfgang was Ramiel’s enemy.
However, the only support she had left was Wolfgang.
From the beginning, Ramiel’s position in Eclipse was unstable.
The legitimacy and potential of being the successor to Astaroth.
Compared to the other demons who had been working in secret for a long time, she was no better than a pale baby, and that was the only reason she took the first place as an apostle.
She has achieved nothing on her own except what she received from others.
Her comrades did not like this fact, and Ramiel himself did not like her. That’s why she always had to burn herself in front of herself to prove herself.
But what is the result?
All the great plans she and Eclipse had planned were completely blocked by just one of her men, Wolfgang. Even though he was the opponent of fate, it was extremely unreasonable.
But even so, nothing changed.
In the end she failed. And that too miserably.
‘Damn, damn, damn! Why on earth!’
After coming to her senses from the darkness, a fierce hatred dominated her mind. I really resented not only her Wolfgang who had made her this way, but also her own incompetence for being defeated and trapped.
But that hatred did not last long.
Time is plentiful here. As her hatred subsided, Ramiel slowly began to reflect on her own situation. There was nothing else she could do.
‘What happens to me from now on?’ ?’
Of course, even demons have childhood.
However, for her Ramiel, her memories of her childhood were always nothing more than her blurred illusions, and the only thing that existed for her was her mission.
Heir to Astaroth. Master of pure blood. Apostle of Eclipse.
Ramiel was born as the vanguard of the noble demon race.
She must devour the false sun and reclaim the world of her comrades. Other than that, nothing else mattered. There was no doubt about it.
It was a life focused solely on the mission given.
But her current situation was miserable, and she might be a prisoner of humans, destined to rot forever in the dark.
It was a very different future from the prophecy Ramiel had seen and heard.
Ramiel constantly pondered between those contradictions, but she could not come up with a clear answer. If she couldn’t do it, she should take responsibility for her failure and take her own life, but she couldn’t even do that.
‘Hot… Aha… ‘Ahahaha!’
There is nothing that can be done.
That fact drove her Ramiel crazy. She felt like she was stuck in a quagmire she couldn’t get out of. As such, her spirit was slowly worn away, and she thought she would meet the same end as the other sinners who were crying beside her.
‘Fuck, damn… !’
Ironically, it was the presence of her enemy that caught Ramiel’s spirit.
When she felt like she was going crazy, if she remembered the guy’s face, she could spend her time thinking about how best to tear him to death.
Strangely, I couldn’t even think of the faces of my comrades.
Was it because they were the ones who always ignored her? The exact reason was unknown, but at some point, all that was in her mind.
‘Wolfgang… !’
Nothing came to mind except the face of my bitter enemy.
The hated enemy became the driving force of Ramiel’s life.
Even after the first change came to Ramiel without me knowing, time continued to pass.
‘It was definitely strong. Even if she fully inherits her power, she cannot guarantee victory.
As he continued to think about Wolfgang, at some point Ramiel became absorbed in how strong and great an enemy he was.
It was more of a low-level self-consolation, as she unconsciously raised her self-esteem for defeating him by valuing her enemy.
Ramiel couldn’t admit it. No, she would have to say she didn’t want to admit it.
So, as time goes by.
Wolfgang’s presence within Ramiel gradually grew bigger.
Unbeknownst to her, most of her sense of self came to depend on her fighting against Wolfgang.
At some point, just before Ramiel collapsed, she came to identify with the enormous darkness she felt inside him.
‘Maybe it’s him. No, he is the one… ‘
Her man named Wolfgang harbored an abyss of darkness that brought even her demons to their knees.
She had become the object of her worship.
