Chapter 2090 – 2090. The Fallen Empire
Kaylin touched her witch’s hat.
“…Are you sure they were taken by bandits?”
“There were no bodies of Layel and Bishara. You know, they’re both gorgeous. Especially Layel, any man would be crazy for her looks.”
“Have you confirmed the bandits’ hideout?”
“I only confirmed the location, didn’t approach. If they’re strong enough to beat Layel, they’d be skilled enough to see through my stealth.”
“You did well. If there’s someone that strong, we’d be in trouble if we approached carelessly.”
Kaylin crossed her arms. Her large breasts swelled. Much larger than Layel and Bishara’s ample chests. Mer glared at those breasts she could never have.
“What are you going to do? I’ll tell you in advance, it’s impossible for me to infiltrate and assassinate.”
“You know, they’re probably being violated right now? Maybe being gang-raped by the bandits. No, 100% sure.”
“That’s a relief.”
Kaylin didn’t flinch at all.
“What?”
“They’re alive even if they’re being violated. That means we have a chance.”
“You’re cold. You’re a virgin for over 300 years, aren’t you even sympathetic?”
“I am sympathetic to them. But we can’t just be sympathetic. We have to rescue them. So, let’s gather information first.”
“Even if we rescue them, they might have lost limbs or gone insane.”
“I can fix their limbs. And… are they so weak that they’d go insane from being violated?”
“…Well, not Bishara. She’s a real psycho. Layel might last a few days, but… she might lose it surprisingly easily?”
“Mer. We can worry about that later. We need to plan how to save them first.”
“Yeah. I don’t know if we can do it with just our strength.”
•••
Layel Highresion opened her eyes. Imprisoned and bound in a room, she lay on the floor. It was more comfortable than being forced to stand, bound to the wall, but she was still wearing handcuffs and shackles. Only the connected shackles had been extended.
She got up. Her whole body, starting from her hair, was covered in filth. The semen of that man, Aaron Deckert. It was all dried now. The stuff in her hair was the most annoying. But she couldn’t wash herself. He wouldn’t give her water to wash, so she couldn’t do anything. She could only smell the fishy odor of semen.
There was a window in the room. A window big enough for a person to go through. If she could do something about the restraints, she could get out through the window right away.
“Haaah! Y-yes! Harder! Pound me harder!”
“This bitch has no shame!”
Slap! Slap!
Bishara and that man were having sex. Bishara seemed to be enjoying it. Layel couldn’t understand Bishara, even though she was her comrade.
‘Bishara’s next. That man has been violating us since yesterday without even sleeping.’
She looked at the full moon in the night sky.
Unable to do anything with her hands and feet tied, she recalled her memories.
Her grandmother. The Duchess of Highresion, now called the Witch Queen, was strong. Even after the Duke died, and his heir and his wife died, she didn’t waver and led the family. She unified the western region of the empire with the Witch Council and became a queen.
If she had aimed to be the empress, she could have become the empress. But she said that position was not hers. A true empress would appear, and she gave the task of finding that empress to herself and her comrades.
She had wandered the empire for over a year since then, but there were no significant results. Then she was defeated by a man.
The bandit leader.
She was defeated and violated by a man who was clearly a knight.
Grind.
Her teeth were grinding.
Anger surged. She had to get out of here somehow. It was impossible alone. But Kaylin and Mer would save her and Bishara. They were smart and cautious. She had deliberately not told that man about them. Bishara would be the same.
There was still hope.
If she held on, they would surely come.
Then it happened. A sparrow flew in through the window. Her eyes widened. A sparrow active at night? It was unheard of.
‘Familiar magic! It’s Kaylin!’
The sparrow sat on the windowsill and kept looking at Layel. Layel felt embarrassed but nodded with a determined expression.
‘I can hold on. I can hold on as long as it takes!’
Perhaps her will was conveyed. The sparrow nodded.
At that moment, the door opened and the man came in. The man was naked. Layel glared at the man with eyes full of anger and hatred. There was one thing she had realized after being violated by that man several times.
His face. The man’s face looked strangely awkward up close. And now, there was a strange mark on his neck. That face was not his real face, but a mask. A sophisticated mask made of leather. He was a vile man to the end.
“Wow. The smell of semen is crazy. You like the smell of my semen, huh?”
The man chuckled in a frivolous tone. He had been serious at first… but now he was not. He was shamelessly revealing his ugly nature.
“You dog. I’ll kill you someday!”
“Why are you suddenly acting up when you were quiet until just now?”
The man, Sung Yoo-jin, looked around, puzzled. Layel had been as still as a corpse until this afternoon. But now, there was life in her eyes? Something was up.
“Huh? A sparrow?”
Layel froze. A sparrow flying at night. It was clearly strange. Maybe he would notice the familiar magic!
“What are you glaring at? Get lost.”
Sung Yoo-jin showed hostility towards the sparrow. The sparrow was startled and flew away, flapping its wings. Sung Yoo-jin turned his head to Layel.
“Well, then…”
Fortunately for Layel, Sung Yoo-jin didn’t notice the familiar magic. Even though a sparrow had appeared in the middle of the night, he didn’t feel anything strange. She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. He didn’t notice the presence of Kaylin and Mer.
“Ugh, the smell. Let’s wash up first. The smell of semen and pussy is too strong.”
Sung Yoo-jin’s gaze turned to the side. The dog’s pee pad was wet. He had to change that too. He clicked his tongue. Imprisonment was a fun and arousing situation, but the management was annoying.
“The smell of pee is spreading all the way here.”
He covered his nose and shook his head. In fact, the smell wasn’t that bad. It was just a calculated act to shame Layel.
“……”
The effect was excellent. Layel felt shame along with anger.
“Hey, bitch. Pee before I clean it up. That’s an order.”
Sung Yoo-jin tapped Layel’s head with his foot. It was all a calculated act. To break down the pride of the high princess knight.
Layel tried to get up, clenching her fists, but she was kicked by Sung Yoo-jin and fell to the floor.
“Who told you to get up? Don’t pretend to be human.”
“…I’m not a dog. I’m human.”
“A bitch talking back? Do you want to drink my pee?”
“……”
Layel’s eyes trembled. She had to resist. That was right. But that man was the kind of man who would do it if he said he would. Peeing in her mouth? He was a crazy bastard who would do it without hesitation.
She couldn’t win by resisting now.
‘But if I don’t resist…’
As she mustered her resolve, the man grabbed her hair as if he had been waiting for it. She groaned in pain and frowned. The man then grabbed her cheeks and forced them open. The man’s glans entered her mouth. The taste and sensation were now familiar.
Even if she tried to spit it out, it was useless. It was even more impossible to bite him. The man’s strength was too strong, her face was firmly fixed.
“You moron. How can you be less understanding than Bishara? She sucked my dick when I told her to, and spread her legs when I told her to. I even gave her meat and alcohol for being so good. But you… sigh, you’re hopeless.”
She was being compared to Bishara and insulted. He was doing it on purpose. To tame her. She knew it. She knew it, but her heart ached.
‘Bishara…! You shouldn’t be like that. You said men were nothing! You were the one who said you couldn’t understand women who fawned over men!’
Bishara was fawning over the man in front of her. And she received and ate meat and alcohol. What did she eat today? Soup with the man’s semen, bread soaked in the man’s saliva, and water that had washed the man’s dick.
And.
“Oh, that’s refreshing. Aren’t you going to drink? Then I’ll have to force-feed you.”
The man’s urine.
His dick was buried deep in her throat. Even if she didn’t swallow, it was forced into her stomach.
It was unpleasant.
Her insides were being defiled by the man’s filth. It was a different kind of unpleasantness than when she was being violated by the man.
Shudder.
Sung Yoo-jin, who had finished peeing to the last drop, smiled contentedly and pulled out his dick.
“Cough, cough! Ugh!”
Layel, who could now move her head, fell to the floor. Nausea rose.
“You know what happens if you throw up, right? You’ll have to eat what you throw up.”
“Kuh…!”
Layel desperately covered her mouth. She closed her eyes tightly and began to calm down. The man chuckled as he looked at her. He was a bastard more disgusting than the devil.
“Actually, I was going to give you meat and alcohol too.”
The man brought a steaming steak and a glass of wine from outside the door.
Grumble. As soon as she smelled it, her stomach sent a signal. She, who had eaten all sorts of precious things as a princess, knew instinctively. That was the highest grade of meat and wine. Her mouth watered involuntarily.
Layel bit her lip.
“Do you think I would eat food from the likes of you…!”
Even if there was still pee residue in her mouth, even if she had to relieve herself like an animal, her comrades would soon save her. The opportunity would come. Until then, she would not yield to him.
“You bitch. I was going to give it to you since you were good at holding back your vomit… but you’re hopeless. I’ll give this to Bishara.”
Sung Yoo-jin deliberately left the door open and went outside, entering Bishara’s room.
Thanks to that, Layel could hear the conversation between Bishara and Sung Yoo-jin.
“Did you come to do it again?”
“Don’t you want to eat more meat and alcohol?”
“Oh! I’d be grateful if you gave it to me! I’ve never eaten such delicious meat and alcohol before! Did you make it yourself?!”
“Don’t try to find out.”
“Okay! Give me the meat!”
“Here. Is it good?”
“It’s delicious! I can eat this kind of meat as much as I want! Hmm. Now that I’ve filled my belly, do you want to do it again?”
“Go to sleep.”
Layel was stunned.
She thought Bishara would resist to the end. But there was no hostility towards the man in the voice she heard. That Bishara had just given in? Then what about herself? Why was she holding out to the end?
‘No. I’m different from Bishara! I’m Layel Highresion! The princess and knight of Highresion! I won’t yield to a man like that!’
