Chapter 10 – Devastation vs Salvation (4)
9.
Saint Sophia Gracia. A good person who always smiles brightly, takes care of the weak, and is bold in front of the strong. She is the kind of person who doesn’t mind being attacked by young children and secretly sponsors an orphanage. She is a person with a bright smile. She is such a clean, noble and virtuous person.
A person from a completely different world than the man named Carl Leben who ate at the bottom.
She too was born and raised in an orphanage run by her nuns, but her natural integrity shines through regardless of her orphanhood. There were so many priests who were so moved to see her kneeling down and praying in front of the statue of the Goddess of Light that she wept and prayed for repentance.
He is the kind of person who doesn’t want to express his anguish outwardly because he cares about the other person first no matter what he says. Sophia Gracia.
Unlike Carl Leben, who survived by cutting the knees of prostitutes and stabbing thugs in the stomach, extorting money from disgusting homeless people and poisoning the meals of mercenaries, crawling out of a filthy and gloomy den to live a life that stinks.
She knew how to forgive those who had offended her and be merciful to her needy. She did not indulge in pleasure, and when a fight broke out, she intervened rather than watched. Even though she drank occasionally, she never got drunk. She hadn’t even once uttered her swear words. She prayed for her own sins as well as for the sins of others.
Carl Leben had feelings for such a saint, but he was from another world. She wanted to have a woman named Sophia, but that person was a saint who is the light and hope of this world. She wanted to hug her body, but she was neither a prostitute who could be bought nor a daughter from an aristocratic family who was weak in temptation.
Carl Leben wanted her to drop her. She is in the same position as herself. With the same person. That way, he wanted to make sure that only he could own her.
Maybe she just wanted to prove it. Everyone has an ugly side like themselves. I was just a little more honest than others. There is no problem with me. Maybe that’s what he wanted to claim. By tainting the most perfect morality.
That’s why he cut off the heads of demons who had no resentment. To seduce her saintess.
However, even when her demon king was beheaded, her saintess did not lose her nobility even in the face of Carl Leben’s efforts.
That’s why Carl Leben was impatient.
*
“It’s relaxing.”
“Iknow, right.”
Hello lady
You have a lot of trouble.
Lady, you are really beautiful!
It suits you well. Haha.
Sophia’s expression is awkward. Even as he accepted the greetings from the servants, he couldn’t show a bright smile like before. Ever since her limbs were amputated, even simple greetings would sound like mockery. Even if you think it’s just a sense of victimization, you’re disappointed in yourself for not being able to shake it off.
I can’t say hello Are you suffering? Are you saying that having your limbs cut off is such a pain? Beautiful, ha, are you a pervert who feels the beauty of being dismembered? Fit well? Are you saying that being in a wheelchair suits you?
Sophia became depressed every time that kind of sense of victimization and rebelliousness came out from deep within. I know it’s not. I know everyone is kind. It’s just that I’m having a hard time. Sorry. Everyone is grateful, why am I?
Each time Sophia’s smile became more fake, each time it was painted over with gloom, Carl smiled brighter. He was increasingly able to laugh heartily. Happy. Carl Leben tightened his grip on the wheelchair.
“Do you want something to eat?”
“Hmm… What about the knife? Carl goes with whatever he wants to eat.”
This is what Sophia often says. Sophia’s consideration was always sincere. Sophia adjusted to her man, but she did not feel the slightest discomfort. She is a person for whom caring is a daily routine. A person who is so kind that if you tell him that he wants to touch your chest with a crying face, he will sigh and listen. Carl swallowed. My mouth was salivating.
Sophia was saved on the day she was discovered so that no one else could approach her. Now all that remains is to cook and eat deliciously.
“Then I’ll take care of it?”
Let’s start by making ourselves feel miserable.
*
“Knife. Lack of care It’s not like a gentleman.”
Carl let out an involuntary laugh as Sofia spoke as her cheeks puffed out. It was cute. On the days when Sophia had tears in her eyes, it was as if she would be unknowingly raped. Can not be done. You have to be patient. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time to make Sofia want it first, but it’s not desirable to blow it up in vain.
Apart from that, Sophia’s voice mixed with ballmen was natural. Sophia had no arms, and she was incapable of slicing a steak herself. Haha. The bitch who can’t even cut a steak like an idiot. Instead of laughing like that, Carl said with a smile.
“Oops, I made a mistake.”
“Really. Is that part of it?”
Carl moved to Sofia’s side. Sophia was taken aback by the sight of Carl sitting close to her. “Hey, Carl. It’s too close… ” Sophia’s shy look made Carl mischievous.
“How will we do it. Feed me?”
“You have a bad personality, Carl. Do you really have to say it? For my shame”
“Hmm. Stop, force-feeding something you don’t want to eat is another bad thing.”
“Tooth.”
Sophia hesitates for a moment, then she speaks.
“Please feed me.”
“Oh~”
Carl smiled and put a small piece of steak into his mouth.
Tup. Well well. Gulp.
“Delicious… “
“Did you just keep eating soup?”
“… “
“Oh my. Ego.”
“Knife. I’m ashamed of this. Oh, this is… I am like a child.”
“Yep. Okay. Oh~”
“Ugh. Bad. … Ah”
*
Sophia may have been pickled in her euphoria for a moment. She had been caught off guard by the fact that after a few days she had gone from eating only soup to chewing on juicy, tender meat. Perhaps because she suddenly ate something greasy, she felt sick to her stomach shortly after finishing her meal.
The important thing is that the caregiver was kicked out by Carl.
“Hmm. Since I kicked it out, I’ll take care of it for a while. Until we find the next caregiver.”
“Me, Carl, that.”
And caregivers.
“Ah. Maybe I don’t like… ? Well, I guess so. Like me … Sorry”
“No, Carl, that’s not it. It’s really not like that!”
“No. You don’t have to be too considerate. Because I already know that Sophia is nice. Hmm. Don’t worry, I’m not a bad person enough to force myself to dislike it. Then, it was a mistake to chase the caregiver away. It’s not like you can’t get it back anytime soon. After. Sorry. I just got ahead of myself and acted stupid without thinking about what happened next.”
“Because it’s not like that!”
“Huh? Then can I take care of you?”
“That, that. Of course you can! I’m so sorry, but that’s it.”
“No, no, there is nothing to be sorry about.”
“Ugh… Ah really.”
The caregiver should clean up the patient’s stool.
Sophia bowed her head. I wanted to die of shame. Want to commit suicide Tears came out. My stomach hurt. It hurts so much I can’t stand it. Pain like being stabbed by someone.
… Rather, I should have worn a diaper.
“Knife… I’m hungry.”
“Ah. I’ll take you.”
Carl acted as if he hadn’t noticed yet. Sophia smiled invisibly. She intentionally fed something oily, but I didn’t expect it to respond so quickly.
“Ugh… “
Sophia’s face turned red.
Ah. Why am I like this
At such a good time.
Hate.
A wheelchair enters the women’s bathroom.
*
Same time. Cal’s cellar.
“Fat… Let me”
There are bruises on her buttocks, semen and virgin blood that have leaked out of her lower legs, and there is a person who is tied up without being able to do anything while drying up. No, it’s a demon.
“Black… Uh huh… “
I was raped by the man who killed my father. Her virginity was taken away. I was forcibly robbed of my innocence, which I had cherished so much that I would shyly give it to someone I loved. It was violated like a joke.
“Town… Suck… “
Even in the midst of that, the saddest thing is that I ate the food he prepared because of hunger.
The food was in a dog bowl. Every time I ate, the rope around my neck pulled painfully.
I should have died he should have died ah. Look at the soup stains on your mouth. No matter how hungry he must have been, he must have eaten the cold soup by sticking his nose into the bowl of dog food.
Arya’s face was covered with tears over dried tear marks.
Boiled
It’s terribly miserable.
