Chapter 30 – Prelude
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Carl Leben was in trouble. It seemed that Sophia was already opening up to herself. I’m not sure how far I’ll allow it, but it wasn’t a bad sign. It feels good. I wonder if it would be as simple as kissing. Laughter emerges.
He decided to stop raping Arya during Sophia’s visit. He was about to begin sexual torture of Arya. The idea was to hang Arya in her cellar today and spend some good time with Sophia.
While the knife is out, the pendulum swinging mace will reciprocate and rupture the intestines. Continuous suffering. It didn’t matter. As Arya is the daughter of the Demon King, the speed at which her body regenerates is beyond imagination. I still remember that her finger, which she cut off as a joke, was healed just by reattaching it.
Arrows follow the mace, and water torture follows the arrow. Devices obtained from her witch’s workshop will torture Arya in her order.
Today is the day to attend the prom with Sophia.
Her heart trembles Carl waited for dinner to come.
*
“What about Aria?”
At Sophia’s innocent question, Carl smiled and said,
“You are going to the palace. Arya is a demon. It’s not illegal for her to have a slave, but she won’t hear good things about it. Especially in the case of her being a demon slave.”
Sophia wore a red sleeveless dress. It was a dress that highlighted her figure, but not too revealing. She was forward to her collarbone and backward to her wings. It was a short skirt that came only to her knees, and since she was in a wheelchair, she might be able to see her panties, but that didn’t matter much. No nobleman had gone far enough to point it out in front of the sword.
“I am nervous. It’s a prom. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my friends!”
Smelling the scent of the night, Sophia and Carl entered the ballroom prepared by the imperial palace. The gatekeeper bowed his waist as much as possible.
“He is the adversary of the demon king, a noble among nobles who protects the empire, the ruler of the night and the sharpest fangs! A great hero born of the times! Marquis Leben and Lady Gracia, who is the light that illuminates this era, the dear representative of the Goddess, and the comforter of the naked, enter!”
The drum is beaten five times and music is played. The horn blew, and the eyes of the venue focused on the entrance. Sofia tried to respond to her gaze by waving her arm awkwardly, but then she realized that her arm had been amputated and she sulked. Carl chuckled and touched Sophia’s shoulder. “He said he wanted to see it. Everyone.” When Sophia heard Carl’s voice, she felt her tension melt away. “Thanks Carl.”
The fact that Carl took Sophia to her ballroom wasn’t simply because of the request of the imperial family and her colleagues to see Sophia’s healthy appearance with the naked eye. It was simply because he was convinced that Sophia was thinking positively of him.
Carl had thoughts of doing something bad to Sophia, but he didn’t want to be hated by Sophia. She wanted Sophia to see her suffering, but she wanted Sophia to love her herself, and she did. It is a twisted desire. She had been like that since the first time she saw Sophia. The one who forgives her no matter what she does. No matter what happens, she always makes me smile. Devoted person.
Now that she is in her grasp, she can be manipulated. Can drop can play with can be together
“Oh, saintess. Are you all right… !”
The knight commander walked up first and started talking. The captain of the knights seemed uncomfortable with Carl, but since Sophia was Carl’s partner today, she couldn’t bring herself to ask Carl to get out of the way. “The Marquis Leben was there too.”
Carl received the comment with a displeased expression. I wasn’t here to deal with such an insignificant bastard.
“There are a lot of regrets about this for the knight commander. It’s a fun place, so let’s move on. But if you were going to tell Sophia if you were okay, you shouldn’t have done it sooner.”
“Greatness.”
“I will apologize for Carl’s rudeness, Sir. Since you are my partner, please forgive me generously. Hey, I think I should say hello to my colleagues, let’s go first!”
No one forcibly grabbed Sophia, who greeted her with an elbow instead of his hand. For a while, Sophia drew the attention of the people around her and greeted the people who approached to greet them and chatted with them.
“Come to think of it, Carl, Marquis?”
“Hmm. It happened.”
“Tell me more properly! Sincerely!”
While Sophia and Karl were bickering, they arrived right in front of the party who had arrived earlier.
“Hello Sophia!”
The older of the two witches. She is Circe’s greeting.
*
Tick. Tick.
The sound of the clock is obnoxiously accurate. I hated that ticking sound that rang out once every second passed. Arya, who naturally likes regular things, couldn’t help but love irregular things at this moment.
That’s because the mace, with which she regularly pendulumed, crushed her lower belly. The mace was slowly making a pendulum motion, as if some slowdown magic had been cast on it. Once a minute. Arya’s belly gets hit by a mace. It was a trap designed that way. It’s already been 33 minutes since he was tied by Carl Leben’s hand. Arya had her intestines crushed and she was already doing 33 repetitions before she could recover.
That cold touch. A mace that pushed in slowly but violently. That cursed mace that turns around after crushing the intestines exactly half way. The pain inflicted by the twisting and twisting of the intestines drowns out even the sound of screaming. It seems to melt the brain.
Ah- ah-
Even screaming is painful. She screamed so hard that the taste of blood ran down her throat. But you can’t even scream. It’s not a pain you can endure with your mouth shut. This moment when pain causes pain is a vivid reality.
‘Sophia wants you to torture her. Huh? Why? I don’t know. I guess I’m a bit cheeky. If Sophia, whom I love, asks for a favor, she usually grants it.’
‘If you think about it, it’s just embarrassing. A slave bitch trying to be friends with the hero Sophia? What the.’
The shackles that Carl Leben had placed on Sophia, asking her to feel the pain of Sophia’s inability to move freely, were of such a nature that she did not think that they could be undone by any means.
The handcuffs tied back together with his hands back together, or the knots that tied his feet, were cast with an unknown spell to prevent them from exerting any force, and spikes were driven into his shoulders and ankles to hold them in the air by pulling them from all sides. The thirty-fourth mace approaches. A mace that would completely crush her belly.
Arya knows there is a cold tub behind her. As her mace strikes and strikes until the tether she is tied to breaks, she will fall into the bathtub behind her. Could she drown? That would be nice.
Arya’s damaged parts are restored.
She wants to die
*
“Are you sure Aria-sama is here?”
“Yes.”
“Knife… Did that damned man leave dressed for a day out?”
“That’s right. Hurry!”
“Damn it, then what about that scream!”
“We have to save the princess. Hurry!”
*
“Sophia. How is life, isn’t it uncomfortable?”
Circe’s voluptuous breasts covered my face. Being treated like a child, isn’t it too much? Even though my limbs have been cut off and my height has decreased, I am an adult.
Mr. Circe smells like cigarettes. Semen… And the smell. Probably Lloyd’s. Because the two were lovers.
“Yes, Reven. You said you were protecting Sophia?”
Lloyd.
He looks at me with affectionate eyes.
Wow.
