(Limbs and Limbs Cut Off) Saint， Will You Forgive Me for This Too？ 36

Chapter 36 – Rape

36.

Carl and Maya leave, leaving Sophia alone at the table. She had no body to go anywhere. Moving the wheelchair on her own was obviously quite a challenge, and it was not acceptable for her to crawl like a pig on her elbows and knees in such a formal setting.

If she did that, she would be disgusted. Oh my God, is that a saint?

People hate disabled people. Those with plague are driven out of town, and those without limbs or eyes are despised. A person who does not do his job properly has no value as a member of society. A person who can do more is valuable.

If you think about it, the value of a saintess is also there. A saint who cannot heal others has no value.

If you want to heal others, prayer is usually necessary, and since it was common to place your hands on the other person’s body or pray with both hands of the person praying together, it is common knowledge that a saint without hands cannot heal others. .

Sophia slowly begins to get fed up with people’s way of thinking. To the ridiculing glances that are sometimes thrown at him.

Of course Sophia can still pray and heal others. How to say Everyone seemed to think that way. My heart hurts.

Knife.

That person is generously affectionate and devoted to me even after her limbs were cut off.

Really, really
She is a wonderful person who deserves too much of herself-

She thought so

*

A man came to visit Sophia. He was a man dressed in a white tailcoat and wearing a black mask. He asked me not to comment on the mask, he said. He said that he had to wear a mask because his face was so ugly that he asked for forgiveness.

His voice and body were different from Carl Leben’s. The fact that he speaks with a smirk made me think that they were obviously similar, but in fact, it was correct to see them as different people if they had different body shapes and voices. No matter how similar the atmosphere is.

“I have always admired the saintess. Would you like a drink?”
“Ahaha. I don’t have hands. I will only take your heart.”
“Okay, then I’ll feed you.”
“I don’t think we are that close.”
“There are no personal feelings. Just a good drink Even if you see my sincerity, please take a sip. It is a precious drink.”
“… “

The man was skilled. Sophia said she couldn’t say no outright. It felt like rudeness to refuse a glass from someone who said they had no personal feelings and asked for sincerity. I felt a bit of a sense of deja vu, but I tried to ignore it. Sophia took a sip from the glass the man in the tailcoat handed her.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen you.”
“During this Pandemonium War, her face was severely injured. In fact, until just now, I wasn’t wearing a mask, but I should be able to show my ugly face in front of the saintess. How does the drink taste?”
“… Great.”
“Aha, then how about me?”
“Yes? It’s embarrassing.”
“This. I was trying to get over it. It doesn’t work. Haha.”

Sophia rarely saw anyone in a white tailcoat in this ballroom. There couldn’t be many people with her devastating fashion sense, so everyone remembered her. And the people Sophia remembered were roughly within Sophia’s field of vision.

“Mr. Oten?”
“Yes?”

Looking at the reaction, there is not one person who is not present. If that’s the case, then you’re a newcomer to the ballroom. It was not a high-ranking aristocrat, as the gatekeeper did not speak separately. Or that someone already in the venue came to see them, even changing their clothes. Sophia focused more on the latter. Since the door to the ballroom is not small, it draws a lot of attention the moment it opens and closes.

Someone who talks about wearing a mask but not about wearing a tailcoat. He is a dirty person with something to hide. The reason why he insisted on wearing a mask was probably because he knew Sophia. If you’re really not confident enough in your face to wear a mask, you probably wouldn’t have come to this ballroom in the first place.

Even with an ugly face, coming to the ballroom to build a network is only possible for a person with that much prestige. And if anyone has such prestige, he doesn’t cover his face. Because he is confident in himself.

Or was it someone who had come before? No, Sophia knows a number of more probable cases. That this person knew him, and that he had just changed his clothes and came out wearing a mask.

“Why are you doing this?”
“Haha.”

Sophia’s mind became hazy during the conversation. The field of vision seemed to be divided into two, but the eyelids were slightly closed and it was dark and did not open. No matter how hard I try, I can’t see ahead.

“Uh?”
“The effect of the medicine is a little late. Fuck. You are cheating.”
“To… Eww… “

I have to scream I felt like my throat was blocked and no sound came out. I felt a hand caressing my body. Upset. Sophia’s body was heard.

There are rooms for guests near the ballroom building. It is said that it is used for tired people to take a break, but the act of ‘taking a break’ is extremely obvious.

Sophia was being carried into the guest room.

*

Sophia’s vision was dark. I felt something caught in my ear. She tried to clear it away with her elbow, but it wasn’t easy. The person who brought Sophia wouldn’t let it go like that.

“Don’t struggle like a bug, bitch.”

Scary. A feeling of fear came over her whole body. Why are you in this situation? Where is the knife The voice didn’t come out well. “Oh, uh, eh?” Who is the person wearing the black mask?

I could feel a hand caressing her body. I felt bad. It felt like a centipede was creeping up her body. I get goosebumps. He reached into Sophia’s clothes and felt her white belly. She even pinched lightly. Then he pushed her hand under her.

Her hands dug into Sophia’s cunt. It is a space that has not yet allowed the man’s touch. The last time the touch of the knife had inevitably passed by, but it was not a place that was brushed for the purpose of sexual love. Sophia’s lower abdomen remained clean. And, it had to remain clean.

To give Carl a present. To give Carl what he wants. By the way, why?

One worm.

Her hands gripped Sophia’s waist and slowly groped her way up. He grabbed Sophia’s breast. “Ha, don’t, don’t,” Said Sophia in a terrified voice.

It’s dark. I can’t see anything.
Two worms.

Bu-wook.

I heard the sound of Sofia’s clothes being ripped. The air touches her bare body. Sophia’s trembling body was exposed to the air. Sophia knows that too. Still couldn’t see ahead.

“Bitch.”

Match!

There was a hand that hit Sophia. Got slapped on the cheek match! Hit one more time Her man, who climbed on top of Sophia’s body, hit Sophia one after another. The hit place swelled up. The man who had slapped her three times hit her breast next, grabbed her by the nipple, and twisted it. A moan of pain leaks out.

“Fuck you bitch. Huh? Do you know how bad it is? I said I really wanted to eat it. From earlier.”
“Don’t, don’t, don’t! No!”

After rubbing his cock against Sophia’s pussy mound several times, the man started to fuck Sofia’s lower legs wet. Sophia felt something squeeze through her cramped vagina. There was no virgin blood in her.

However, Sophia thinks that her daughter has been married.

Carl started teasing her back, wondering if the drug was working or if Sophia liked the situation. Although she had tasted it the other day, waking up in her cunt felt different. The feeling of insertion was excellent because it was tight, perhaps because of fear.

Using Maya’s magic to change her clothes, Carl kidnaps Sophia, puts a blindfold over her eyes, and begins to rape her.

“You don’t know how much effort I put into trying to fuck you.”
“Haha! Please, oh Carl! Where are you Carl! Help me!”
“No one can help you.”

Slam. The knife gripped Sophia’s waist and began to shake her waist.

Because I am the knife you are looking for.

“Ouch ouch! No! I hate it!”

Sophia’s scream resonates pleasantly.

“Karl, Carl, where are you? Save me, save me… ! Please me… Me… Better… “

Sophia felt the feel of his cock moving in and out of her vagina. Her body is more sensitive to her touch because she can’t see in front of her.

“The knife doesn’t come. I went outside.”
“Ah, black, ah… !”

Ah.

Several worms.
Dozens and hundreds.
Whether it’s a centipede or a cockroach, it’s crawling inside me.

Knife.
I love you, but I really wanted to have a sweet relationship with you and have a marriage life with you.
I got dirty.

What should I really do now?