Chapter 4 – 01. Clearness After Carcinogenesis.
The expressions of Aran and Soup, who came out of Gretel’s barracks, were miserable.
And among them, Soup’s expression was even more miserable.
The victim is Aran, but the reason why her expression is worse is because she has been serving her military life for several years.
First of all, there are two situations in this case. Of course, both situations are the worst.
The first is when Gretel made this judgment based on her arbitrary judgment that a woman could not rape a man with a vague prejudice.
Still, it can be said that it is better than the second one, but still, if the punishment is given to the entire unit, and the reason is because of an affair with Aran, Aran’s position her in the unit becomes more difficult.
And the second case is when the palace chief Estelle and the knight Gretel are connected to each other.
As for what’s going on, Estelle jumped ahead and said, ‘Something like this will happen in the department, and maybe the victim will come to visit you, so please forgive me at that time.’ Saying that, while paying bribes, Gretel simply turns a blind eye to what is happening in the department.
‘It’s x…!’
Soup instinctively felt that it would be the latter.
Otherwise, Estelle would have acted so boldly.
No matter how tightly he holds on to the hospital staff, if the words leak out even a little, or if Aran stabs the top like today, it will be known.
And if she is punished by military law, her ringleader is up to the death penalty, and the rest of the accomplices cannot escape heavy punishment.
This is a wartime, and considering that they are elite soldiers, the same is true.
If you think about that, it was natural to think that Estelle and Gretel were connected behind the scenes.
Just as expected..
When they returned to the archer’s barracks, there were already about a hundred archers and Archer Estelle standing there with a cold smile.
“Yeah~ You bastards. Where are you wandering around like that at night? The two of you get along well too.”
Among them, Estelle had an expression almost like that of a demon. She looked like a goblin even though she had a decent disc.
“Hey! You girl! Come here quickly!”
At that time, the women who were usually friendly gestured to Soup.
Then Estelle opened her arms wide and said.
“Yes. Soup. Well, you can do that out of sympathy. I feel a bit betrayed, but you’re a woman, right? I’ll forgive you for being a proud archer, so come here.”
Forgive me…
She already proved that she knew everything from those words.
“Shit. To have your superiors scold you for eating some of the bastards who cheated on you. That’s too much. Men like sex anyway, right? Don’t just pretend to be a victim. It felt good, right? Being surrounded by beauty.”
She was disgusted with Estelle saying such things without changing her expression.
And,
For a moment she was swayed by her proposal of her, and she was disgusted with herself.
“…Shame on you. People who enlisted to protect important people hurt other people’s important people!”
“What bullshit. If you put it that way, the bitches you shot and killed on the battlefield are someone’s precious people too?”
“That’s a special situation!”
“Even now, it’s a special situation. That guy cheated on us, and fraud against the military shouldn’t end with a simple punishment. Above all, an incompetent man is in the department claiming to be an archer, so he has to use it in some way, right? What’s not so bad about kids who can’t return home, separated from their husbands or lovers, and have been wandering around the battlefield for years.”
“You…”
Soup realized that there was no point in saying more.
“And what? Shame on you?”
Estelle made a more stern expression.
“Don’t climb up. Bitch. How much I’ve taken care of you, and now you’re being ungrateful?”
“Um… Chieftain. He says it’s that day. It’s a bit sensitive time…”
“Then, when you’re sensitive, can you ignore your boss and ignore the disease and the rules?”
“That…”
The archer, who had stepped forward to get some soup, gloomily backed off.
Estelle stared at Aran and the soup with a crooked posture.
Aran was trembling, and the soup was also trembling slightly.
“Ah, come to think of it, you were a virgin. She did. A virgin would n’t understand. What it feels like to have a cobweb stretched down her lower leg.”
As Estelle beckoned, some hesitated. It was as if he was asking, ‘Do you really do it?’
But that was for a while, when Estelle glared at them, some overpowered Soup and Aran, and some disappeared somewhere.
“S-Sup-san… You’re not guilty of anything… I did everything, so please forgive me…”
She even got punished for the soup because of her.
Aran was afraid, but she was determined to sacrifice herself for the soup that had helped her.
But she was already late, and if she had made up her mind she should have done it before Soup opened her mouth.
“This bastard does n’t understand the situation again and he is talking bullshit. Hey, it’s already over.”
She didn’t say anything to Aaron. This is because the victim already anticipated the situation where the victim twisted upwards.
She bribed Gretel for him, and was also promised to provide Aran when she wanted it.
A few minutes later, the women who had disappeared somewhere came running in a hurry.
They were holding a bunch of vials of some liquid.
“I brought it.”
“Come here.”
It was a clear liquid.
She jingled and jingled.
“Do you know what this is?”
He said, sending a cold smile to the two men and women who were suppressed and showing hostility.
“It’s ‘weak’. I spent some time trying to find it. Anyway, these days, bitches who are called knights don’t serve chivalry, they serve money. How much money are they taking for helping them smuggle…
Anyway, why do you think I brought this out?”
Soup closed his eyes in resignation.
It was roughly expected.
Feed the soup aphrodisiac and have it rape Aran, or conversely, feed it to Aran and rape the subdued soup.
Maybe it’s both. Because there is no guarantee that it will be only today.
Still, in my heart, I hoped. Could he even use such a vicious tactic?
Food.
‘What wishful thinking am I right now… These bitches even do gang rape haha…’
“I can’t believe it, but I heard it was painful?”
Estelle turned her object around and spoke to Aran.
He was still trembling, but his gaze was hostile.
She said, patting him on the cheek.
“Does it make sense for a boy to say that he felt bad or was in pain while having sex? I don’t believe it at all…
Well, since you’re like that, I’ll believe you for now. So I’m going to give you this as a gift.”
Estelle said ‘this’ and kicked the soup next to her.
Alan’s face went white.
“Do you feel bad about being forced? What can you do? Then do it by force. There’s a chaste virgin right next to you? Don’t worry. No one will know. These unnies will guarantee it. They are grateful beings who relieve our sexual desire, but we got caught for no reason Can’t you just let him hang?”
“I hate it…!”
These women are evil
It wasn’t enough that he raped himself,
Feeling sorry for herself, she makes the woman who helped her rape her.
It was repulsive and disgusting, and nausea came up.
“Come on, open your mouth.”
Estelle, no, the devil forced Aran’s mouth open and poured the aphrodisiac into it.
It wasn’t one.
She poured several bottles, sure enough to lose her temper and devour the soup like a beast.
“Wow!”
Even though she couldn’t drink it and overflowed, she let out a creepy laugh and continued pouring the aphrodisiac.
And his memory was cut off.
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Dawn.
Eyes open.
With a throbbing head.
When Booth got up, he was naked, with a piece of flesh lying next to him.
Correction.
It’s not a piece of flesh, it’s a soft female body.
A body that has felt like hell the past few days.
But it was a little different from that.
The owner was soup.
“Ahh!”
When I woke up, I was in the barracks, but it was a complete mess.
Various things were messed up, and dried semen was sprayed like dressing.
And the decisively fallen soup was also covered with semen all over the body, and semen and blood were still flowing from her lower body.
The blood was not her virgin blood. It was pure blood when the skin was torn.
“Ah ah ah ah ah…”
The memory of last night, drunk with aphrodisiac and intensely craving soup, came to mind.
Even in the midst of her virginity she being taken away, she looked at Aran with her pitiful eyes, and she did not shed a tear even in her pain.
I’m afraid Aran will blame himself for this.
‘This is not your responsibility. Aran.’
It was what she said to him.
Aran grabbed her face her.
Could such a reality exist?
Is there such a dog-like reality?
Reality became grief, grief became hatred, and hatred became intent to kill.
She used to laugh at herself and say that she liked it, but now she insulted her benefactor mercilessly. Of course, he did her actions of her, but the cause of her lies with them.
A harsh sound came out of Aran’s mouth.
Outcry of hatred.
Even the ghosts were manifestations of trembling.
“I’m going to kill them. I’m going to kill them all!! No, same! I’m going to make them taste the pain. Make them cry, make them beg, make them tremble, make them tremble and kill themselves.” I’ll make you beg for it!! I’m sure!!”
