Chapter 258 – Killias Mother and Daughter – 2
“Mother… Are you sure you want to?”
Trembling eyes.
Moist eyes.
Startling gesture. The seductive woman herself, who seems frightened by herself, but only sees her as seducing herself in the eyes of a man.
“Well, even if you don’t have to do this…”
She is an unparalleled beauty in appearance.
Although her body is mature, as if she resembles or does not resemble herself, her mother, Cronia, sees her daughter, a beautiful woman full of color and full of tears as she notices herself like her child. He sighed.
Her heart aches at the sight of her daughter growing up with her eyes on her, stunned by her cruel and cold-blooded father, but she has no choice but to live like this in the future.
“Daughter, Freya. Without that person, we have no choice but to live like human beings.”
“That, but…”
“Or do you really want to suffer that… ?”
“Ah… Ugh, that’s… ! Shit, I don’t like… !”
At Cronia’s words, Freya trembled.
Her large breasts, wrapped in her clothes, swayed at her movement, expressing her presence.
Her gigantic breasts, uncovered by a non-functioning clothes made of thin silk she had obtained from beyond the desert to seduce a man prepared by her mother, began to glow beautifully in the moonlight.
‘Really. As much as the appearance, it’s the color of Gyeongguk…’
Cronia says that she doesn’t resemble herself, so it’s good that she matured and grew up, but because of that person, she grew up paying attention to her since she was a child, and her personality changed to be introverted and not like anyone else.
“If he disappears like this, those who hold grudges against us will not stand still. You have to like him somehow. That thing… We don’t have to suffer because of him.”
“… Yes.”
That thing.
Kronia pretended to be strong in her heart in front of her daughter, but she too, her hands trembled.
Shaking.
Kronia was appalled by her behavior caused by her own husband.
Even now, when she thought of those days, she hid her trembling hands behind her, unnoticed by her daughter’s gaze.
Sticky!
Suddenly, the back of my neck prickled.
Though now gone, the tattooed symbol of the man still exists, binding his body and soul with chains of fear.
“Oh… !”
Terror in a lifetime. As soon as she remembered it, her fear consumed her.
Just remembering the past and the Marquis brings trauma.
“Oh, mother…”
“Are you okay… It’s okay. Freya.”
Biting her lip in concern for her daughter, Kronia smiled at her pretending to be okay.
Trauma still haunts Cronia.
Cronia’s small body was congenital, but it was also a side effect of pregnancy.
Born as the daughter of an earl family in the East, she married the Marquis of Killias as she was at a young age of convenience.
She became the wife of the Marquis of Kilias with her small body that did not even reach the moon. She has been suffering from pain, wounds, and even sexual torture from the Marquis of Kilias since she was a child.
Still small body.
Due to the difference in physique, I had to scream just for insertion, and because I didn’t want to hear it, I couldn’t even properly voice with a rag put in my mouth.
I stayed up all night not only with insertion and ejaculation, but with torture close to torture.
The trauma and shock broke not only the soul, but also the body.
Physical growth stopped, and even the moon began later than average. Even doing that once or twice a year is the worst physical condition.
Her hell in Cronia continued without growing into a proper woman.
“Only you… Only you, I will protect you. Freya.”
“Mother…”
Cronia swallowed her tears as she looked at Freya, who was all grown up but still tender inside.
She was still afraid to talk or even touch men, but as a mother she had to protect her child.
Days like hell.
The days ended only after she began to embrace Freya.
She was a baby born to Kilias, an object of fear and hatred, but the days of fear ended that day anyway.
But her child in her little body gave her her pain even before she was born. She vomits every day and the pain is like she’s about to tear her stomach. One day when her limbs are cold and she is about to die moaning in pain every night due to the high fever, she says that a normal birth is impossible, and Cronia sheds tears as she sees the baby born after her belly was forcibly torn under the order of the Marquis of Killias. Shed.
“Is it your daughter? It’s useless.”
The moment when I lost my stomach due to blood loss.
Kronia still remembered the look in her eyes as she looked down at her with cold eyes.
“Ah, uh…”
Rattle.
She reached out to him with her trembling hands.
Her Marquis, who glanced at her like that, said quietly.
“In this state, it would be impossible to get pregnant again. You don’t have to die Treat it appropriately and put it in the room.”
Cold, unfeeling eyes.
With those eyes, she looked at herself and her newborn baby, and at the disappearing Marquis of Kilias, Kronia closed her eyes.
Her Marquis, who wanted her son, abandoned her and her mother and daughter on that day.
Her own daughter, Freya, grew up imprisoned in her castle for most of her life, holding her breath.
Kronia, with her body unable to conceive again due to her unreasonable pregnancy and her childbirth, and Freya, as her father’s doll, had to be kept like a trophy.
But it was after his death that the problem arose.
His death itself was good.
I was rather happy.
Because the source of fear is finally gone.
But…
The fertility plant of magical power holders.
Marquis Kilias, her husband and father of a child, sincerely intended to increase the number of magical power holders by forcibly impregnating women of aristocratic lineage.
No, I did
Countless people have been sacrificed as sacrifices since the development of the technology of absorbing the blood and magic of others created by the Marquis of Kilias.
From the forces opposing the Marquis of Kilias to innocent commoners. Countless people were sacrificed, and until it was judged that the developed technology could be used in actual combat, countless times, from enemies to allies, were sacrificed.
In fact, many magical power holders died because of it.
In particular, in order to raise magic power in the future, it was necessary to have magical power holders suitable for it.
Marquis Kilias needed overwhelming magic power to aim for King Bistien, the goal he wanted, so he needed quality magic holders.
So the Marquis of Killias took his blood.
Quality magical power holders. They were trying to create a pregnancy factory.
Actually it was about half done.
The blood and magic of the rebels were used as test subjects, and the fertility factories of the magicians were carried out to some extent to use as blood and magic tanks.
Although it was not executed properly, there were those who sacrificed their families, destroyed their families, and took away their wives and daughters.
Those who rebelled against him were eventually defeated by the Marquis of Kilias and forced to submit under the seal.
If.
When Leoric Hyperion, who killed Marquis Kilias, returns to the South, how will the other nobles remaining in this land move?
Would they understand that Marquis Kilias, maddened by the madness of power, would put Freia, his own bloodline and biological daughter, in one of the cells in the factory?
For them, Cronia and Freya. Because they are all bloodlines of the Kilias family.
“So, that man, now you have to like the man who will become the new king of this country.”
“Oh, mother…”
At Kronia’s words, Freya looked at her mother with trembling eyes.
Although she looked like a woman possessed by many men on the outside, Kronia smiled bitterly knowing that she was a virgin.
“I have to follow him somehow. Mother, they say there is no place to write anymore, but you are different. In order to escape this hellish place, you must like him and escape.”
“Uh, mother too…”
“Of course it should. We should go together…”
Kronia said while holding Freya’s hand as she clung to it while shaking.
How much she could like him as she actually has a body that she has none of her charms as a woman of his own.
“There, according to rumors, he is looking for beautiful women regardless of social status, Freya. You will definitely like him.”
Freya’s face turned red at Cronia’s words.
Her introverted daughter didn’t express it, but her mother, Kronia, knew that from the first time she saw Leoric on her own operation, she often glanced at him.
Covering her blushing face with her hands, Freya bowed her head.
“Is that so? Uh, but the people who came with him are all prettier than me, and their bodies aren’t as fat as mine, they’re thin…”
“… It would be better not to say that to them.”
Surely they were the true wives of Leoric Hyperion?
It’s clear that they all look the same, but…
Kronia said, looking at her Freya’s chest, which was bigger than her own head.
How did she find out that such a daughter was born to her…
“You can just stick out your chest quietly. Leave the rest to your mother.”
“Mother… Are you okay? I, men, are scary.”
“Okay. ‘Cause I’m much better now Rather, I didn’t have time to properly educate you in this way… Take this opportunity to follow what I am doing.”
“Yes, four.”
Seeing her mother and daughter entering a man’s room together and not having enough common sense, Kronia smiled bitterly and entered the secret door in her room.
“Come on, let’s go.”
“Yes yes! Mother!”
Kronia thought.
She has already lost everything as a woman.
Like that man, she could like her own body, and even if she didn’t have one, she would do anything for Freya.
Whether he licks her feet or her anus, Leoric must flee this land with her daughter after him.
