To the Theocracy (2)

“Shu, Shuriel. Haa, Aileen.”

Shuriel’s interest shifted from strangulation to my breasts. Thanks to that, I could breathe again. I shed a few tears and pushed him away. But, with a broken shoulder blade, there was no way I could push away a large man with force. My resistance was nothing more than meaningless gestures, less than a tantrum, and my breasts were touched against my will. My voluptuous breasts, disproportionate to my small height, were in Shuriel’s hands.

The unbalanced, protruding breasts were soft and firm. They were so elastic that they quickly returned to their original shape no matter how much they were squeezed, and the texture was so soft that it was transmitted without filtration through the clothes. Shuriel fondled my breasts like a child who had found an interesting toy.

“Haa…”

A rough hand comes in between my clothes. Shuriel forcefully tore off my underwear and pinched my nipples tightly. My back flinched as if I had been electrocuted. I let out a lewd moan without realizing it, from the electrifying sensation that made my eyes widen. My peach-colored nipples, reacting to the slight pain, stood up sharply.

“Kyaa…!”

My body heats up. But Shuriel didn’t even think about getting up and just kept fondling my breasts. I didn’t know what to say to that childish figure, so I just hugged him tightly and tried to tell him what had happened today. I used telekinesis to lift my arm, which was broken and unable to move, and wrapped it around Shuriel’s neck.

It was literally just wrapping around. My bone was broken, so I couldn’t even put any strength into it. But he buried his face in my chest as if a heavy weight had been placed on his head. A cool scent of hair permeated my nose. I didn’t expect him to collapse like this, so I called his name in a flustered tone.

“…Shuriel?”

“It’s soft and feels good. I’ll just stay like this for a bit. I’ve been tired lately.”

“Umm…”

A heavy weight presses down on my chest. Shuriel’s breathing echoed rhythmically, a hand’s breadth away. I didn’t particularly dislike it. Rubbing my body in this insufficiently aroused state was also somewhat exciting. I wonder who will reach out first. Shuriel, unable to contain his lust, would pounce on me, or I would end up bowing my head and groveling. Either way was fine.

Still.

I’d prefer to be violently pounced on if possible. Groveling shamefully after bowing my head and begging would be good too.

“Shuriel. Are you listening?”

“…Listening.”

“Okay. Ahem.”

I’m just going to tell him what happened today, but I’m nervous for no reason. I slowly loosened my stiff neck, preparing to speak.

“Today, I went to the temple.”

“…”

“Even though my body changed like this because I took some strange medicine on the outskirts, thankfully the baby is fine.”

“…”

“It’s growing a little faster than expected… but it’s okay. It’s a normal part of the growth process.”

He must have noticed the moment our bodies touched. Even if it’s not obvious on the outside, you can definitely feel it when you touch it. I lowered Shuriel’s hand, which was stuck in my armpit, and made him touch my lower abdomen. The slightly swollen belly, drawing a curve, was clearly the belly of a pregnant woman. The curve of life. I smiled and said proudly.

“But maybe it’s because it takes after me, but it’s amazingly good at magic. It hasn’t even come out yet, but it’s already using barriers…”

“…”

“Shemel said. That’s why the baby won’t die even if I drink poison. Even if someone mutilates my body and cuts off my head, the baby will grow up healthy.”

As I continued to speak, heat rose in my throat. Was it embarrassment, or something else? Maybe it was anticipation. The strangely erratic emotions became needles, poking my body. My heart was pounding. My head was urging me to spit out my true feelings quickly.

“…”

“…”

There was no conversation. I wondered if I would be the first to ask. It felt like it would really happen if I stalled any longer. Feeling impatient, I checked Shuriel’s reaction. It was the same. It seemed like we would remain on parallel lines, so I tried to twist my body and escape, but the force pressing down on my entire body made it futile. He wasn’t asleep. He was just burying his nose in my large breasts and breathing.

…I guess today’s not the day. Maybe he’s too tired to suppress his lust. I sighed inwardly. Well, Shuriel is also human, so it’s strange that I’m the one who’s been wandering around for 24 hours without sleeping. I closed my eyes, feeling disappointed. Okay. I’ll be your pillow for one night. I have to use my useless breasts for something like this.

Just as I was about to meditate.

-Kwajik. A dagger was stabbed right next to my neck. The sharp blade, piercing through the floor, touched my neck. It was close. If I twisted my neck even slightly, it would be cut immediately. I swallowed hard and looked at Shuriel. He was still burying his face in my chest. But the hand that had been touching my belly had disappeared somewhere and was holding a small dagger. The dagger he had stabbed next to my neck.

“…So.”

A calm voice for someone who was about to stab someone’s neck. Slightly languid, as if he hadn’t woken up completely. Shuriel lifted his face, using the dagger stuck in the ground as a support. His face was calm, unlike my face, which was flushed with heat. He gently stroked my cheek and asked.

“Why are you saying that?”

That kind of thing.

There was no way I could say it.

Was he asking even though he knew? I read the devil’s mischief in that emotionless expression. How mean. If I said this much, he should have roughly understood and strangled me, or broken my arms and legs. I closed my mouth tightly and refused to speak. Shuriel laughed in an emotionless tone.

“Shuriel…?”

“Haha… Yujin.”

His laughter was somehow eerie. From that ominous laughter, I discovered one strange thing. The current Shuriel was not the usual Shuriel, who was sly and full of mischief. He was more evil… yes. He was the Shuriel who had brutally raped me in the labyrinth.

How could the atmosphere change so drastically just because he buried his face in my chest? I was a little flustered, but I soon calmed down and slowly recalled the past. Before coming to the Rushellini Territory, there were times like this in the carriage. Times when he suddenly acted like a different person. Shuriel acted like a ‘Demon’ at those times. A gaze that saw humans as toys. It was very thrilling, but it wasn’t the kind of look a human should have.

“Yujin. You know, I, sometimes, very rarely…”

Shuriel continued, looking directly into my eyes. It was an unavoidable gaze. If I tried to roll my eyes, he would immediately raise the knife diagonally, forcing me to look at him. A small line was etched on my neck. All the nerves in my body were on edge. At the same time, Shuriel’s eyes glowed red.

“When I look at you. There are times when it’s hard to control my emotions. To be exact, it feels like someone else is trying to control my head. I thought I was quite confident in my mental resistance, but every time I look at you. A sadism that is not mine boils up.”

The hand holding the dagger tightened.

“…I was too contaminated by Mana back then. Even if I expelled it through you. It seems like there’s still some left.”

Suppressing the desire to slit my throat at any moment.

“But… if I hear those words…”

…If he hears them? It’s a really sorry thing to say to Shuriel, but I was very excited. Looking at Shuriel’s face, which seemed to be holding back even now, made me swallow involuntarily. Unfortunately, the event of me pushing his body away would not happen.

I wish he would quickly realize that guilt towards me is a completely useless emotion. And as much as Shuriel was restraining himself, I was also holding back. Suppressing the true feelings that were about to burst out, I forcibly erased the smile that was blooming.

“Huu…”

But in the end.

I couldn’t hold back the smile that burst out. A slightly raised corner of my mouth. My lips were parched when I saw Shuriel’s serious face, but instead of erasing my smile, I chose another method.

“Shuriel.”

“……”

“The words I said back then, they’re still valid, right?”

Spit it all out. Do whatever you want. I’ll gladly endure it. It was a serious situation, and the words had to be serious, but. The temperature of the words was extremely light.

I don’t know what he felt from this appearance of mine. However, I could tell that he was angry. The red light in his eyes became more intense. The acceleration of the invasion. His reason was being eaten away, moving away from human thought. Shuriel, consumed by anger and sadism, nervously pulled out the dagger-

-Kwajik!

“Kkeueuheueueu, eubeub, eubeuseut?!”

And stabbed it straight into my shoulder. Red blood gushed out as if juice had burst. Shuriel used his remaining hand to cover my mouth just as I was about to scream. Looking at his rolling eyes, there was a smile on his lips.

“It’s all… all your fault.”

“Eubeut, kkeuheueup…”

He dragged the ground with the dagger stuck in my shoulder. The half-cut shoulder dangled so much that it was difficult to function properly. The pain made my head spin. My brain, which had turned blank, couldn’t think of anything and only made sounds like a sow.

“Kkeuheup, eubeuseut…!”

“It would be better to tear off the useless arm. Don’t you think?”

-Kkudeuk, Kwadeudeuk. Shuriel grabbed the dangling arm and tore it off, chuckling and throwing it into the corner. A shower of blood splattered, staining the carpet.

Shuriel’s madness did not end there. He cut off the other arm just because it was unsightly to have only one arm. Neatly, using Aura. Blood flowed from the cut surface without stopping. Reconstruction. I had to reconstruct. I didn’t even have the strength to moan. If I didn’t use all my strength for reconstruction, I would die from excessive bleeding.

While I was drawing blood without even being able to moan.

Shuriel, who had gotten up from his seat, rolled up a pile of documents and used a lighter to burn the end. The smell of burning paper filled the room. I didn’t notice it and was diligently creating blood.

But. Not long after, when my eyes met his. I realized that all of this was meaningless. He was approaching with the burning paper. I could clearly see what he was going to do.

“Kkeuheueueuheuseut!!!!”

-Chiiiiik! Shuriel grabbed my hair and lifted me up, pressing the burning end of the documents against the cut surface. Cauterization. Melting the flesh to stop the bleeding. If you were to rank the pain that humans can feel, it would proudly take first place, but unfortunately, it could not break the spirit of an Archmage.

With my mind still intact. A pain as great as the tearing screams was etched into my body. But. Even so. Lewd fluids were leaking from my lower body. My hopeless body, climaxing from the pain of burning flesh, spewed out a stream of vaginal fluid. Clear water flowed from under my lifted body.

“If the ‘Lord of Light’ that the White Magic Tower is so desperately searching for… is known to be such a lewd and obscene woman. I wonder what kind of reaction they would have.”

What a vulgar bitch. My lower abdomen flinched at the chilling rebuke. Shuriel stopped the bleeding by cauterizing the flesh with Aura, then casually dropped the hair he had lifted into the air. Having lost both arms, I slammed my face into the ground. My forehead was numb.

“Heueu… Haeuk…”

“I want to cut off your legs too, but… I guess it’s okay to do it later.”

“Heu, hae?”

-Jjwaak!

Shuriel tore my clothes from top to bottom and kicked my belly, turning my body over.

“Ah, aueu…”

The moment my belly was kicked, I felt like I had fallen into the abyss as a human being. No matter how safe the baby is. This kind of thing… this kind of thing…

-Jjigeok!

“Hyaeueugeuseut?!”

My belly protruded from the sudden insertion. Shuriel’s penis, which seemed to have become larger than before due to the influence of the invasion, pierced all the way to the cervix in one go. I was out of breath. I had no arms to resist, so I had to accept the penis that was piercing through my flesh as it was.

“Heuek, Higeuk, Heuseut…”

Like an onahole.

My vagina tightened regardless of my will. Every time he pulled out and thrust back in, vaginal fluid burst out. Every time he shook his waist, my large breasts swayed, tempting Shuriel.

My whole body was so lewd. The body shape that was perfect for lifting and fucking, the breasts that were so large they seemed about to burst. Even the sight of me crying and moaning stimulated his sadism. Even though both arms were cut off, I couldn’t hide this lewd and vulgar body. Rather, it only aroused a sense of depravity.

‘I, I’m sorry…’

What would the baby think if it saw this? What would it think if it saw me being trampled and raped like a bug?

‘I’m, sorry…’