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She didn’t understand what had happened for a moment.

An arrowhead piercing through a person’s head, protruding from their eye socket.

And those were the eyes that had been looking at her with love just a moment ago.

 

 

Her thought process momentarily stopped, and in that gap, she experienced something she would regret for the rest of her life.

 

 

Because the three or four arrows that followed pierced through even her two sons who were playing with sand, whistling as they flew.

 

 

“Uh…?”

 

 

Only then did she sense something was wrong, and her legs gave way in an instant.

 

 

“Aaaah…”

 

 

Who did this wasn’t important at this moment.

Her family, who were everything to her, had suffered irreparable wounds.

Among them, her husband, whose brain had been pierced, was beyond hope. Unless she had poured a potion on him the moment he was hit.

 

“Keuk! Who is it!!”

 

 

The knights, who had been approaching leisurely, drew their swords.

 

“Aaaaaaaaaah!!!”

 

 

Estel screamed in despair.

She screamed like a madwoman and collapsed, and the knights hesitated before gathering the corpses and the fallen Estel in one place.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Euhahahahaha!!”

 

 

Aran, who was watching the scene from afar, burst into laughter.

He couldn’t kill Estel, but he could kill her family. He made the hateful Estel realize the feeling of living without being able to die.

 

At first, he thought about killing Estel. But as his hatred piled up, he realized that killing her would be too much of a blessing. Because there is no pain after death.

 

 

Rather than doing that, he wanted to let her live and taste the pain until she died.

 

 

Aran then picked up his bow.

He didn’t particularly intend to kill Estel or the knights. He didn’t have the strength to do that either.

 

However, if he only killed her family here and quickly ran away, it would be like advertising that Estel’s family was the target.

Wouldn’t Aran be the first to be suspected then?

 

 

So, he was just pretending to be an attack.

 

 

 

 

Aran picked up more arrows and began to fire them randomly at where they were. It was a reckless archery that didn’t care about hitting or missing.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

 

The knights picked up the arrows scattered around and put them in a container. All of these would be evidence.

 

 

The number wasn’t large, but about thirty to forty arrows flew in almost simultaneously.

The knights, who didn’t know much about the archers’ skill level, vaguely thought that several people had conspired and carried out the attack.

 

“It must have been done by guys who had a grudge against this bitch, right?”

“She did that kind of thing even in the barracks… Did she go around the village and sleep with all the decent men?”

“Hey, surely not that far… Still, she seems to love her family, would she have done that in front of them?”

“She’s capable of anything. Besides, look at these arrows. There’s no trace of mana in them. That means men shot the arrows, and men and Estel. You can see the answer right away.”

“…Is that so?”

 

 

Since their trust in Estel was already at rock bottom, such misunderstandings arose.

 

 

“Let’s go and report first. That Estel’s family was killed by arrows shot by several men.”

“But we were there… Will they believe us? Even if they do, we’re…”

 

They were sent to protect her, but they failed to do so and left a big scar on Estel’s mind, so they wouldn’t be able to avoid punishment.

 

 

“Um… then let’s say we were attacked by a thousand people.”

“What?”

“There’s no one around here anyway, and this bitch fainted right away. If only we keep our mouths shut, no one will know. If we say we were attacked by a thousand people, they won’t say anything.”

“…”

 

 

The women were dumbfounded, but it wasn’t wrong, and they had no intention of sacrificing themselves for the sake of Estel, so they nodded.

 

Thus, the incident was fabricated, and Estel’s group was treated as if they had been attacked by a thousand men.

 

 

 

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Keuk keuk… Keuk keuk keuk keuk…”

 

 

On the way back.

Riding was difficult, but an undeniable happiness was revealed on his face.

No, more than happiness, this feeling was,

 

 

Pleasure!

 

 

It sounds crazy to kill someone and gain pleasure, but after seeing Estel’s appearance, an uncontrollable refreshingness and pleasure rushed in.

 

“Kehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!”

 

 

His pure appearance had disappeared somewhere, and a corrupted, mad laughter erupted.

It echoed loudly through the forest, and insects and birds flew in at the unfamiliar sound.

 

 

 

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aran arrived at the castle in just one day. It was because he had been running non-stop.

When he returned to the castle after being away for only three days, he was said to be bedridden with illness. It was probably Euphemia’s work.

 

 

“I’ll return this to you. Euphemia-nim.”

 

 

Aran went straight to the room where Euphemia was staying and returned the glasses.

She took them without a word and put them in her arms.

She didn’t ask what he had done or how it went.

 

“Aran. I don’t know what you did, but you worked hard.”

“Yes. Thank you, Euphemia-nim.”

 

Aran left the room without saying anything else.

He still couldn’t calm down his excited feelings.

People say revenge is futile, but strangely, it wasn’t. Is it because he’s not dead yet?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two days later, Estel returned.

The knights and she were all haggard.

 

 

 

 

“A thousand people??”

“Yes. Baron-nim.”

 

 

As soon as Estel returned, she went into her room, and the knights looked for the baron to report.

 

 

As they reported as they had agreed in advance, the baron was greatly surprised.

 

 

“No… What on earth did you do to be attacked by a thousand people? Was it the Srodia army?”

“No. If it were, they wouldn’t have shot arrows without mana. Fortunately, we and Estel are safe, but her family is all dead.”

“Hmm… If a thousand people shot arrows… Well, there’s nothing we can do.

 

 

No matter how skilled the knights are, there’s no answer if a thousand arrows fly at the same time.

 

“How is Estel doing?”

“She lost her family in front of her eyes, so the shock must be immense. She hasn’t eaten a single meal since we left. She also showed strange hysteria.”

“Let’s keep an eye on her for the time being. There’s nothing we can do for her.”

 

 

He didn’t think that the knights would have lied. They are all loyal knights, so would they have lied?

 

A woman who is hated enough to be attacked by a thousand people.

He hesitated for a moment when he first heard the story, but he decided to go with her anyway. After all, what he saw in her was Estel’s ability, not her personality.

 

 

“Are you really thinking of making Estel a knight?”

“Why? Do you dislike her?”

“Of course I do. Didn’t you hear? She’s such a vicious woman that a thousand people came to attack her! And the fact that so many powerless men came to attack her means it’s serious!”

“I know that.”

“Then!”

“But anyway, to become a knight, she has to go through a two-year training course. We can thoroughly educate her on character then. And… even if she doesn’t change, Estel’s value is more than that. When the war is over, there will definitely be active territory wars, and to protect our territory in that turmoil, we need strength. And that is ultimately the way to protect the greatest number of territory residents.”

“…”

 

 

The baron’s firm will was evident.

The knights, realizing that there was no point in saying more, eventually bowed and left the room.

 

 

“We should have said ten thousand.”

“Would they believe that, you idiot?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

 

 

 

Estel came to his room.

Aran opened the door and stared at her as she came in.

 

 

“Comfort me, Aran. I’m so sad.”

 

 

Estel, who only threw those words out, always bound Aran without even asking for consent.

 

 

‘You stupid bitch! Keuk keuk.’

 

 

Aran laughed inwardly.

Strangely, he didn’t feel unpleasant even though he was being taken advantage of.

Rather, a strange pleasure welled up.

A sensation he hadn’t felt before.

 

Estel tries to forget the sadness of losing her family through sex with Aran, but the strange situation that Aran killed her family made him unbearable.

 

 

Estel threw off her clothes herself and dug into Aran’s body.

Aran also participated in it, subtly moving to make it easier to undress.

 

 

Today is a day of feasting. He will tease this foolish and stupid woman to his heart’s content.

He will tease her even while being teased.

 

 

Estel skillfully took out Aran’s thing.

Today, his thing was standing stiffly.

Estel didn’t show any particular reaction and swallowed his thing half-unconsciously.

 

 

“Huuht…!”

 

When Aran’s thing filled her inside, a strange sense of stability came to her mind.

She felt like she could forget her intense sadness.

 

 

Estel hugged Aran’s head and moved her hips.

It was a much more intense movement than usual.

 

 

Aran also moved slightly to match her. Their swaying bodies intertwined, fulfilling each other’s desires.

 

 

Estel, stability,

Aran, twisted pleasure.