“Don’t hate that person too much. Everything else is good, but they just happen to be insensitive.” Then, as if remembering something she had forgotten, the woman spoke to the old man. “Ah, Danju-nim, I’m going to feed the patients now.” “Truus!” “Yes, yes!?” When the old man called Truus after hearing her words, he, who had been eating a skewer alone in a corner, was startled and replied. He was sure they had come together. When did he settle down in that corner? Absorbed in the food and the people, she hadn’t noticed, but he felt somehow isolated even while being among people. The old man said: “Aren’t the patients your responsibility? After you finish eating, work hard with Shif.” The old man patted the shoulder of the man who had led him there, limping on his injured leg while holding a skewer with meat still on it. Shif, however, was frowning at Truus. Did she dislike him? Even so, the woman waited patiently until he gobbled down all the food. “Speaking of which, introductions are late. I am Shif. What is your name?” “It’s Usher.” “Alright, I’ll see you later.” The woman, who resembled Marie, said that and left with Truus. The old man said: “Child.” “Ah, yes!” Usher was bothered by the woman’s departing back, feeling uneasy, but he had to turn back at the old man’s voice calling him. The old man asked: “Has your friend not woken up yet?” “Well, yes.” He didn’t know since when she had been overexerting herself, but according to the doctor ajusshi, Belka probably wouldn’t wake up until evening at the earliest. The old man asked: “Hmm, where were you two headed?” “That, Belka might know.” At the old man’s words, Usher was flustered and used Belka as an excuse. It wasn’t exactly a lie. She had told him she didn’t know where to go, but she had somehow moved as if she had a destination in mind. The old man said: “It’s a bit regrettable. I was going to ask if you would journey with us.” “Journey, with you?” The old man said: “It won’t be easy crossing this wilderness by yourselves.” Seeing you wandering around this wilderness by yourselves, it seems you have some method, but he said it was just his old worrywart nature. Usher asked: “Grandfather, where were you headed?” The old man replied: “We were on our way to Lantua.” As he recalled, Lantua was where dwarves lived the most, along with Slitan. Because of this, Usher’s desire to accompany them grew strongly, but he still wanted to hear Belka’s opinion. “I’m sorry. I still want to decide when Belka wakes up.” The old man said: “But the doctor fellow said the child probably won’t wake up until evening.” The old man furrowed his brow as if troubled. The old man said: “I’m sorry, but we must continue pressing on to Lantua. Will that be alright?” He said that delaying or staying for a long time in this kind of wilderness was not good, and they had to keep going without rest from now until sunset. The old man worried that if the direction they were originally headed was different, they might have to travel an even longer distance. “If Belka can rest even a little more comfortably, it doesn’t matter.” At his words, the old man seemed momentarily speechless. “She must be a very precious friend.” In the end, the old man gave them a little leeway and agreed to travel together. The old man said: “Then, I’m thinking of putting the horse you brought into a separate wagon. Could you help with that?” “Come to think of it.” At the old man’s words, he realized he had completely forgotten about the horse they had ridden so far. Their bags must be with it too. The old man said: “Actually, I wanted to put it in an empty cargo wagon thinking it might get cold outside, but it was too wary.” In the end, the old man said they seemed to have spent the night by just covering the horse with a blanket. So, after the meal. Usher asked: “Excuse me, Elder, where is Shif?” The old man replied: “You’ve returned at just the right time, Donar.” The old man asked Donar, who had coincidentally fled from Shif’s nagging and returned hesitantly, to look after Usher. “Ajusshi.” On the way to find the horse, walking alongside him. Donar asked: “Why do you ask?” Usher asked: “What kind of relationship do you have with Shif noona?” Donar asked: “Why are you suddenly asking something like that?” At Usher’s curious question, he grunted, seemingly troubled and embarrassed, on the ambiguous border of emotions. Although he couldn’t tell the details because of the brass helmet covering his face. Donar replied: “When I first joined this caravan. It’s the first time we met.” “Aw, then it hasn’t been that long, has it?” From the way they talked to each other, it seemed like they had known each other for a long time. Usher, who had been expecting a more exciting story, was disappointed. Seeing that, Donar laughed as if finding it absurd. Donar asked: “What in the world were you expecting?” “Well, isn’t it obviously a romance?” Donar said: “Tsk, the young ones are so cheeky.” Isn’t there always a story about relationships between men and women? Even in the village he used to live in, if there was news of someone dating someone, it would quickly spread throughout the village, and people would flock to confirm if it was true, and if it was, they would become the subject of teasing for the entire village. At such times, unfortunately, couples who were very shy would sometimes break up just because they didn’t want to be teased. Donar asked: “Speaking of which, aren’t you dating the girl you brought?” “Ugh, that.” At his words, Usher realized that he wasn’t in a position to tease others either. Donar said with a sigh: “…Kids these days are really fast, aren’t they?” “Anyway, I’ve known her longer than you think.” Usher said: “But you said you met for the first time when you joined the caravan?” If so, it wouldn’t have been long, right? Donar asked: “How long do you think this caravan has been around?” “At most, about half a year?” Usher had heard that being a wandering merchant wasn’t something one did for a long time. At most, half a year. Beyond that, there were often losses due to maintenance costs and product issues, so caravans traveling between distant villages or countries were formed by merchants gathering as needed or planned and formed by the state for import or export purposes, and dissolved when their purpose was fulfilled. Donar replied: “Wrong. It’s been a little over a year now.” “That long?” Then don’t they have problems with the goods they want to sell or high maintenance costs? Donar said: “There’s a reason that’s possible. Look.” As he looked with such questions, he pointed to a wagon passing by. Unlike the wagons the old man or Truus rode, that wagon had a unique structure, and when the windows were opened, it could be seen becoming a simple stall. What was displayed inside the brightly revealed wagon after setting up the stall was. “Armor?” “Yes, armor.” They were armors that seemed like they wouldn’t get a scratch even if a stone was thrown at them, or weapons sharpened so terrifyingly sharp just by looking at them. The people selling the goods seemed to be checking if there was any damage to the items. Besides that, in wagons that could serve as such stalls, one could mainly see things like glittering jewelry or craft items. Donar explained: “You see, our country is famous for its sturdy and convenient armor and those kinds of luxury goods. We handle things like that as merchandise.” Usher asked: “Then what about the one ajusshi is wearing?” Usher asked, seeing that Donar’s armor was not much different from the armor that was merchandise. His armor looked similar, except that it didn’t shine even in the sunlight, perhaps because it had been used for a long time. Donar replied: “Well, it’s originally our country’s armor. And I’m the one protecting this caravan.” He had wondered if it was for show given his appearance in armor and sword, but it seemed what he was wearing and carrying were not decorations but real armor and weapons. But protect? From what? Donar explained: “Because caravans like this have a lot of money. There are also bandits if anything happens, and many dangerous creatures.” Usher asked: “What kind of place was ajusshi’s country? Why are you selling that kind of armor and weapons?” Donar stopped moving at his question and hesitated. As Usher watched him, curious about what was causing him to do so, he sighed and habitually brushed the area near his left chest with his right hand. On his armor, which had many scratches, that spot was uniquely clean and unfaded in a square shape. As if something had been attached there for a long time and fallen off. Donar said: “The Knight Kingdom, Pacifenia… it was.” It was a voice so quiet and full of sorrow that anyone listening would feel a pang of bitterness. So Usher closed his mouth tightly, deciding not to ask if he was a knight as well. Shif and Truus were walking towards the wagon where the patients were asleep without speaking. It was morning, so the wind was still blowing, but it wasn’t as strong as at dawn when the sun rises, so they didn’t cover themselves with cloth. And they arrived at the wagon. Shif silently scooped up the thin gruel she had brought and carefully poured it bit by bit into the mouths of the sleeping patients. Her action was clearly based on goodwill, but Truus, who accompanied her, seemed to pay no attention and ignored her. He also ignored Shif, apparently having no desire to receive her attention. Since there was no conflict, the patients they would feed were naturally decided by taking opposite sides. “”….”” In that silence, Shif thought. Why on earth were this man and Donar the closest friends? She was dissatisfied with the man’s very existence. By being a doctor, he had received that person’s trust and was able to accompany them on their journey, and Donar was grateful just for the fact that he had fixed his arm. The fact that that person had assigned them a common task must have fostered a sense of camaraderie. The Donar she knew had a simple side, so he must have felt a sense of closeness just from that. But she absolutely hated this man named Truus. When she was concentrating on feeding the patient, just to avoid being conscious of the fact that she was alone with him. Her gaze stopped at the next patient. Shif thought: “This child is.” As soon as she saw her, she thought. That she was a very lovely girl. Her hair was a mysterious shade of red, and her skin was deathly pale. The dark red dress enhanced the girl’s frailty. She herself was proud of her body, having been praised by people as being quite beautiful, but she felt an inexpressible beauty from this girl. Although it was her first time seeing this patient, she knew at once that this girl was the child Usher had brought. Among the people, Usher’s friend, whose face had not yet been shown even once, was still the topic of conversation. Someone had said she had red hair, but this was also the first time Shif herself had seen the girl directly. It was when she bent down as if possessed, wanting to get a closer look at the girl, while making excuses to herself that she couldn’t help it because she was feeding the thin gruel in her hand. “Ugh!” It was when she felt someone lifting her skirt. She ground her teeth in disgust, but still couldn’t move. She couldn’t resist. He said: “It was about time my patience ran out anyway. To stick out your butt so nicely to be fucked like this, you were actually enjoying it, weren’t you?” She truly hated this man. She knew without even looking that the short skirt, which she had been forced to wear to suit his taste, was lifted above her hips, exposing her underwear. Swish, swish, a blatant hand brushed over her mounds through the thin underwear. He said: “Hehe, your butt is always so attractive, Shif.” The man’s hand, fondling her butt, became more and more daring. Even the thin panties covering her private parts were pulled down by his hand. In the end, two bright white mounds and her private parts were completely exposed. The man’s gaze, looking at her secret place as if appreciating it, felt terrifyingly vivid. He said: “Why didn’t Donar fuck a woman like this sooner?” Shif wanted to sew up the man’s vulgar mouth. Shivers ran down her spine at the man’s blatant hands, repeatedly grabbing her butt tightly, releasing it, and then stroking it again. He said: “He’s a foolish bastard, anyway.” Shif shouted: “Shut up!” Don’t insult that person with your dirty mouth. It was the moment she finally couldn’t bear it anymore and shouted out of resentment. “Haaah?!” He said: “To finally open your mouth like this, you’re truly consistent. That’s what makes you attractive, though.” It was then that his long, thick, and hot cock penetrated her fissure and thrust unhesitatingly deep inside her belly. Her lower belly, unprepared in any way, was burning and crying out in pain, and she let out a gasp that was close to a scream. But there was no pain beyond that. It was a given. She was no longer a virgin. He said: “If Donar had noticed your feelings and fucked you sooner, at the very least, I wouldn’t have been the one to take your virginity, would I?” His words were true. The virginity she had possessed had been taken away pointlessly by none other than this man. For that reason, she wanted to scream at the man mocking Donar as a truly pathetic guy, telling him to shut up again, but she had no energy to speak as she swallowed the pain in her lower belly and her screams. But the most painful reason for her was. “Haah!” It was because of the pleasure she felt amidst the pain, despite being forced to allow the intimacy. As she bit her lip and let out the moan she had barely been suppressing. The man’s movements became even more intense. He said: “Who would have known! That the lofty Shif is actually a pervert who feels pleasure from being forcibly fucked by a man!” “Keuk!” She swallowed the hatred in her burning hot chest at the man’s words, who was becoming more arrogant and pressing her further. It had been quite a while since she had been in this kind of relationship with this man. At first, she had no interest in him. They had only gotten to know each other after she joined this caravan. But she had simply become acquainted with him after realizing he was close friends with Donar, whom she was interested in, and taking care of him due to his clumsy and careless nature. Just a friend of a friend. That was the extent of their relationship, and she didn’t want anything more. But that relationship ended one day. What was the problem? It was the day she couldn’t bear the particularly severe menstrual cramps and went to him. It was when she fell asleep believing his words that she would be fine after waking up. “Heuk, haaang!” She felt a strange sensation. It felt like her own moans were coming from far away, and her lower belly felt very painful, yet a pleasure that tickled and made her back arch was tormenting her body. “Aahng, Donar! Haah.” At first, she thought it was a dream. What else could she think when she saw Donar mounted on top of her, thrusting his hips? Even while feeling a sticky, unpleasant pain, the sensation of thick flesh scraping the inside of her felt good, and as she let out a sweet sigh and wrapped her legs around Donar’s waist. It was then that she realized something was strange. Wasn’t it too vivid to be a dream? Donar’s waist, which she embraced with her legs, the hot sensation of the object stabbing inside her, the stickiness of flowing sweat, and the panting breath above her. “Ugh! Yo- You! Who are you?” But the moment she emerged from the swamp of sleep, he tightly embraced her body and spewed his hot essence inside her. “Haaahk!?” Reflexively, she held onto his waist with her legs and tightly embraced him just as she was. And only when the entire act was over. She was able to realize that he wasn’t Donar. The self-loathing she felt then still tormented her now. She felt pathetic for panting pleasurably while being pinned underneath without even properly knowing who the other person was, and there were times she tried to bite her tongue or slash her wrists. She failed even at that because of this man, and now, here she was. “Heuu.” She felt disgust towards the man’s object digging into her and violating her insides, yet she was despairing at her body that still got stimulated. A long time had already passed since she had been in this kind of relationship with this man. She took medicine to prevent getting pregnant, but the man already knew all her weak points, and every day she felt disgusted with herself for feeling pleasure and was tormented. If she had her way, she would expose everything, but she had already tried to do that several times. This man had a strange power, so she couldn’t resist even if she wanted to. And she had a guess about the identity of that strange power. ‘It must be magic. There’s no other way to explain it.’ She didn’t know how such a man could be chosen by magic and use it, but it was definitely magic. The power that forcibly controlled her body’s movements, prevented her from speaking, and even scattered her mind could only be seen as magic. “Heuk!” Furthermore, at his words that he could even violate her in front of Donar using that power, she had ultimately allowed her body to the man in humiliation. It was when his hot cock ruthlessly violating her inside made her deny that this was her body, and even reality felt distant. He said: “Listen, Shif, if you do as I say, I might let you go.” “Ugh! Wh- What?” The maddeningly sweet proposal entered her ears and forcefully threw her back into reality. His hand went inside her clothes and kneaded her breasts, and her inside was still being violated by the man, but her mind was captivated by the man’s words. He said: “You’re pretty enough, but you know. I’m starting to get bored.” These were words overflowing with leisure from someone who had arbitrarily violated her and hadn’t let her go. And she realized. To this man, she was nothing more than a simple toy he could use to satisfy his sexual desires and play with for fun. He said: “Look at the child in front of you. How is she? Isn’t she beautiful?” Shif shouted: “You’re insane!” At those words, she understood the man’s purpose at once. He wanted to make this young girl his. He wanted to make her like she was now. She trembled with rage at the sight of him wanting to lay a hand even on a young girl. But she felt self-loathing again at the fact that this peerless girl in front of her was so captivating that she could understand his feelings. He said: “Anyway, she’s a child you have no connection to, right? She didn’t come from the same place as us, but from somewhere else, a stranger. No one will care, right?” “Hmph, that!” The man’s object scraping her insides kept scattering her consciousness. He said: “You don’t need to care either. If you sacrifice just this child you have no relation to, you can be free to be with Donar.” “Aah, Do, nar.” Inside her chest, she was screaming that she must not waver at the proposal of this devil-like bastard. Even while hearing that scream in her heart, she couldn’t help but be shaken by his sweet proposal. He said: “Or how about this? Do you want to live your life as my broodmare, giving birth to my children?” “Eukkeuk!” The man, who had been moving faster and faster, paid no mind to her struggles and forcefully grabbed her buttocks, completely ejaculating his seeds inside her. He said: “I think that would be good too?” She felt the semen pouring out from the man’s object, which was beating like another heart inside her belly, hitting her insides and staining them. How terrible that vividly felt sensation was. Finally, when his long, drawn-out climax finished. His object brushed against her inner flesh as it withdrew. As the foreign sensation that had filled her belly disappeared, what remained was emptiness and the cold air rushing into the spot where his object had been. And it was the feeling of hot semen dripping down inside her. The scream that had been coming from her chest had somehow diminished to a volume that was barely audible unless she strained to listen. “…That statement is true, right?” She bit her lip while looking at the sleeping girl in front of her. The small scream inside her chest was still audible, but she ignored it. She ended up ignoring it. Her feeling of apology towards the girl was infinitely light on the scale of her selfishness. Because she didn’t know this girl. Because it was the first time she had seen her. She wanted to escape from this hellish situation.

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