episode_0042
by fnovelpiaIn a place where all the vassals of the Principality of Laos gathered, there stood King Laos, who was trying to hide his grief, and Stella, the princess of the Principality of Laos, dressed in proper attire in the center.
“Princess, please receive the jewel.”
At the prime minister’s voice, Stella received a jewel with a reddish glow. The jewel, upon touching Stella’s hand, emitted a dazzling light and began to emit streaks of light into Stella’s body.
“…What is this?”
“It is the energy of the predecessors. Just accept it quietly.”
The prime minister spoke quietly, as if it were a familiar task. The streaks of light that had been gushing out for a while covered Stella’s entire body in bright red, and after a while, disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.
Stella simply tilted her head, looking puzzled.
“How is your body? Do you feel anything particularly different?”
“….Well, I don’t feel much different?”
Stella looked at her arms and body, but she didn’t see anything significantly changed.
Of course, the vassals gathered around were more surprised by that reaction than Stella was. It was a shocking result for them.
They began to whisper very quietly.
“Nothing much has changed? How can that be?”
“Could it be that the ritual was wrong, or something?”
“Beatrice was such a powerful princess knight, how could she say that after inheriting her power?”
“Could it be that Beatrice is still alive? If so, the power would be divided?”
“Hey, didn’t the knights all witness her demise? There’s no way so many people could be wrong.”
“Or maybe the princess is experiencing this power for the first time and hasn’t adapted to it yet.”
“I’d rather that be the case…”
The vassals each voiced their opinions. Unlike Stella, who was still embarrassed, the prime minister was listening to all of their opinions.
It was a very embarrassing situation for him as well. He was the one in charge of the ritual when Beatrice became a princess knight, and as far as he remembered, when Beatrice became a princess knight, she absorbed the power of the jewel and blew through the ceiling, causing quite a commotion.
Most of the vassals gathered here had memories of that time. As such, Stella’s current appearance was nothing short of disappointing.
Naturally, she had to show something special, or at least fix the current situation.
In this situation, all the prime minister could do was fix the situation.
“Haha, it seems that the princess is not yet familiar with her power. She will become familiar with it after a few days of training. Isn’t that right, everyone?”
At the prime minister’s words, the vassals nodded their heads.
“Of course.”
“That’s obvious. It’s a waste of breath to even say it.”
“Glorious glory to the future of Laos…!”
After that, on the seventh day, Stella was able to handle her power little by little, and since then, the opposition to Stella seemed to be decreasing little by little.
However, it was also then that the rebellion by those who still had doubts slowly began to rise.
It could be seen as the moment when darkness descended on the future of Laos.
***
In Ahmann’s basement, a place that would have been quiet with no users, a woman’s painful screams echoed.
“Aaaargh!!!”
“St, stop it..!!!”
“Eeeeek!!”
The voice belonged to Beatrice. She was naked, with her whole body tied up, exposing her lower abdomen. And on her lower abdomen, Roman was directly tattooing her with sharp needles and pink dye.
Every time the needle pricked her lower abdomen, Beatrice gritted her teeth, but eventually couldn’t stand it and let out an animalistic scream.
“You have no patience. To think that you were once called a great princess knight with just this much, it’s truly a ridiculous thing. Don’t you think?”
Lilia, who was standing next to Roman, carefully replied.
“…Yes, she’s like a bitch who has no patience and can only wail.”
Lilia was just grateful that she wasn’t the one tied up there and being subjected to that.
On the other hand, Beatrice could only see Lilia as an eyesore.
To her, Lilia was just a chatterbox who stuck next to Roman, who was causing her pain, and kept chattering. And that chatterbox kept saying insulting things to her, right?
Stab.
Once again, a sharp needle pierced her abdomen, and as the dye entered with a burning heat, Beatrice let out a shrill scream.
How many times was it?
Ten times? Or thirty times?
Roman had stabbed her so many times that she had forgotten how to count. On Beatrice’s belly, there was a heart-shaped tattoo with a red wing on one side.
It was a womb tattoo.
Beatrice had experienced countless convulsions while having that tattooed on her. But the fact that half of that process was still left tormented her.
An even more shameful fact was that she was a woman. If she were to be impaled by a man’s thing, dripping with fluids and wailing, she would be called vulgar, but she would only be true to her instincts as a female.
But to be impaled by a needle, not a man’s thing, and to moan in pain, and to spew out uncontrollable, wet fluids was too shameful.
There was also an even more devilish fact.
“Lilia, the princess knight seems to be in a lot of pain, so please caress her clitoris happily.”
“…Do..don’t..eeeek!!”
The devil named Roman was slowly heating up her body by having that woman, Lilia, lick her clitoris even while he was tattooing her.
At this rate, she would get used to the feeling of the needle stabbing her lower abdomen, and her body would surely come to enjoy the pain.
Press.
Roman’s hand carefully pressed the right side of her lower abdomen. Naturally, she felt extreme pain.
“Uhhheek! Th, there…!”
“I was thinking of tattooing here as well, what do you think?”
“..N, no way…I’ll, I’ll beg you…no, I will beg you. Please..”
“Since you’re begging so much, I’ll exclude it here. Instead, I’ll continue with the rest.”
Roman’s hand mercilessly began to stab Beatrice’s lower abdomen.
Beatrice tried her best to grit her teeth and endure the pain of the needle, but she didn’t realize that every time she did, her face contorted and made her look ridiculous, which amused Roman.
After that, the sounds of a female’s moans and screams mingled sweetly in the basement.
After a long time, Beatrice was shivering with tears and snot streaming down her face.
Her body was pathetically restrained, and on her lower abdomen was a womb tattoo that was not magical but was directly tattooed by hand. Of course, since it wasn’t magic, there was no way to erase it unless she regenerated her skin.
“How is it, do you like the tattoo?”
“…Uhhheuk…”
When Beatrice just kept crying, Roman’s face turned cold.
“Why? Don’t you like the tattoo? Do you want me to tattoo your whole body?”
“N, no…I, I like it. I like it so much…”
“If you like it, I should tattoo more.”
“No! I, I like it now. It’s decorating my empty belly so prettily.”
“Then smile happily.”
At Roman’s threat, Beatrice forced a smile on her face full of fear and pain. Of course, judging by her eyes, which were red and wet with tears, it was by no means a happy smile.
“What should we do for the next step?”
Roman glared at Lilia again. Unlike before, Lilia immediately blurted out an answer.
“We must develop a female’s hole that can accept the master’s penis.”
“That’s right. Then Lilia, you should develop this hole yourself.”
“…Yes?”
“I’m telling you to develop it yourself. You’ve been through it, so you should be familiar with how to do it.”
“I understand…”
“You can use the tools in this basement. I won’t interfere with what you use, so try to train her as hard as you can. I’ll be watching from the side.”
This was a truly shameful thing for both Lilia and Beatrice. Unlike just assisting Roman, it was going to be difficult for Lilia to develop a woman directly.
For Beatrice as well, it was very shameful to be subjected to this by Roman, the crown prince, and to be humiliated by a woman who was considered to be Roman’s companion.
Of course, Roman knew the positions of these two, so he ordered them to do this.
He was just very much looking forward to seeing what kind of results would come out.
“Let’s look forward to it.”
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