episode_0108

Thebel’s last order.

It was truly a harsh thing.

Natasha was locked inside the iron cage as ordered.

The iron cage she was in was immediately dropped in the middle of the orcs’ camp.

“……Where is this?”

She was curious, but she couldn’t come up with a proper thought.

The inside of the cage, so tightly wrapped that not even a single ray of light could enter, was nothing short of a personification of horror.

Of course, even without the horror, she could hardly resist.

It was because of the numerous iron needles stuck in her body right now.

Before putting her in the cage, Thebel had inserted needles all over Natasha’s body.

It was a measure to prevent her from moving carelessly.

The moment she moved even a little, her body would surely be pierced by the iron needles.

“Come out.”

It was when the cloth covering the cage was removed and a strong light was shone into Natasha’s eyes.

Orcs boasting huge bulks appeared before her eyes.

Without two feet, she had no choice but to look up at the orcs with great difficulty.

Despite the simple difference in perspective, a very servile feeling was fully conveyed to Natasha.

Hot tears flowed.

She thought all her tears had dried up, but apparently that wasn’t the case.

How soon will her breath be cut off?

When on earth will she be able to escape this hell?

Natasha’s wish was very simple, but it didn’t seem like it would be so easy to fulfill.

“I said come out!”

Another shout was heard.

It was to drag Natasha out of the cage.

Natasha immediately trembled and came forward.

Every time her body trembled, she felt a stinging pain that seemed to dig into her nerves.

It was then.

Thud!

With an exhilarating kick, an orc warrior slapped Natasha’s butt.

It was an action that seemed like a prank to them.

Of course, even such a simple action could never be seen as a prank to Natasha.

Natasha, whose body was thrown forward by the impact, had to feel the thrilling pain of the iron needles piercing her body.

Urine flowed out from her bladder, which had lost control without her even realizing it.

“This bitch pissed again.”

“Doesn’t she even feel ashamed anymore? Such a dirty bitch.”

The kicks continued again.

As long as Natasha’s life was still hanging on, Thebel lightly overlooked things like inflicting injuries.

So, to the orc warriors, Natasha was just a very sturdy toy that wouldn’t die easily.

There was a plausible reason why the orc warriors disliked or hated Natasha.

It was simply because she was an elf.

The war of nerves between orcs and elves wasn’t a matter of one or two days. But what was even more annoying was her status as a princess.

A princess was always an object of envy and jealousy.

One of the orcs came closer to Natasha. His thick fingers slowly began to poke at Natasha’s genitals.

Because she had just peed, there was a smell of urine, and it was a little damp.

Of course, such things didn’t matter to the orcs. Rather, it was quite comfortable.

Natasha, who had been dragged out, was lying helplessly.

Natasha, who rolled her body as it was, was lifted up by the orcs.

Thump.

The orcs once again thrust their dicks into Natasha.

She was now in such a miserable state that they could carry her around.

The current Natasha was nothing more and nothing less than a toy.

Before they knew it, the orcs were dragging her around and ravaging her.

Thebel approached.

“Natasha.”

She didn’t answer Thebel’s words.

It was a resistance with death in mind.

Throughout the numerous rapes that had continued until now, she had shown no reaction.

“Such a tough bitch.”

“……I.”

One word was barely uttered, but that one word did not come out in the end.

It was because she was mentally exhausted during her years as a prisoner.

Thebel, with only her eyes barely open, brought a small wooden box in front of Natasha.

The wooden box felt ominous just by looking at it.

Natasha felt a sense of foreboding at that moment.

‘……What is it?’

For some reason, she kept feeling uncomfortable since a while ago.

She also didn’t want to meet Thebel’s eyes as he looked down at her.

Of course, Natasha had no choice but to know the reason soon.

The moment Thebel opened the wooden box, Natasha felt a scream rising inside her.

Inside the wooden box were corpses, corpses with only their heads left.

Even with just the pointed ears, it was clear that those were the corpses of elves.

But it wasn’t just because the corpses of elves were contained there.

It was the crown on the head of the corpse, and even if it wasn’t, it was a face that Natasha couldn’t help but know.

“……Ah.”

Screams had been rising inside for a long time, but she had no energy.

Besides, she suddenly felt like the back of her neck was being pulled strongly.

It seemed like it wasn’t just an illusion.

Courage that she had never had before arose in Natasha.

She immediately bit her tongue.

She was sure that she could cut off her breath with this pain.

Of course, she was immediately stopped by Thebel.

Thebel strangled Natasha’s neck and said.

“Your life belongs only to me. You can never control it on your own.”

Reaching out, Thebel immediately opened Natasha’s mouth.

Thebel, who pulled out the tongue that was tattered with teeth marks, pulled out her tongue as it was.

“Kkeureueueueuk!”

Blood flowed like a flood, and Natasha shed tears.

Starting with this, Thebel immediately threw Natasha’s body in the middle of the plaza and said.

“Anyone can use her if they want. I won’t put any restrictions on it anymore.”

These words were the signal flare.

Natasha, along with numerous prisoners dragged from Aman, was hung up as if on display in the middle of the plaza.

Her body couldn’t take it anymore.

Before only a week had passed since she was hung in the plaza, Natasha closed her eyes.

Thud.

At the same time as her head fell, Thebel gave an order.

“Collect Natasha’s corpse.”

It was beyond Thebel’s expectations that she had lasted for a week.

The prisoners who had been dragged along with her were already either broken or dead.

It was quite difficult for a weak human body to withstand the orcs.

Natasha’s body, which had been collected, was relatively intact.

Considering she had been driven to the extreme, she still had her beautiful appearance intact.

“After all, the most beautiful thing is when you don’t even resist.”

Thebel handed the corpse to the orc next to him.

He was someone who had been active as a shaman since ancient times.

The reason was simple.

It was for preventing decay.

Thebel had had quite gruesome tastes since the past.

The flesh doll was exactly that.

The flesh doll contained Thebel’s values as they were.

It always contained the most beautiful days without resisting at all.

Natasha’s body immediately went through the process.

After a few days, Thebel received Natasha’s doll, which had almost exactly retained her appearance in life.

The missing arms and legs were different in that they were made of something that could create a similar feeling.

“Good work.”

Along with a simple greeting, he was truly satisfied with the doll of Natasha that he had brought.

Thebel immediately headed to his own space.

It was an underground space that had been preserved for a very long time.

There was a quite repulsive smell in the place where he had entered after unlocking numerous locks.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here.”

It was a place that Thebel had used as a warehouse since hundreds of years ago.

Inside, there were countless flesh dolls.

The most recent one he had obtained was a woman brought from the human kingdoms.

He remembered her as probably the only daughter of a prominent aristocrat.

Taking out the woman from the place that could be called the most honored seat, Thebel placed Natasha in that place.

It was a sight of her being dressed in very fancy clothes, regardless of the fact that she had been treated very horribly until just before her death.

“Be my companion here for the rest of your life.”

Thebelius.

The reason why he was antagonized by all races was not simply because of his terrible nature.

It was also because some of the things he had committed had spread at the time.

Of course, as much as that was the case, there were also some heroes from hundreds of years ago in his warehouse right now.

Most of them had probably passed away without realizing that they had become like this.

Natasha would probably be similar.

If tens or hundreds of years passed from now on, the name of Natasha, the princess of the Elven race, would remain.

A sacred princess who sacrificed herself for the race.

Of course, the legend about her would definitely be different from the truth.

Because history and facts don’t always match.

After that, the prosperity of the Orcs continued.

There were rumors that there was someone who resembled an elf in the vanguard of the Orcs, but the rumors were just rampant.

No one knew the truth exactly.

Only the story of one elf remained sadly.