Chapter 61
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Her and Her - 4
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"Haa... haa... ah... haang..."
A moan slipped from her lips. Cradled in his arms, drugged and barely opening her eyes, she let out strange sounds.
"Ah... ahh... Reina..."
I was still crawling on the floor like a worm, looking up at her. She had clearly witnessed me killing my own son right in front of her, yet there wasn't the slightest flicker of disturbance in her eyes. Instead, something else dwelled there.
"Ehehe... haa... haaah..."
She buried her face in Luca's neck, inhaling deeply. I had no idea what scent he carried that made her breathe in so greedily, but Reina giggled softly as she wrapped her arms around his waist. Luca turned his head away as if she were a nuisance but didn't push her off. For a long while, she kept coquettishly clinging to him.
"Re... Reina... Reina..."
My mouth kept calling her name. Of course, its owner never turned her gaze back to me. Her vacant, drug-hazed eyes were filled only with the joy of finding a new mate.
"Your little sister is clinging awfully close, Leo."
"Ah..."
Then Luca's indifferent voice dropped casually. I looked up at him, still bleeding profusely from my mouth.
"She's completely wasted."
"Aah..."
"Right?"
"Ah..."
I gaped blankly. Soon, Luca began to move his hand.
"Ah...! Haa...!"
His scarred hand settled on Reina's sweat-slicked skin. Without hesitation, the hand around her waist slid upward, lightly pinching her nipple.
"Ah...!!! Aaang...!"
Just that single touch made her shudder and moan. Luca glanced at her reaction, then looked away as he slowly twisted his fingers.
"Aah... aaang... haaaa..."
As his fingers gently stimulated her nipple, she sighed deeply, as if melting away. Hot, drenched breaths poured down, and thick fluid trickled from between her thighs.
"Ah... Re... ina..."
Once again, my Reina was panting in another man's arms. My Reina. The one I'd devoted my entire life to. My own flesh and blood. My perfect, beloved little sister. And there she was, fawning over that country bumpkin I'd always despised.
I gritted my teeth and summoned my rage. Fuck. Fuck you, Luca. First you humiliated me in front of everyone, took my dick, then killed my daughter—and that wasn't enough, you made me stab my own son's throat. Fuck, someday I'll... someday...
...
Someday I'll get revenge. I tried to think that. But strangely, the thought wouldn't surface from the depths of my mind. Instead, something else bubbled up.
What next...?
He said he'd take everything I had. And he did. Power, honor, my body, my children. Now, only one thing remained. My beloved little sister. Reina. My last asset. My everything.
And she was in his arms right now.
What are you planning next? I'm down to just her. What do you intend to do with her, Luca? What the hell are you going to do?
Before I knew it, learned helplessness weighed heavily on my back. Wh... what's next? What's coming? You won't kill her too, right? No way, no way, no way, Luca.
"Leo."
"Huh? Huh... huh...?"
Luca's indifferent voice came then. I craned my neck to look at him. Mouth agape like an idiot, I panted while waiting for whatever he'd say next. Seeing me like that, Luca simply asked,
"Got any condoms?"
"Ah..."
I dropped my head. Meanwhile, my mind chewed over his words on its own. You need a condom, huh, Luca. A condom...
"Drawer behind me... first compartment has plenty."
"Got it."
"Aang...!"
Luca replied curtly and smacked Reina's ass with a sharp slap. Her moan rang out with the sound, and they headed toward the drawer behind me. I tried not to look up, but his hand gripping one of her cheeks caught my eye.
Thud. Thud.
Slide.
Click.
Rustle. Rustle.
"Haaa..."
Faint noises came from above my head. Along with Reina's sigh, laced with anticipation. I twisted my body a bit, waiting for them to pass over me again, but they never reappeared before my eyes.
"Hands on the wall, ass up."
"Haa... ehehehe..."
"Fucking hell..."
Luca didn't drop his pants. Instead, as if my Reina were filthy, he meticulously rolled a condom over his entire fingers. Then, right above my head, he started plunging them into her below.
"Ah... aaaah...!!! Aaaang...!!!"
"Ah... ah..."
A moan like a scream echoed. He was clearly ramming into her without any gentleness.
"Ahaang! Aaaaa!!!"
Right above my head, the sound of her hips bucking sporadically rang out. Flesh grinding against flesh, long fingers digging into her depths and stirring her delicate membranes—the vulgar sounds tormented me. I just squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for it to subside.
But Luca wasn't kind enough to let it end there.
"Uh... ah..."
"Leo."
"Huh?"
"Look this way."
"But... aaah...!"
Luca nudged my body with his foot, forcing me to look up. I wanted to resist, but I lacked the strength or courage.
"Please... please, Luca..."
"There. Good."
"Ah... aah..."
I ended up lying there, staring at the ceiling. Confirming I was properly positioned, Luca resumed moving his hand. Soon, Reina's twitching pussy came clearly into my view.
"Uhha... ehehehehe..."
As his fingers plunged in again, her hips twisted lewdly. She didn't say it aloud, but her whole body seemed to whisper for more. Her hands on the wall curled like a cat's paws, and her sweat-and-fluid-soaked thighs quivered with anticipation. Soon, his fingers thrashed wildly inside her vivid pink depths.
"Aah... aaang...! Aaaang!!!"
"Ah... aaah..."
"Uhha... haaa... haang..."
"Ahh... uhh..."
Rough. Brutally so. Yet Reina reveled in it. As if one with Luca, she moved in frenzied ecstasy, deeply connected. And proof of that ecstasy dripped onto my neck.
"No, Reina. Please. Please..."
I couldn't scream like before. No tyrannical roar. I just whispered to her, praying my voice wouldn't reach Luca.
Why? I'd exploded in rage at my son earlier. Why couldn't I say a word to this despicable bastard?
"Aaaaaang!!!"
While I thought, his fingers grew even more violent, and Reina drooled in delight. I couldn't see her face, but I could imagine it well enough. Eyes rolled back, mouth agape with a faint smile, climaxing. Like any common whore. Like trash.
My precious Reina.
"Ah... aaak...!"
The thought I'd conjured tore at my heart, making me scream. But that was a mistake. At that instant, Luca's fingers invaded her deeper than ever, and Reina could hold back no longer.
"Haaaaang!!!"
As Luca roughly yanked his deeply embedded fingers out, she climaxed, her love juices gushing forth.
"Aaaa... aa...!!!"
Fishy fluid splattered onto my neck. Some soaked my chest, some even reached my lips. I'd never seen her climax so joyfully, so intensely. And the one who'd drawn it out wasn't me—it was Luca.
"Ah... aaaah..."
"Aang... haaa... haang...! Ah..."
Reina shook her ass over my face, pouring out the rest of her fluids. Exhausted, she lowered her hips slightly, panting. As her flushed-to-crimson pussy descended over me, I instinctively lifted my head.
"Reina. Reina. Reina."
I desperately called her name. I knew it was pathetic, but I wanted to lick her messy body with my tongue, to share this moment. To delude myself that it was me, not Luca, who'd filled her with pleasure.
Smack.
"Aang...!"
But I had no dick left to jerk off with, nor the ability to touch her. The moment her hips dipped, Luca slapped her ass hard, and she snapped it up high, letting out an eager moan as she clung to him again.
"Ahaa... mo... moreee..."
"Reina..."
"More... more pleaseee... moreee..."
Her tongue slurred, words barely coherent, yet she kept begging. For a male's power. For the instinct to conquer a female. Things I couldn't give her now. Maybe never.
"Drug's one hell of a stubborn bitch."
"Luca... please..."
I tried to grab his pant leg with my mouth, but he strode back to the drawer and pulled out another condom.
"Luca, please... please stop. I'm begging you, Luca..."
"Haven't you seen enough?"
"Wha... what...? Urk...!"
Suddenly, Luca grabbed my neck and yanked me up roughly. Then he marched to the door and threw me out.
Thud.
Crashing into the marble floor, cold air and sharp pain spread through my body instantly. I collapsed like a rag, vomiting agony.
"Aaaak!!!"
"Haven't you seen enough, Leo?"
"Luca... Luca...!"
Pain still throbbed, but I twisted my body to look up at him. He cradled Reina again, one hand digging into her mouth. Saliva dripped from his fingers, and her hazy gaze pierced me.
And in his other hand was that sharp knife.
"What are you doing, Luca? Luca!"
"Wait there, Leo. Won't take long."
"Luca! Please... please, Luca! Don't do this!!!"
I crawled desperately toward the door with all my strength. But it slammed shut right in front of me.
Bang!
...
"N... no... no..."
I dragged myself to the door, drooling cries from my mouth. Calling Luca in a voice too weak to reach.
"Luca... Luca, I was wrong. I was all wrong. So let me in, Luca..."
...
"Luca. You hear me, right? Luca. Please, just listen once. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that to you. I know. So Luca..."
...
"Don't do this. At least let me see her face. Please? Anything, just let me see her face... please, Luca!!!"
...
Creek. Creek.
"Lu..."
Creek. Creek. Creek.
...
"..."
The moment the sound hit, my whole body froze. No resistance, just stillness.
Haa... ahaa... haeng..
Creek creek
Eut... aaa... haang... ehehehe...
"Ah..."
I slammed my head to the floor. I couldn't see, but I could hear. Unlike eyes, ears can't be blocked without hands.
Creek creek
Aa! Ang... ahaa...
"Uhh... uhhh..."
Too late for rage now. I no longer had the capacity for it. Yeah. I didn't even deserve to be angry anymore.
U... ah! Uhehek.. haang... haa...
Helplessly sprawled before the door, I had to admit everything. My hands and feet wouldn't move. I'd thought maybe someday they would, but no. Deep down, I'd known from the start—the tendons were severed, permanent damage. Yet I'd denied it.
Creek creek
Aang... aaaa...
And losing to Luca wasn't because I hadn't held a sword in five years. Simple reason: he was stronger. From the moment he felled the Minotaur alone, he was stronger than any knight on earth.
Aheuk... haaa... uk... urk...
Nothing I could do. Why hadn't I realized? Everything I'd built could crumble so easily.
"Luca... are you... listening...?"
I crawled to the door, pressing my head against the cold wall, mumbling.
"Luca... please open... please, Luca..."
Tears finally streamed down. Shocked at myself, I screamed.
"Luca! Please! Open up! Please, Luca!!!"
...
No answer.
Only the creaking and Reina's sighing moans echoed like a reply.
I spent an endless time before that door.
Unable to sleep, unable to cover my ears.
Pinned there like a bug.
...
Creeeak.
"Ah... aaa...!"
The door slowly opened. I flinched reflexively, letting out a sound.
"Lu... Luca... ahaha... Luca..."
I laughed without knowing. In a situation that called for no laughter. Giggling, I looked up at Luca.
"Done? Is it over now?"
"..."
"Where's Reina? Where's Reina?"
I desperately peered behind him. I knew full well what had happened inside. Knew he'd never show mercy. Yet I clung to my last hope, peeking into despair.
"Reina... Reina..."
I repeated only one name. When all was over, only one name lingered in my mouth. I didn't care if I lost everything. As long as one remained.
"Reina..."
My sole wish now: even if I died this instant, just confirm she was safe. Please. Please...
"Rei... na..."
I shifted toward the door. Luca's foot touched my chin. No humiliation felt. Soon I'd glimpse what lay beyond.
But Luca denied even that final hope.
"Urk!"
Rough hands seized my neck again. Like hell's gates dragging me away, yanking me from hope right before my eyes.
"No!!! No!!!"
I thrashed and screamed. But Luca slammed the door shut and smashed me against the wall.
"No! Please, Luca!!! Just once!!! Let me see just once!!!"
My final wish spilled futilely. Tears streaming, I pleaded desperately.
"Luca! Lord Luca! Please! Just let me see her once! Please!!! I was wrong!!!"
"..."
"Let me see Reina! Once is enough! Just her face!!! Luca!!! Urk...!"
Then his fingers brutally invaded my mouth, seizing my tender tongue. I didn't dare bite, just gaped, barely breathing. Luca stared at me a moment, then spoke.
"No."
"Uuuuuuuuuh!!!!!!!"
With that word, my tongue tore with a rip. Blood sprayed, bits of teeth spilling out. In an incomprehensible wail, I poured my last wish.
"Uuu!!! Uuuuuu!!! Uuuuuuuu!!!!"
But no reply. Instead, he raised his fist. Seeing it lifted like an iron mace, terror gripped me.
No...
Just once... just once would do...
Just once... I want to see her just once...
I...
"Uuuuuuuu!!!"
The high-raised fist smashed my remaining ear. My ear and face crumpled, splattering against the wall. Even then, I kept screaming.
"Uuuuuu!!! Uuuuuuuu!!!"
Please. Please, Luca. Just once. Just once!!!
Next, the fist crushed my shoulder. My arm tore, my body ripping, hope shredding as physical agony seared my nerves. No! No!!!
I don't want to die yet. I don't want to die, Luca!!!
"Uuuu!!! Uuuu!!!"
But his eyes held no mercy. Bottomless black orbs filled only with malice toward me. Yet that demon was my last hope to grant my wish, so I begged fervently.
"Uuuu!!! Uuuu!!! Uuuuu!!!"
"..."
"Uuu!!! Uuuuu!!!"
My blood sprayed before my eyes, pain pinpointing its source. Like a rock eroding in time, my body crumbled slowly, hope breaking with it. At this rate, I won't see her. Please!!!
"Uuuuuuuuuu!!!!"
In the final moment, I screamed with all I had. For his ears, or failing that, Reina's. But no response came. No one answered. My body had crumbled utterly, nothing left to me.
"Uu... u..."
Ah...
I finally stopped screaming, opening my last remaining eye in vain. Before it, the demon still stood. Breath steady, he raised his fist for the final blow. That was my life's last sight, my final moment.
This is...
This is my end...?
No. No. Can't be. Please, please, Luca!!! Spare me!!! I'm begging!!!
Clutching my life's last regret, I shook my head. The demon raised his fist without warning.
And smashed down with full force.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!!!!!!!"
...
...
...
Endless darkness loomed. Darkness without her. I desperately kept my eye open, ears strained for any sensation of life. But with one final word, pure darkness unfolded. Deep darkness.
No.
"..."
Blood dripped from my tightly clenched fist. The marble floor, gleaming white in the dim ceiling light, drank it deeply, staining red.
"Haa..."
Drunk enough? I almost asked the ground, then stopped. It was a question for me to answer. Dazed, I stared at the corpse at my feet.
Hardly a corpse, really. Everything pulverized beyond trace. Flesh, bone, skin—all mashed into a crater like meteor-struck earth. Only then did my fist unclench, fingers trembling faintly.
"Haa... ha..."
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Blood flowed. Clotted blood. Since my birth, this land had drunk more blood than rain. At least while I lived, the parched earth wouldn't scatter broken gravel in sandstorms.
"Haa..."
...
"Aang... ah... haaang..."
Suddenly, a delicate moan reached me. The earlier impact had broken the door hinges, leaving it ajar. Turning, I saw a black-haired girl on the floor, moaning.
"Haang... ehehehe... ah... haa..."
An unused condom lay discarded on the floor. Over it, the girl's body still rubbed her thighs together. Aside from her own fluids, no trace of another touched her. Even gazing at that body, no desire stirred in me. I just watched coldly, then looked at my hand.
"Haa..."
A faintly glowing ring adorned my scar-covered hand. So beautiful it shamed the ugly fingers wearing it. I pressed it to my cheek. Cool metal brushed my skin.
It's over.
All over. Eli.
I staggered, nearly collapsing, barely leaning on the wall.
"Haa..."
...
Yeah. It's done.
...
Only then did I push off the wall and stand. My legs still lacked strength, but I moved forward anyway.
No idea where to. Just forward. It was all I could do. My shattered heart, once beating with her, now silent.
Darkness sweeps my body. Light follows. Shadows trail light, chasing my footsteps. Clotted blood dripping from them. Footsteps of a wretched man. A youth whose sole wish was to meet that girl.
I walked on, leaving such prints.
Thud.
Suddenly, another set of footsteps. I knew whose immediately. The ones that had shared my blood-soaked path from start to finish. I looked up at their owner.
"..."
"..."
We stared into each other's eyes for a long time. Too many words unspoken. Or none possible. I couldn't tell which. After a good while, Rachel spoke first.
"All done?"
Her words were so simple. No need for more, so I replied briefly.
"Yeah."
"You kill him?"
"Yeah."
"Painfully?"
"Yeah."
"I see."
We fell silent again, sharing our revenge chronicle like daily chatter. Rachel scanned my body coolly. Bloodied fist, heavy gaze, weary face. Taking it all in, she stepped toward me.
One step. One step. Slowly approaching, she stopped just within arm's reach. Then said something unexpected.
"Throat dry?"
"..."
"Hungry?"
"..."
"...Got it."
Rachel nodded and came closer. Gently, carefully, she took my hand. Like I had at the castle gate, but kinder.
"Come on. I'll buy you a drink."