I May Fall, But My Sword Will Not (11)
The dull, wet sound of fists smashing into flesh echoed through the filthy room.
Thud!
“You’re her, aren’t you? Say it.”
Thud!
“Admit that you’re Stella.”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“S-stop! Yes! That’s right! I’m Stella!”
Kingsley grinned, baring yellow teeth. Whether this woman was truly Stella didn’t matter to him. If she really was the famous knight, great. If she was just some bitch who looked like her, treating her like Stella was good enough. Either way, there was something far more delicious about fucking a fallen beauty than an ordinary one.
“How the hell did a woman like you end up in a shithole like this? This neighborhood’s only for bottom-feeding trash.”
“I-I don’t know… When I opened my eyes, I was already here.”
“Doesn’t matter anyway.”
Thud!
Kingsley suddenly kicked Louis hard in the ribs.
“Stop it!”
“Stop? Is this little shit your pimp? Or did his tiny cock fuck you so good you actually fell for him?”
“That’s… that’s not…”
“Once you get a taste of my dick, you’ll forget all about a pathetic kid like him.”
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Kingsley grabbed Louis by the hair, lifting the boy’s bloodied face.
“Hey, kid.”
“Ugh…”
“What the fuck were you thinking, hiding a woman like her?”
“Because… she’s pretty.”
“You hid her because she’s pretty?”
“Yeah.”
“This is why women are poison. The deadliest kind of poison.”
“Please… spare me…”
“Spare you? If you wanted to live, you shouldn’t have ignored me in this neighborhood.”
“He’s still just a child! You’re going to kill him over something like this?”
Stella pulled Louis into her arms and backed away. Strangely, strength was returning to her body.
“So you really like that little boy’s dick that much?”
Kingsley’s underlings laughed mockingly at Stella.
“Please spare Louis.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I’ll do anything.”
“You’re going to do everything anyway.”
“If you spare Louis… I will serve you with all my heart.”
A noble, priest-like aura radiated from Stella. This was her true nature—sacrifice, forgiveness, tolerance, salvation.
“Kneel and beg for his life.”
“Please… spare Louis.”
Stella’s bow was desperate yet dignified.
“You’ll serve me? You really mean that?”
“Yes. I mean it with all my heart.”
Kingsley moved behind Stella, grabbed her waist, and lifted her hips. Without any foreplay, he thrust straight in.
Squelch.
“What the fuck are you looking at, brat? Get lost!”
Louis stumbled backward, then turned and ran out of Kingsley’s house. But after putting some distance between them, he stopped and looked back at Stella, who was being violated by Kingsley.
“Noona… why did you do that…”
Louis clenched his fists tightly.
“I’ll definitely get you out of that bastard’s hands. Just wait a little longer.”
Louis began to run.
Stella, now Kingsley’s property, had to service all of his subordinates. Most of them were burly men who knew exactly how to torment women before discarding them, so the physical toll was enormous. Yet strangely, she could endure it. It wasn’t like before, when she couldn’t even resist a man’s touch.
While selling her body to diseased men in the slums—men who hadn’t bathed in a month—Stella pondered the reason.
This kind of seal must have simple conditions. The more men I submit to, the stronger my power becomes.
Stella had come very close to the truth.
The reason I can resist other men is because the one I currently serve is Kingsley. If that’s correct, then I might be able to retrieve Andra.
Stella tested her theory and quickly reached a conclusion. The stronger the man she served, the stronger she became. It didn’t matter if it was one man or ten—as long as they were men.
I need to find Andra. Even if I can’t claim it myself, I must return it to the Knight Templar.
Stella thought of the strongest man she knew.
It was Kang Geon.
Suppressing the disgust that rose within her, she tried to worship him instead. Power surged back into her body at frightening speed.
“I will keep my promise. Once this is over, I will return.”
Stella was the type who kept even promises she didn’t need to keep—promises made out of a strong conscience. She leapt high into the air. None of the Kingsley family could catch the silver-haired woman soaring above them.
Isabel’s mansion was the largest and most luxurious in Eben, so it was easy to find. Finding Kang Geon was even easier. All she had to do was follow the loud noise, the women’s screams, and their laughter.
“You’re here? You’ve been through a lot, so have a drink.”
“So it was you who abandoned me there.”
“Wasn’t it fun? You were sucking that kid’s cock so eagerly you even sucked the kid himself.”
“If you spare Louis, I will serve you with all my heart! How can there be such a pathetic, miserable sentence?”
Crane repeated Stella’s words to Kingsley in a mocking tone and burst into laughter.
“You were listening to me.”
“I made sure to get every important moment. Didn’t miss a single word.”
Kang Geon casually kicked the holy sword Andra, which was stuck in the ground.
“That is not a sword to be treated so carelessly!”
“Who was the bitch that pissed and shat all over that sword? I had a hard time getting the stench out.”
“I understand, so please stop.”
“Just drink this and loosen up.”
Stella drank the liquor Kang Geon offered. It was so strong it felt like her insides were burning.
“You came all the way here for this, right?”
“Yes. Please return Andra to me.”
“Why do you want it back so badly?”
“It is the symbol and holy relic of my family. I cannot tolerate it being in someone else’s hands.”
“Is it that important?”
“It is more important than my own life.”
“Then take it.”
He was clearly planning to humiliate her even as he let her take it. Stella had resolved to endure any disgrace if it meant reclaiming Andra.
Step. Step. Step.
But no one tried to stop Stella from grabbing the sword.
She seized it.
The moment Stella’s hand closed around Andra, she understood why.
“Why…? Why is Andra rejecting me…?”
“Turns out that thing was more of a pussy than your actual cunt.”
“What are you talking about…?”
“When I tried to break it, the damn thing begged for its life. So instead of destroying it, I changed the condition for giving you power.”
“No… That can’t be. Andra would never…”
“Did sucking all those little boys’ dicks make your brain stupid too?”
Stella bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.
“This is your family’s symbol and holy relic? Even a dog would laugh.”
Despair settled over Stella’s face.
Now she understood why she had cleaned the filthy cock of a slum boy covered in cum and willingly spread her legs for a thug boss. Even in defeat, her pride and conviction as a Knight Templar had remained. She had endured all of it just to return Andra to the Knight Templar.
But the very sword had been the cause of her weakening.
Thump.
“No… It can’t be…”
Stella checked once more.
“Andra… You can’t do this… Andra…”
No matter how many times she called, Andra remained silent.
“Andra—!”
Stella screamed. Her wide eyes burned with rage.
“All that suffering… was for a sword like this?”
It had taken her over fifteen years to be chosen by Andra. During that time, she had never skipped a single day of training or prayer. She rarely slept more than six hours. Maintaining Andra had also been her responsibility. The sword had always remained clean in her hands.
Even when she had fallen into the sewers, her own body had become filthy, but not a single drop of dirty water had touched Andra.
“Then everything I’ve done until now…”
Her heart felt hollow. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks.
“No. No, Andra must have had no choice…”
She tried to rationalize the situation in a different way to prevent most of her life from becoming meaningless.
Stella lifted her head.
Kang Geon’s shadow was enormous. It felt like he was blocking out the sun itself. It wasn’t a physical phenomenon—it was a psychological one.
A monstrous man who could even dominate Andra.
This man’s power must be incredible. It’s not Andra’s fault. Both Andra and I were defeated by him. Even my mother or grandmother at their peak would have struggled to defeat this man.
Thanks to her nature and this rationalization, Kang Geon took root in her mind as a divine being. To Stella, order had always been a god-like concept, but she now perceived Kang Geon as equal to or even above it.
Kang Geon didn’t miss the look of reverence that appeared in Stella’s star-like eyes.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“Suck it.”
Kang Geon pulled out his cock. It was the hideous pillar of flesh that had brought Stella unimaginable pain and humiliation. Without hesitation, Stella took it into her mouth.
The woman who had sworn to devote her entire life to the pursuit of order was now dyed in the dark color of Kang Geon, the very man who had trampled order. In an instant.
The worshipper of order had become the worshipper of Kang Geon.
It was a chain reaction triggered by a small twist.
My power is returning…!
Strength flooded Stella’s entire body. She was even stronger than before her defeat at Kang Geon’s hands. Overcome with emotion, Stella shed tears of gratitude.
“All this time you’ve been dealing with pathetic men with fingers for cocks. No wonder your cunt was never satisfied.”
“Sir Kay’s cock hurt, but it filled me completely.”
“Spread your legs.”
Stella lay on her back and spread her thighs wide. Kang Geon thrust into her immediately, pulling her tightly against his massive frame and pounding her violently.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
The ground shook. Stella screamed.
She felt both the pain of her womb being crushed and the ecstasy of receiving a god at the same time. A pure white beauty crushed beneath a giant of a man, being ravaged mercilessly. A cunt being utterly destroyed by a massive cock. The woman’s beautiful, high-pitched cries—impossible to tell if they were screams or moans. Everyone present grew unbearably aroused at the ferocious fucking.
Especially Crane.
“Kay! You’re the best!”
Crane shouted Kang Geon’s name in Ferum and jerked himself off furiously. Thick, white semen leaked from where cock and cunt were joined.
Of course, Kang Geon’s thrusting didn’t end with a single ejaculation.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
He continued his powerful pounding until the cunt of the woman who now worshipped him was completely ruined.