Chapter 846
Chapter 846
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 846
Chapter Title: The Tyrant for You
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“Y-Your Majesty. Aren’t you curious about Marquis Copsten’s weakness? I know it!”
Marquis Copsten. He was a political rival who picked fights at every turn, so it was only natural to take interest in his weakness.
“Marquis Copsten? That bastard died a year ago.”
“...Pardon?”
Linda was so shocked that she forgot even the emperor’s hand spreading her legs apart.
Marquis Copsten was dead?
The man who politically opposed the emperor and could be called his greatest enemy? And a whole year ago, no less?
“Marquis Copsten. That arrogant fool dared to call me a patricide who murdered his own father. Well, I didn’t care much about the content of his accusations, but I didn’t like the fact that he dared to condemn me.”
“......So you killed him?”
“I summoned him to the imperial palace. First, I killed his retainers, then tortured his children to death, and finally boiled the marquis alive.”
“The nobles wouldn’t have just stood by...”
Countless nobles followed Marquis Copsten. He had been one of the most respected nobles around.
“A few nobles did speak up for him. Once I killed them the same way, they all shut up.”
“......”
No.
The emperor before her eyes wasn’t the one from the novel she knew.
The emperor in the novel had been called a tyrant and struck fear into the hearts of the people and nobles alike, but he had his lines he wouldn’t cross. Yet this emperor had none.
He raped beauties whenever he desired, and killed nobles—even marquises—without hesitation.
Terror made Linda’s body tremble. Her body felt pleasure, but her mind was gripped by fear. That bizarre sensation made her reason evaporate bit by bit.
“How cute. Your pussy seems plenty wet already, so shall we head to the bed? I’ll give you some pleasure.”
“Y-Your Majesty. I-I...”
“Don’t speak. The three minutes are already up. It’s suspicious that you know imperial secrets and mentioned Marquis Copsten, who died a year ago, but I’ll let it slide.”
“......”
Linda clamped her mouth shut. There was no way out. She didn’t know what to do.
An ancient spirit appeared beside Linda. A humanoid spirit flickering in black.
“A spirit, eh. How insolent.”
The emperor spoke calmly, as if he’d known it was coming.
The ancient spirit, Orcis, unleashed his power toward the emperor. Invisible pressure bore down on him. Orcis intended to crush the emperor’s body to death.
Pfft.
The emperor laughed. Ignoring the pressure on his body, he raised his hand. Arondight, resting on the table, flew into his grasp. Aura Blade surged forth. He swung the sword at Orcis.
Orcis’s presence wavered.
“I infused telekinesis into the Aura Blade. The power of the Holy Grail is quite useful for killing spirit bodies like you.”
Orcis thrashed about. He planned to flee from this place. A contractor? He could find another one. Preserving himself was the priority.
“Where do you think you’re going? Do you find me that laughable?”
The emperor reached out, seized Orcis’s form, and swung his sword. Orcis twisted his spirit body in agony. No matter what he did, he couldn’t escape the emperor’s grip.
With a horrific scream, the ancient spirit perished.
Feeling the dissipation, Linda collapsed to the floor. Her body rapidly weakened. The health she’d gained from contracting with Orcis was gone. With Orcis destroyed, losing it was only natural.
Orcis is gone...! Ah, even weakened as he was, for Orcis to vanish so easily...
The sword-wielding emperor approached Linda. Would that blade sever her neck? Trembling in fear, she cried out.
“Y-Your Majesty...!”
“It doesn’t seem like you used the spirit to assassinate me.”
“I-I...”
“Enough. You have one job: surrender yourself to me.”
The emperor tossed aside his sword and scooped Linda up onto the bed. Once laid down, she flailed her limbs, trying to escape. She didn’t want to be violated.
But her resistance was futile. The emperor grabbed her legs, spread them wide, and thrust his rock-hard cock into her pussy.
“Aaaaaah!”
Linda’s body writhed like an earthworm crushed underfoot. Pain starting from her groin shot through her entire body, making her tingle to her toes. Right after, pleasure followed in the pain’s wake.
“Ho. Your pussy’s tighter than I expected. Better than your sister’s.”
“Sister...?”
“You already know to some extent, don’t you? Your sister... no, all the other beauties have surrendered to me. I take Leila regularly since I like her especially. I plan to make her a consort later. You too, of course.”
The emperor gripped her waist with one hand, kneaded her breast with the other, and rocked his hips back and forth. The stone-like shaft mercilessly pierced her depths.
“Hic... Sob...”
Tears streamed down Linda’s face.
She cursed the god who had thrown her into this novel world. Was this why? To be raped by the emperor? Why had it come to this?
“Haaang!”
She gasped in a moan she hadn’t meant to let out and startled herself. She was being raped right now. Yet instead of torment, she was enjoying it.
Squelch, squelch.
Her pussy was so wet that anyone could hear it.
“Th-this is wrong. It’s supposed to hurt...!”
“Kukuku. I am the god of sex. Sex with me is naturally pleasurable. Don’t worry about a thing—just enjoy the moment. Like the other women.”
“Eup.”
Linda covered her mouth with her hand. She didn’t want to feel pleasure from being raped.
“Linda...”
Someone called her name. It was Mura, who had been passed out beside her. Mura gazed at Linda with warm eyes.
“Linda. Give up. Just give in and enjoy it. No need to overthink. Hng!”
The emperor shoved fingers into Mura’s pussy. Mura’s face melted in bliss. She didn’t resist anymore. She simply accepted the moment without thought. She looked utterly at peace. Linda followed her lead and let go of her thoughts.
“Aaaaaah...!”
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A month passed.
Linda and Mura had been chosen by the emperor. Few noble ladies received his favor, and from the moment they did, their influence skyrocketed. Nobles of baronial rank or higher could scarcely meet their eyes, and most things were handled by ordering maids.
On top of that, Linda had received an elixir. It was the emperor’s kindness, telling her to take it and get healthy since she looked frail. She was grateful for it. Thanks to that, she now had a robust body.
But.
This isn’t right. This... isn’t right.
Returning to the Valentine count’s estate in the imperial city after so long, Linda thought to herself.
She knew the truth now.
She had witnessed all the atrocities the emperor committed.
Rape was routine, and murder happened as often as meals. The reasons were absurd. He killed for disliking a name, suspecting treason, or for no reason at all.
The most horrifying was the emperor’s secret garden.
A garden of beauties, pure madness incarnate. She’d had to stand still there as a statue for three hours. Mura lay on the dirt as a pussy flower, legs splayed wide. Mermaids swam in the pond, and dwarf beauties wedged into walls had to hold their breath.
And something even worse existed. She’d gone there with Lady Ernel.
The human ranch.
The worst crime committed in a black mage’s territory.
Civilian massacres? Compared to this human ranch, they seemed almost cute.
Humans were captured and treated like livestock. Over a hundred entered the ranch daily, and over a hundred were slaughtered daily.
Women mated with stallions—men dubbed as such—and got pregnant. Magic shortened ten months of pregnancy to two weeks, forcing births. The children grew rapidly via black magic. Hearing it took only five months to reach adulthood made her mind reel.
Women were discarded once they could no longer bear humans, and stallions culled periodically. Disposal meant slaughter here.
The corpses of the slaughtered became feed.
An endless cycle of evil.
It was hell on earth.
“Urk!”
Walking the garden, Linda clutched her mouth. Just recalling it made her want to vomit.
“Are you alright?”
Someone grabbed her arm.
“...Vermere.”
“Yes, Linda. I heard you went to Marquis Talmor’s territory with Lady Ernel. You saw the ranch, didn’t you?”
“...The emperor’s insane.”
“I agree.”
“That’s not something... a human would do.”
“The emperor isn’t human. He’s too strong for that. His power alone could destroy a nation. He’s an evil god.”
“......Vermere. Are you mad?”
Linda stared at him in disbelief. If the emperor heard those words, Vermere would be tortured to death.
“Shall I tell the emperor?”
“...No. Pretend I didn’t hear it.”
“You’re different from the other ladies, Linda. Most learn the truth and pledge loyalty to the emperor. They don’t want to end up like the humans in the ranch. At the same time, they get addicted to the power of being his consorts.”
“......Vermere. You’re acting strange today. What are you trying to say?”
“I’ve been watching you. Your friend mingled with Lady Ernel, turned a blind eye to justice, and fell to power—but not you.”
“......”
Mura.
Mura had changed over the past month.
At some point, she started hanging out with Ernel and took after her. She wielded power like Ernel. From a mere baroness’s daughter, Mura toppled a count’s house, indulged in luxury, fawned on the emperor, flattered Ernel—all to gain more power. The innocent Mura was gone.
“...What are you getting at?”
“Over this time, I’ve observed you. I saw you stand up for massacred commoners and cry for the virgins being raped. Do you know? Starting next year, the empire will...”
“Implement the rural rights policy.”
“Yes. The emperor’s tyranny worsens by the day. Imperial citizens rejoice that the empire grows stronger, but it’s not the empire—it’s the emperor. Someday, he’ll turn the entire empire into hell.”
“......”
“Someone has to stop it.”
“Are you telling me to stop the emperor?”
“No one knows better than I that it’s impossible alone. But... if not alone. Then the story changes. Linda, join us. Let’s stop the emperor together.”
“You can’t mean...”
Before Linda could speak, Vermere pulled something out and handed it to her. A silver necklace.
“At midnight. In a place with no one around, hold that necklace and whisper softly.”
Vermere leaned in close to her right ear.
“The emperor must die.”
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Linda lay in bed, lost in thought.
Her arrival in this world—could it have been to stop the emperor?
Her mind grew tangled. The emperor terrified her, but images of humans bred in the ranch kept surfacing. His power and authority grew daily... This world’s future looked utterly dark.
Just ignore it. As long as I’m safe. If I report today’s events to the emperor... I can live peacefully. As long as I’m safe...
An image of a child flashed in her mind. Boiled alive simply for being born disabled.
Linda gripped the necklace tightly.
Before she knew it, the clock struck midnight.
“...The emperor must die.”
Her body vanished from the bed.
In her nightgown, she appeared in some chamber. A garden filled with gold. Dozens of people sat in chairs or leaned against walls within it.
Half were nobles Linda recognized.
The heir to the northern grand duke, Abel Raist.
He sat with arms crossed, his cool red eyes fixed on her.
The dashing empire’s admiral Yorhan Melcos, with red hair and tanned skin, leaned against the wall. Their eyes met, and he grinned.
Vermere, master of the empire’s greatest trading company, approached her.
“Welcome, Linda. I knew you’d join us.”
“This place is...”
“This is the Golden Garden.”
The answer came from behind. A voice pretty even for a woman. Linda turned.
A witch with purple hair in a sky-blue dress stood there.
“It’s a meeting to kill the emperor.”