Chapter 109
Chapter 109
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: Eleonora's Day (4)
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Having hastily finished cleaning the kitchen, Sin Seon-dong threw on his clothes and dashed out of the house.
Eleonora, who had been staring blankly at her Master's back, felt the semen trickling from her pussy for a moment and smiled faintly.
But soon, unable to resist the thick scent of Sin Seon-dong wafting from the living room, she staggered before leaping onto his bed like a flying squirrel.
"Haaah... Master's scent... this filthy sow pussy mixed with the vulgar Master's scent... ♥"
Sniff sniff
Whether it was in the bathroom or the kitchen, they had devoured each other until their bones melted, but this smell—this smell she could never tire of no matter how many times she inhaled it—was utterly irresistible!
Eleonora clutched the blanket and sheets soaked in bodily fluids, panting like a pervert as she breathed in Sin Seon-dong's deeply embedded scent, even licking it with her tongue or biting it with her teeth.
Squelch squelch—
"Hngggg... fingering my pussy while sniffing Master's scent... how fucking happy of a sow am I...! ♥"
Naturally thrusting her fingers into her own pussy, she reminisced about last night's sex and truly savored it—chewing, biting, tasting, enjoying—as she took another bold step toward the path of the beast.
"But still, no matter how many times I look, there are so many wondrous things here."
Last night, she had heard much from her Master.
This place was not her world—it was a highly advanced civilization compared to her own, which was barely at a medieval level.
One might expect panic at being suddenly kidnapped to another world, losing connections, foundation, wealth, and everything she knew, but Eleonora was surprisingly calm.
Not her world?
She was delighted instead.
That meant Sin Seon-dong had chosen her precisely out of all the countless bitches in her old world, trained and corrupted her into a sow.
She was a special existence, selected first by her Master among all those formidable sows.
Yes, this was fate from the beginning.
Wandering blindly without realizing her lewd nature, only to be picked up by her Master and tamed into his sow—it was inevitable.
That was why she could become the first sow, the captain of the filthy sow knight order serving only her Master—not second or third!
With her mind utterly clouded by love, Eleonora even took pride in her kidnapping and training, sneering smugly.
Even if other bitches climbed into this bed, she was the first!
"Ahem..."
Had she gotten excited without realizing it?
Eleonora cleared her throat awkwardly a few times, then, as if reconfirming this was another world, grabbed the TV remote from the bedside shelf and turned on the TV.
-Reports are coming in that orc populations worldwide have sharply declined recently.
She had been startled when a simple button press made people pop out of the square box on the wall—though she hadn't shown it at the time.
Eleonora watched the news screen showing headlines and footage about orc numbers halving in Ohio, USA, lost in thought.
It wasn't certain yet, but if no one from her world could come here except through Sin Seon-dong...
If that was really true...
Eleonora murmured as certain women popped into her mind.
"The princess and the queen are a sure thing, sooner or later. Stacking mother and daughter to fuck them both—that stimulating scenario has rarity value, and above all, Master will love devouring royal pussy. Ah, but if I ever leave my post, we'll need a pussy bitch to guard Master too...!"
Eleonora muttered her sinister plot with a straight face—a scheme that would make anyone's legs tremble and skin crawl just hearing it.
From her expression, it was clear she was dead serious about kidnapping them, even feeling a sense of duty in betraying those she once served.
As a sow knight sworn to become the world's lewdest woman, and as captain tasked with offering beautiful sows to Sin Seon-dong in this paradise overflowing with semen and love juices, filled with moans, coquetry, cocks, and pussies.
-Scholars worldwide are linking the initial orc decline in Korea to this bizarre global phenomenon...
She even eyed the beautiful news anchor on TV, plotting, 'Should I kidnap that bitch too?'
'No. Her face shows artificial flaws everywhere, and that filthy pretense oozing from her— she's no fit for a sow.'
Not even a virgin, that slut!
Like a chick appraiser judging the anchor's face for virginity, Eleonora clicked her tongue, glanced at the clock, turned off the TV, gathered the blanket and sheets, and headed out to the yard where the car was parked.
She immediately hung the soaked blanket and sheets on the clothesline in the yard.
'This is something Master entrusted to me. I absolutely can't mess it up.'
Sin Seon-dong had originally planned to entrust her with the laundry, but after the kitchen fiasco, he felt oddly repulsed at assigning her chores—though distracted by sex and running late, he just told her to hang them in the yard for now. Backstory she knew nothing of.
Unaware, Eleonora snorted proudly, as if it were a mission from her Master, gazing at the swaying blankets on the line.
About 20 minutes passed like that.
"Watching them well?"
"Master!"
Hearing Sin Seon-dong's voice calling her amid the rumbling cart wheels from behind, Eleonora's sharp glare at the blankets softened with lust.
"Yes! I've been monitoring them as entrusted! My pussy is nicely soaked and ready to embrace Master's cock anytime!"
"Can't be helped... Anyway, monitoring?"
Who monitors blankets?
Sin Seon-dong tilted his head, thinking it absurd, but seeing Eleonora's eyes on the cart he pulled, he waited for her question.
"Th-the pigs..."
"As you see, all dead. Checked the farrowing pen—they were all keeled over."
"So many dead—what disease...?!"
The cart held tiny piglets, barely newborn, from palm to elbow size, now cold corpses.
Unable to hide her sorrow as a fellow kind(?), Eleonora spoke unforgivingly.
"Who did it! Who dares touch Master's pigs?!"
"No one. Piglets this size normally die a lot at this stage. Nothing weird."
Sin Seon-dong replied nonchalantly, as if it were routine, leaving Eleonora tilting her head in confusion. Then he said, "Found these!" and tossed her two swords.
"These...?"
"Probably those guys' from yesterday. They were left there. Anyway, off to work~"
"W-wait...?!"
"Don't just stare at blankets—enjoy some free time alone~"
"Master?!"
Calling pathetically after Sin Seon-dong, who vanished pulling the cart after those words, Eleonora stared at the Crusader swords dumped before her.
"I've been curious for a while, but... hmm, complicated feelings."
Unlike ordinary kingdom knight swords, these were forged and honed by master smiths—pure white hilts and silver-like blades, like Crusader armor. Bestowed directly by the saintess, proxy of the goddess, upon appointment. Famous swords.
Reportedly, Crusaders took such pride they were buried clutching them.
And here were two?
Eleonora stared at her own greatsword abandoned in the yard corner, then picked up theirs, comparing lengths to her arm, swinging experimentally.
Indeed, sow by nature but knight too? Spinning like sword dancing, Eleonora tossed them aside dissatisfied.
"Lifetime with greatswords—this is too light. Doesn't suit me."
Lacking heavy heft for her beastly, crushing style.
Trying dual-wield felt like swinging two sheets of paper—awkward mismatch.
But that was excuse. She rushed to the bathroom, scrubbing her hands under the faucet.
"Objects touched by other males, not Master... how can they be so repulsive...!"
Lifelong swordswoman, she could sense the previous owner's handling just by touch or state.
Like folktales of spirits haunting beloved or grudge-filled items.
Touching them felt like grasping their lives.
Not guilt or fear.
Just disgust.
"Filthy, filthyfilthyfilthyfilthyfilthyfilthyfilthy!!!"
She was Master's sex slave! Only he could touch, only for him she spread legs—Master's exclusive pussy, flesh slave, sow.
Without Master's order, she loved display but hated touch.
Even wandering grudge ghosts—no way!
She wanted to flay the skin off her hands, but knowing her body was Sin Seon-dong's, Eleonora regretfully(?) just washed clean, murmuring disappointedly.
"...But Master wouldn't give me these useless things without reason."
There was purpose in giving them, and she had business with those swords, ignoring the nauseating disgust to pick them up.
What to do...
Pondering in the mirror, eyeing the faucet water, she shook her head.
"Clean water just highlights their ugliness. Need something to properly disinfect them..."
Staring at the toilet, realization struck—Eleonora bolted out, dashing to the swords in the yard.
"Hehe, Master said sows piss right there when they need to. No permission needed, no hesitation—just piss anywhere like the lowly sluts we are."
Hands chilled by cold water moments ago, her bladder signaled naturally—no holding back. Eleonora placed the Holy Knights' swords between her thighs, straddling them.
And,
"Hngggg... ♥"
Spurt spurt spurt—
She spread her pussy wide and unleashed her piss full force onto the blades below.
No holding—just timed with her urethra's flow.
"Hehe, getting defiled. Purified. The last possession of those filthy scum who targeted Master, the thing they prided themselves on—purified by my piss...!"
Eleonora truly felt purification, not just satisfaction, tongue lolling out bit by bit.
Silver-melted blades soiled by her urine, mixed with Master's semen leaking from her pussy.
Finally felt like she'd utterly crushed those wicked foes to the end—proud, refreshed.
She thought pissing on her own sword was one path to depravity, but humiliating other knights' swords like this wasn't bad either.
She vowed to piss on every knight's sword she killed henceforth.
But why bother disinfecting(?) when she could just toss them if displeased?
Eleonora, now showing the answer, lifted the thoroughly soaked swords,
Squelch—
"Hagggh... ♥"