Chapter 200
Chapter 200
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 200
Chapter Title: In Their Wake
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“No way, Eleonora… Eleonora…!!”
Sitting in the chair in her own office, peering into the crystal orb, was the red-haired woman who commanded the respect and love of the people of the Isis Kingdom—the princess knight Ariel C. Isis. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
As always, she had been reviewing documents to assist her mother, Her Majesty the Queen of this nation, when a message arrived from the Saintess of the Goddess Church.
Could it be that, at long last, she had finally found some trace of her dear friend Eleonora, who had vanished without a single clue?
Of course, every response so far had been along the lines of “We haven’t found her yet, so we’ll start searching around here—let’s coordinate with the kingdom’s knights to avoid overlapping routes.”
But Eleonora wasn’t just anyone—she was Ariel’s closest friend, whom she cherished like family. Ariel couldn’t bring herself to let go of that thread of hope.
That was why, every time the Saintess reached out or Ariel took the initiative herself despite her status as princess, she couldn’t help but cling to the faint expectation of news about her long-awaited friend.
And so, she often contacted the Saintess first.
But today, for some reason, the message had come from the Saintess’s side first—something unusual.
She’d heard recently that the Saintess had been feeling unwell these past few days. Was something wrong again?
Or could it be that she’d finally brought news about Eleonora, the one Ariel had been desperately waiting for?!
A slight unease crept in, but the timing was what mattered.
Even Christia, as the leader of an organization, would understand—this was the hour when document reviews and approvals typically took place. Contacting her at this time meant
something so urgent it couldn’t wait, even if it meant rudely interrupting someone’s work.
‘Has something really happened? Or…’
And then, as soon as she accepted the call, the good news came from the Saintess, who looked slightly worn out—confirming that she really had been quite ill lately.
The Saintess had finally brought word of Eleonora, the very person Ariel had longed for.
But for some reason, she seemed hesitant to speak, as if wondering, ‘Should I really say this?’—a subtle hint that something must have gone terribly wrong with Eleonora.
Even so, that was fine.
Ariel was her friend. No matter what state Eleonora was in—even if, like in some lewd novel she’d read, she’d been trained into a vulgar sex slave—Ariel would accept her.
However, just as the Saintess was about to report on Eleonora’s whereabouts, a brilliant flash of light suddenly burst through the crystal orb. The image of the Saintess vanished, and the sounds of chaos erupted one after another.
This wasn’t just any commotion.
A strangely familiar voice rang out,
and soon after, the clash of weapons echoed loudly.
Suddenly?
In that place, of all places—where the Saintess was, the very heart of the Goddess Church, guarded like an iron fortress by those mad Crusaders—battle had broken out?
And that location wasn’t far from the royal capital.
In other words, if enemies had appeared there, the danger could reach the capital at any moment. They needed to dispatch reinforcements to aid the Saintess right away.
As Ariel urgently tried to call for help,
the crystal orb, which had gone white amid the sounds of clashing weapons, began to restore its image.
-“Don’t you dare attach honorifics like ‘Lady’ to my name!! I am Master’s sow Eleonora!! If Master commands it, I’m a breeding sow who spreads her pussy and asshole anywhere, the filthy and lewd sow knight Eleonora who guards Master and Master’s cock!!”
“E-Eleonora?!”
Ariel shot to her feet without realizing it, stunned by the sight of Eleonora—grabbing Christia, the Saintess’s closest confidante and captain of the Crusaders—by the hair and mercilessly slamming her head into the floor.
The voice she’d heard earlier had seemed familiar, but it hadn’t quite registered as Eleonora’s. Why had Eleonora suddenly appeared in the Goddess Church, in the Saintess’s room, of all places?
But such questions paled in comparison the moment she saw Eleonora herself.
“N-Naked… and those rings dangling from her breasts and pussy…?!”
Not only was she completely nude, but vulgar piercings—fit not even for a sex slave, but something far more degrading—hung from her nipples and pussy.
At first, Ariel thought she’d seen wrong. But that radiant platinum blonde hair, those jewel-like blue eyes, and above all, those overwhelming massive tits hailed as the greatest on the continent—there was no mistaking them.
It was Eleonora.
Eleonora was there.
What in the world was happening? Why had her own lewd fantasies suddenly materialized before her eyes?!
Was this that “princess knight’s imagination becomes reality” nonsense?!
“Back then… no, it’s different from back then… different now…?!”
Ariel floundered in confusion, unsure how to process the unbelievable scene.
What should she do? Dispatch knights to the church immediately?
But sending knights would expose Eleonora’s disgrace to the world, ruining her honor.
Yet failing to send aid while the Saintess was under attack wasn’t just a political blunder—it was a failure of basic human decency.
To buy even a little time, Ariel called out to Eleonora in a trembling voice.
-…?
A reaction!
Though the crystal orb lay rolling on the floor, Eleonora had recognized Ariel’s faint voice. True to her lifelong loyalty to the royal family, she picked up on even that whisper.
But the moment passed,
-“Heh heh…♥”
“E-Eleonora?”
Ariel was left speechless again as Eleonora suddenly smiled seductively, flashing a small grin right at her.
‘That… that’s Eleonora? That noble Eleonora…?!’
Was that really a smile from the lips of that proud female knight?
The smile was so lascivious and sticky-sweet it made Ariel doubt her eyes, and those eyes gazing at her brimmed with outright filthy lust.
“Eleonora!!”
Ariel, who had known her all her life, called her name again, refusing to believe it, wondering if it could be a lookalike—but
-“Aah… Just recalling the ecstasy of that time, when I was bound helpless, unable to move hand or foot, and Master deflowered me… when Master’s thick cock tore through this Eleonora’s hymen… even after three days and nights of thrusting, my belly never filled… no, it was such a thrilling experience I nearly pissed myself right then…♥”
“A-Aah…?!”
Ignoring Ariel’s desperate calls, Eleonora rolled the crystal orb between her legs and struck that pose.
Legs spread wide in a frog squat, hands behind her head, fully exposing her armpits, tits, and pussy—the posture signaling a female’s total submission in defeat.
“That time… this is from that time…?!”
As if to say “look closely” and “remember this pose?”, Eleonora looked down at her while her pussy dripped love juices and her rear hole trailed thick white semen—parading her depravity.
“No way, no way it’s really… really Eleonora…?!”
Ariel’s face flushed red as her own hair, sweat beading on her brow. Eleonora, looking down at her, shouted triumphantly.
-“Haa… I came… Recalling that memory, thinking back to when I screamed I’d kill Master as he raped me, it sends shivers down my spine. On that glorious day when I offered my first time to Master outdoors in broad daylight, my womb is aching now—I want to bear Master’s child right this instant…♥”
“R-Rape… outdoors in broad daylight?!”
No way, it couldn’t be.
How could a knight as proud as her rejoice at such treatment?
But through the orb, Ariel saw Eleonora’s lips twitch as if reliving the memory, drool spilling uncontrollably, her pussy heaving out a held breath—haaah.
“That prideful Eleonora… really got broken in and trained…!?”
Eleonora was genuinely delighted.
No one else, but Ariel—who had spent her life by her side—could tell her sincerity from acting.
Right now, Eleonora was thrilled to expose her naked body to others, truly devoted to the Master who had trained her into this filthy sex slave. Far from shame at her indecent state, her pussy twitched with joy and lust.
-“Heh heh…”
“Eleonora…?!”
What was that? That smile brimming with superiority. Judging by her state, she clearly couldn’t wear clothes, writhing in perverse lust at every opportunity.
Otherwise, her pussy wouldn’t gape like that, wouldn’t twitch endlessly as if craving some man’s cock.
Then, the Saintess’s voice reached Ariel’s ears.
She too was clearly shocked by Eleonora shaking her hips, proudly displaying her pussy before their eyes.
-“A-Are you planning to turn me into this too? Like Lady Eleonora, into your sex-processing slave, cum dump, s-sow…?”
-“No, I didn’t say it’d go that far—”
-“Hoo… I always thought you were just some ditzy smiley idiot, but you’re sharper than I expected.”
-“Hic…?!”
“S-Sow…?!”
Ariel had thought it worse than a sex slave, but an actual livestock?!
Staring straight into Eleonora’s blue eyes, demanding confirmation,
Eleonora shuddered at the gaze, eyes full of lust, and cried out to both Violet and Ariel.
-“Just as you said! The Saintess is no longer a saintess—she’ll be trained into Master’s sow, Violet. She’ll spend her life bearing Master’s children, rolling in semen and pussy juices, offering her pussy as a breeding sow, living a long, lewd, happy sow’s life!”
“That can’t be…?!”
Though addressed to the Saintess, it was effectively aimed at Ariel too.
Someday, she’d turn Ariel into the same—stripped bare, pussy flapping endlessly, a filthy sow.
It was nothing less than a declaration of war.
After that, scenes unfolded: Violet stripping, Christia begging to be taken too and disrobing—shocking displays nonstop. But Ariel just stared blankly, dazed.
No—her eyes were fixed on the orb, but she wasn’t truly seeing.
“Eleonora… no way, Eleonora…”
The proud, noble Eleonora was flapping her pussy joyfully before onlookers. And she’d declared someday Ariel would end up the same—eyes blinded by cock, betraying the royal family,
swearing loyalty to the Master who trained her into this lewd sow. Witnessing that, nothing else registered.
She had betrayed them.
The kingdom’s strongest female knight had fallen to lust.
Stark naked, in broad daylight, she was abducting the Saintess and holy knights.
What could she even say?
What should she say?
Ariel trembled, wanting to hurl abuse at the wicked group preparing to withdraw, but her mouth wouldn’t move.
But then, Eleonora’s image filled her vision. Reflexively calling her name, Ariel faltered at the sight of Eleonora lightly licking her lips.
Eleonora flashed a strange smile at such an Ariel and whispered toward her.
“Ariel, you already have plenty of talent as a sow, so you’ll surely receive lots of affection from Master alongside me.”
“!!”
As always, she called her not “Princess” but by name.
Crushing even the tiniest hope that this betrayal was a ruse to deceive enemies—the cruel knight.
Fallen for cock, so lewdly depraved!
Betraying them!
But Ariel’s mouth wouldn’t open.
That word from Eleonora’s lips: “talent.”
It pierced her, laced with composure, sending chills down her spine.
“No way, y-you knew… all along…?”
Eleonora merely giggled softly in response.
And as her new “Master”—the one who corrupted her—called her,
-“I’ll await the day I serve Master as a filthy sow alongside you.”
As if to say, “Think it over good.”
With those final words, Eleonora deliberately shook her plump ass and tits, vanishing in a flash of light.
Having witnessed it all, Ariel summoned attendants in disbelief, hastily dispatching knights to the church,
then ordered her servant.
Contact the sage of the Magic Tower.
And at that very moment,
Crackle, crackle-crackle—
“Eh? The place where that human male was earlier…?”
They say a man sheds more than tears. As a result of Sin Seon-dong constantly leaking precum, countless things he knew nothing of were happening in the spots he’d passed through.