Chapter 238
Chapter 238
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 238
Chapter Title: Basic Things?
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‘Ah…’
In the end, right before her very eyes, Christia had been ravaged.
Violet leaned back against Sin Seon-dong's chest, gazing at the completely unconscious Christia.
Her pussy was spasming wildly, mouth gaping open as if to prove that a man's cock had been buried inside it just moments ago.
And from that slit—no, it could only be called a hole now—a trickle of blood mixed with pinkish semen oozed out, clinging to the silver pubic hair that neatly framed her pussy.
It was as if it were carving into Violet’s own eyes the fact that Christia had just been through hell—not only brutally fucked so hard she couldn’t even close properly, but also filled with seed from that hideous bastard.
Gurgle, gurgle. So much semen had been pumped into Christia's pussy that it was impossible to gauge the volume as it continued to spill endlessly from her gaping hole.
‘I should have... I should have taken it... I should have been the one ravaged…’
That semen should have gone into her own belly.
For the sake of continental peace as a saintess, for the sacred mission bestowed by the Goddess.
And for Christia, who had innocently trusted her and followed her all the way to this remote place, enduring hardships without knowing anything.
She should have been the one violated.
But all her efforts had been in vain, and in the end, poor Christia had been fucked in her place.
Violet glanced once more at the unconscious Christia with eyes brimming with tears.
Then her gaze shifted to the woman's grotesquely splayed crotch, and she covered her gagged mouth with both hands, letting out a sigh.
‘Christia… what are we going to do… it's still so wide open…’
There was no going back now.
As Christia herself had said, a pussy that lost its purity, a pussy that had tasted cock, would never close its mouth again.
‘I should have been the one ravaged…’
Remembering how neatly closed Christia's pussy had been in the past, Violet felt a flood of mixed emotions surging from the sight of that defiled, ruined slit.
It should have been her.
The blood should have flowed from her own pussy, and that scalding semen—hot enough to burn just looking at it—should have heated her belly.
It was her own immaturity, her failure to seduce that man and take his cock.
She should have spread her legs proactively, begging him to fuck her, pleading for him to shower her with his affection so he couldn't hold back.
But reality offered only the sight of Christia being ravaged right in front of her, leaving Violet to stare blankly.
Violet felt her nose sting as if she might burst into tears again, but at the same time, she shook her head vigorously against the fishy metallic tang of blood and the lewd night-flower scent invading her nostrils.
‘Crying won't change a thing!’
No matter how much she wailed, Christia's purity wouldn't return, nor would that bastard get struck by lightning.
Until now, Christia had been there to support her weakness, allowing Violet to shed tears.
But not anymore.
Now she truly had to handle everything alone.
Even the steadfast Christia had been defiled by that pack of wolf-like villains—what good would her crying do?
So Violet steeled herself to shout at Sin Seon-dong, who was looming over the collapsed Christia, demanding that he fuck her instead.
“More than that, isn't it kinda rude for you to pull that insolent shit on her and then pass out alone? Shouldn't you fuck her more thoroughly here in the chief's office?”
“?!”
‘More?! Fuck her more while she's passed out?! Ravish her again now that she's unconscious?!’
Such barbarity!
Even if Christia had some degree of consent, objectively speaking, she'd been forced.
But what was this man saying? It sounded like he was punishing her for some grave offense, treating her like a cheeky slave deserving discipline from her master.
Violet bristled, ready to snap back at him—
But then she saw Eleonora carefully bowing to Sin Seon-dong and waited for her words.
“Even if she's out cold, she'll recover quickly enough as a holy knight captain, but it might be too much right now, don't you think?”
She always wandered around naked and spewed nonsense the moment she opened her mouth—Violet had thought she'd completely lost her mind, but apparently not.
Violet let out a small sigh of relief, as if to say it was about time.
“All my sows at home starved to death, huh?”
“!”
Violet flinched at Sin Seon-dong's words, noticing Urga—who was holding her—tremble just like Eleonora, and glanced up at her in surprise.
“Master? So does that mean…”
“You really went brain-dead from just looking? It means I'll fuck you if you lock this bitch up and kneel obediently beside her—why, don't you want it?”
“Hnnngh… No! Right now, right this instant! I'll lock up this insolent slut and drench my pussy hot!”
Krung—!
No sooner had Sin Seon-dong finished speaking than Eleonora snorted fiercely.
She squirted pussy juice right there on the spot, stamping her foot. Just the promise of being fucked had her climaxing from imagination alone.
‘I-Is his cock... that good? I've seen it before, but to smile so radiantly…?’
Though an enemy now, she wasn't some twisted monster—just a woman fallen into lewd depravity.
Her actions were obscene, but her beauty drew the eye, and that smile blooming from it was so radiant it momentarily made Violet forget her anger toward Eleonora and Sin Seon-dong.
“I'll get it ready right away!”
“?!”
Thud!
But the moment passed. Violet yelped in shock as Eleonora grabbed the unconscious Christia's ankle carelessly and dragged her off the sofa.
She hauled her across the floor like a slaughtered pig from the abattoir.
Violet could bear it no longer—she yanked the gag from her mouth and screamed.
“What are you doing!!”
“What? Weren't her hands tied?”
“Huh? Wait, did I not tie her?”
“Eek! Let, let go! Let her go!”
But all that came back was the tragic reality of being scooped back into Urga's arms, reduced once more to her personal teddy bear.
Still, Violet thrashed in Urga's embrace, determined to speak her mind.
“She's unconscious! Even if Christia's tougher than most, she's passed out! You fucked her so rough she blacked out, and now you're dragging her like that…!”
“Hmm, yeah, that's debatable. Eleonora!”
“Yes, Master.”
That's right!
Even if they were pathetic sex slaves now, they deserved at least basic human treatment!
Violet snorted triumphantly as Eleonora cautiously released Christia's ankle.
But it was short-lived—now Eleonora grabbed her ponytail, yanking her along by the hair.
Violet flailed desperately, aching to rush to Christia, but how could this frail saintess overpower the iron arms of a frozen warrior princess?
“Eek! Let, let go! Let her go! Eek… Christia! Wake, wake up! Christia!”
“Heh heh, calling out to the bitch who passed out from loving my cock so much—what good'll that do?”
“Shut up! Christia!!”
In the end, Violet was dragged along after Eleonora like Hansel and Gretel dropping bread crumbs, forced to watch as Christia was hauled toward the pigsty, dripping blood-mingled semen from between her legs.
Once the silver-haired female knight—filthy with dust but unscathed—vanished from sight, Sin Seon-dong finally peeled his heavy ass off the sofa and stretched.
“Alright, then. I'll savor that naughty knight later… Wanna join in, sis?”
“N-No thanks! I'm good—gonna go cuddle up in bed with you first!”
Cuddle up? Violet shot a disbelieving glare at Urga holding her, then flicked her eyes to Sin Seon-dong.
‘Birds of a feather, huh? Just like the evil heretics who don't worship the Goddess—their deeds are wicked, they match each other wickedly, and that cock of his…’
Eek?!
Only then did Violet realize Sin Seon-dong was still naked from the waist down, stretching casually.
She squirmed in panic, but her eyes refused to leave the cock glistening with bloodied semen and pussy juice.
‘That thing… that’s what ravaged Lady Eleonora so thoroughly and crushed Christia’s purity…!’
A monstrous cock that might pierce her own pussy any moment in the near future!
Unaware or uncaring of Violet's blazing glare fixed on his cock, Sin Seon-dong swung his hips, making it sway like an elephant's trunk.
Violet recoiled in horror, thrashing to flee, but unlike her, Urga strode toward him step by step.
“Why?”
“B-Before we go… can I just have a quick taste?”
“Heh heh, sis, you're really hooked now, huh?”
“Sh-Shut up! That Eleonora bitch slurped it all up, so I'm just curious!”
Urga still vividly remembered Eleonora licking her virgin blood and mocking the 'wild boar musk flavor.'
Ignoring Violet's struggles, she approached Sin Seon-dong and knelt lightly.
“Perfect timing anyway. Eleonora left without even cleaning it up—she got too excited.”
“Kehm, that rag of a slut always calls herself your cum dump or whatever, but she can't even handle basic cleanup?”
‘Cleanup?! Basic things?!’
She knew it.
Violet knew all too well what those two words meant together!
Staring at the dangling cock before her, her face flushed as she let out a small squeak.
‘Seriously? For real?’
“Scold her later, sis.”
“Of course! She's dead meat by my hand. But first…”
Feed that cock to my mouth pussy quick.
Violet's eyes started spinning.