Chapter 231
Chapter 231
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 64
>Chapter Title: Desire (3)
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‘S-Submission?’
Consort Seo’s pupils trembled wildly.
She had known he wanted something, but she never imagined he would demand it so brazenly.
‘This bastard dares!’
No matter how cornered she was, she was an imperial consort.
For a mere riffraff from the martial world to demand submission from her, the mother of this nation’s crown prince?
How could anyone say such a thing unless they were utterly insane?
She would rather die than submit to such a man just to save her life...
“I cannot yield to Your Ladyship!”
At that moment, the eunuch Yu Bong blocked Paeng Seok-im, who was seized by madness and desire.
However,
-Papapak!
“Keuk!”
-Kung!
Yu Bong took punches like lightning to his chest and abdomen, collapsing to his knees.
There was no way Yu Bong, who couldn’t even match the chief steward of the Eastern Depot, could handle Paeng Seok-im.
He couldn’t compete even barehanded, without using his sword.
Paeng Seok-im kicked the kneeling Yu Bong’s head and sneered.
-Puk!
“Guk.”
“A cockless whelp strutting around.”
Having felled Yu Bong in an instant, Paeng Seok-im turned to Consort Seo, licking his lips as he spoke.
“Seo Yang-hyo. Let’s see that fair flesh of yours.”
Paeng Seok-im breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot.
Seeing his desire-filled form, Consort Seo unwittingly stepped back.
Many men had lusted after her before, but within the palace walls, they had maintained at least a modicum of decorum and never uttered such vulgar words.
This was utterly humiliating and terrifying.
“P-Paeng Seok-im, do you think you’ll get away with this unscathed?”
“Unscathed? Who cares about that? Once you taste this thing of mine all night, you’ll never want to let go.”
Paeng Seok-im fondled his bulging crotch as he spoke.
She turned her head away in shame.
Was that the true desire and nature of that man?
It was too filthy.
If defiled by such a man, she felt she would want to bite her tongue and die.
With that, she addressed Mok Kyung-un.
“Didn’t you say you’d grant whatever I desire?”
“......”
“Mok Kyung-un!”
Seeing him ignore her completely, she bit her lower lip until it bled.
What kind of monster was this?
Consort Seo cried out desperately.
“Are you even human? You intend to just stand by while a frail woman is ravaged by that beast?”
She appealed to his sense of humanity.
She had no intention of giving Mok Kyung-un what he wanted.
Paeng Seok-im, approaching, glanced at Mok Kyung-un and burst into laughter.
“Puhahaha! You’re begging help from a lowly pimp like that?”
Though gripped by madness and desire, his senses were sharp.
In his eyes, Mok Kyung-un was just a novice at the pinnacle realm.
It was laughable that she sought aid from such a whelp.
-Whik!
Paeng Seok-im aimed his Demon Instant Sword at Mok Kyung-un and said,
“Hey, whelp. Want to try blocking it?”
At his threat, Mok Kyung-un smiled faintly and stepped aside.
-Suk!
“Of course not. Please, do as you wish.”
“You! You bastard!”
Consort Seo was dumbfounded by his actions.
Was he truly going to watch the mother of the crown prince, the noblest woman in the land, be defiled by such scum?
To her distress, Mok Kyung-un sneered.
“I wonder if His Imperial Majesty would approve of a woman defiled by another man.”
‘!?’
Her expression froze at his words.
She had only felt humiliation in that moment, but his words sent a whirlwind of thoughts through her mind.
If the emperor learned she had been taken by such a man, he would rage.
That rage might not end with this scum—it could extend to her, sullied, and even the crown prince.
Then everything would end in ruin.
‘No!’
The mere thought was horrifying.
Wrapping her arms around herself, Consort Seo screamed at the approaching Paeng Seok-im.
“D-Don’t come closer! If you do, I’ll bite my tongue and kill myself!”
“Kill yourself?”
-Pat!
In that instant, Paeng Seok-im, who had been savoring her fear as he slowly approached, closed the distance with lightness skill and struck her acupoints.
-Tatatatatatak!
Her body stiffened rigidly in a flash.
“Heuk!”
“No chance. I’ve waited so long for this moment.”
“You! You!”
“Don’t worry. I’ve made sure your mouth doesn’t have the strength to bite through your tongue.”
“What?”
“Since we’re doing this, I need to hear Seo Yang-hyo’s screams of ecstasy to truly excite this thing of mine.”
‘!!!!!’
Her face twisted in humiliation at his vulgar words.
“Heh heh heh.”
-Jjaaaak!
Enjoying even that, Paeng Seok-im laughed and tore off her ornate outer robe.
Her white flesh and undergarments were revealed.
Tears welled in Consort Seo’s eyes, unable to bear the shame as her clothes ripped.
It was too humiliating.
Was she truly to be defiled by such scum?
With trembling eyes, she looked at Mok Kyung-un.
‘!?’
She was speechless at Mok Kyung-un’s blank expression as he gazed at her.
Was that bastard truly human?
How could he watch this with such emotionless eyes?
-Kkwaek!
“Haaak!”
Then Paeng Seok-im seized her undergarment and chest wrap at once.
He intended to rip them off, fully baring her upper body.
Even seeing that, Mok Kyung-un stood with arms crossed, showing no reaction.
He was like a demon devoid of mercy.
‘How did things come to this with these monsters...’
She was caught between two impossible choices.
Being defiled by this filthy beast and cast out by the emperor, or submitting to that demon-like man—both were the worst fates.
-Jjaak!
In that moment, her upper body undergarments and chest wrap tore completely.
Her voluptuous upper body was laid bare.
Her skin, white and firm beyond belief for a woman who had borne a child, made Paeng Seok-im lick his lips and drool.
She stood frozen, unable to move, tears streaming down her shame-flushed face.
The sight only aroused Paeng Seok-im further.
“Heh heh heh.”
-Kkwaek!
“Aaaak!”
Paeng Seok-im roughly grabbed one breast, his other hand heading toward her lower body.
Finally, Consort Seo screamed in fury.
“I’ll do it! I’ll obey your will, so kill this bastard now!”
At her cry, Paeng Seok-im sneered.
“The great Consort Seo Yang-hyo, no matter how desperate, begging a whelp like that to kill for her body... How pathetic.”
“Did you hear that?”
Then, at the voice from behind, Paeng Seok-im scoffed.
He gripped the Demon Instant Sword’s hilt with his right hand, turning to Mok Kyung-un as he spoke.
“Whelp. Last chance. I’m in a good mood with great deeds ahead, so I’ll let this slide once. Get lost.”
“That’ll be difficult.”
“Difficult? Ha!”
Paeng Seok-im rose.
Turning fully, he aimed his sword at Mok Kyung-un and growled lowly.
“You must be dying to die, you pimp bastard.”
“Bad luck for you.”
“What?”
“If you hadn’t coveted another’s sword, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“What nonsense are you spouting!”
-Chok!
With a shout, Paeng Seok-im swung the Demon Instant Sword at Mok Kyung-un’s neck.
It was so fast it seemed it would sever head from body in one stroke.
Yet,
-Pak!
‘!?’
Paeng Seok-im’s eyes widened.
Mok Kyung-un’s palm had blocked the blade.
“What in the world...”
-Woooung!
Then, the Demon Instant Sword’s blade, touching Mok Kyung-un’s palm, trembled, emitting a sword cry.
Paeng Seok-im, gripped by desire and madness, couldn’t hide his shock.
The sword was reacting to this whelp as if alive.
‘The sword resonates?’
What was happening?
“Now, return my sword.”
“Your sword?”
“Yes.”
At that, Paeng Seok-im scowled fiercely and bellowed.
“Don’t spout nonsense! This sword is mine! No whelp like you can claim it!”
-Pat!
Releasing the blade from Mok Kyung-un’s hand, Paeng Seok-im tried to unleash a sword strike.
Then,
-Uduk! Uduk!
The veins on Paeng Seok-im’s hand gripping the hilt bulged wildly, as if possessed, unable to control his internal energy.
“Keup!”
Unable to endure the pain, Paeng Seok-im involuntarily dropped the hilt.
-Puk!
The fallen Demon Instant Sword stabbed into the floor, standing rigid.
Its blade quivered on its own, leaving Paeng Seok-im with an incredulous expression.
“W-Why does it reject me?”
Though a demonic sword, he had believed it chose him.
Yet clearly, the sword rejected him.
Then Mok Kyung-un gripped and pulled the upright hilt from the floor.
-Wooooung!
The sword cry grew louder, light emanating from the blade.
Paeng Seok-im’s eyes shook as he watched.
Did this mean the whelp truly was chosen by the demonic sword?
“Then farewell.”
“What?”
-Chok!
Before the question ended,
Paeng Seok-im realized something sharp had grazed his neck and clutched it in shock.
-Pak!
Mok Kyung-un lightly swung the Demon Instant Sword’s blade, shaking off blood.
Paeng Seok-im’s eyes filled with despair as he watched.
Ignoring him, Mok Kyung-un approached the immobile Consort Seo on the floor and released her sealed acupoints.
-Tatatatatatak!
Freed, she flinched and covered her chest with her arms.
Though ashamed, her resentment toward Paeng Seok-im burned hotter as she glared at him.
“Why haven’t you killed him?”
“I have.”
“You have?”
“Yes.”
“What are you talking about? He’s still alive and well, isn’t he?”
Paeng Seok-im, clutching his neck in anxiety, was still alive.
Mok Kyung-un chuckled and approached him.
Paeng Seok-im’s eyes darted side to side, signaling refusal.
But Mok Kyung-un ignored it, pressing a finger to his forehead and flicking.
-Tak!
Then,
-Srurururu!
Paeng Seok-im’s barely-held head slid back and fell.
-Kung!
-Pusyuk!
As the head hit the floor, blood fountained from the severed neck.
Consort Seo’s eyes went blank watching it.
Though the shameless wretch had tried to rape her, seeing his head severed right before her was maddening.
‘Monster... He’s a real monster.’
Yu Bong, holding his broken nose from Paeng Seok-im, inwardly clicked his tongue.
He hadn’t even seen the sword cut the neck.
Even the victim only realized after, frantically clutching the wound.
It was ghostly swordsmanship.
Amazed inwardly, Yu Bong rushed to Consort Seo and draped his outer robe over her.
“Eueu.”
Shivering, Consort Seo wrapped herself in Yu Bong’s garment hem.
Better than seeing Paeng Yi-mun’s head, but still revolting.
Cautiously, Yu Bong said to Mok Kyung-un,
“Her Ladyship is struggling, so could we move elsewhere and give her a moment?”
“That’s not hard.”
Yu Bong inwardly sighed in relief.
Naturally relocate, hand her to the palace maids, then stay out of sight.
After betraying them, lingering in view wouldn’t help.
“Then, if you’ll escort Her Ladyship briefly...”
“Ah, almost forgot.”
“Yes?”
Mok Kyung-un shook his head at the questioning man.
“Not talking to you.”
Consort Seo, trembling, looked puzzled.
What had he almost forgotten?
Mok Kyung-un smiled faintly.
“Since you promised submission, shall I show you the fate of traitors?”
‘!!!!!’
At those words, Yu Bong flinched and tried to speak to Mok Kyung-un.
“M-Mok Young Master. I too pledge loyalty to you...”
-Chok!
Before he finished,
In a blink, Mok Kyung-un’s sword was above Yu Bong’s head.
Yu Bong’s eyes widened in terror.
Then,
-Srurururu!
A vertical red line appeared down the center of his face.
Consort Seo slowly turned her trembling head.
As she did, blood flowed from the line, and Yu Bong’s body split in two with a crack.
Blood from the halves splashed her body.
-Pupuput!
Frozen in fear, she couldn’t move.
Mok Kyung-un gently stroked the bloodied cheek of Consort Seo as he softly said,
“I trust you’ll behave properly.”