The Village's Desperate Plea
The wet, slapping sounds echoed violently as his cock slammed into Cecilia's depths like a pestle, again and again.
Semen that had already filled her womb and pussy overflowed with every thrust, but it didn't matter. There was plenty more where that came from.
"Haaang, haueut, ueut, hagueut―♥"
Only belatedly did the aphrodisiac effect of the semen kick in, and Cecilia's pained voice began to mix with cries of ecstasy.
Her eyes, glazed and unfocused, gazed up at him with a faint warmth burning in their depths.
As she watched the pleasure bloom across her slack, parted lips, she finally understood what it all meant.
She had felt it before, and she knew exactly what it was.
Love.
The emotion humans felt for other humans.
Ironically, Cecilia harbored affection for him.
More precisely, it was simply the emotion she had once felt toward Karlson that she was now experiencing because the Hallucination skill had turned her perception into seeing him as Karlson.
The Hallucination skill only altered her perception to see him as Karlson.
It did not change her surroundings or her recognition of the monsters around them.
If his skill mastery had been higher, perhaps that too would have been possible, but right now it was not.
Cecilia must have known deep down that the situation she was in was a dreamlike, abnormal one.
Yet she continued to writhe desperately within the hallucination, because she was trapped by the desire to deny reality.
She had been broken.
Her broken heart had chosen to take the easy path of believing she was loved by someone who loved her, and to surrender to pleasure.
Because it was easier.
Because otherwise she would not have been able to maintain her sanity.
While he greedily savored her twisted expression, the protagonist's climax approached.
He pressed his skin tight against the body of the woman who was using her own pussy like a fleshlight.
Thud—
Deeper.
With the intention of crushing her womb, he began to thrust violently.
Thud!! Thud!! Thud!!…
Accompanied by the violent sound of a blade stabbing into flesh, his consciousness was gradually sucked toward something.
"Buhuuut―♥♥"
While letting out a sound like a pig's squeal, the bitch beneath him howled.
Her broken will was shedding tears as it tried to vent its pain, but paradoxically her mouth was stretched wide in a smile of pure joy.
The gaze she directed upward at him seemed to be begging for something.
And her mouth voiced that plea in a louder voice.
"F-Fill me inside quickly, cum, cum for me, Captain―♥♥"
While savoring her twisted expression, he released the climax that had been building.
Gurgle, gurgle…
"Khuueet―."
Every time, the feeling of release was wonderful.
The satisfaction of filling a woman's depths with his own.
The thrill of coloring her with his own hue and breaking her.
It was perfect.
Addictive.
No, he was already addicted.
[That's why you live.]
Seongha added a subtle praise to his happiness.
Yes… This was why he lived.
For the time being he had been surviving, but now it was different.
Survival was still the priority, but just as humans could not live on food alone, he had found reasons in many different things.
And one of those reasons was right in front of him: to rape a woman like the bitch before his eyes.
"Huaaaat―♥"
Like releasing the breath he had been holding, Cecilia spat out hot heat as her eyes flew wide open.
While gazing in wonder at her own lower belly, which was slowly filling again, she was lost in ecstasy.
Her pussy contracted and relaxed repeatedly as it greedily swallowed the semen.
This bitch was currently feeling deep joy at having conceived the child of the person she loved.
On the other hand, she might have been wondering whether she could continue to feel that joy even after learning that it was the child of the monster that had burned down her homeland.
Slurp—
Drip, plop…
The overflowing semen dripped downward and fell onto Cecilia's face.
She blinked reflexively at the sensation of the semen that had fallen on her face, then extended her tongue to lick the semen off her cheek.
"Ah… Captain's… It tastes delicious."
With a bright smile, Cecilia reached both hands out toward him.
"Captain…"
She had been broken, and broken again, and twisted, and twisted further.
While prolonging her life by layering lies over reality, she said something she should never have said to him.
"I love you…"
While embracing his cheeks, she confessed her love.
While looking at the broken doll, his thoughts changed.
Originally she had been a monster that had given birth to her, and she had planned to kill Karlson with it.
That thought had not changed even now, but he had decided to add one more thing.
The monster that Cecilia had given birth to.
The two mothers would kill Karlson.
Now that she had become his precious puppet, she would kill the person she loved with her own hands.
[That will be fun.]
Seongha agreed with his thoughts.
'Right?'
[The reasons for living are increasing.]
'Yes, life seems to be getting more livable little by little.'
[Good.]
He laughed.
Seongha laughed silently as well.
Although Seongha had no physical form, he felt as if he were facing something right in front of him.
ding!
Human 'Cecilia' has been impregnated.
Captive Cecilia has been temporarily integrated as a subordinate.
A day had passed since the village fire had been extinguished.
A meeting was being held centered around Karlson and the village chief regarding the monster attack.
"We must immediately go into the forest and rescue the villagers!!"
One of the participants began shouting, and angry voices erupted from all sides.
"Those monsters took my daughter!"
"My wife too!!"
"Those are just goblins! We can't just sit still after our village was attacked by such creatures!"
"That's right!!"
"Look at the damage to the village! All the harvested crops have burned up, and all the tools and valuables have been stolen! We have to find all of those too!!"
While listening to the ominous voices spreading like an epidemic, Karlson clutched his throbbing head.
He too understood the villagers' hearts well.
Their home, which they considered their own, had burned down, and the people they loved like family had been abducted.
Of course, anger boiled up.
But now was the time to stay calm.
The villagers saw the monsters that had attacked the village as mere goblins and underestimated them, but Karlson thought differently.
It was a monster he had never seen before.
He had lived as a mercenary for a long time outside the village, but he had never heard of such monsters.
Of course, they were not strong monsters.
The short but final monster he had fought had not reacted to his attacks.
Just that alone made him guess that their power was equal to or slightly better than that of goblins.
But excluding that, the monsters that had attacked the village were by no means ordinary.
More precisely, the monster that had almost killed them at the end, the one that had worn Elisa's skin and infiltrated the village, was by no means ordinary.
A monster that imitated dead humans and spoke human language could not be called ordinary.
The action of burning only the village's main stronghold and taking only the tools and women was not a strategy that goblins could imitate.
Moreover, when they attacked the village and left, they had shown the forest in a blatantly obvious way.
It was intelligent.
They might have predicted that the angry villagers would head into the forest and made preparations accordingly.
No, not might have, but they knew and had prepared accordingly.
He could not fall into their trap.
There was anger, but right now he had to stabilize the village and request support from outside.
Several guards had died while blocking the monsters, and both body and mind were exhausted from extinguishing the fire.
Entering the forest without knowing what was there was a suicidal act in his current state.
Calmly, Karlson explained his thoughts to the villagers.
At first they listened with attentive expressions, but one of the participants could not hold back and raised his voice, changing the situation.
"So? Are we just going to wait like this? Karlson, are you out of your mind!? My wife was taken! We don't know if she's dead or alive, and you're telling us to just sit still!?"
"I'm not telling you to just sit still. With our current numbers, entering the forest where we don't know what is there is too reckless. Let's hire mercenaries, borrow the strength of outsiders, gather more people, and go. Moreover, right now all our guards are exhausted from extinguishing the fire. If we go like this, we'll only end up throwing our bodies into the flames."
Karlson explained calmly once more, but the situation did not change.
"Karlson, I know you shouldn't say this, but you don't understand our hearts because you have no family in the village. Not only the women who were taken, but also those who died while resisting the monsters. Asking us to waste time in this situation is something we cannot accept."
Clench.
"I agree!"
After clenching his teeth at another villager's explanation, Karlson shouted.
"I had to watch my precious subordinate being taken right in front of me!! Cecilia… Don't you all know? She has been my subordinate since she was a child, raised and trained by my own hands! I feel the same way… I want to bring that child here right away…!"
Amid Karlson's anguished cry, sobs burst out among the villagers.
As the group split, one woman knelt on the floor, showing her anguish.
The villagers who knew she was Cecilia's mother said nothing.
Thud.
"Let's do this."
The elderly village chief, who had been listening quietly in the center, brought his cane down on the ground and said.
"Let's take a day to stabilize the village and rest, then take everyone we can mobilize and enter the forest."
A day?
And leading untrained villagers into the forest?
Karlson had many things he wanted to say about the village chief's decision, but he held them back.
If he objected here, there was a possibility that even the day they had barely obtained would be lost.
'Is this the best…'
Karlson looked up at the sky and recalled his past memories.
'Cecilia…'
The child who had been dragged by the monster, grabbing her hair right in front of him.
The face of the girl who had hoped to be recognized by him every day, and who had harbored other feelings.
And.
The monster who had taken her away had also spoken meaningful words.
'I will kill you as painfully as possible. I will show you in front of you, your precious people, dying and being raped.'
While recalling that creepy monster, Karlson could not hide his unease.