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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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The Great Thief Pilmark!
She had finally revealed herself.
“Hmph…”
Neiva and Delrin, She stepped into their sacred and lewd bedroom.
Seeing the female bandit he had not seen in a long time, Delrin felt an instinctive fear and anxiety, as if his heart had stopped for a moment.
His state was like that of a poor little mouse before a snake.
“Eh, e-ha”
-Thud
Delrin, trembling and desperately trying to get away from the bandit, soon found his back against the wall.
Pilmark seared that sight into her eyes and licked her lips. However, she did not run straight to Delrin.
“Keo… keoheuk…”
There was an order to everything. First, she had to face Neiva, who was lying on the floor, grinding her teeth…
Grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up sharply, Pilmark whispered.
“Did I no tell ye I’d be killin’ ye for sure? Aye, this be yer goodbye!”
With that final farewell, Pilmark threw Neiva into a corner.
The pitiful woman could not tense her body properly and had no way to resist Pilmark’s actions. She flew helplessly and collapsed.
“Delrin, ye missed me somethin’ fierce, eh? Aye, I ken it too.”
-Thump, thump…
Pilmark walked to the door. She closed it quietly.
-Click
The sound of the door locking.
As soon as he heard that sound, Delrin uttered a single word repeatedly with his powerless mouth.
“Ho! ho! ho!”
“Ye ken fine it won’t work.”
She was right.
He accepted the advice and let out all sorts of screams this time.
“Hooo! Hahp meee!!”
Nooo! Help me!!
-Flump
Delrin came down from the bed as if escaping and slammed the floor, asking anyone nearby to protect him.
-Bang, bang, bang!
“Hee! Hee!”
Here! Here!
He must have been hoping that the people below would hear that sound.
It could not be helped, as that was the last thing he could cling to, but the sight was quite pitiful and pathetic.
Our Pilmark seemed to watch the noisy Delrin for a moment, then she soon walked over to him with a click-clack sound, grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, and headed for the bed.
Delrin screamed to the end, flailing in the air, but in the end, nothing changed.
Pilmark, who already knew that sad fact, covered Delrin’s mouth and whispered in his ear.
“If ye keep squawkin’ like that, only the poor bastards runnin’ up here’ll end up dead. Ye think the ones what cook and scrub can take me on? Shall I gut the whole lot o’ them, send ‘em screamin’ to the afterlife wi’ that bastard?”
The man’s voice, which had been ringing in her hand, subsided. It might have been that he was scared by that eerie threat, or it might have been that he had accepted his own powerlessness.
It did not matter which it was. Because nothing really changed.
“Been a while, eh? Aye, that it has.”
Pilmark wiped away a single tear falling from beside Delrin’s eye with her finger and smiled.
That lewd and sinister smile was no different from the one in the bandits’ hideout, so Delrin shook his head vigorously along with the old memories that came to mind.
No..!
“Hmm… Naw? Yer doin’ this ‘cause ye don’t want to, eh?”
Instead of an answer, his gaze, full of resistance, was shot at Pilmark.
It was to the point where one would want to applaud his excellent will, which had overcome fear.
“Aye, fine. If it’s not what ye want, nothin’ I can do ‘bout it.”
Pilmark surprisingly seemed to back down obediently and got off the bed, then…
“Ye filthy wench! This be all yer bloody doin’! Damn ye, ye rotten bitch!”
She let out her anger without restraint, landing a merciless soccer kick on Neiva, who was groaning on the floor.
“Ah.. ahe! Ahe-eh!”
Delrin, startled, crawled over and grabbed Pilmark’s waist.
Of course, with his meager strength, he could not stop the woman’s kicking. And so, he mustered a little more courage, squeezed his eyes shut, and covered the fallen Neiva with his body.
Even though she had fed him with her mouth and sometimes showed an eerie side, she was the righteous knight who had saved him.
He had been subjected to sex because she kept pushing, and she had clung to him, asking him to become her husband… but he could not just watch her die.
To be honest, was it because he had enjoyed the sex himself? The sweet, pure-love sex with a beautiful knight named Neiva?
No.
In fact, Delrin could not understand it well either.
He was not sure of his own actions and feelings.
However, he had thrown his body to block Pilmark’s path.
Because he could not let Neiva die.
That was all.
“Huu, hu…”
Pilmark, who was breathing heavily for a moment from the exhilaration of violence, saw Delrin shielding Neiva as if protecting something precious and ground her teeth.
“Well now, what’ve we got here? Ha!”
-Squeeze!
Pilmark seized Delrin by the hair with a fierce grip!
“Ahaak! Ah-heueu!”
Delrin let out another scream at the sensation of it being pulled taut. The pain, as if his head would be pulled off from the body, continued to torment him.
However, Pilmark paid no mind to Delrin’s tears and screams and roughly lifted him up in that state and threw him onto the bed.
Although it was a fleeting moment, Delrin’s action, which was enough to enrage Pilmark, had succeeded in turning Pilmark’s attention, who had been kicking with the intent to kill, toward himself.
I did not know if it was a good thing. But as Delrin had wished, Pilmark no longer kicked Neiva.
Instead…
“Did ye get all soft in the meantime, eh? Huh!? Couldn’t even last a bleedin’ week!”
“Ehek! E-hek…!”
Delrin’s carotid artery and trachea were being compressed. To put it simply, Pilmark’s hand was choking Delrin’s neck very roughly.
“Ye filthy bastard…! I spent the whole damn week lookin’ for a way, thinkin’ o’ nothin’ but ye! Even while they were breakin’ me, it was only ye in me head!! And ye! Ye went off wi’ her… that cheap wench? Ye, of all folk, wi’ that bitch?!”
“Ek-euh… geu-euk…”
However, she could not bring herself to choke Delrin with all her might. With her grip strength, she could surely snap his neck in two, but the feeling of love that had taken root in her heart prolonged Delrin’s life.
“Ye fucked her, aye? Fuckin’ hell… I dinnae need to see it. I know the whole bloody truth!”
The sensation of being choked just enough not to die and not to faint.
A kind control of strength that choked him right up to the point of fainting, making him feel that terrible sensation with his own body.
Delrin trembled with a bright red face and flailed. His hands tapped on Pilmark’s strong wrist, begging for mercy.
“Heu-oh…”
“Aye… I can forgive it, all of it. Wasn’t what ye wanted, eh? Had no say in it. That bitch must’ve put the blade to yer throat. Else why’d ye let me go…?”
As Pilmark loosened her grip with a much softer tone, only then was Delrin able to breathe heavily and let tears stream down his face.
Looking down at him from above, Pilmark spoke.
“Don’t matter if ye didn’t. No matter how ruined ye get… in the end, long as ye stay by me side, it’s all fine.”
“But…”
“Nay… not a chance in hell I’ll forgive ye. Ye filthy bitch.”
Pilmark walked toward Neiva again, and pulling her up by the hair, she slapped her across the face.
-Slap, slap, slap!
“Ye fuckin’ bitch! Drop dead, and be done with it!”
The emotional slapping, as if releasing everything that had been pent up, continued.
-Slap! Slaaack!
“Fuckin’ bitch! Fuckin’ bitch!”
Only after Pilmark was satisfied with the tingling sensation in her hand did the merciless slapping end.
However, as if Pilmark’s revenge was not yet over, she dragged a chair over, placed it squarely in a spot with a good view of the bed, and then sat Neiva on it and tied her up tightly with a rope she took from her waist!
“Keu… heuk…”
Neiva, who was letting out a groan,
“He-euk, he-euk…”
And Delrin, who was on the bed feeling the aftereffects of being choked,
both instinctively knew what Pilmark was about to do.
“Watch close from there, aye? Keep yer eyes wide open… right up till the moment ye die.”
-Slaaack!
After slapping Neiva’s wounded cheek one last time, Pilmark threw off her clothes without hesitation.
With only a lewd pair of panties and a bra left on her hips, that excellent body, a proper mix of bandit tattoos, a few scars, and beautifully toned muscles, approached Delrin.
“Don’t… do it…”
A single word uttered with difficulty by Neiva.
“Idiot. What d’ye mean, ‘don’t do it’?”
That difficult word was buried by Pilmark’s one curse, and the bandit’s boiling sexual desire, which she had held back for a week, ignited on the bed.
“Delrin. Long time, right? I’ll have ye forgettin’ that fool ever existed, I’ll make damn sure of it.”
“Eueung…”
There was no particular meaning in shaking his head now.
It just gave a slightly rebellious feeling, giving Pilmark a little more excitement.
“Oh? This not to yer likin’,eh?”
How could I like it!
How could you do something like this in front of a dying person…!
Delrin, who was thinking this, tried to resist to the end even though his neck had been choked very roughly.
However, his clothes were taken off one by one.
First, his top was taken off, and Pilmark briefly embraced Delrin’s exposed upper body and licked her lips.
Next, his pants were taken off. Even his underwear was pulled down with them. Despite Delrin’s resistance, trying to hold onto his waist for a moment, his pants and underwear had no choice but to come down.
“Right… shite… this is it…”
Pilmark embraced Delrin in a tight hug. On Neiva’s soft and wide bed, the two, a man and a woman, pressed their bare skin against each other and felt each other.
“Delrin… Delriiin… I held on, thinkin’ only o’ you. Let’s not be torn apart again, aye? N-never again… Sss-eup…”
Just like when he was first raped, this time too, Pilmark took in a deep breath of Delrin’s scent and smiled ecstatically.
“Haa… Delrin…”
“Hee-uh… hee-uh…”
“Get over here. What d’ye mean, ‘ye don’t want to’?”
-Jyu-eup
Their lips met.
“Eueueup…”
However, Pilmark’s tongue, which was about to enter the other’s mouth, had no choice but to retreat in the face of Delrin’s strong resistance.
“Ah, I’m goin’ outta me mind… Haaah… Ye’re doin’ this on purpose, aren’t ye? Tryin’ to get me angry, eh?”
-Slap, slap!
Delrin’s cheeks also got a scolding from Pilmark’s palm.
“Ah-heu! Heu!”
Even though she was hitting him quite lightly, Delrin had no way to endure the pain. It felt as if he were being hit with a fist.
“Open. Open up!”
But still, he held out.
“Ye, really…!”
Of course, it was meaningless.
Delrin’s mouth was soon forced open by Pilmark and began to be toyed with by that lewd tongue.
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