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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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Having returned to the prison again, Delrin rushed to Pilmark and began to pull out her wedges one by one.
“Ugeuk…!”
So heavy!
But I had to pull them out. If I was dragged away by Neiva like this, I definitely wouldn’t be able to escape again and would live and die on a bed for the rest of my life…!
“So… damn… painful… keup…”
Pilmark clenched her teeth to endure not only the lingering pain but also the additional pain of pulling out the wedges.
However, the seal on the door was also about to be released…
-Grrrrrrrrr…
‘Shit, shit, shit!’
Delrin, repeating ‘I’m fucked’ in his head hundreds of times while urgently pulling out the wedges, couldn’t pull them out well with his rushed hands due to the anxiety that Neiva would soon burst in!
And what’s more!
“Delrin. This is… you, isn’t it? You’re the one turning it back? Time?”
Neiva’s agitated voice came through the gap of the a little opened door!
“So…! So that’s what it was. The Save this and that, the Load this and that, it was all!”
Neiva finally fully understood Pilmark and Delrin’s affair.
Delrin’s appearance, trying to shout something before her eyes, and Pilmark’s appearance, constantly stopping him and urging him to just Save!
Even Delrin’s voice, which had clearly shouted [Load] just before turning back time!
“So that’s what it was! Delrin!”
“Ah-heuk… Hurry up…!”
About three wedges left.
The seal on the door, half-opened.
“It wasn’t Phenola’s mercy, it was your ability, Delrin! No…! You were the gift that Phenola gave me.”
Neiva couldn’t control her excitement and began to crawl into the prison under the almost a quarter half opened door.
“If you shout Load, you go back to the past, right? Right? Then we can live forever! For life!! We can just keep living while Loading!”
“Qui…ckly… pull… ke-heuk…”
“It’s not coming out well! Ugh-heuk…”
Finally.
Neiva reached the best conclusion.
Hundreds of times. No.
Tens of thousands of times!
No, she could stay in this state forever, eternally torturing that trash, and eternally whispering love with Delrin.
Was this heaven?
Was her life of dedication finally being rewarded?
-Thud
Finally, one of her hands slipped through the gap in the door and entered the prison.
Seeing that, Delrin was startled and, suppressing the whimpering that was coming out, tried his best to pull out the remaining wedges…
“Delrin.”
Neiva, who had finally entered the prison, stared at his actions and tilted her head at a strange angle.
“What are you doing?”
“Hiiik!”
Delrin quickly hid behind Pilmark, pulled out the last remaining wedge, and hid himself.
“Ptooey… Look at her crazy eyes… Mad bitch.”
Pilmark, freely manipulating her purple liquid to fill the holes in her pierced body, watched Neiva, who was muttering strangely while lying on the floor, and slowly limbered up.
“Delrin… If I kill that bitch, yer mine. Got it..?”
I don’t want that…!
But for now, I have no choice!
“A, alright, so please just block h…”
“Delrin.”
Neiva called me.
Neiva, who had crawled through that narrow passage on the floor, looked up at me from under the almost half opened heavy stone door.
“Why?”
In that fleeting moment… Pilmark, who already knew she had no chance in a direct confrontation, picked up one of the wedges that had pierced her body and threw it at the center of Neiva’s forehead. Like the best thief, she had no hesitation in aiming for a moment of carelessness.
However, Neiva did not fall for it. Catching the fierce wedge that flew, tearing through the air, with her bare hand, she instead slowly stood up.
“What are you doing now?”
The recoil from catching that fierce, spinning wedge with her bare hand was considerable. Neiva’s pretty hand was torn to shreds, blood dripping from beyond the tattered flesh.
However, Neiva paid no attention to her hand. The only thing in her mind was Delrin’s frightened expression, telling her to release Pilmark’s seal and defeat her.
“Why?”
Why was Delrin backing away, frightened of her?
Why was he hiding behind that hateful thief?
Why?
“Delrin?”
The moment Neiva asked why, Pilmark picked up two wedges from her feet and rushed at her.
Although her body was not yet fully recovered, she seemed to have judged that she had a chance since Neiva’s hand was broken.
However, her judgment was in vain. Neiva stopped staring blankly at Delrin, and immediately bit her molars so hard they could have all broken, and grabbed her sword.
“Why!!”
Pilmark, in the middle of her rush, quickly ducked her head. Neiva’s sword passed right over her, and a long, pretty scar was left on the prison wall. The wall was gouged out along the path she had swung. A tremendous wind pressure.
After that, the two’s fight continued. Of course, the one being pushed back was Pilmark. Her not fully recovered body could not completely evade the furious female knight’s fierce attack.
Delrin, who had moved to a corner to avoid being caught in that difficult battle and was trembling, could only pray that things would turn out well for him…
-Crunch
“Ueuk…”
A hole was pierced through the center of Pilmark’s stomach.
With her ability, she could soon restore that pierced area, but Neiva did not give her a chance to recover.
And so…
-Slice
“Hiiik…!”
Pilmark’s head was separated from her body.
“Delriin!”
“Lo, Load!”
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[You have loaded to the save point.]
“Ke-heok… Shit…”
“Heuk, heu-euk… What do we do…”
“Quickly, pull them ooout…”
“A, alright. Please, this time…”
-Grrrrrrrrr
“Please, pleaaase…!”
-Slice
The second fight, Pilmark also lost.
“Why! Why are you doing this to me!”
“Load! Loaad!”
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[You have loaded to the save point.]
“Th’… this time I’ll take the win… Aye, I’ve got the knack o’ it now…”
“Please, please just win!”
-Slice
The tip of the angry woman’s sword is sharp.
Pilmark is defeated even faster than before.
“You said you loved me! We even made a marital bond!”
“Loaad! Load!!”
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[You have loaded to the save point.]
“Let’s… change th’ plan… Ye grab her eye…”
“Dr, draw her eye? You mean attention? How?”
“Rush a…”
-Slice
This time, even before all the wedges were pulled out, Neiva broke into the prison and cut Pilmark in two.
“Hiiik!”
“Keep trying. Keep trying like that! Delriin! How could you betray me! I said I’d give you everything! That I’d protect you! That I’d help you! But…! But you’re playing around with this thief? How could you!”
“Lo… Load!”
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[You have loaded to the save point.]
Neiva’s speed of entering the prison only gets faster.
Now, she enters the prison even before three wedges are pulled out.
Her emotions, as she crawls on all fours under the slowly rising stone door, become even more intense, and with each repetition of Load, she becomes more filled with rage.
“Why? For what reason? Why are you trying to run away too? Do you hate me? You said you liked it too, didn’t you? But now? I see. Now I get it. You… Delrin you! Was what you did with that bitch so good? You whore! You’re selling your body for that kind of pleasure? You!?”
“Load…! Heu-euk…”
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[You have loaded to the save point.]
And finally.
After shouting at the top of her lungs in a fit of rage during 15 regressions, and then mechanically killing Pilmark while gradually calming her excitement during the next 5 regressions, Neiva, who had cooled her emotions to the point of being cold during the following 7 regressions…
“Shii…it…”
“Quickly, quicklyy…!”
One wedge… Two… Three… Four…
“Ah, ah-heuk…”
At the point where not even half were removed, she immediately broke into the prison, rushed to Delrin, grabbed his wrist, and said.
“Delrin. I trusted you…”
A single tear of sorrow flowed from her eye.
Even while watching Delrin dazed from Pilmark’s abuse, she had tried her best to hold on. That was not Delrin’s true heart, but him suffering after falling for Pilmark’s cunning scheme…
But looking at what Delrin was doing now…
“I really trusted you…”
Before it was too late, Delrin knelt and, whimpering, put his hands together and begged. He had finally accepted that he could not escape this situation no matter how many times he regressed.
“Ne, Neiva! Please listen to me. Okay? It’s not that I did it on purpose…!”
“When you were on my back on the way home… you Loaded then. You didn’t want to go with me, did you? Heuk…”
The female knight shed tears she hadn’t shed in decades for the first time in a long time.
Her tears, which she thought had dried up after her sister left, now fell pitifully before Delrin.
‘I don’t want to die…!’
Under the desperate survival instinct that he couldn’t die like this, Delrin crawled and grabbed Neiva’s leg. His whimpering, pretty-boy face looked up at Neiva and cried out for mercy.
“I… I love you! Actually, I love you too, but I was so scared that…! No, I must have been crazy. No! Pilmark must have done something to me! Really! I really wanted to go with you, Neiva…!”
“Really…?”
“Ye, yes! Of course! I think I’m finally coming to my senses. Whew…! I can’t live without you, Neiva. Really!”
Neiva wiped her tears and embraced Delrin.
“Okay, okay… I understand…”
“Th… Thank you. Really… I can’t live without you, Neiva. Heuk… heuk…”
“Alright. Alright… You’ll listen to me from now on, right?”
“Ye, yes! I’ll listen to everything. Everything…!”
In that miserable situation, Pilmark tried her best to look away. It was probably because her mind was exhausted from the repeated sensation of death.
Like that, the struggle of the three came to an end.
Delrin was carried on Neiva’s back and dragged back to the mansion, and Pilmark was left alone in the underground prison, waiting for the international conference for her [execution].
It was hard to say which of the two faced a more miserable situation, but personally, I think Delrin’s side would be more painful in many ways.
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“Save.”
“Ri… Right now?”
“Yes. Now.”
“Save..”
[Save point setting complete!]
Delrin, who set a save point on the bed, for the next week…
“Alright. Ah… Now you’re really mine. Now…”
“Ueup…!”
had to endure sticky and dense sex (or rather, a considerably more intense female-on-top breeding press) without a moment’s separation from Neiva, who had gotten a vacation for capturing Pilmark.
And yet, Neiva, unable to wash away all her gloom and anxiety, forced him to [Load] six times.
Delrin, who spent a perceived six times a week… a total of 42 days under Neiva, became pickled in her alluring pheromones and captivating scent.
Pilmark also had to follow the regressions, so she had to experience the long 42 days as well, suffering all sorts of humiliation not only from the female knights but also from others who held a grudge against her.
The tattered man and woman seemed to have resigned themselves and accepted their situation, but their story does not end. No, rather, it begins to rage even faster.
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“Neiva. My justice, my will, my sword…”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Soon, a conference of unprecedented scale will be held.”
A white, pretty hand picks up a branding iron. The meeting of the two, which do not match at all, soon makes a terrible scream ring out.
“Kkeu-ha-a-a-ak!”
“The only person I can trust is you, Neiva.”
The smell of burning flesh.
Neither Neiva nor the Queen flinched and continued their conversation.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“This is the best negotiating card our Albator Kingdom has secured. You know what I mean, right?”
“Yes. I do.”
“Shii…it…”
Dripping blood.
Fishy and unpleasant smells.
“It’s exactly one month from now… so be prepared.”
Neiva thought of Delrin at home for a moment and hesitated, then bowed her head deeply and answered.
“As you wish, Your Majesty.”
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