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Thudâ¦â¦
Bang!
Lizzy threw herself on the floor.
Looking at this Ferzen laughed.
âYou canât even control yourselfâ¦â¦Even now the most you can do is control your bladderâ¦..What could you even accomplish being like this, Lizzy Poliana Claudia?â
âUgh, ah, damn itâ¦â¦!â
âYou are pathetic.â
Ferzen reached out his hand.
And caressed her pale cheek.
The act horrified Lizzy, and tears slipped out of her eyes.
âIf my legs were intact, I would have run away from you!â
But Ferzen, grasped her chin, ceasing her struggle.
And he stared right at her.
Her purple eyes shuddered in fear.
âN-Noâ¦..Donâtâ¦â¦.â
With his other hand, he grabbed her wrist.
And forcefully lifted her.
There was nothing she could do.
Wrapping one hand around her waist, Ferzen danced with her.
Yes, just like that nightmarish day.
Then, lowering his head he whispered in her ear.
â¦â¦âªâªâ©.
The same melody of that day.
âNoâ¦..Noâ¦..NOâ¦..!â
The memories of that day plunged Lizzy into the abyss.
Even if she struggled, she couldnât get out.
Before long, like a puppet with its strings cut, she collapsed.
Lizzy swayed along with Ferzenâs movements.
And just like on that day.
Stomp.
Ferzen lightly stepped on her ankle.
âAhâ¦â¦â
This was the catalyst as repressed memories and her trauma flooded her mindâ¦â¦
âIâm Sorry!â¦â¦ Iâm Sorry!â¦â¦ Iâm Sorryâ¦..!â
Everything came crashing down at her.
âIt hurtsâ¦â¦. Iâm Sorryâ¦â¦ It hurtsâ¦â¦â
Lizzy cried as the hallucinations of that day caused her pain.
âLizzy.â
After that, Ferzen stomped on her other ankle and laid her body on the desk.
Then he gently wiped her tears and whispered in her ear once more.
âHumans have instincts.â
Among them, fear is directly connected with the bodyâs need for survival.
âFollow them, trust in them, do not deny them.â
He could smell the familiar stench coming from her.
Annoyed, Ferzen lowered her head.
Even if she didnât soil herself like that time, the clear stain on her crotch area was undeniable.
âEvery time you face me alone, you canât even control your bowels, so what kind of revenge can you even hope to accomplish? Lizzyâ¦â¦The might of Brutein and the prestige of an Apollyon class Warlock are not something an incontinent child can overcome.â
Creak.
After saying his piece, Ferzen settled her down on her wheelchair, straightened his clothes, and opened the door.
âI will grant you one last chance, for you to reconsider.â
âGaspâ¦.Gaspâ¦..â
âListen to your fear, for it is the voice of reason.â
After Ferzen left the room, Lizzy collapsed again and cried for a long time.
Her trauma was eased with time, but her body still trembled.
Ferzenâ¦â¦Von Schweig Louerg.
The arrogant man, no the devil, didnât change.
âYouâ¦..Reallyâ¦.are the worstâ¦â¦â
Clutching the book she just borrowed, Lizzy left the room in a wheelchair.
2:23 PMâ¦â¦
She was late for her classes.
* * * * *
âMnâ¦â¦?â
âDid I wake you up?â
When I returned to the carriage, Euphemia looked at me with a drowsy gaze.
After instructing the coachmen I relaxed in my seat.
âUhâ¦â¦â
âWhat?â
âI thought we could get a little bit of breadâ¦â¦?â
âYes, we could. In the future, if you wish to eat something, just inform me. As long as itâs not too early in the morning I shall satisfy your wish.â
âOhâ¦â¦â
âWe could also procure some Luve since you liked it so much.â
âAhâ¦â¦â
Euphemia blushed a little at those words.
âThen letâs get a littleâ¦â¦Oh and what about lunchâ¦..?â
âWe can just eat the bread. Iâm not hungry. But you need to eat and take care of yourself.â
ââ¦â¦â
Euphemia looked at me, as I said those words.
Maybe she isnât used to this much kindness on my part.
âAhâ¦..N-no, not hereâ¦â¦â
I could never hold myself back whenever she looks at me in this manner, so I reached out my hands and gently caressed her bosom
âAhâ¦â¦..â
As I teased her nipple under her clothes, she moaned softly.
Thereâs nothing more alluring than seeing her accepting my advances like this.
Smerp.
âN-no, not the neckâ¦â¦It will leave a markâ¦â¦Ahâ¦..â
Doesnât she know that the more she tells me to not do something, the more I want to do it?
Squeaaaaak.
But just as things were starting to get heated, the carriage stopped in front of the bakery, so I kissed her one last time and opened the carriageâ door.
As soon as we entered the bakery, the sweet and pleasant smell of pastry greeted us.
Handing her a basket placed at the entrance, I ordered a generous amount of Luvé before sitting down on a bench.
After a little while.
It seemed that no matter the age or even the world, the nature of women is the same.
Even the small act of buying bread took a long time.
âI thinkâ¦..This much is enough.â
After 20 minutes, Euphemia happily approached me with a basket full of bread.
After paying and getting the break packed, we entered the carriage again.
Then taking one Luvé, I unwrapped its package and handed it to Euphemia with a spoon.
âEat it. The bread will leave a lot of crumbs, but not the Luvé. And also, you must be hungry since you skipped breakfast.â
âAhâ¦â¦â
Euphemia appeared a little hesitant, but she quietly grabbed the spoon and started eating the Luve.
âDo you like it?â
âHnâ¦.Itâs deliciousâ¦..â
âThat goodâ¦â¦.â
âUnâ¦â¦â
Reaching out to her, I licked the remaining Luvé on the corner of her lips.
Her soft lips carried the unique sweetness of the Luve.
The temptation proved too strong to bear, as I kissed her once again, coiling my tongue around hers.
Euphemia blushed, and licked her lips slightly after the intense kiss, then slowly, like a startled animal, she finished eating the Luve.
After this, turning my head towards the window, I gazed at the sky.
ââ¦â¦â
The weather was a bit cloudy.
It seemed like it would be a rainy night.
* * * * *
Drip-dropâ¦â¦..
As expected, as the evening approached, it began to rain.
The downpour was intense.
It didnât look like it was going to stop anytime soon.
Euphemia had long fallen asleep, even though it was only 7 PM.
Knock.
Knock.
âYou may enter.â
The door opened.
And a maid entered the room and gave me a slight bow.
âMaster, you have a guest.â
âA guest?â
I wasnât expecting anyone today.
âItâs Sir Roer Poliana Claudia, shall I send him back?â
âNoâ¦â¦ I will see him in the reception room.â
âYes, Master.â
The Imperial Knights are also in charge of the Academyâs security, so maybe he is here because of my meeting with Lizzy.
Otherwise, there would be no reason for him to be here.
ââ¦â¦â
As I walked down the stairs along the sound of the rain and entered the reception room, Roerâs enraged expression welcomed me.
âTake a seat.â
âFerzenâ¦â¦â
âFor you, itâs Lord Louerg.â
ââ¦â¦â
âTskâ¦..It seems that ignorance runs in your family.â
âYouâ¦..Are you even humanâ¦.?â
âThis is a pointless question. What do you think I am?â
âYou! Youâre nothing more than a beast!â¦â¦ If you had even a semblance of conscience you wouldnât reenact a childâs deepest traumaâ-!â
âI do have a semblance of a conscience, In fact, that was exactly why I gave her a choice.â
âA conscience you sayâ¦â¦..Hahahaha!â
The candles around the room illuminated Roerâs face as he laughed madly.
âIf you still had a conscience thenââ
âRoer Poliana Claudia.â
After cutting him off, I continued speaking.
âIf you wish for compensation, I shall grant you. If you wish for a public displayâ¦..I shall grant you that as wellâ¦..â
Ferzenâs ego stirred at this though.
But I suppressed it.
ââ¦..â
âWhat was done, cannot be undone. But I can give you anything you wish as a form of compensation. Butâ¦â¦You will never accept it, will you?â
No matter what I offer, they will always doubt my sincerity.
âI offered your sister this as well, but it seems that like her, you will choose to continue your senseless struggle.â
ââ¦â¦â
âDonât you know? Revenge always breeds more revenge. Hate will only create even more hate.â
Thereâs nothing more ironic than for me to say such things.
âDonât you agree?â
âShut upâ¦â¦â
âYes, I thought you would say that.â
âYou crazy bastardâ¦â¦Donât you dare pretend to be a saint, after what you did to my family, after what Brutein has inflicted upon usâ¦â¦Thereâs nothing more disgusting than to see the devil pretending to be an angelâ¦â¦If you are a man then at least donât act like something you are not.â
Roer got up and stormed off the room.
âMary.â
As I called her name, a maid appeared by the door.
âYes, Master?â
âMy âguestâ didnât have an umbrella. Give him one.â
âAs you wish, Master.â
After instructing the maid, I grabbed a glass, put some ice cubes in it, and filled it with whisky.
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The raindrops crashed against the window.
Looking at this, I took a sip of the whisky.
âRoer Poliana Claudia.â
Do you know?
From the moment I decided to kill the protagonist of this world, Ciel Midford, I chose to embrace my role as a villain, rather than struggle to try to be a hero.
âIf I canât untie the knotâ¦â¦â
Then all I have to do is burn it.
TL NOTE: heh chapters 69 â¦â¦ Nice
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