Chapter 260 – 260. Why Did She Love Him

Meiling, who had been learning Korean in anticipation of the day he would meet Jojun Jang, understood roughly what Jojun Jang was saying, but of course, Jojun Jang, who had not taken a communication potion, could not understand a single thing Meiling was saying.

“What is he saying now?”

“I waited patiently for you!!”

“Don’t shout. It’s crazy.”

“Yes!!”

Thinking that the interrogation would be difficult at this rate, Jo Joon called Ella, who was waiting outside, to translate. She was in a state where Ella had been studying her Korean quite hard in her hell. Thanks to her, she could roughly understand what Zhang Zhaojun was saying.

“Tell me again. What did you say?”

“Hey, I’ve been calm…”

Mei Ling met her eyes with Ella, and her voice gradually faded. For 10 of the 20 days she was locked up she was bullied by Ella for her nonsense.

She was constantly subjected to psychological pressure, such as blowing her wake-up horn right before going to sleep, or throwing all her food on the ground in front of her eyes in a state of starvation for two days.

“Master! This bitch says, she’s been nice!! It’s a bitch!! This bitch is crazy!!”

“What? Meiling, you bastard bastard..!! Your Liar!!! You think Galbeige!!”

“Uh…?”

At Zhang Zhaojun’s day line cry, Mei Ling was dazed in her moment. She thought maybe she’d caught all of her trashy delusions she had.

‘No way.. Did you read my thoughts..? Am I a slave, so I can read your thoughts?’

Meiling broke out in a cold sweat. Anyone can come up with a strange idea in their heart. It doesn’t matter what you think inside as long as you don’t get caught by others.

However, if it’s all uncovered, the story is different.

“Don’t lie, tell me what you just thought. Master asked!!”

“I’m sorry… Poetry, I hate it!!”

Despite Joon’s orders, Meiling clenched her teeth.

She couldn’t bear to tell Jo-joon Jang. It was clear that I would not be able to survive if I killed all of your other women and tied you up for the rest of my life and then told you that I wanted to raise you to my liking.

She disobeyed Zhang Zhaojun’s order in the hope that she would die, and soon Mei Ling felt her head ache. Moreover, she noticed that her eyes were bloodshot red with her blood dripping from her nose. It was clear that she would die if she held on like this any longer.

“Look at this bastard. Don’t answer Bring me the riding whip, Ella.”

“Yes!!”

“Turn off…!”

Meiling endured. If he collapses here, he will surely kill himself. Then, a happy apolife with Jo Joon becomes impossible.

Her early departure was an improbable ending for Mei Ling, who, shortly after her defeat, decided that she would become one of Jo Jun’s concubines. She was Mei Ling who thought that she should die after giving birth to at least one child of that human.

Joon had already seen through her twisted obsession. Just by looking at her eyes, she could tell what Mei Ling was thinking.

-How?

You might think. This is for a very simple reason. It was because there was already one person by Jo Jun’s side who thought similarly to Mei Ling.

It was none other than Ella. Ella, who, along with her twin sister Bella, was captured by Jo Jun and completely followed Jo Joon as a human being, her possessiveness and obsession with Jo Joon became extremely severe. So, whenever she has free time, she talks about her dreams to Jang Jo-jun.

For example, I want to throw everything away and just the two of us, or I want to get rid of everything and just you and me.

To be honest, in terms of madness, Ella was worse. This is because, in the first place, she was the only woman among Jo Jun’s women who enjoyed torture and massacre and had sadistic tendencies to the extreme.

As she tortured Roy in the Maw’s closet, she completely awakened to such tendencies. Although her older sister, Bella, is barely holding back.. Once her inhibitors wear off, like now, Ella has fully awakened as a sadist.

Yes, Zhang Zhao-jun has already encountered steamed madness. In his eyes, Mei Ling was fake madness. Ella doesn’t bother revealing that she’s crazy.

She rather tries to pretend she is normal. She, of course, didn’t do as well as she thought, so it just came out in her actions and words.

Anyway, Joon stared at Meiling’s bewildered eyes as if he was laughing.

Two twinkling eyes. The reaction of a person who has not yet completely abandoned himself. Joon smiled.

“How dirty and filthy have you been thinking? This fucking obsession is like a middle-aged woman.”

“Ouch…”

“It’s okay. If you don’t want to talk, don’t speak. It must have been a silly idea anyway. Like locking me up in a small room, raping me all day and then having an unplanned pregnancy, or reversing the master-servant relationship so that I can kill my women with my own hands and then be left alone with the despairing me. Right?”

“!?”

Mei Ling stared blankly at Jo Jun’s face. Jang Jo-jun showed this and smiled widely.

“You must have hit your daughter while delusional like that, right?”

“Oh, no… I didn’t have that delusion…”

Jo Jun did not listen to Meiling. Just then she thrust her foot into her pussy. He then grabbed her by the ankles, both bewildered, and let her feet slip between her crotches.

It was an act of sexual harassment called a motorcycle. It was an act that other women had never done before, but she could do it if it was Mei Ling, who was contemplating whether to kill or save the other person.

Since Mei-Ling is a prisoner of war, she can tolerate such cruelty. Thinking so, Zhao Jun expressed his shady desires and sadistic desires to her, Mei Ling.

“Shut up!!!”

As her feet trembled and the vibrations transmitted to her cunt, Mei Ling fell behind her in a moment of incredulity. It was a sensation of a kind she had never experienced before. She was weird and itchy and weird.

“You’re just going with this for the subject of playing an obsessive maniac? A crappy year.”

“Hey..! Swallow..!”

Zhao Jun insulted and scolded Mei Ling without any gaps. He also constantly hurt her self-esteem. The following 10-minute brother-in-law of selling motorcycles. Soon Ella returned with a riding whip, candles, hooks and ropes, and an eyepatch.

And in the meantime, Mei-Ling went away once. It was gone with just Joon’s foot technique.

‘This… Might be good…’

Jo-Jun Jang, who doesn’t understand Mei-Ling’s words at all, unilaterally sells and Klee’s stimulation is transmitted at the same time.

Her pleasure and self-doubt simultaneously covered her Mei Ling, and she realized that a small castle wall had sprouted within her.

‘Maybe… I… I just wanted to be treated like this…”

Masochistic tendencies. Was madness just a smokescreen to be bullied?

The more Jang Jo-jun insulted and trampled on her, Mei-ling felt that something that had not been fulfilled was filled. She realized it belatedly. From the moment she was abandoned by Jang Jo-jun, she wanted to be like this.

‘My… Me? Really… I was thinking like that…?’

Suddenly, Mei Ling really wondered if that was her idea. Suddenly she became confused. However, Jang Jo-jun did not give her a chance to get confused.

Zhang Zhaojun put an eye patch on Mei Ling’s eyes as she collapsed and gasped. Soon, Mei Ling, completely blinded, became more and more sensitive to the pleasure she felt coming from her cunt.

“Ha ha.. Ha.. How does it taste?”

“Hauuu… Churup… Haa…”

“This pervert bitch is out of her mind.”

Meiling was completely knocked down due to continued foot play.

Ella, who was waiting next to Jo-Jun Jang, dragged a chair from inside the building and put it behind Jo-Jun Jang.

Jojun Jang smiled at Ella’s quick support and sat down on the chair. Then, crossing his legs and holding the riding whip in both hands, he coldly murmured at Mei Ling, who was strewn about like garbage on the floor.

“How long are you going to stay asleep? Wake up soon.”

“Eww..”

Mei-Ling, who had tasted the orgasm and was sprawling on the floor and drooling, was startled by Jang Jo-Jun’s sharp voice and struggled to get up and knelt down.

Then Zhang Zhaojun brought her riding whip to the chin of her Mei Ling and commanded her.

“Open your mouth.”

“Ahhh.”

Zhang Zhaojun stuck out his tongue and saliva flowed into her gaping mouth. Her mei ling didn’t know what her fluid was coming down her own tongue, she just took it and swallowed it.

-Gulp. Gulp.

As she drank her saliva from her Zhang Zhaojun, Mei Ling realized what her desire was, which was tucked away deep within herself.

It was to be subdued by an overwhelming force and manipulated at will. Realizing this perverted tendency, Mei Ling began to feel her inner conflict.

It was the gap between her usual self and her inner desire.

She is a woman who was at the head of a group. She was a cold-blooded, selfish, and cruel villain who killed others to steal her skills and did not hesitate to kill.

That was the superficial Meiling. That was Mei Ling, who she thought was the ideal figure. She is a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of

Suddenly, Meiling realized that the word love was not there.

‘Wait… But since when did I start to like that guy? Why.. Did I follow Jojun Jang? Why the hell am I…’

Mei Ling wondered when she had been passionately in love with the man in front of her.

Mei Ling, who swallowed her saliva with her eyes closed and focused excessively on the man named Zhang Zhaojun, felt something strange, as if a Gestalt collapse had occurred.

She started to have questions one by one that she hadn’t had before.

[You were originally like that. You fell in love at first sight when you saw that man’s sharp eyes, Meiling. Is not it?]

‘Is that so…?’

Suddenly, someone muttered in her ear. Mei Ling blankly listened to the voice she heard. As her vision was obscured, her hearing sharpened.

[Yes, you were attracted to that man from the beginning. Whatever your disposition, you loved Jang Jo-joon in the first place. So, right now, wag your tail at the master and open your crotch.]

[Leave everything of yourself and just become a female.]

[Go ahead, bark like a dog and lick his body.]

“Keuk.. Damn.. I… I’m like this…”

She felt the will of something trying to lead her to some strange place. Someone is trying to change themselves.

Feeling an instinctive fear that she shouldn’t be left like this, Mei Ling hit her temple.

Then there was a feeling that something was wriggling in her head. At the same time, Mei Ling’s whole body felt weak.

A sense of helplessness and despair creeps up in her.

My pussy keeps getting itchy. She wanted to put something in it. The juice came out in abundance. Mei Ling suddenly became excited and felt her heart pounding.

It was not a natural phenomenon. Something was controlling her body, her hormones.

[Obey him. Right now.]

Mei Ling stopped resisting when she heard her voice once again.

She wondered what good all this was for.

Resistance is impossible anyway. You can’t even run away. No one is coming to rescue you. All of her comrades either died or became his henchmen.

[Yes, is it necessary to rebel against fate? You’ve already lost everything. Just accept it You’ll be happier that way, Meiling. It’s been hard all your life.]

‘That’s right. I want to stop being happy now. There is no need to keep me normal until I throw away my essence as a bitch. His desire to be his only woman… His desire to monopolize… I don’t know if it’s mine, but… It’s already too late. Quickly open your crotch and be happy. Let’s pursue pleasure by stomping on her head. I’m just his toilet bowl.’

Soon, Mei Ling fully conceded. Hopelessness. That led her to her abyss.

Mei Ling, as the fairy in her head said, she just decided to live her life as a toilet, following Zhao Jun’s orders.

A genuine smile finally returned to her face after she had lost her composure.

Giving up all her choices in the face of her despair, she was finally able to stand in front of her own destiny.

Meiling smiled broadly. Bella’s madness lingered in her eyes. She was, however, more obedient than that.

-Wriggle.

[To the one who was favored by ten thousand horses.]

[A lowly follower offers a gift.]

Joon won’t even know in his dreams. That her ‘witch parasite’, which had become part of her Mei Ling, had led her to this point. That she had been slowly changing her by hiding in a corner of her head in her Mei Ling, avoiding her eyes before her Mangwi.

He wouldn’t know that he made Jo Jun disobey the orders of the World Tree bit by bit and gradually made Jo Joon obsessed with fanaticism. It’s a fact that even Meiling herself doesn’t know.

Mei Ling thought of her witch parasitic whispers as a mental defect within her. Now that even Loki, who occasionally spoke to Mei Ling, had completely escaped, her witch parasite was no longer a problem for her.

A witch who looked into the abyss long ago laughed.