Chapter 117 – Yuria’s Worried

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There were close to ten women in the large bathhouse in Goseong.
They were all humans, slaves prepared by Margaret to attend YuRia’s bath, and they were all naked.
Their eyes were all out of focus.
Like the sorceress who used the recovery magic last time, her personality was erased.

YuRia, who entered her bath with her long towel wrapped around her, looked at them and frowned at her.
Unlucky. She hated that a noble being like herself had to be served by such passive humans.

“Why?”

Margaret’s eerie voice followed.
YuRia was taken aback.

“Uh, Mom… I’ll just wash myself…”

“Okay? Okay.”

Margaret, who readily accepted her offer, approached the slaves and wagged her tail.
A slave who shuddered at every stab in the back of her neck.
They soon gathered in groups of threes by Margaret’s side, with her whole body drooping.

“Mom will wait on these… Call them if you find it difficult to wash.”

No way.
But it was foolish to make Margaret angry by talking back.

“Yes…”

YuRia, who answered helplessly, avoided Margaret’s eyes and dipped her body in her hot water far away from her.

“Ha…”

The temperature is so warm that you can breathe comfortably.
Having splashed water on her own shoulders, Yuria went to the middle of her bath and sat down with her buttocks on the floor.
Water up to her chin. Depth is good enough.
She thought as she brought her knees together and hugged her.

‘I’m changing…’

When she killed Aaron, her iris turned purple as she felt cool.
The pupils, like her mother, were wickedly ripped upwards.
It must have been because of Tyrat’s conspiracy.
But she did not hold her resentment towards him.

She was convinced that the Thai rat was Jihyeok.
She used to be her enemy, but not now, she is the absolute person she loves the most in the world.
I didn’t have the courage to complain to him like that.

YuRia looked at her own face reflected in her transparent water.
Light green hair, same color eyes, round irises.
She was in the form of a beautiful female warrior, the Beast Slayer.
She has the mindset of punishing evil.
That evil is human. In the past, even monsters were included, but now, monsters are defined as good.

No, actually, even this is ambiguous.
I want to throw away the distinction between good and evil and justice and just follow what Jihyeok tells me.
The moment Yuria thought about that for a while,

Sooooo…

Her light green hair slowly turned black from the ends.
Her surprise opened her eyes wide.
Her hair is back to its original state.
Suddenly, Yuria’s eyes turned red when she was frightened, and her tears flowed.

“… Black…”

I wanted to hear an honest story about myself from Ji-hyeok, but I was disappointed that he kept avoiding the conversation with ambiguous words.
Is it because she still has something she doesn’t know? I do not know.
After thinking about this and that for a while, YuRia lowered her head, dipped her face in her water, and exhaled.
Then, her foam tickled her face as it bubbling up her cheeks.

“Puha…!”

Lifting her head and wiping the water from her face with her hand, Yuria found her mother standing outside her bath and she examined her body.
The perfect body even for the same woman.
The wings and tail are a little different, but that’s what I thought when I saw it from my point of view.
From the point of view of a mother who is a dark horse, it was a lustful and attractive body part that was most suitable.

“Why…?”

“Mom, the shower is over, are you still there?”

“I… I’m not done yet.”

“End quickly. Because we have to go to an audience with the Demon King.”

“I want to be alone for a while. Even if I’m not trustworthy, can you please do me a favor…? I’ll go to the audience room without leaking anywhere else… By all means.”

Margaret snorted.
Margaret, who was staring at her daughter, nodded.

“Okay. I’ll be scolded by the Demon King… But for the sake of our daughter, I’ll take it.”

“Thank you, Mom…”

“I’m giving you special permission because you seem to know your subject well now.”

Yuria showed a displeased expression.
No matter how much the demon king is a more important being than herself, her daughter… You dare to say such a thing and scratch your insides.
I was suddenly very annoyed.
Right now, Jihyeok must be thinking of himself as more important than his mother.
Mother had to know the subject. It’s not enough to beg for attacking him, but he’s showing that kind of attitude.

“Please leave…”

Seeing Yuria’s venomous eyes, Margaret snorted.

“Are your eyes puffy? Are you going to fight with your mother?”

“Get out.”

“To be persecuted by your daughter… I feel sad.”

Margaret, tongue-tied, walked away from Yuria with an expression of disapproval.
In the steamy bathhouse, YuRia slaps and claps! I heard that
It seemed that the angry mother was taking out her anger by killing the slaves.
After a while, the bathtub became quiet. The smell of blood mixed with the steam and made Yuria frown.

“Annoying…”

YuRia, who wanted to tell Jihyeok to punish her mother, buried her face in the bath again.

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After taking a bath, YuRia was waited on by demons.
I would rather die than be waited upon by humans without reason, but being served by monsters was fine.
The appearance of the female demons drying their hair and putting on dresses in a dignified manner was like the direct servants of the demon king who were properly educated.

Yuria looked at herself through the straight mirror brought by the attendant.
This is not a traditional alluring dress, but a dress with short frills that exposes bare legs.
The color is dark black. From gloves to shoes and jewelry, everything was the same.
The light green hair and eye color didn’t match the color of the dress, so it was a little bit of a jade.

I think blonde would suit her a little better… I’ll have to unleash the transformation.
Because there was no reason to remain a beast slayer anymore.
The moment Yuria made up her mind, the device emitted light and the transformation was released.
Returning to her original blond hair, she looked around her body in front of the mirror and made a satisfied face.

Having bitten off all the attendants, she took a deep breath and headed for the audience room.
There was no one in the hallway, and it was empty and quiet.
A small blush appeared on YuRia’s face because she felt like Jihyeok and herself living in a separate building.

Arriving in front of the audience room door, Yuria swallowed her saliva as the door was firmly closed.
What will happen here? Can I finally hear the truth today?
With determined eyes, she pushed the door open.
Then he bit his lower lip and wrinkled his brow.

“Ah…♡ Mawangnihim! It’s too strong…!”

Because Jihyeok was having sex with Margaret.
Seeing my mother screaming with eyes wide open, I was annoyed again.
Even though he came, he had intercourse with that lowly Yinma… I thought I would be able to hear an important story, but I was devastated.

Margaret flutters in front of Ji-hyeok.
It was so vulgar that his tail twisted around like a snake and his wings flapped every time he was stabbed by his cock.
Fortunately, the sex seemed to be over soon.
Because Jihyeok pulled Margaret’s hair tight.

When Yuria and herself were juniors, Jihyeok used to pull his hair whenever he felt a sense of ejaculation.
Looking at her now, she’s clearly about to ejaculate.
Thinking that it was fortunate, Yuria suddenly sharpened her teeth.
It was because Ji-hyeok was jealous of her mother for what she had done to her.

“Kyaaaaa…♡”

Margaret’s whole body stiffened, and her long chatter faded away.
White slime dripped from under the spread legs.
When the ejaculation was over, Margaret moved forward, pulled out the cock, then turned and fell to her knees.
Then he put his cock in his mouth and started cleaning.

‘I really hate it…’

I hate my mother to the point of being exhilarated.
Ji-hyeok, who has been watching Yuria’s reaction while receiving Margaret’s service, gives an order.

“Come closer.”

Tairat’s arrogant tone, but at least his voice was Jihyeok’s.
Even the face was exactly the same as the Jihyeok that YuRia knew.
Except for the way he spoke and dressed, he was just Song Ji-hyeok.
Just like when my mother’s circle was complete.
Shocked, YuRia cautiously stepped forward and approached the throne.

“It is beautiful.”

Jihyeok’s impression of her whole body.
YuRia lowered her head in shame.

“Go… Thank you… Yo…”

Now that he is clearly aware that Tairat is Jihyeok, he must respect him.
Jihyeok smiled at Yuria’s attitude.
With a satisfied look on his face, he stroked the wavy hair of Margaret, who was serving below.

“Um…♡ Howe…”

Then Margaret swallowed her cock and began to roll her tongue.
When the sound of his mouth naturally subsided, Tyrat asked YuRia.

“Are you curious about my true identity? Of course you’re expecting it… But don’t you want to hear it yourself?”

“Ah, yes… Can you… Answer me…?”

“Of course. Song Ji-hyeok is me, Tairat. To be precise, it would be correct to say that I was disguised as Song Ji-hyeok.”

Pounding!

YuRia’s heart beat loudly.
Even though I was sure, I was shocked to hear it myself.
After all, the weight itself was different.
After staggering for a moment, she regained her composure.

“Did you… Approach me on purpose…?”

“Yes.”

“Uh, since when…?”

“You will be surprised to hear. A lot of it too. I was expecting…”

Jihyeok frowned as he blurted out his words.
Because Margaret has been quietly speeding up the fella.
Yuria looked at her mother with eyes full of disgust.
When he interrupts an important conversation and sucks Jihyeok’s cock, which he loves like ice cream, his temper has come to the verge of exploding.
Jihyeok, whether aware of YuRia’s feelings or not, continued her words with his back on her throne.

“Can you handle all the truth, struggling even after hearing the answer you were expecting?”

“It’s something you’ll find out someday. I bet you never tried to fool me all your life.”

“It is, but…”

“And Mom, I want you to clean it up.”

“Get rid of it… You’ve missed Margaret so much all this time. Weren’t you a filial daughter? Can I speak so rudely?”

“…..”

“And I want to be served by mother and daughter.”

Margaret’s eyes widened at those words.
It’s a fun shape just imagining it.
On the other hand, Yuria made a disapproving expression.

“You were having an important conversation.”

“Therefore?”

“I hate it when my mom interrupts me. I want you to talk with Jihyeok alone.”

Jihyeok, who silently shook his head at Yuria’s bold defiance, tapped Margaret on the head.
Then Margaret pulled her cock out of her mouth.

“You say so. Go back for a while.”

“Okay♡”

After her flirtatious reply, Margaret adjusted Ji-hyeok’s clothes and disappeared through her portal.
Jihyeok met YuRia’s gaze for a moment and checked with her to see if she had made up her mind.
After a while, he opened his mouth.

“I approached you from Daejeon.”

“If it’s Daejeon… You mean the day Sehwa and I met?”

“Not. Long before that.”

“Yes…?”

It’s been a while… I’m sure Jihyeok and I met for the first time at a hotel… Were there any points of contact before that?

“You look like you don’t understand English.”

“Yes… I need an explanation. I want to hear them all.”

“It’s better to see it than to say it.”

After saying that, Jihyeok gave an evil smile and raised his hand to his face.
Then Jihyeok’s face began to change with a strange sound.
Wrinkles form around his eyes, and a thick beard grows to cover his lower crown.
YuRia’s eyes trembled as she watched.
The changed Ji-hyeok’s face is a man he knows well.
It was Glenn Elenar, his own father.

‘What…?’

What kind of joke are you talking about all of a sudden?
Yuria, who had an incomprehensible expression on her face, widened her eyes at Tyrart’s words.

“Oops… Are you okay? I wonder if she did it too… Where is the pharmacy…”

That line, I remembered it well.
Before she became a Beast Slayer… Around the time she was living in Daejeon, she caught a middle-aged man with a familiar face while walking down the street.
He was Kim Tae-gon, who resembled her father, and at that time Yuria herself had retched.
Because she never imagined that she would see her dead father’s face there.
That line was definitely the one Kim Tae-gon had heard at the time.

Piing-! Sounds like it’s coming from inside my head.
Dizzy. What sight am I looking at?
It is difficult to hold the string of reason. My mind goes blank.

“This… Uh… This… What…”

Yuria stutters.
Arsenic built Tyrat rose from his seat.

“You really believe in the ridiculous idea of ​​reincarnation. Thanks, it was very easy. It was fun too.”

“Wow…”

YuRia, who was mumbling her mouth like an infant child, instinctively took a step backwards as her Jihyeok strode towards her.