Chapter 246 – Episode 246 – Impromptu Plans Always Get Caught.

Father, I swear here.

I will be your slave forever.

I will be a seedbed for you forever.

I will be your livestock forever.

Forever, forever, forever, forever…

I will be a sow for Father Grid forever!

“Aaaaah!”

Arwen woke up screaming.

“Heo-eok, heo-eok, heo-eok… Damn it.”

Sweat flows down from all over my body like rain. The young lady with dark blue short hair stood up. She gritted her teeth with a very angry face.

“What is that dream…” .”

It was a terrible dream. The nightmare of pledging allegiance to your enemy, Grid. She laughed so hard that Arwen almost felt disgusted that she had done such a thing.

But the worst thing is,

“…”

Reality is also a nightmare.

“When was it moved here again?”

This is the throne room. Grid held an after-party here to celebrate the subjugation of his kingdom. In the name of a party, he raped hundreds of women and impregnated them and gave birth to them repeatedly.

I did it all in one day. If anyone heard it, they would think it was a lie, but it was true.

Because Arwen is one of the people who was raped by Grid.

“Ugh, the smell…”

Arwen frowned at the terrible smell that assaulted her nose. The source of her odor was on the floor.

A huge lake filled with all sorts of things, including the women’s love fluids during sex, semen they vomited out during sex, breast milk expressed during sex, and even incontinence, was spread out on the floor of the throne room.

Arwen was so uncomfortable that she was sleeping with her legs submerged in that puddle.

However, what is more unpleasant than this is,

‘Why am I lying next to my sister?’

It means that nothing comes to mind.

Arwen was lying next to her sister, who was laughing and not able to think of anything.

Arwen couldn’t remember what happened before she lay down.

‘I’m sure…’

She was clearly raped by Grid. She couldn’t bear it, and she fainted.

I remember up to that point. But I don’t remember her after that. Even though Arwen tried to think of it, she couldn’t picture it in her mind, as if someone had deliberately cut it with scissors.

‘I think something happened…’

I don’t know, but I heard a strange sound.

-Ahahaha, ahahahaha! I love it, I love it!

The voice of a woman laughing in madness. The sound of her own voice gave Arwen goosebumps.

-Laaaaa…

A sweet singing voice was also heard. The singing voice that replicated her older sister’s voice still lingered in my ears.

She happily had sex with her father while singing that song…

“Ah…”

Arwen finally realized.

“Yes, that’s right. I, I…”

She was so brainwashed that she remembered what she had done.

“I, this damn guy…”

Arwen looked to her left, looking as if she had seen the end of the world.

“Hmm…”

The black-haired man was asleep. Dozens of women were sleeping next to the man. Everyone was sleeping, hugging each other without even a single layer of clothing on. A bizarre combination of pregnant women and a sleeping man lying on the bare floor with his erect penis exposed.

This is what Arwen said to Grid, the man who created this combination.

‘I thought of him as my father.’

This is the guy who killed his father, brainwashed his mother, corrupted her older sister, and enslaved Young Jimin. This is the guy who took everything from him. He is Daecheon’s enemy who cannot be forgiven for his whole life.

He considered his enemy to be his father. She truly and dearly considered this demon, with whom she had no blood relation, her father. She forgot her real father, Hans, and treated him as her father.

She dedicated her wealth to her father. He prayed to eat quickly, to eat and have children, and to be able to have many children so that he could fulfill his father’s dream.

While praying like that, I blended in with my father, or rather, with Grid. He unconditionally received an endless stream of semen, became pregnant with that semen, and gave birth. Furthermore, he repeated this. Furthermore, he repeated constantly. Arwen loved her deeply until she lost her mind,

No, she was repeatedly raped under the guise of love.

“Aaaaah, ahhh…”

Arwen held her head. She started shaking like a person in fear. She started to cry, like someone who had just witnessed something so scary.

“No, no, no, I, I…”

She didn’t do it because she wanted to. He didn’t call that damn bastard father because he wanted to.

His own father is Hans. The only father she respected was Hans. The reason I called Grid my father was because I fell for his scheme. It happened because he fell out. It means that he never did it of his own will.

Even though I was saying that, I still heard a voice in my head.

-Master, please do it quickly.

My own voice asking in an ecstatic voice.

-Ha, ha, ha, ha! Yes, that’s good. I’m so happy to be able to be with my master!

My own voice crying out in pleasure.

-I will sacrifice myself for you all my life. Please use me to your heart’s content for my master’s dream!

His own voice shouting as if he was so proud of calling himself a slave.

Arwen heard her own voice in her head, happy to become Grid’s livestock. The voice that sounded so vivid was enough to tear Arwen’s heart to pieces.

“No, no, no!”

It’s not like he said it because he wanted to! She was Arwen defending herself, but her memory did not disappear.

And,

“No, no… I mean.”

It showed that a full-term belly was definitely not a dream.

“No, no. I, I…”

“What do you mean it’s not?”

“…!”

Arwen was startled by the voice she heard at that moment.

‘Are you awake?’

It’s a grid. Grid suddenly opened his mouth. And that too while pointing a point at the ceiling. As soon as she woke up, Arwen, thinking she was trying to rape her, immediately backed away from her.

“You damn bitch, are you finally apologizing? You damn bitch, you always do that.”

Grid muttered, pretending to grab someone’s head.

“Oh, please accept my apology. I will accept it, so become my slave.”

She kept muttering.

“Don’t run away. From now on, you have to bear my children for the rest of your life. The same goes for your favorite junior…”

“W-what are you talking about?”

Who are you swearing at? Arwen had no idea that in her dream, Kanglim was raping the two women she hated so much.

“Be prepared, because the night is still deep…”

With those words, Grid fell asleep again. Her outstretched arm also fell to the floor.

And it ends just like that. Kangrim never opened his mouth again.

“Now, was it sleep-talking?”

What are you talking about in your sleep? Arwen let out a sigh of relief as she realized she had been mistaken.

“… Wait a minute.”

Suddenly, Arwen had this thought.

‘Wouldn’t it be possible to kill him?’

The guy is sleeping. He doesn’t seem to get up, probably because he’s exhausted from eating hundreds of women all by himself. She talked loudly in her sleep, but that was all she did, snoring loudly.

Wouldn’t it be possible to kill him now? Wouldn’t it be possible to kill him now that he sleeps without the world knowing? Wouldn’t it be possible to kill someone who is so tired that he is fast asleep?

‘Okay, let’s kill him.’

Arwen approached the grid one step at a time, muttering her footsteps. She hated the feeling of stepping in a sticky puddle, but she didn’t care.

‘I could do it now.’

Arwen carefully stretched out her hands towards the nape of her child’s neck.

‘I’m sure you can do it.’

All it takes is a little thick cock twisting her neck. No matter how bad the devil is, if his vital points are suppressed, there will be nothing he can do.

‘I have to finish it right away.’

The moment you strangle her, she will wake up. As soon as she wakes up, she’ll break both of her hands.

Before she can do that, she has to compete. You have to use all your might to rip off its head. If you can’t break it, you should at least squeeze it until it dies. It must be so.

We must avenge everyone!

“Okay, I can do it. I can do it. I can do it…”

The moment when Arwen tried to grab her neck, repeating that she could do it well,

“What can you do?”

An arm appeared from nowhere and grabbed Arwen’s hand. I grabbed it and grabbed it backwards.

“Ahh?”

“What are you doing now, Arwen?”

She is a purple haired woman. This woman, who was pregnant just like Arwen, interrogated Arwen. Her red eyes were full of murder.

“Hey, are you awake?”

“It happened a little while ago.”

Atria responded to Arwen, who was embarrassed.

“I woke up because there was a commotion and wanted to know something, but I found myself thinking such an outrageous thought. You haven’t come to your senses yet, have you?”

“Damn it.”

Arwen cursed at the fact that her last chance had failed.

“What’s going on, Atria?”

At this time, a silver-haired woman stood up. She was also pregnant. The woman, rubbing her eyes and looking straight ahead, asked Atria to explain her situation.

“This crazy bitch tried to strangle the master.”

“Strangulation?”

“I stopped that.”

“…”

Iris looked at Arwen without saying anything. Unlike Atria, she had nothing to live for.

She just looked at me with such a pitiful expression.

“I wish I could just give up.”

Iris said with her sigh.

“Why are you beating me so hard? It’s meaningless.”

“Are you okay?”

Arwen asked.

“Do you really enjoy being treated by that devil? Do you mind being treated like livestock?”

“Of course it’s good.”

Iris answered right away.

“Isn’t it nice to be hugged by the master?”

“I’m crazy…”

“Yeah, we were crazy.”

A voice other than Iris is heard. Arwen turned her head towards the sound of her voice, and a woman with black, messy hair stood up. Likewise, she was full-term.

The black-haired woman, Thalia, answered.

“Isn’t that why we’re here because we’re crazy?”

“You guys…”

“I think I know roughly what’s going on.”

Thalia immediately realized why Arwen was being held captive by Atria. So she asked a question to Atria and Iris.

“What are we going to do now? Shall we wake the master and ask him to eat?”

“Hmm…”

Atria, who was thinking deeply, suddenly looked at the puddle on the floor.

After she looked for a while, Atria answered.

“Let’s torture here.”

Atria answered with a mean smile.

“Let’s make him beg for mercy from his master.”

And after a while,

“I don’t like it, I don’t like it, don’t do it… Shoot, shoo, shoo!”

Arwen’s scream echoed in the throne room.