Chapter 682 – How a King Makes His Subjects (2)

【 Dieffenbachia 】

Her name as the sword of the empire and the commander of the corps.

She has no last name It was a principle that the Imperial Legion could not receive more than a certain amount of private land and title no matter how active they were in the war.
Instead, they are given a name similar to the family name. That’s her name.

“Brigade commander.”

At Rex’s words, Dieffenbachia looked at his ugly face from inside the helmet.

“What is going on?”
“Your Majesty has instructed. Please watch over His Majesty’s bed today.”

Dieffenbachia.
She is a name barely adapted to her. She did not have a name of her own until she came of age.

Before she inherited the position of corps commander from her mother, she couldn’t have a name as a rule.
There is no way to receive a title as a commander of a legion, but instead, he can handle the power bestowed by the king and has authority above that of a nobleman.

No matter how high the rank of aristocrats, a summary judgment can be made, so that the actions of the legionnaires will soon lead to the will of the king.
Because it is a power that cannot be hereditary, it cannot be given a title… That was the case, but she was an exception.

It was Dieffenbachia who broke the established principles and inherited the position of commander of the corps.
Because of that, her authority has fallen more than previous generations.

“Please keep an eye on His Majesty’s movements until the ceremony.”

Dieffenbachia did not verbally respond to Rex’s request.
I just listened to his words while observing his face in the helmet.

It was a fine word, but it was no different from an order.

“If you see signs of being noticed, let me know right away.”
“What a sign…”
“Don’t you know? Resurrection of the former king. I must make sure that the name of the former corps commander does not fade.”
“I would have told you not to say that.”
“Ah. I am truly sorry for that.”

Corps commander. Dieffenbachia was an exceptionally young knight in the Legion.
It’s true that she hasn’t even had a name for a few years, and her skills aren’t as good as her mother’s.
However, only her will and her blood have been passed down through the generations, and to this day, she has been blindly supported by the Legion and the people.

‘A mother’s dream…’

Achieve that
The will of her and her nobility was one. To somehow restore the previous king and achieve their own dreams.

It didn’t matter how great the later kings were or not.
She moves in the interests of the Empire. She also fulfills her mother’s small wish.

“Once I knew. I will guard His Majesty’s bed.”
“Yes, please.”

And that wish…

To drag the former king to his mother’s grave.
The mother of the former corps commander, Dieffenbakia, must have had a deep relationship with the king.

Like her mother, who misses His Majesty’s arms more than her father, who doesn’t even know where she is, and if she’d been hugged just once, she wouldn’t have any wishes. She missed the former king even more.

‘… What the hell is that man?’

Dieffenbachia had never experienced such feelings.
It was because, as the successor of the corps commander, she lived her life thoroughly excluding such feelings.

However, it is the same for the former corps commander that he was given duties in a harsh environment and grew up harshly.
Except for the things that caught Dieffenbachia’s eyes, the former corps commander was literally a perfect person.

‘My mother was strong.’

To the extent that it splits mountains and upsets rivers.

‘… He was kind and knew how to take care of his subordinates.’

Everyone who followed my mother scrambled to entrust my heart to their superior.

‘What kind of man would that kind of man be, the emperor he’d been waiting for?’

I’m curious.
Who is the existence that the great woman gives her blind allegiance to?
With what strength, how charismatic, and how her mother fell.

Dieffenbachia always struggled, but could not find an answer.

A bed that gives you pleasant pleasure?

‘My mother couldn’t be like that.’

Sex is definitely a king’s ability, Dieffenbachia thought, but that’s not what her mother would break her lover’s breasts for.

– Turbuck.

I open the door and step into the king’s chambers.
King Mokryeong of this generation. Dieffenbachia remembered the man’s face.

With a size superior to that of other men, power and mana condensed to the point of admiration.
He was convinced when his eye was tested at a dance party.
The king is definitely an existence that serves as a vessel to resurrect the former king.

‘Even if we fight, there’s no chance of winning. If there was such a person among the legionnaires, I would have been interested in talking to them.’

But she wasn’t stupid enough to care about dying.

Dieffenbachia is a soldier after all.
The object of her loyalty was educated by her mother, and it was not a soldier’s duty to betray it easily.

Do what you have to do.
If it is impossible to judge, the existing rules are followed.

She put her hands together and put on her usual prayer.

‘… So that the subjects and soldiers can advance to the true world. And live in peace. I have to take the lead and give my life, so the Legion will believe in me and fight.’

Resurrecting the former king is the first step in her mother’s will.

-Chin.

Dieffenbachia looked at the large door at the end of the last hallway she finally reached.

‘It’s insensitive, it doesn’t pay any attention.’

Even if you ask for your body, you refuse.
To be honest, I don’t care what happened to my relationship, let alone chastity.

The corps commander is a general, not a woman.
The rule of thumb is that you shouldn’t be seen as a woman by anyone.

‘…’

It was the moment when Dieffenbachia, who had made a resolution in her heart, placed her hand on her doorknob.

─Pain… Fain.

Her faint leaking noise tickled her ears, even though she had blocked her noise with the Artifact.
It’s a device that blocks all kinds of speech sounds. That the noise at the level of shouting at the top of my voice is happening inside me.

‘What?’

Dieffenbachia’s face tilted at the sound of her hand hitting the surface of her liquid.

The sound is a bit cute.
The babies seem to be playing in the water, so I’m curious.

‘If you’re looking for something similar, it’s the sound of stepping on slime… I’m sure he won’t bring any insignificant things into the room.’

Her head slowly tilted, and the distance between her door and the pinna gradually got closer.

Voice that follows.

—… Under.

Doesn’t sound good.
I don’t know how it happened, but curiosity came first.

She took off her helmet, revealing her neat face, and as she brought her ear closer, this time a voice was clearly heard.

-Your Majesty… Your majesty… ♡

The young lady’s cute and cunning voice opened Dieffenbachia’s eyes.

‘Come to think of it, the night attendant…’

-Puck! Fuck! Puck!!

─Nothing… Your Majesty… So rough… Saying… Oh… Ahhhhh…

It must have been two hours ago that she let her in.
Dieffenbachia, who did not know the details of her sexual relationship, but expected it to be over.

Could it be that he had been doing it for 2 hours?

‘No… Even if it is, there is no problem.’

It’s a king’s job. It’s his job, and he just reports on his own.

Dieffenbachia squeezed her doorknob and twisted it, then she stepped into the king’s chambers.

– Clap.

“I have been ordered to guard the bed… Ugh.”

As soon as she opened the door, the fishy smell of her sex hit her nostrils.

Inside the room, where steam spreads thickly like fog.
The futon was dirty and stained with the fruit of the girl.
The girl was lying on her bed, her lower half folded, crookedly receiving the King’s load.

“Your majesty… His Majesty… Joe… Joa…”

The petite young lady, not noticing that someone had entered the room, was moaning in pain and pleasure as she was held in the arms of the king.

– Poke, poke.

A chunk of meat of a size beyond comprehension penetrates the girl’s genitals.
The girl’s body might be damaged, but he violently thrusts the cock pole into the narrow hole.
Such an act of the king came a little disgusting to Dieffenbachia.

‘It feels like I’m punching something dirty like that…’

– Souk!!!!!!

“Ouch… Haha… After, after, discipline… Thank you ah… Better than Papa’s discipline, Your Majesty…”

The fruit dangling from the young lady’s red hair rolled down. The pillow is crushed by the king’s hand, and bright red juice is scattered.

The bodies of the men and women were covered with fruit juice, love juice, and semen.

“Wait a minute.”
“…”

After saying that dryly, the king rammed his cock into the hole as hard as he could.

-Push it!

The tide gushing out of the young lady’s pussy did not stop.

“Oh… Uhh… Do your best to listen to Papa… His Majesty’s Grace… I’ll get everything… All… Daaaaa… Kyaaang♡”

How big is the size of that thing?
The hole is blocked so that the semen cannot come out.

The king’s body convulsed in succession as they touched each other’s private parts, and the young lady’s belly swelled slightly.

– It’s rumbling.

When he pulled it out, thick semen poured out like a waterfall.
At the smell, Dieffenbachia involuntarily frowned at her inside her helm.

“Stand there. Enjoy a little more.”
“… Yes, Your Majesty.”

Is it still not over?
Dieffenbachia held her breath and waited, standing at attention, wishing the time would pass quickly.
Just like her, without the slightest movement of her.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The resurrection of the former king is a story shared only among established nobles.

In order not to leak any information to me, I do not inform those who are not completely loyal to the king.

This was a common language among subjects and their children.

The younger generation has never seen the face of the former king. No matter how much brainwashing and teaching from a young age, there was a possibility of leaking information based on one’s own judgment.

I looked at the cranberries lying beneath me.
A young 20-year-old aristocratic lady with her eyes wide open and her eyelids blinking lovingly.

‘These kids have the same respect for the king. Unlike the old guys, betrayal is something they never dreamed of.’

In other words, there is a possibility to make it on my side enough.
Their intention to hide information became a self-inflicted attack.

There is only an input to serve the king unconditionally, and he is full of envy and treats me like a god even if I just stroke his head.

“Ha… Ha…”

He looks at his lower abdomen, breathing heavily as if he is about to pass out.

She put her white hand on her own cunt, which was overflowing with her cum, and she touched it with her curiosity.

“Whose discipline is better?”
“… Your Majesty.”

-Break.

He lifts up his young body and hugs him tightly.
The young lady’s thighs draped over my thighs, and I brought my genitals to the young lady’s cunt sitting on top of me once again.

“If my father and I say something different, who will you follow?”
“I must follow Your Majesty… Yes… We must follow His Majesty! Papa no matter what… I told you to trust and love only Your Majesty.”

I bet you do.
It’s just that His Majesty is not me.

– Jjigeuk!!

“Keah haha… His Majesty’s Grace… My stomach is full again…”

Put it on

“Your majesty… Your majesty… Yes… Aaaaah!”

Continued to beat

Hug behind you, on your junior position, on top again, and standing on the bed.
When I injected King Mongryong-style honor, Young lady let out a gentle moan and matched my movements without resistance.

However, of course, there was a limit to physical strength, and in the end, it was treated as if using an ona hole.

“… Hyea… Lungs… ♡”

After that, she loses her mind, and her words are twisted, and she falls into a position where she only calls my name.

‘I didn’t write subjugation… They get friendly right away.’

I was worried that it would get sick, so I gave it a little bit of color ball.
I did use it for too long though. When you’re tired, you need to rest.

I picked her up and laid her down on the bed.

“Whose servant are you?”
“…”

I didn’t answer, but the eyes of the young lady who looked at me with hot eyes were already filled with the physical happiness of tonight.

I’m going to pat myself on the back tomorrow morning and bring a lot of presents to send.

“… Whoa.”
“…”

After the affair was over, when I turned my head, Dieffenbachia was still standing there.

Corps commander. He didn’t move a single finger even after two hours of driving him down, fearing that he might not be a soldier’s model.

He would ask if it was over, but he would never open his mouth until I said something.
It makes me want to clap.

“Dieffenbachia.”
“… Yes.”

She finally opens her mouth to my words.
It must have been difficult even for a corps commander to stand still, smelling the vulgar smell. Dieffenbachia’s voice sounded rather tired.