Chapter 43 – Episode 7.5 – Conditions for Becoming a Mother (7)

*All characters appearing are adults.
*This is a fictional story that is nothing but fiction. Never follow

“Aaaaagh! Aaaaa!”

A woman screamed.

The pain was so great that the woman could not bear it.
The woman could not come to her senses from the pain as if her intestines were being ripped apart.

The white sheets on her bed were damp.
And between the crotches of the legs,

An adult female’s head was sticking out.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa? Aaaaa!”

What kind of situation is this?
Why are you giving birth? Why is it that the person giving birth now is an adult who looks exactly like him?
Why did she have to give birth to the devil’s child?
She wasn’t even engaged yet, so why did she have to go through this nonsense?

The woman, Sylvia Espani, was so confused.
Being pregnant, giving birth, and everything I was going through was incomprehensible.
Where did I go wrong?
In front of Sylvia, who was filled with confusion, a woman with short pink hair barged her face.

“Are you too sick? Shall I make you comfortable?”
“Ah, Ari… Eta… “
“Don’t be angry, Sylvia. If you get too angry, you and your daughter will be in danger. I don’t want to see two people die.”
“You, you, you…”

Arrieta, the woman who put her head up, made an expression of genuine concern, but it was disgusting to Sylvia’s point of view.

I wanted to rip off that thick leather on my face with both hands right away.
Her hatred for Arrieta reached the peak to the extent that she wanted to do so.

Because she made herself like this.
Because she was degraded to be the seed of the demon king.
She could never forgive her Arrieta for dropping even her own precious people into her hell.
Her fear of her Arrieta was gone and only her anger blazed in her mind.

‘Are you surprised? You are pregnant My father’s children.’

When she first opened her eyes, she came to her senses and realized reality, and Sylvia was horrified.
For her own belly had swelled up, as if her acid had engulfed her whole.
It was so large that it was compressing her lungs, making it difficult for her to breathe properly.
Sylvia was so confused about things that could not be understood by common sense.

And as she listened to Arrieta’s explanation, her confusion increased.

‘My father, Leviathan, left a sperm for posterity. He believed that if there were many descendants of his own blood, the royal family would not be exterminated.’

Descendants who inherit the blood of the strong inherit the power intact.
However, as the generations pass, the blood will fade and the strength inherited from the ancestors will also weaken.
It is a fatal problem that all races living in this world face, and the same goes for the royal family who succeeds the demon king.

And if you’re weak, you can’t avoid genocide.
If the royal family is weak, they are easy prey.
There were countless royal families who died just because they were weak, and it was not uncommon for the dynasty itself to change.

Still, the bloodline has been passed on, so the demonic sword used from generation to generation has never been reduced to a relic.
If even the lineage had been cut off, the situation would have been completely different from now.

Leviathan wanted his descendants to continue to prosper even after he died, so he left his sperm.
She sincerely wished that the royal family, and even the dynasty, would not be persecuted by making descendants who inherited her own blood.

‘I filled your womb with that sperm. You deserve to have seeds.’

Arrieta inserted the sperm into Sylvia’s womb.
She used her tentacles to fill her sperm until her belly bulged.
Fertilization occurred in one day because of several injections of an ovulation-stimulating drug in advance.

In addition, growth promoters were administered through the tentacles stuck in the stomach, nutrients were constantly injected until the body was completed, and the mother’s memory and knowledge needed to live were all entered into the daughter’s head inside the stomach.

As a result, Sylvia’s stomach swelled beyond full term.

She said, ‘Since she is pregnant with royalty, she will be treated as empress. She can build you a bigger house if you want, and you can even live in the Demon Castle. If you don’t ask too much, I can do everything. It’s great, isn’t it?’

Arrieta smiled and explained.
A pregnant woman will be treated with respect as an empress.
Don’t worry, he doesn’t intend to abandon Sylvia.
Don’t worry too much because we’ll live together for the rest of our lives.
She proudly boasted that she truly considered her mother.

Sylvia had no intention of accepting her words like that.

‘Stop talking bullshit! Why do I have to conceive the devil’s child? Put it back the way it was right now, put it back!’

I vomited out all the resentment that had accumulated until now.
Even though she knew how terrifying the existence in front of her was, and knew very well that her neck would fly off if she offended her, she did not stop Sylvia.
Once she had begun to vomit, her rage flared up uncontrollably.

‘The subject that bothered me every day, the subject that played with me as a doll, now you will serve me as a mother? It’s a natural right because you have the seed of the demon king? It’s funny and it’s crazy You think I’ll lick your feet with that? Do you think I can thank you for this?’

It’s so shameless that it’s embarrassing.
Are all demons the only ones like this?
To think that she would serve her as the empress even though she had taken away all of her precious things.
How much do you have to bully yourself to get rid of your intuition?
Are you going to bully yourself until you go mad and scream that you’ll obey?
How long do I have to play with this guy?
Sylvia shouted in her exasperated voice.

‘I don’t need it, so delete it right away. Erase it! Because I don’t want to hear anything from you! Torture or decapitate, whatever you want!’

Arrieta responded calmly to her words.

‘You don’t like it? Why should I?’

Arrieta had no intention of killing Sylvia.
She had already qualified to be her mother, and there was no reason to kill Sylvia for having her younger brother.
Even when she heard Sylvia’s verbal abuse, Arrieta did not feel moved.
She was rather happy.

Being angry at her means she cares about you.
It was better than Alyssa who refused unconditionally.

‘I have no intention of killing you. I have no intention of beheading you, and I will not torture you. Her brother, of course, has no intention of erasing it. If I do that, Sylvia will die, would I do that? I am not vicious enough to kill her precious mother.’

Arrieta caressed Sylvia’s stomach with her left hand.
She felt so good that the cradle in which her grown brother slept was so warm.
Arrieta’s hand came down as if sweeping with her broom.
Her hand, descending from her mountain, reached the peak of her breast and grasped it.

‘Oh, what?’

Sylvia’s moan escaped for a moment as she held on tight.
Arrieta clawed her nipples with her thumb and forefinger in a playful way, her remaining fingers cupping the outside of her breasts inward.

This act alone made Sylvia gasp with her flushed face.

‘Haha, haha, haha…’
‘If you want, I can teach you myself. Talk to me if you’re bored. I can send any woman away.’
‘Hajak, hajak, dog, dog noise…’

As a result, she was now giving birth to her daughter, struggling in her pain.

“You, because of you, because of you, everyone…”

And Sylvia wasn’t the only one who had the seed of her demon lord, Leviathan.

“Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh!”

Pimpernell, whom she treated like her real sister,

“Uuuuu!”

Like Pimpernell, All Red, whom she considered her real sister,

“Oh, huh? Aaaaa!”

Philia, whom she regarded as her real brother,

“Oh, it hurts, I die, I die. Die!”

Likewise, Orko, whom she considered her younger brother, was also planted with the seed of Leviathan, the demon king.
Inside the belly of the four, a grown-up daughter was sleeping, and now they were struggling to get out of the world.
The reaction caused the four of them to suffer unacceptable pain.

She thought that even her own precious people would be used as seedlings for her.
Sylvia could not forgive. She could not forgive Arrieta for doing this.
It was difficult to keep her sane because of her labor pains, but the two eyes filled with anger continued to stare at Arrieta.

“You, you, you… Ahhhhh?”
“I’ll make you a little more comfortable.”

Arrieta put her hands on Sylvia’s head.
Magical energy was generated from both of her hands and gently flowed into Sylvia’s head.
Sylvia’s expression, which had been filled with her anger and pain, gradually softened.

“Ahhhhh? Uuuuu…”

Her pain goes away
All the pain that seemed like her body would be ripped apart disappeared.
His anger towards Arrieta is all gone.
Her only feeling of comfort remains.
The pain of giving birth to her daughter was no longer felt.

Sylvia wanted it to remain like this.
He didn’t want to let go of her hand until she gave birth.
This is why she couldn’t deny it, even though she knew very well that she couldn’t.

‘I really hate it, I hate it to the point of death…’

She can’t deny
If she turns away from her saving hand now, she will suffer the pain of her childbirth again.
She will suffer from pain and fail.

Don’t want that
She’s barely survived her brainwashing, and I just don’t want to mess with it.

Because of that feeling, even though she hated Arietta, she couldn’t shake off her hand.
It was because it was obvious what the consequences would be if she refused.
Sylvia was very angry at the reality of having to accept this situation.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Mandible.”
“Exhale slowly. Right, right that way.”

The other four took on the role of alleviating the suffering of the succubi.
Sent by order of the Queen to help with childbirth.

They take care of each one individually.
Like Arietta, she tried to soothe her pain with her magical powers and reassure the new mother with her kind smile.

And no one objected to it.

“Uh, how much, how much me, left? Oh, are you still far away?”

Pimpernel asked tremblingly.
I was afraid that my stomach would burst, and when the birth started, I thought I was really dying.

Pimpernel was only grateful that she had relieved her of such horrors a little.
Even if the person who helped was a succubus.

“Huhhhhh! Uuuuu!”

OLED gave strength to the ship.
This moment, when the pain is relieved thanks to the succubus, is an opportunity.
You have to finish giving birth before comfort turns into hell again.
Although he knew full well that this was what the disgusting Arrieta wanted, he couldn’t help it.

“If you just remove it with your hands, oh, can’t you? No more, no more, ah, no more…”

Philia begged him to take it out with her hand.
Even though the labor pains continued for several hours, the daughter in the stomach showed no sign of coming out.

If she does this, she may die herself as well as her daughter.
Out of her fear, Philia begged her to resort to dangerous means.

“It’s not possible. It may be painful, but give me strength. That’s the way for you.”

Naturally, the succubus who heard the request shook her head.
Arrieta couldn’t allow the most dangerous method, and she didn’t have the heart to do it herself either.
It’s a pity for her, but she didn’t have an answer other than Philia’s strength.
Giving her strength to give birth to her daughter was the only way out of this hell.

“Me, please, me, come with me. Please please!”

Orko begged earnestly.
If you don’t come out soon, you will die as well as yourself.
That it becomes a corpse like this.
I don’t want a future like that.
So she appealed to her daughter for her strength.

Did you hear the appeal?
Orko’s daughter, who had only her head protruding from her vaginal opening, moved her body a little faster and began to come out of her.

So did her other daughters.
Their struggles, which had been slow like slugs, became faster, as if they did not want their mother to suffer.
Her head came out, then her arms, then her body.
Her vaginal opening grew wider and Sylvia’s screams echoed even more.

“Ugh? Uuuuu!”

After such a long struggle,

“Ha-jaw, ha-jaw, ha-jaw, ha-jaw, ha-jaw.”

Sylvia and the others safely gave birth.
The five daughters, who came out of the world wet and wet, took in the outside air for the first time and exhaled shallow breaths.

My body is all grown up, but I haven’t opened my eyes yet.
You will have to wait a little longer to see the world yourself.

“Sylvia, look at this. I am your daughter. How is it, do you really look alike?”

Arrieta cut the umbilical cord between Sylvia and her daughter.
Arrieta, who carefully wiped her wet sister’s body with a blanket, laid her down next to her so Sylvia could see her properly.

Other succubuses did the same.
The umbilical cord was cut, she was cleaned, and she was laid beside her mother.

“This, this is me, I am me, the one I gave birth to, the daughter?”

She looked just like him.
Shiny silver hair reaching down to her waist and statuesque features.
Everyone was the same as Sylvia.
It is safe to say that they are sisters, not daughters.
Without something to tell them apart, it would be difficult to tell who was Sylvia and who was her daughter.

Seeing such a daughter, a daughter born as an adult, Sylvia trembled with fear.
She couldn’t believe that what was in front of her was real.

That she gave birth to the daughter of the Demon King herself.
This shouldn’t happen.
Don’t even get up
I’d rather this be a dream.
I really wanted it to be just a nightmare, everything to be a fleeting dream.

“Huh?”

That wind was shattered by her daughter biting her nipples.
Instinctively realizing that her mother was by her side, the daughter buried her face right into her mother’s breast.

She held the pink mountain peak in her mouth and sucked on it.
The fresh milk from her nipples moistened her daughter’s throat and filled her stomach.

“Huhhhhh…”

Her moans escaped, but Sylvia couldn’t shake her daughter.
It’s not just because of motherly love.
It’s because if she shakes it off, she can’t predict how the demons watching her will come out.

“Wow, Alyssa never gave me milk even after giving birth to me, I really envy her.”
“…”
“You wouldn’t throw me away without me, would you?”

Arrieta asked with a smile.
It wasn’t a smile of pure intent.
Arrieta faced her several times, so Sylvia could tell that she was wearing a smiling mask.
She always wore an icy smile to warn her opponents.

If you throw it away, it kills you. If you abuse them, they kill you. If anything happens to her younger siblings, she kills them.
Such an intention was contained in Arrieta’s smile.
Sylvia shrank as the life around her froze.
She was afraid that she might harm her daughter, so she instinctively hugged her.

The fear she felt at her daughter a moment ago had now turned into her fear for Arrieta.

It wasn’t just Sylvia.
The same was true for Pimpernel, Allred, Philia, and Orko.
In response to her warning that she would kill her if it were to happen, she hugged her daughter who was buried to their chest.

Everyone trembled with fear that if she didn’t do this, if she didn’t show that she had to protect her daughter, she would kill her.

‘What is this woman…’

She was deprived of all of herself, humiliated, and forced to bear and give birth to the seed of the demon king.
This alone made me angry, but Arrieta didn’t care at all.
Arrieta calmly dismissed her despite all kinds of swearing.

She threatens to kill her if she abandons her daughter.
Is it because she was born unwanted and abandoned?
She does not allow her siblings, who are in the same situation as her, to be abandoned.
The person who put her younger siblings in this situation is Arietta herself.
Sylvia really couldn’t understand.

Does she want her family so much that she wants to do this?
Did you want to force the relationship to continue?
Did you want to do that even if it meant stepping on the other person’s heart?
Arrieta, who was only seen as an object of hatred for her, seemed to her as a monster far beyond human understanding.

She felt like everything she hated just a moment ago was useless.
Sylvia couldn’t bear the courage to deal with this monster.

‘Father, mother…’

Sylvia remembered her deceased parents.

What would her parents have said in this situation?
Did I tell her not to lose her courage in this miserable situation?
Or did she give up and tell her to follow Arrieta?
She’s good for anyone, so I hope you give her some advice. She wanted to know how to live.

‘What should I do? Can I accept this woman? Can she love my daughter?’

Will she be able to love the daughter she was forcibly conceived by Arietta?
Can we meet face to face and talk?
Will Arietta be able to communicate with her daughter with her sincerity, not because she is scared and forced?
And can he accept the demon called Arrieta?
Sylvia couldn’t answer confidently.

“Chwi-eup, chue-eup, chue-eup, chue-eup.”

Regardless of the mother’s worries, Sylvia’s daughter continued to suck her breast milk.