Chapter 52 – Episode 8- Miriel Obeys (8)

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

‘Mi, Miriel…’

Miriel. Her own precious daughter.
Although she was not related by blood, she was to Minerva her own daughter.

She’s not just Miriel.
All of her orphans, whom she raised herself, were her own children.
She didn’t want anyone to be unhappy, and she wanted all of her grown-ups to be happy.

That’s why, she couldn’t bear to open her eyes and watch as Miriel declared that she would become her Demon’s slave in her full-term appearance.

I never thought Miriel, who was so strong, would kneel before her demons.
She had heard of the increasing number of fallen angels who had abandoned her beliefs, but Minerva wished fervently that at least she was not the daughters she had raised.

The wind shattered through a crystal ball sent by her daughters.

‘Miss Minerva. Sin, sorry. I swore to be their slave. Please forgive me for this.’

Priest Iris, one of the orphans raised by Minerva, fell into the public slavery of a platoon of demons.

She resisted at first, but succumbed to her constant insults.
Every day, her mouth and lower body are fucked by cocks, and both holes are always filled with semen.

After being repeatedly violated, Iris went out of her mind.
His wings had turned black, and he was reduced to a fool who couldn’t think of anything but semen.

Iris is currently full-term, and even in that state, she continues to enjoy mixing her bodies.
For the fallen angel, nothing else was visible except sex.

‘Miss Minerva. I became an officer in the Junis Corps. The West’s child is sleeping inside the ship. I’m sorry, Minerva, but I love this life.’

Likewise, Nephiel, who was an orphan raised by Minerva and Michael’s lieutenant, became an executive assistant to Junice.

Originally engaged to Michael, Nefiel, who was ruined after endless insults, betrayed Michael and chose to marry her demon.
The fact that he made this choice made Nephiel so disgusted with himself,

At the same time, she came to love her new husband with all her heart, who gave her a joy she had never experienced before.
The fiancé had long been erased from her mind.

‘Ha, ha, uh, mother! Hey, please look at this. A monster is growing in my stomach. I’m glad I saw my mother!’

Jenny Wall, who was exceptional in martial arts, was confined to a factory and turned into a livestock that gave birth to monsters for the rest of her life.

‘I made so much milk. I will send this to her mother. Please accept my present.’

Biway, a scholar, was confined to a ranch and forced to breastfeed for the rest of his life.

‘Is my appearance too strange? Are you okay. I can live like this.’

Machi, who was taken prisoner during the war, became a test subject and suffered the tragedy of being remodeled into her demons.

‘Mi, Miss Minerva, take me out… No, let it be like this, let it be like this!’

After resisting until the end and being caught, April was turned into power that turns the generator.
Imprisoned in an egg, she was raped by tentacles for the rest of her life, and was forced to provide magic power for her demons.
Her spirit had long since collapsed because she was raped every day without rest.

‘My daughter, all my daughters end up like that.’

Minerva’s hundreds of daughters all fell into the abyss.
Every one of them became a plaything for the demons, and all of them became fallen angels.

Minerva, unable to stop this, shed tears of blood.
Because she was captured, even her children, whom she cherished, had become her slaves.

And Emilia put all of her in a crystal ball and showed it to Minerva.

“Are you too sad to say anything? Are you okay. I made sure of her warning, so she won’t bother Miriel. I will guarantee it.”

Without knowing what the goddess was feeling right now, Emilia made her own judgment.
She sees that she is sad because she couldn’t stop her children from degenerating, but she is sad because her daughter got married.

“You don’t have to worry about the other children. Even if she became a slave, her life as a slave is not bad.”

Everyone is happy.
She came out of her cage of prejudice and started living her own life.

Look at how happy they are and shed tears.
Everyone likes to find their own life.
Aren’t you happy as a mother?
Not only Miriel, but Emilia understood all the other angels who had been destroyed in a distorted form.

In this way, Emilia always drilled into Minerva’s heart.
And she regretted it greatly.

‘Because of me, Emilia ended up like this.’

She continues to regret it even now.
Minerva kept regretting that she had sent Emilia to her demon realm for the sole reason that it would be okay to be a dragon, and that as a result, she became Leviathan’s slave.
Because of the foolish decision, Emilia became a madman.

If she could turn back time, if she could do it on her own, would she be better than she is now?
Minerva constantly asked herself.

Her questioning was interrupted by a sudden pain in her chest.

“Huh?”
“Miss Minerva. Please don’t ignore me and listen to me. If you ignore me like that, I get a little pissed off too, right?”

Emilia grabbed Minerva’s breasts.
She squeezed the outer part of her breasts from top to bottom, excluding the area where the tentacles had devoured them.
As her stimulation applied, more milk began to come out, and the tentacles that sucked her teeth also wiggled more vigorously.

“Keuuugh, that, stop, stop it, Emilia.”
“Then don’t ignore me. When people talk, only look at me. Are you deliberately ignoring it because you want to be treated like this?”
“No, I didn’t ignore it. Oh, I didn’t. Eh, Emilia, I regret making you like that…”
“Am I okay?”

Emilia tilted her head.

Why does she regret looking at herself now?
She herself is the mother of the Demon Realm, not a hero.
She is the mother of Demon King Eris.
She will soon become the mother of the sage and human worlds, which will be ruled by demons.
She didn’t know the meaning of why she regretted it, let alone she was proud of it.

“Oh, do you think Minerva wants to be like me?”

Is she saying that because she’s envious of herself?
Does she blame herself for having to become Leviathan’s slave herself?
Is she regretting not taking her chance? Emilia understood it again in a distorted form.

“If that’s the case, it’s enough to cooperate with my daughter. If we cooperate and capture all the other goddesses, we can become like me. Perhaps he will sit in a higher position than me.”

There are other goddesses besides Minerva.
They have no mercy and only regard judgment as everything.
To purify this land, they are vicious guys who can kill even those who believe in them without hesitation.

Then, to deal with them, Minerva’s cooperation is essential.
If he told Eris that he would cooperate even right now, he might be rewarded generously.
Even Eris would not regard the goddess as a mere livestock.

Of course, Minerva had no intention of doing that.

“I don’t think so! I have no intention of collaborating! Don’t speak your own words!”
“Hmm? Then why do you regret it? Didn’t you say that out of envy?”
“It wasn’t taken out in that sense. You are deeply regretting putting you to death. It’s not that I regret it because I’m envious of you.”
“Aha, that’s it.”
“Emilia, sorry for being late. I sold you to the devil. I, I should have stepped out…”

Minerva sincerely apologized.

She sought an enforcer to replace her because she had to protect the good world.
She chose her Emilia as her enforcer, and forged her holy sword by shearing her own power.
She believed that if she was the hero Emilia, she would be able to defeat Leviathan.

As a result of believing that way, Emilia was corrupted.
She was defeated by the demon king, became a plaything, was humiliated, and eventually went mad.
She has become a demon who will do anything for the demon world.
And Minerva herself was paying the price for corrupting her Emilia.

‘If I had gone…’

Would things have been different? Minerva continued to regret it.
If she had dealt with Leviathan, if she had risked all her risks and defeated the Demon King, would it have ended so miserably?
Even if Leviathan was a being with power comparable to that of a god, did it lead to unconditional defeat?
Could it be that I was just scared without trying?

Being humiliated, Minerva constantly regretted it.
She said she had to step in. She said she had to deal with Leviathan herself.
She didn’t and now she continues to regret that she caused this tragedy.

“Even if you regret it, it’s already too late.”
“Huh?”
“You can’t pick up water that has already been spilled and put it back. It’s impossible to go back. No matter how much you have infinite power, you can’t do everything you never had.”

Emilia continued to speak as she massaged Minerva’s breasts.

“I also thought like a goddess. If I went back then, what if I gathered my strength and struck the demon lord? Wouldn’t everyone have returned home safely? Wouldn’t he have won if he had more power? I always regretted it.”
“Keuuuuu…”
“I regretted it, regretted it, regretted it again, and realized it. Let’s accept Accepting this hell is the way for everyone. If I can’t get it back, I decided to pursue my dream in a different direction.”

The hero was defeated and became the devil’s slave.
It is impossible to escape.
His colleagues were also enslaved and converted into demons.
The hero himself became pregnant with the demon king’s daughter after being raped.
I was so saddened by this situation that I cried silently, but nothing came back.

In this miserable situation, Emilia realized.
It is impossible to undo the past.
Even if you reverse it, it will only repeat the same result.
She came to the conclusion that it would be impossible to defeat the demon king Leviathan no matter what she did.

And, she realized that even if the demon king died, the demon invasion would continue.

The demons will continue the war until they regain their former homeland.
They will continue their bloody war until all are recovered, until they defeat all who persecuted them.
They will continue to fight until they consume the world in their wrath.

Even if defeated, they will never let go of the sword.
I won’t stop until I kill one more enemy.

If so, wouldn’t it be better to let them do as they please?
Emilia thought so.

“I want peace. But the demons want war. He wants to kill both humans and angels. But strangely, the slaves are terribly well taken care of. In particular, they say that women are a precious resource, but they do not kill her under any circumstances.”
“That’s the conclusion… Are we all going to become slaves?”
“Yes, you can be protected by being their slave. They don’t treat you carelessly. Do whatever those tyrannical bastards would do to a slave. Is it really strange?”

The demons are famous for being tyrannical, but contrary to rumors, they treat slaves well.
He regards it as his property, but refrains from overusing it until he dies.
They are regarded as residents of the Demon Realm, and as long as they do not run away, they will grant any request.

This tendency was caused by the situation the demons were in.

The demon realm is basically a barren land.
There is little land available for farming. So food was very precious.
Also, it was a place full of terrifying monsters, so someone always died.
It could be a friend you met today, a close neighbor, your parents, or yourself.

It’s a world where it’s not strange that anyone dies.
That is why everything is precious and cannot be regained if lost.
Therefore, the demons valued their fellow tribesmen, and especially considered women as beings that must be saved even if they die.

Women can take advantage of it everywhere.
You can make food with breast milk, and you can also make necessary livestock by giving birth to monsters.
And it can be used to increase your kind by creating offspring.
In the barren Pandemonium, women are a very valuable resource.

This idea was spread throughout the demon tribe, and it gave an opportunity to establish the value that enslaved women should be treated with care.
There are cases where this is not the case, but in most cases, it is not allowed to die.
Even if a slave loses her will to live, she lives and sees it unconditionally.

For this reason, converting male captives into females was not torture for the demons.
It was an important job to make into a valuable resource.

“I had this thought. What if we humans and angels became slaves? Wouldn’t even the most savage of them change their minds if they were transformed into their prized livestock? I thought that.”

So, Emilia came to a conclusion.
Let’s enslave both humans and angels.
Let’s minimize the shedding of blood by being a resource they value.
If you can do that, you will be able to satisfy their needs.

This is the only way everyone can be happy. This was the conclusion the fallen warrior made.

“I will help my daughter. If I can enslave everyone, I’ll do anything. If peace comes after becoming a slave, wouldn’t Minerva feel comfortable? Minerva always wanted peace too.”
“That is sophistry! There can be no peace like that!”

Minerva immediately refuted Emilia’s argument.

“No matter how well you wrap it up, you are a slave in the end. Even if you give them freedom, they are nothing more than slaves. Slaves have no choice but to obey when their master orders them. Where is the guarantee that they won’t issue outrageous orders? Emilia, calm down. Do you really believe that making us seedlings for them will lead to peace?”

Even if you treat them well, they are slaves in the end.
Slaves obey their master’s orders.
Any order must be followed.
You have to give birth to monsters for the rest of your life, you have to give birth to their offspring for the rest of your life, and you have to live while exploiting your breast milk for the rest of your life.
I will not be able to achieve what I want, and I will end my life as a livestock.

Is that really good?
To the question of her goddess, Emilia answered right away.

“Yes, there is nothing I can do about it. If you want to eat semen, you will eat it, if you want to have offspring, you will give birth, and if you want to express breast milk, you will express it. I can do anything Eris wants.”

The price of being a slave is high.
As Minerva said, you will have to obey absurd orders, and your life could be ruined because of those orders.
You will end up being used by them for the rest of your life.

But, so what?
Isn’t the price that leads to peace cheap?
In the first place, women are the ones who say they are a resource and do not kill them.
Using that point, you can prolong your life.
What’s so strange about being a livestock in exchange for longevity?
In the first place, the losers have no chance to claim their rights.

So let’s be quiet
Only being a slave, being their resource is the only way to live without dying.
Emilia’s thoughts had long since hardened.

“If necessary, Minerva-sama will also be made into livestock. Minerva-sama has a body that is good for an easy delivery. Please tell me if you want. I will persuade Eris to send her to a well-equipped ranch.”
“Emilia!”
“Okay, the small talk ends, it’s torture time from now on.”

She has no intention of listening to any more objections.
Emilia took a step back and clapped her hands.
Then her thick tentacles came out of her pile and squeezed into Minerva’s mouth.

“Huh? Whoa! Uuuuu!”

Minerva gritted her teeth and tried to hold on, but she couldn’t overcome the force of the tentacles trying to enter.
Shackles were fastened to Minerva’s neck, wrists, and ankles, all made of the same material as the chains used to subdue her.
It was a measure taken to prevent the one-in-a-kind variable from occurring.

Thanks to that, the current Minerva was just an ordinary woman.
There was no means of resisting the tentacles.
Even when her mouth was forced open and the tentacles descended deep into her throat, and at the same time a large mass of tentacles swallowed her head, she had no choice but to stay still.

“Oooh? Whoa! Uuuuu!”

The mass of tentacles engulfed everything except the mouth.
And the numerous slender tentacles inside her body encroached on the eyes, nose and ears of the goddess.

Tentacles stuck everywhere they could enter.
Her hair was no exception.
It penetrated her skull and penetrated her brain.
No matter how much she was a goddess, she was just a weak woman when her powers were sealed.

“It would be nice if you fell quietly, but you brought it all on yourself, Miss Minerva. If you had been cooperative, I wouldn’t have gone this far.”

As the decision was made to have her goddess as her test subject, Minerva began to undergo her alterations.
She was either converted into a demon like other humans, or attempted to corrupt her soul and turn her into a woman mad for her pleasure.
If she can do that, she will be able to easily get information about the other goddesses.

But it all turned out to be a failure.

‘Your genes haven’t changed at all? What is this… Can’t she do it even after taking so much medicine?’

Minerva did not change even though she was injected with medicine to transform her into a demon for several months.
The white jade-like skin did not turn pale, nor did any part of the body deform.
Of course, there was no slave brand on the lower abdomen.

No matter what she did, the goddess Minerva did not fall.
Drugging and brainwashing her brain didn’t work at all.

‘This is not a problem that can be solved by using medicine.’

Archmage Diana was stunned at this absurd situation.
She had been raped for a long time and had become very weak, so I expected it to be easy to remodel, but to say she hasn’t changed at all.
Afterwards, she developed and used several more poisonous drugs, but failed to change her goddess.

No matter what she did, Diana lifted both her hands and feet.

‘I’m sorry, Emilia. It’s impossible on my own.’

Selena, the queen of succubuses, tried to corrupt the soul of her goddess, but she failed.
Even injecting her magic power, her goddess soul did not turn black, and she rather strongly resisted and attacked Selena.
Selena’s hands were charred by the intense light emanating from her soul.

I never thought it would be such a durable material.
The two people who had fallen into the pit of all strong women until now also stuck out their tongues at the firmness of her goddess.
They both gave up because they were beyond their domain.

‘Uuuuu…’

However, the transformation did not work, and the pain caused by her transformation was transmitted intact.
Like the other women, he climaxes with a groan and sprays from between his crotches.
When it’s over, she groans, always convulsing in the aftermath.
Although her body was solid, the walls of her heart were gradually cracking.

So let’s torture her and make her bow her head.
Let’s not stop torturing the dog until it is bowed down.
So the policy was set.

To this end, near-lethal doses of drugs were always injected into the body of the goddess.
There were many barrels of necessary drugs.

Even if she endured the pain of the drug, the pile of tentacles buried by Minerva could humiliate the goddess forever.
As long as they are not killed by external factors, the tentacles can continuously extract milk and squirt water every day.
She can bully her until she goes crazy.

The pile of tentacles could no longer handle Minerva and could kill itself.
But that doesn’t matter.
When you die, just bring a new pile of tentacles.

Torture them until they say they will obey.
Let her taste hell until she vows to enslave her sister herself.
That was the punishment given to her goddess, Minerva, and it was also what Emilia wanted.

Because if we get along well, we can be happy.

“I’ll just go. I have to go see Lilia. Please make your decision until I arrive, Minerva. Next time she will come with Lilia.”
“Uuuuu!”

Leaving behind her crying goddess, Emilia left the workshop.
Drugs began to be injected into the head of the goddess who was left alone, and her cries were stained with her pain.

“Uuuuu! Oooh!”
‘I will not become a slave. I will never, ever become a slave!’

She was a goddess who made a promise like that, but apart from that promise, she didn’t realize at all that the corners of her mouth went up on their own.