Sell. Fallen Girl. Never Written.

Chapter 383

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Chapter 383 – Observation

It was around the time that Yandel and the others had a lot of problems, but they were harmonious when the dungeon raid was over.

Hell was unfolding for some.

“Aaaaa!!!”

The basement’s unique rugged and rough floor. A middle-aged man with a virtuous appearance tumbled on the floor above him.

One foot was roughly cut off, as if someone had ripped it off, and the fingers that were barely attached to each other were dangling through large holes in both hands.

I tried to stand up with my intact legs, but humans were not creatures that could move quickly even after losing three of their limbs.

After all, middle-aged… All his man, the Marquis of Cyprus, could do was crawl on the ground with his knees broken.

But how can he not know that this is futile?

It was the only thing I could do, so I couldn’t help it.

Although he was deprived of his title and exiled, he was not robbed of the slush fund he had been hiding. So he bought a mansion on the outskirts of Krasius, recruited guards, and lived a decent life, if not as good as before.

Suddenly, Karla cut off all the guards and chased him to the basement, which even Cypriot’s wife would not know about, and threw him into hell.

Back.

“Quaaaaa!!!”

Cyprus squirmed and screamed as he touched the wounded area with his tentacles. Carla looked down at him and smiled twistedly.

“How amazing. It’s something I’ve already done once, but it’s so much fun.”

A dual voice that is enchanting enough to bewitch even a famous adult, yet feels like a child’s innocence.

Did you feel the passion inside it? Or did he feel that there was no further escape, no way for him to survive?

Cyprus, who buried his head in the mud of the floor and the mud created by his own blood, cried out in blood.

“Dae, why are you doing this to me! What did I do wrong! In the first place, there was no bad relationship between you and me!”

“That is not wrong. You couldn’t buy me in this world, right?”

“What is that… ?”

Cyprus, he hesitated at the tone of his voice, as if he had come from another world.

However, his question will not be answered. This beautiful but cruel monster didn’t seem to feel the need to explain it.

Cyprus suffers and dies miserably.

Like most people, his fate is set out of his reach.

Realizing this, Cyprus’ complexion turned white. Of course, Carla didn’t care at all.

I just step on his back and smile brightly.

“Whoops. Looking at it this way, it looks like the worm you love so much. Subhuman livestock, toys to be played with and discarded. An insect that can be stepped on and killed at any time… It felt like this.”

“What, what?”

She knew long ago that the Carla in front of her was not the Carla she once gave up while trying to bid.

Official letters from the imperial family haven’t arrived yet, but the Carla that Cyprus knows can’t shoot tentacles from its back.

If he had fallen to this extent in the first place, Yandel, who would be closest to him, would not let him go.

Cyprus couldn’t take a good look at Yandel who hijacked their goal, and in fact, in the past, they even thought of trying to suppress it by force…

Apart from that, he had no doubt that Yandel was a hero.

However, I couldn’t lightly listen to the words that came out just a moment ago.

That would be too… That’s what he always said when he played in the cellar wrecking slaves.

“Now I know! Four years! You are one of my discarded slaves! Since it would have been impossible to escape, I wonder if there was a bitch who was still alive among the things I threw away thinking she was dead!”

“Huh.”

It was a voice full of conviction that Karla had forgotten the words of another world that she had just said.

“It must have been a very broken body, so it must have been repaired and made into the current face! Because the fact that Duke Lindelheit is weak to his woman is famous! Did you think that the same looks would reveal gaps?”

“… Duke Lindelheit?”

Carla’s eyebrows twitched at the words she thought she would never hear again. Of course, Cyprus seemed to take it in a completely different meaning.

“Okay! Duke Yandel Lindelheit! He will kill you, you witch! Did you think you became a different person just because you put on a different skin? The past never changes! Four years still tainted me…”

Fuck!

Before Cyprus could finish his words, his head was pierced by tentacles and exploded.

“Ah.”

Carla, who couldn’t stand it and killed Cyprus at once, sighed.

“I should have bothered you a little more… That’s too bad.”

Then, with her cold eyes down at her body as she lost her head and flinched, she wielded her tentacles.

Chow!

Carla, who was tearing apart her remaining body as if not wanting to keep it neat, muttered quietly.

“The past doesn’t change… That I know best.”

Karla’s body was newly created based on Karla’s organization in this world.

Although it has grown rapidly, it is in fact a new body that is no different from a baby that was just a few days old. Even the broken mana core will come back intact if you make a new one.

But her mind is different.

Carla still remembers her sweet smell mixed with the aphrodisiac of this cellar. She remembers the feel of the floor so rough it made her back and her knees all over, and she also remembers the moment her heart was breaking.

Cyprus was a eunuch, but that’s because he was a sadistic idealist.

So her revenge is just the beginning.

I hate those who pushed themselves to hell. I hate people who have made happy families. I hate lovers who believe in love. I hate those who have what I don’t have. Hate the world

I just can’t stand it because I hate it and hate it.

Whether the world shatters, she will not stop until she shatters herself, until one of her reaches the limit.

“… But there is no need to break people who are already broken.”

Carla, who nodded her head alone, approached her door, where she had felt the presence of her from earlier.

Kiik-

Her thick iron door opened to reveal a naked, skinny woman with a leash tied to her chain.

Squatting down in her corner, she reflexively crawled on all fours and headed towards Karla when someone entered.

No, it had to be because her limbs were amputated at the elbow and knee in the first place.

Ignoring the fact that her loosely tied bandages were soaked in her blood, she approached and forcibly shook her stiff back. Like her dog wagging her tail.

It is the result of violence, starvation, and brainwashing through drugs.

The bruises left here and there on the body and the blurry eyes as if trying to turn away from reality are proof of that.

A woman who licks the instep of Karla as she has been taught, as if it doesn’t matter if her opponent is someone other than Cyprus.

Carla got down on one knee and stroked the woman’s head.

It is hard to believe that he brutally murdered Cyprus and his subordinates without blinking an eye just a moment ago.

As far as now, even the coquettishness that had always covered her body had disappeared, and Karla, who reminded her of a saintess just like her, asked in a low tone.

“Your master is dead.”

“Beep! Keeing!”

“What would you do? If you want to get out of here, I’ll get you out. If you want revenge, I’ll help you where I can. Ah, I’m sorry Marquis of Cyprus, but I killed him first.”

“Ki-ing…”

“So now there is no need to bullshit… Aha? Is your tongue cut off so you can only make that sound?”

Carla, who opened her woman’s lips, nodded her head.

“It’s hard to say complicated things, so let’s ask a question that can be answered with yes or no. Blink once for yes, twice for no.”

Carla gently hugged her woman’s face and stared into her eyes. As if she saw through something, or as if reassuring.

Carla smiled softly and asked in a calm voice.

“Do you want to live?”

“…”

The woman, who had been fidgeting restlessly, stopped all her movements for an instant. And a little light shining through her dull eyes.

The woman who had been thinking for a long time slowly. However, she blinked her eyelids twice with clear determination.

Carla with a sad smile hugged the woman lightly and whispered.

“It won’t hurt.”

At the same time, Carla’s tentacles wrapped around her woman.

Aww

A woman’s body stretched helplessly with the sound of something breaking.

She didn’t even have time to scream before she laid her dead body on the bed and headed to the next room.

Carla faced all the enslaved slaves with reverence like a pilgrim.

And she killed them all with her own hand.

Because only a painless death was the greatest kindness she could show toward broken people like Carla herself.

Lastly, Carla looking at her room where she was confined. Needless to say, there is no sign of popularity inside her.

But why? Carla opened her last door, which was firmly closed before she knew it.

Profit.

“This…”

What filled her inside were items that were unexpected for Karla.

Her tools for all kinds of torture and perverted pleasure were nowhere to be found, and less than her desk and piles of papers awaited her.

Carla picks up and reads any document out of her curiosity, wondering if she was working here.

Not long after, her lips curved into a languid smile.

“It’s fun.”

Piled up in this room were documents containing the whereabouts of Yandel and Karla in this world.

Her lingering feelings for not being able to completely give up her Carla, and her investigation into Cyprus, her resentment towards Yandel, who deprived her of her title and drove her out of the country.

From the moment she took her enslaver to her academy, to the time she became the Duke of Lindelheit, her details were detailed.

“Duke of Lindelheit. She wondered what the hell was going on, but that’s great.”

Saying that, Carla sat down in front of her desk.

It wasn’t until a full day had passed that the mansion in Cyprus was shattered by a bunch of strange tentacles.

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