Chapter 9 – Ira Gets Fucked at the End (8)

“Why? Why not?”

“Because you didn’t reflect.”

“Fuck! Feet! Bastard!”

Ira picked up her pillow and threw it. Lucius didn’t even move even after being hit by the pillow. After picking up the pillow that had fallen on the floor and putting it back on the bed, Lucius said.

“Get a good rest today. I’ll heal your wounds later.”

“Eat this.”

Aira sneered as she raised her middle finger. Lucius did not show any reaction to the action. He said, placing her hand on her aira’s head her.

“Don’t worry. Nobody’s hitting anyone here.”

“What are you talking about? Release me!”

Lucius said nothing more. He opened the door without a word and disappeared. Aira was left alone in the large room. And only then Fear came over Ira. Anxiety about being alone. And, the despair of having to do the same thing all over again the very next morning.

“Aaaaagh!”

A scream rang out from Aira’s room.

The next morning. Ira was dragged like her dog by Robin. It seemed that Robin hadn’t gotten used to this bizarre method of punishment yet. Lucius was on the podium this morning as well.

The villagers who had gathered, wondering if they would do the same thing again today, whispered to each other when the lord really dragged Aira out.

“Be quiet. Who makes noise when a sinner repents?”

Of course, the small talk disappeared with Lucius’ stern warning. Lucius confirmed that the villagers were gathered today and opened his mouth.

“Then. Today, as well as yesterday, we will start Aira’s march of atonement. Aira. If you fall or fall, you’ll start over from the beginning.”

Ira glanced around her and gritted her teeth. The two people who beat him yesterday were nowhere to be seen. She wasn’t used to being naked yet, but Ira moved slowly, step by step.

Every step she took caught the attention of the men around her. Should I say that it was a relief that the placard around her neck didn’t cover her breasts, Ira cautiously walked forward, covering her private parts. One step like that. Another step again.

Puck!

Someone threw a rotten fruit at Aira’s head. At the moment Aira stumbled after being struck by her fruit, someone stepped on her Aira’s leg.

“You dirty bitch!”

“You fucking bitch!”

Aira knew who this voice was. She was the one who had been beating herself up yesterday, and as soon as Aira fell to the floor, she started to trample on her as soon as some of the villagers, with the two of them at the forefront, trampled her.

“Evil! Evil! Lord! Fuck you! Is it okay to do this?”

Ira wasn’t as panicked as yesterday, so she argued with Lucius. Lucius was silently watching the merciless beating scene.

“Aaaaah! Sa, save me! I’m dying!”

“Stop!”

At that time, Lucius shouted. Like trained soldiers, the villagers all stopped and stepped back a bit. Lucius said to the standing soldiers.

“Bring Aira back.”

Ira felt her lips chapped. Her still unhealed body was screaming. There was another black bruise on her side of her, and it hurt like a crack in the bone in her leg of her. As Ira, her limp, was brought back to her door, Lucius said.

“Then. Let’s start the march of atonement again.”

Ira’s eyes trembled greatly. Are you trying to kill me here today? Ira looked her way again. She was standing in front of the road two men who had been beating her to death. Ira asked, raising her finger.

“I, pass over there? Can I interfere like this?”

“You must endure any ridicule. You must endure any contempt. Only then can you become a new person.”

“Fuck…Fuck…”

Airaga gnashed her teeth and moved her steps again. Where to try With each step she took, the thugs in front of her became increasingly frightening. To Ira, they were about two meters tall, and her fists looked as hard as cast iron. Ira closed her eyes tightly and she approached them.

Step.

Another step again.

And.

“You fucking bitch!”

Puck!

Puck! Puck!

Again, the merciless beating began. As soon as she was within arm’s reach of her Ira her, the two of them tripped over her leg her and began beating her madly. As Aira collapsed and let out her screams, Lucius again ordered her soldiers.

“Bring Aira.”

Ira was swollen all over her body. Lucius, who was staring at her Aira, reached out her hand to her Aira and chanted her spell. A pure white light enveloped Aira’s body and her wounds disappeared again. Ira knew her meaning and bristled the hairs all over her body.

“Then let’s start the march of atonement again.”

She can’t even die from being beaten. You can’t go all the way down this road. At that moment, Ira felt a sense of despair. It was because she really felt the malice that she would continue doing this until she was mad.

When she looked up again, the two men were glaring at her. Ira had to keep walking down this road. Her legs trembled. A soldier from behind pushed her forward, and she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.

She staggered forward step by step. So Aira stood in front of her two men again.

“Fucking bitch!”

Her kicking started again. Her kicks her were much more painful and painful than before. At her beating, which showed her willingness to beat her to death, Ira curled up over her and began to sob.

“Stop!”

Lucius shouted again. Her soldiers brought her Aira back. Her child, her body, and her mind were all in a mess. Ira, who spat her blood froth from her mouth, looked up at Lucius. Lucius said, putting her heel on her Aira.

“I will begin the march of atonement.”

Until the afternoon work hours began, the march of atonement continued. When Aira entered her room in tatters, Lucius also entered her room. Lucius hugged her Aira again, and her Aira spat out a curse on her.

“Kill! Kill, bitch!”

“I can’t.”

It was too much trouble to ask why now? She didn’t know why Ira had to suffer like this. He would rather have his hand amputated and live a disabled life. Tears came out because her chest was tight and she was going crazy. She asked Ira sobbing.

“To me… Why are you doing this to me…? Fuck… Hehe… To me… Why are you doing this!”

“If you have sinned, you must repent.”

“What crime have I committed? Fuck… Such a… Such a great sin? Huh?”

“Think carefully, Ira. Why should I be punished?”

“I don’t know fuck! How do I know that, you crazy psycho bastard!”

“No. Ira. You have to think carefully. Why should you repent? Find the answer to that question. This is the first homework.”

Lucius left her aira, opened her door and tried to get out. At that moment, Aira involuntarily reached out her hand to grab Lucius. Lucius turned around at the sound.

“Oh, no.”

Ira lowered her hand again and shook her head. And the moment Lucius closes the door. Fear came again. Anxiety of being alone. And, the despair of having to do the same thing all over again the very next morning.

“I will begin the march of atonement.”

Gradually, her men were waiting nearby. At first, those who waited on the roadside of the village, take a step every day. One more step closer. And when Ira approached, she began to beat her more and more mercilessly.

After Lucius showed that if he didn’t kill, he could revive, the violence intensified.

“Fucking bitch!”

“Damn the bitch!”

The swearing in her ears and the beatings that cut her body had completely shattered Aira’s spirit. And again three days. When her Ira was beaten outside her, Lucius whispered sweet words to her inside her room and hugged her tightly. How many days have passed like that? Ira was facing her fear head-on.

It was because right in front of Aira’s departure, her two men were waiting for her, gritting her teeth and blowing her snort. While Aira met the two men’s eyes and trembled, Lucius opened his mouth with an expressionless face.

“I will begin the march of atonement.”

As soon as the words started, the two men tripped Aira and started beating her. After being beaten for a while, Ira opened her eyes, pushed two of her men away, and ran to the manor house. There was a knock on the tightly closed door and Aira let out her scream.

“Open it! Open it! Now… I hate it now! Heuuuuu…”

Lucius looked at him and said.

“I’ll stop here for today.”

And Ira went back to her room her. Ira went back to her room and started to look around her, pressed against the wall. Lucius followed, and she was watching him with her still wary eyes, Ira. Lucius asked.

“Well then, let’s start over. What did you do wrong?”

“I tried to rob… The warehouse… Of the mansion…”

Aira shook her hands and bowed her head. Said Lucius, stroking her Aira’s head her.

“That’s right. Who is the punishment for?’

“Because of Carol… I accept…”

“That’s right. You did very well. But you haven’t repented yet. Ira. I’m sorry, but tomorrow…”

Before she could finish her words, Ira knelt on her floor and grabbed Lucius ‘arm her. She asked Lucius, seeing the longing in her eyes of her Aira of her.

“Why?”

“I’ll do anything. I’ll do anything. Please stop the march of atonement. Please stop as much as possible.”

“No. You can’t. You don’t know if you’ve repented.”

Aira prayed as she flattened herself on the floor at those words. Even when Lucius saw her that way, he shook her head and tried to go outside. The moment Lucius was about to leave, Aira grabbed Lucius’ clothes and shouted.

“Don’t go out!”

“Oops.”

Lucius looked at Ira. She, Ira, was crying. Said Aira through her tears.

“Don’t go out. When you go out, you hear that voice. The voices of those guys calling me…’ Joe, bitch… And threatening me while calling me… I hear… Anything I will, so please don’t leave me alone… Please stop the march of atonement…”

“Are you going to do anything?”

“Yes…Huh…”

Lucius locked the door. Then she stood in front of Ira and unfastened her pants belt.

“Suck it.”