The Tyrant's Happy Ending - Chapter 13.6

“These are all your sins, the sins that have appeared before me.”

And then, the hellish times began.

“Haaak, haaak.”

Yernen stuck out his tongue and panted heavily, like a dog on the verge of dehydration. But no matter how hard he tried to breathe, he couldn’t breathe properly.

“Haaug… .”

Another man’s p3nis slipped out of Yernen’s hole with a slurping sound. However, not a single drop of semen flowed out of Yernen’s assh0le.

Yernen’s body trembled like a fish being pulled out of the water, struggling to survive. He really felt like he was going to die. He felt like his stomach was going to burst and he was going to die.

But there was no way they would tolerate Yernen’s circumstances. Another man hugged Yernen’s swollen waistline and thrust his p3nis into it.

“…!”

Yernen opened her mouth without being able to scream as she felt the pain of her stomach being ripped apart. And the man who had inserted his p3nis into Yernen’s hole kept pressing Yernen’s stomach.

“Ha… Ahhak…! Ha… Don’t… .”

Yernen pushed the man away, her voice hoarse from screaming, as she let out a refusal. However, the man did not push away, but only pressed harder against Yernen’s stomach.

The man said with an evil laugh.

“This thing looks like a monster.”

“…!”

It was a terribly hurtful thing to say. But it was true. And that fact hurt Yernen even more.

The seeds planted in her stomach grew in an instant, absorbing all the semen shed by the men. As a result, Yernen’s stomach was swollen like a pregnant woman in full term. Even her stomach did not look like a normal pregnant woman’s. It was swollen and ugly here and there.

It was a sight that was very fitting for the word monster. Yernen’s eyes quickly turned bright red. But no tears came out. Because now there were no more tears left to shed.

Yernen unconsciously moved her body to the man’s waist, like a cheap male prostitute would do.

And soon after, the man ejaculated and with a slurping sound, he came out of Yernen’s hole. However, for some reason, the next man did not try to insert his p3nis into Yernen’s hole.

“… … .”

Yernen looked up at the man with confused eyes.

It was the Marquis de Le Creuset.

“I guess it’s over now.”

It was a meaningful statement. Yernen tried hard to understand the meaning behind it, but his muddy head was unable to properly analyze it.

However, Yernen soon learned what that meant.

Pasrak.

Because I started hearing strange noises inside my stomach.

The egg is broken.

Pasrak. Pasrak. Pasrak.

The sound of eggs breaking was heard without pause, and soon after, the baby monsters that had been born began to move around frantically inside the stomach.

“Ah… Ah… Ah, Aaaah! Don’t do it!”

Yernen scratched the dirt floor with his fingers in agony. His fingernails were breaking and bleeding, but Yernen, filled with despair and crying, continued to crawl on the dirt floor as if he didn’t even feel the pain.

“Hey, Namchang. You should get rid of that monster quickly now. If you don’t get rid of it now, it will take root in your stomach, grow, and burst out.”

“Ah, ahh…! Save me…!”

Yernen grabbed the Marquis Le Creuset’s sleeve and burst into tears.

It was something he would never do under normal circumstances. But the horrific situation he had never experienced before pushed Yernen to the edge.

The Marquis de Le Creuset looked down at Yernen and said with a mean smile.

“Really? Then I should do as you wish.”

As he said this, the Marquis de Le Creuset beckoned to the knights, and Yernen was dragged by them by the hand to the shallow water where he usually washed himself. Here and there on his pure white calves and thighs, large and small scratches appeared from the dirt and stones.

Dump.

Yernen, who was thrown right in front of the water, looked up at the men, holding onto the boat that was rocking back and forth with terrible things. The Marquis de Le Creuset crouched down in front of Yernen, looking wicked.

“That monster is a creature that lives in the water. So, if you go into the water and poop, it will come out. Try it. Before those monsters rip open your belly, Namchang. Quickly! Quickly!”

The Marquis de Le Creuset spoke as if he were joking. It was terribly humiliating, and I felt so sad.

“Ugh… .”

But even so, Yernen could not resist him. The strong force caused his stomach to bulge out and then back in. It really seemed as if these monsters would tear his stomach apart if he continued like this.

Yernen dragged his weak legs and barely crawled to the water’s edge, dipping his lower body into the water. The water was so transparent that it was almost chilling, allowing Yernen’s protruding belly and spread thighs to be seen without any hesitation.

“Ugh…!”

Yernen grabbed the tough grass growing on the shore and pulled himself up. The blades of grass dug into his palm, causing bl00d to form in the hole.

“Ahhh…!”

And after a long struggle, one by one, horribly thin, black tentacles began to emerge from between Yernen’s buttocks.

“Hurry up! Hurry up!”

They began to urge Yernen on, clapping and laughing here and there. It was terribly humiliating to be the butt of a joke, but they couldn’t stop. They had to quickly get all the horrible monsters out of the ship.

“Ugh…!”

And then, for the third time, when I had almost finished squeezing out a fairly large beast, with cold sweat running down my forehead and back.

“…!”

Suddenly, a man’s rough hand came between her armpits and pulled Yernen out of the water.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Yernen’s hands swung wildly as if trying to grab something from the air.

This is because the tentacles that had almost completely escaped were surprised by the sudden dry environment and crawled back into Yernen’s hole, pounding here and there in his stomach.

Following the movement of the tentacles, various parts of the ship rose and fell.

It was literally a monstrous, hideous sight.

In order to escape the terrible pain, Yernen pushed away the men who had tied him up, collapsed, grabbed some grass, and crawled back to the water’s edge in desperate movements.

Ahahahaha!

Those around him laughed heartily at the sight of Yernen. Then Yernen went into the water and barely managed to calm his stomach, but then tentacles started crawling out from between Yernen’s holes, and they pulled him out of the water again.

“Don’t do it!”

The monster that had half popped out quickly crawled back into the hole that had been holding me as if to survive when exposed to the dry air, and started pounding on my stomach again.

Yernen went back into the water, sobbing to drown out the terrible pain, and was pulled out again and again.

The men teased and harassed Yernen again and again until he was completely exhausted.

And finally, when Yernen was unable to crawl back to the water’s edge and was rolling around in the grass, shivering and whimpering in agony, they dragged Yernen over and laid him down, tying both his arms to the base of a tree, and his left leg to the base of another tree.

“Ugh… Ugh…!”

Yernen pulled up his only free knee to relieve the pain a little. At first glance, the hole through which the tentacles emerged and entered caught the men’s eyes and then disappeared.

But for some reason, no one rushed to Yernen despite seeing that sight.

They just threw the video sphere right next to Yernen and sat there.

“Then….”

And Marquis Petra, who had been examining Yernen’s condition and the location of the video sphere, opened his mouth.

“Shall we go and have a bite to eat, everyone?”

“What, what…?”

Yernen looked up at Marquis Petra with a pale face. His eyes were a mixture of deep despair and longing.

“Good!”

“Is it that time already?”

But the words that followed only drove a wedge into Yernen’s despair.

“Don’t go! Please…!”

Aaak!

Yernen writhed violently and screamed.

It was a terribly desperate tone.

But the men turned around and walked away without even giving Yernen a glance.

Inside her stomach, the baby monsters were still moving without rest. Yernen looked at them with distorted eyes, filled with despair and fear, as if she was about to shed tears.

A tender voice filled with tears flowed out from between Yernen’s lips.

“Ugh, ugh. I’m, I’m scared… Don’t go… Ugh, please…”

But no one answered his earnest plea.

* * *

Bam!

The video sphere crashed into the stone floor with a dull sound and was completely shattered beyond recognition.

Lyle barely managed to raise his hand, which was shaking so much that he couldn’t move it properly, and ran it through his hair.

“What the fvck….”

Then I took a deep breath and tried my best to shake off the rising sensation. But it was no use.

“What the heck…?”

The revealed face was completely distorted, engulfed in an intense rage that seemed to have no end in sight.

I knew that something had happened to Prince Fortnum… no, to Yernen in the past. But this was ridiculous.

Lyle took another image orb from the display case, his hands shaking with anger, and inserted it into the magic tool. The image appeared again.

That it wasn’t true, that it was a mistake, that it couldn’t be true.

All those thoughts were blown away by the scream that came at the same time as the image appeared again.

“What the fvck!”

Boom!

Lyle pulled out the ball and threw it at the display case.

Shards of shattered glass rained down from the glass doors of the display case, and the projection screen that had been projecting images just moments ago was shattered into a mess beyond recognition.

Lyle raised his hand and washed his face with a scowl. No matter how hard he tried to forget, the vivid red color of the image he had seen earlier would not disappear from his mind.

In the end, Lyle had no choice but to accept that everything captured in the video here was… Yernen.

Boom!

Unable to contain his anger, he opened the cabinet door and smashed all the spheres inside. Shards of broken glass and magic stones flew everywhere. Some of them passed by, leaving small scratches on his hands and face. However, Lyle felt no pain.

I kept breaking and breaking like crazy, but there was still a lot of video left.

“How much, exactly….”

Lyle, who was about to speak, bit his lip and struck the cracked video screen rolling on the floor, shattering it into pieces. The screen and the images captured within it will be erased from the world forever.

But he knew that doing so would not make the time Yernen had experienced disappear.

“Fvck…! Fvck!”

Boom!

Lyle slammed his fist into the wall. Over and over again. Until the skin tore and bled.

Lyle opened the door with a staggering step and looked down. There was Stepin, crouching down with his ears covered and eyes closed as he had been told, shivering. It was fortunate that he had sent him out as soon as Yernen’s face was caught in the video. Otherwise… he would have had to kill him.

Lyle walked up to Stephin and called his name.

“Stephen Mariage.”

Only then did Stephin slowly open his eyes and jump up when he saw Lyle’s shoes.

“Yes, yes! Your Majesty…!”

Lyle raised his trembling hands, rubbed his eyes, and barely suppressed the anger that was welling up in him as he spoke.

“Can we create a virtual image sphere by synthesizing a human face?”

Stephin trembled when he heard those words.