The Tyrant's Happy Ending - Chapter 8.6

They say that anyone who finds out about the truth about the boating will be able to join the gathering, so if that’s the case… doesn’t that mean that if I talk nicely to the Emperor, he can stick his d1ck in this ass too?

The eyes filled with lewd lust slowly scanned Yernen’s vulgar buttocks as if they were admiring it.

However, even if his heart was moved, it did not mean that he could do anything right away. First, he had to properly carry out the orders he had been given. When he gestured again, the knights roughly spread their buttocks apart.

“Don’t do it!”

Below, the sound of tearing screams continued, and the writhing resistance continued, but Norenz happily enjoyed the resistance and held up the anoscope he had prepared. Then, he read the words written next to the distorted black hole that opened and closed repeatedly with each breath, as if it would not close.

‘It’s a hole in the men’s room.’

As he watched the letters shaking in response to Yernen’s rebellion, his p3nis began to gain strength little by little.
I thought my p3nis was old and no longer strong, but it wasn’t.

It seemed like it didn’t react because it had never seen anything this stimulating before.

Norenz swallowed. He was finally able to look into the innermost parts of the youngest prince, who had been so distant that he had never dared even look at them.

Now, he had lost the notion that what he was doing was being ordered. All that was coiled in his mind was the sadism he felt toward the beautiful woman who was rolling around in the mud.

“I will put it in, Your Majesty.”

As he said that, he applied gel on the anal speculum that had become cold in the winter wind and placed it on his anus that was repeatedly opening and closing.

The anus shrank as if startled by the sudden coldness, but he ignored it and inserted the anoscope through the tightly closed folds. Deeply, deeply. Without stopping. It was a rough movement he had never done with the patients he usually cared for.

“Ahh…!”

A painful groan rose from below, and Norenz’s p3nis grew stronger, now lifting up the hem of his trousers.

After confirming that the anal speculum was deeply embedded, Norenz turned the screw. As the screw slowly turned, the deep part of the anus slowly began to open. The red inner wall squirmed as the cold air entered the hot interior.

“Ugh… Ugh…! You crazy bastard! Can’t you stop right now?!”
Yernen hurled venomous words at Norenz and limped forward, trying to escape the excruciating pain. But his response only served to add fuel to Norenz’s sadistic desires.

Norenz took out another device he had prepared, a bendable lens engraved with light magic. Norenz inserted the magical tool into Yernen’s gaping anus.

“Ahh…!”

Soon, the instrument began to slowly bend along the colon, passing the tip of the anal speculum. Following him, a groan of pain began to flow out of Yernen’s mouth like a sob. However, Norenz exhaled harshly and hotly, and while keeping his eyes glued to the entrance of the anus that had been stretched to its limit and smoothed out, he slowly checked the inner wall that the magic tool showed, and continued to insert it deeply, deeply.

And soon enough, he finally found what he was looking for: a tiny gap that looked like a scar somewhere in the organ.

Having practiced medicine for a long time, he knew what it was. It was a peculiar mark that could only be found in the bodies of young male omegas that had not yet developed, an underdeveloped uterus.

He knew that was it. His role was over with confirming this. However, Norenz’s heart was already filled with evil intentions.
Forcing the cervix apart was an excruciatingly painful act, especially if the cervix was still underdeveloped.

He spoke to Harriet, his face turned into that of a stern member of parliament.

“I found it. Let me take a look inside.”

After confirming that Harriet had given her a small nod of approval, he began to manipulate his magic tool to scrape open the entrance to the uterus. And finally, he succeeded in opening the gap.

The next step was easy. If you just put the magic tool in, the gap won’t be sealed.

“Ugh… ugh… ugh… ! Ha, don’t… ! Aah! Don’t! Ah, it hurts… ! It hurts… . Ugh, ugh… !”

From below came a terrible scream, a mixture of tears and heartbreak. Knowing this would be the reaction, Norenz barely managed to force the corners of his lips to go up, then made a stern face again and pretended to examine the inside of his womb, buying himself some time.

Even male omegas with developed uteruses would roll their eyes and faint in pain if something entered their uterine orifice. So what would happen if that much stimulation was applied to their immature organs?

Only after hearing the sound of a gasp did Norenz slowly withdraw the magic tool from the uterine cavity.

“An immature uterus and internal organs are all present inside. It seems that Your Majesty suffered a serious injury during her journey to the Duke of Fortnum when she was young, and the pheromone glands in her head were damaged. This is a very rare case. In this case, if you take medicine and properly stimulate the pheromone glands, you can manifest as an omega.”

“…!”

“Also… if you necrotize your uterus like this, you may not develop as an Omega and become a perfect Beta. The reason Your Majesty couldn’t impregnate a woman, and couldn’t conceive a child after receiving Alpha semen, was because of your underdeveloped uterus. If you do that, the semen will function properly and you will be able to impregnate a woman.”

Yernen opened his eyes wide, tears streaming down his face. It was an unbelievable story.

There was only one reason I was locked in this cabin and living a dog-like life. Because I wasn’t an omega. Because I was born with a trait that could never come from the royal family, because I wasn’t a descendant of the royal family.

But, that wasn’t the case. It can be manifested as Omega.
Her head felt cold as if she had been hit hard. Then Harriet spoke to Yernen, who had not yet come to his senses.

“Yernen. As you requested, seven years ago, I sent Lyle to the northern battlefield. I stripped him of his title and branded him a slave.”

“…what?”

Yernen looked at Harriet with a bewildered expression.
“Because I told you not to want to see me and to send you north.”

“What…?”
Yernen said in a trembling voice.

“Right now… what… are you talking about? I, ha.”

Yernen searched his memory. He still remembered that day vividly as if it were yesterday. Yernen had definitely said that. But that was not what he meant.

“I just told you to send him to the Grand Duke. That’s it…! What did you do to Lyle…! Argh…!”

Yernen tried to rush at Harriet, but the knight who was tying Yernen right next to him turned Yernen’s head to the side and slammed it to the floor. His ears rang as he hit the floor hard. But that didn’t matter to Yernen right now.

“What did you do to Lyle!”

“But he… came back. He was a great war hero, and he had evidence proving his parents’ innocence. I sent him away to die, but he survived like some damn parasite.”

“What…?”

Yernen read the uneasy note in Harriet’s wavering tone.

“So shouldn’t we kill them before they cross the border?”

“Harriet!”

“You’ve just trampled all the northern barbarians, and now you give him the crown again, and everything goes back to how it was before? You have to dance and dine in the same banquet hall as those filthy barbarians. That can’t be happening, Yernen.”

Yernen gritted his teeth. There were more than a few things he wanted to say. But, damn it, he never wanted to, but now was the time to bow down to the bastard.

“Don’t do that.”

“… … .”

“Don’t do that, Harriet… .”

Harriet knelt down on one knee beside her youngest brother, who was writhing on the floor like a bug, and bowed her head.