Dietrich Calypso entered the underground prison where Ileon Gredrick was imprisoned. Beside him was Celia Brillion, holding a cage containing Popo.
Torchlight hanging on the wall cast a dim glow.
As they ventured deeper into the prison, Anderson and Ileon Gredrick trapped inside the iron bars came into view.
“Duke Calypso.”
Anderson bowed deeply toward Dietrich Calypso.
“Any incidents while I was away?”
“No, sir.”
Just as Anderson had observed Dietrich Calypso for many years, Dietrich Calypso had also come to understand certain things about Anderson over a long period of time.
“…….”
Dietrich Calypso’s gaze fell upon Anderson’s eyelids, which trembled ever so slightly.
Anderson looked like he had many questions, yet ultimately chose not to ask anything.
“You may leave now.”
Anderson responded to Dietrich Calypso’s order.
“……Understood.”
Anderson departed.
Beyond the space where he had stood, Ileon Gredrick remained imprisoned, bound in restraints.
Ileon Gredrick inside the cell lifted his lips into a smile upon seeing Dietrich Calypso and Celia Brillion.
“How’s the situation outside?”
Dietrich Calypso dryly replied to the audacious attempt to probe him.
“You don’t need to know.”
“The news today reported that you’ve thrown me into prison. By now, there’s hardly anyone who doesn’t know.”
Though cut off from the outside, Ileon Gredrick acted as if he knew everything happening beyond the walls.
“Even if you burn down the Grand Cathedral or kill me, you can never completely destroy Abelon. Did you really think the scale of a kingdom and an empire could even be compared?”
Ileon Gredrick leaned back and added,
“You will never defeat me.”
Celia Brillion glared at Ileon Gredrick.
“Do you think this is just about winning or losing? It’s not. You destroyed our kingdom, and we’re simply doing what must be done.”
Ileon Gredrick’s gaze slid slowly toward Celia Brillion.
“Princess.”
His voice clung, thick and sticky.
“You resent me?”
“…….”
“Do you resent me for taking everything from you?”
Ileon Gredrick’s pale eyes gleamed with an odd light, as if desperately wanting her to resent him.
Dietrich Calypso stepped forward, shielding Celia Brillion.
Once Celia Brillion disappeared from his line of sight, Ileon Gredrick’s pupils darkened coldly.
“You’re locked in a prison now, unable to do anything. Whether you secretly sent a carrier pigeon through your maid or leaked information to the newspaper, none of it poses any threat to us.”
At Dietrich Calypso’s words, Ileon Gredrick’s eyes twitched.
“Is that so?”
Ileon Gredrick slowly closed his eyes.
“You’ll just have to sit here and watch with your own eyes as Abelon is destroyed.”
Dietrich Calypso spoke, and Ileon Gredrick silently laughed.
[This is the timeline separator]The two confirmed Ileon Gredrick was still imprisoned and returned to the mansion.
“Popo. I won’t leave you alone anymore.”
Celia Brillion said, hanging Popo’s cage in her bedroom.
Seeing it right before her eyes brought her peace of mind.
Celia Brillion left the cage door completely open so Popo could move in and out freely.
Flap! Flap!
Popo seemed to love Celia Brillion’s room, flying around here and there.
“That much fun?”
Dietrich Calypso narrowed his eyes at the silver cage hanging in Celia Brillion’s room.
“Must you really bring it inside the bedroom?”
“He seems anxious when I’m not around.”
Celia Brillion shrugged as if asking what the problem was.
Dietrich Calypso shook his head.
“I can’t tell anymore whether this is a bird’s house or a human’s house.”
“He was captured by a madman, so cut him some slack.”
Dietrich Calypso looked dissatisfied.
“Besides, Popo was your gift to me.”
“…….”
Celia Brillion turned toward Popo, joyfully flying around the room.
“Popo, I’m thinking of finding you a mate later. How does that sound?”
Popo’s eyes slowly turned toward Celia Brillion.
“What do you think? Sounds good?”
Popo bobbed his head, flapping his beak up and down in agreement.
“Good, good. I’ll definitely find you a pretty female.”
Celia Brillion smiled warmly as she made the promise.
“Female, female!”
Popo flapped his wings, mimicking her words.
Celia Brillion smiled affectionately.
“Excited about getting a partner?”
“……Men.”
Dietrich Calypso shook his head.
[This is the timeline separator]Celia Brillion briefly closed her eyes, lying down on the bed from exhaustion.
But suddenly, she felt someone staring down at her.
The gaze was so intense she could feel it even with her eyes closed.
Unsettled, Celia Brillion slowly opened her eyes.
There, positioned exactly where he had the best view, Popo was staring directly at her.
“Popo?!”
Celia Brillion’s mouth fell open in shock.
“Female, female!”
Shrieking the word “female,” Popo suddenly flapped his wings violently and lunged toward Celia Brillion.
The bird flailed his beak, disorienting her.
Having completely thrown Celia Brillion into chaos, Popo sharply jabbed his beak straight into her plump chest.
“Female, female!”
“Popo! What are you doing?!”
Celia Brillion pushed Popo away in alarm, but Popo persisted stubbornly.
Dietrich Calypso appeared at the door, quickly snatching Popo mid-air.
“Every time I look away, disaster strikes.”
Flap! Flap!
The captured Popo thrashed in Dietrich Calypso’s hand, struggling to break free.
“This isn’t Popo.”
Dietrich Calypso’s brows furrowed.
The creature struggling in Dietrich Calypso’s grip tried to bite him, but was too weak.
Flap! Flap!
“There’s something else inside Popo’s body.”
“What?”
Celia Brillion’s mouth dropped open.
“Does this thing still look like Popo to you?”
What was thrashing in Dietrich Calypso’s hand was no longer Popo, but something else.
Popo’s black pupils had turned golden.
Celia Brillion remembered those golden eyes—slitted like a snake’s, expanding and contracting repeatedly.
“That damn Arthur Servantes! What did you do to Popo?!”
Celia Brillion roared in fury.
Thud! Thud!
Dietrich Calypso twisted Popo’s neck, exerting force to extract whatever was inside the bird’s body.
Something wriggling could be felt within Dietrich Calypso’s grip.
“Damn it.”
Dietrich Calypso cursed, his brows tightening.
“It’s Arthur’s soul.”
“?”
“He’s dead, unable to use a human body anymore, so he’s possessing Popo’s body to reach you.”
“……What?”
Celia Brillion stared at Popo, whose neck was twisted in Dietrich Calypso’s grip, her face filled with disbelief.
“He must’ve prepared this before dying. That’s why he seemed too intact. It was all deception.”
Dietrich Calypso tightened his grip, trying to pull Arthur’s soul out from within Popo’s body.
“Celiaaaaaaak!”
A deep male voice erupted from Popo’s beak.
“I will not die. Never.”
The voice was utterly mismatched with Popo’s cute, tiny appearance.
Popo, speaking with a twisted neck, looked grotesque.
Celia Brillion’s eyes trembled.
“Kkkkkk.”
Popo laughed chillingly, his gaze fixed on Celia Brillion.
To do such a thing using Popo’s body—
Celia Brillion could never forgive Arthur.
“Stop it! You madman!”
“Kkkkkk. Kahaha!”
Despite Celia Brillion’s shout, Popo laughed even more grotesquely.
His behavior confirmed without doubt that Arthur’s soul was inside.
Crack!
Dietrich Calypso tightened his grip on Popo’s body even more fiercely.
The creature thrashed desperately, trying to escape Dietrich Calypso’s grasp.
But with only a bird’s body, it was just a bird.
Arthur’s soul, unable to overcome the limits of avian form, struggled to the very end.
“Youuuuuu are mine, I will have you, you foolish little feeeeemale.”
Dietrich Calypso brought his hand to Popo’s head—and squeezed with full force.
“Kraaaaaaak!”
A tearing scream, Arthur’s agonized shriek, echoed from Popo’s throat.
Popo trembled violently, then abruptly dropped his head and collapsed, lifeless.
“It’s over. He just needs rest.”
Celia Brillion stared at the limp, motionless Popo with hollow eyes.
“Let’s take this cage down for now.”
Dietrich Calypso pulled the silver cage down from the ceiling, clearly disgusted by the sight.
“Popo… is Popo dead?”
“…….”
“Poor Popo…”
He had such a pitiful owner, got kidnapped, harmed by Arthur, and now ended up like this.
Celia Brillion felt overwhelming guilt toward Popo.
“He’s not dead.”
“?”
“He just needs to rest. He’ll come back. Don’t worry.”
Celia Brillion looked down at Popo, who showed no sign of movement, her face filled with worry.
He wasn’t even breathing—Popo clearly looked dead.
“He’ll survive.”
Dietrich Calypso reassured Celia Brillion, who was gazing at Popo with deep concern.
“You don’t need to worry.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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