Bang!
The door violently shook as if he had kicked it.
“Break it down!”
Thump! Crash!
With every earsplitting noise, Adel’s body quivered. The old wooden door looked like it could shatter at any moment.
But again, she tensed her lower abdomen and roared with all her might.
“Be warned, do you think Vice Count Vicander will stand idly if you lay a finger on me?”
Regrettably, now was the time to borrow even Christine’s fame.
Sure enough, the villains seemed to hesitate. In Calarim, it was a name that could even silence crying children.
“Hey, there was no talk of Vice Count Vicander.”
“What’s your relation with this woman?”
A faint whisper. A small commotion seemed to have erupted among them.
Seizing the moment, Adel summoned more courage.
“He’ll be here soon. So if you want to live, get out now!”
“Shut up!”
Smash!
Finally, the door broke, and through the white dust, the figures of the villains appeared, Eiton at the center, baring his white teeth in a wicked smile.
“Heh heh heh… Who would fall for your lies? You humiliated me in front of the princess. I’ll make you pay dearly for that today!”
Eiton gestured to the scoundrels around him.
Then, one man began to sprinkle a liquid from a wooden barrel all around. A terrible smell of oil filled the air.
Is he going to set fire to the house?
“No!”
As Adel tried to stop him, the rest of the villains lunged at her.
In that instant, Adel lifted her skirt, revealing her white thigh.
“Don’t! Watch out for the knife…!”
Eiton shouted, but their gazes were already fixed on her thigh, and
Swoosh!
Adel drew the hidden dagger and swung it around.
“Damn it, that woman!”
One of them, his arm cut by Adel, screamed in pain,
“Back off if you don’t want to die!”
Adel held the dagger fiercely.
There was no way she could take them all on, but they couldn’t recklessly charge at her.
‘If only I can stab one of them and escape…’
With her sweaty hand gripping the dagger desperately, a languid voice broke the tension.
“You’re getting tired. I came to help, and this is how you greet me.”
All turned to see a man casually leaning on a red sofa, observing the scene.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]No one knew when he had gotten there.
His sudden appearance was startling, but even more stunning was his otherworldly beauty.
Perfect features, dazzling silverblonde hair, and bloodred lips that seemed to bewitch the viewer.
“Vi, Vice Count Vicander?”
Eiton cried, and the villains around him were panicstricken.
“St, he really came?”
“That crazy!”
Christine slowly rose from the sofa and approached.
“I did ask you to refrain that day, Lord Eiton.”
“That, that day…?”
Eiton, perplexed, suddenly remembered the voice.
Mrs. Hans’ party!
That day, he had taken the drugged Adel to a room. Suddenly, she pulled out a dagger just like now.
Caught off guard, someone approached from behind and whispered in a soft, melodious voice,
“Refrain from dangerous actions.”
At the same moment, he felt a pain in his neck and lost consciousness.
When he awoke, he was gagged, stripped, and tied to a chair.
Was that man Vice Count Vicander?
“Perhaps my warning was too polite that day.”
“I… I just wanted to scare you…”
Eiton answered in fear, but doubt crossed his mind. Vice Count Vicander before him was slender and delicate, almost ladylike.
Surely the rumors were exaggerated.
With the present company, perhaps they could challenge him…
Shing!
In that moment, a flash of light, and Christine drew his rapier.
The long, sleek blade seemed to reflect his character.
Just from looking at it, Eiton suddenly felt suffocated, and his throat dried up. It seemed to be because of the unusual murderous intent emanating from the blade.
He stepped back, trembling without knowing it…
Clatter!
He slipped on the greasy floor and fell down.
At the same time, Christine’s rapier came poking under his chin.
“Aaargh!”
Thinking his chin was being pierced, Eiton screamed in terror.
Meanwhile, Christine’s rapier mercilessly swept from his chin to his throat, then to his chest, abdomen, and right through the middle of his leg.
With the shadow of the blade touching him, Eiton couldn’t breathe from the terror of feeling as though his stomach was splitting open and his intestines were being torn apart.
“Gulp! Cough, sa, save… please… save me… please… sob!”
He urinated on the floor, shaking his body, his face wet with tears, snot, and saliva.
Christine twirled his rapier and sheathed it.
“I have seen enough blood on the battlefield.”
Then, he smiled thinly, and his face instantly became like that of a playful boy.
Taking advantage of the moment, the remaining thugs began to run away like madmen. Eiton tried to flee on his buttocks, but when he met Christine’s eyes, he hesitated again.
“So you’ll sa, save me… so can I… go… after… kn, knowing that?”
Christine nodded his head.
“Only after you get permission from the Countess.”
Then he rested his hand on the handle of his rapier, ready to draw it at any time.
Eiton quickly bowed to Adel, pressing his forehead to the floor.
“I have committed a mortal sin, Countess! Please forgive me! I did it in drunken fury. Please! Bestow mercy on this lowly one! Please!”
He was ready to lick even the sole of Adel’s foot.
Adel was disheartened that she had been afraid of such a person.
“Don’t ever appear before my eyes again!”
“Yes, yes! Will there be anything else?”
He dribbled urine from his lower parts as he ran away.
“Wasn’t that forgiveness too easy? Boring.”
Christine spoke with a dissatisfied look when he was tasting his lips.
Ching clang!
Adel dropped the dagger she was holding and slumped to the floor.
A moment ago, she had been waving the sword with great momentum, and now she was trembling like a pitiful young animal.
“Are you alright?”
“Uhhuh, thank you… Chris…”
Despite still shaking, she forced a smile and made a polite gesture.
“We should clean up, so it’s better to sleep somewhere else tonight.”
He looked around the house and spoke.
The floor was greasy, and broken fragments of the warehouse door were scattered everywhere.
“It’s okay. This much is…”
“Is it because you’re used to it?”
Christine’s sarcastic words slipped out. Even though he knew it wasn’t her fault, he was still angry that she kept pretending to be fine.
Serves you right.
Leaving to live well on your own, and not content with being pointed at by people, you even end up like this.
“So I guess my help isn’t needed. Goodbye.”
As Christine turned firmly to leave, he hesitated.
When he looked down, Adel, who had been sitting on the floor, was tightly clutching the hem of his coat.
“Can’t you stay with me for just a little while? I know I’m a mess, but just for a little while… huh?”
She looked up at him, begging.
Her eyes were so pitiful that Christine turned away.
“Just for a little while.”
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
