Chapter 92: Butcher who cannot intercede.
Butcher Demon
I got off the hammock.
The stimulation of the damp soil and cold pebbles on the soles of my feet was pleasant.
A large praying mantis brought me my apron. Oh, thank you.
As I put the apron around my neck, I turned around to see several large spiders picking up the unconscious Titania covered in semen out of the hammock. They were wrapping her in new white cloth (?) and holding her. The giant insects seemed to be taking care of her.
These giant insects seemed to be the allies of Titania and me.
Or maybe they are serving her. She appears to be their important figure.
Who is Titania exactly?
Is she the princess of the insects?
I need to refresh my memory a little bit.
First, Titania, â¦â¦.
Well, there she is.
Sheâs limp and tired because of me, but sheâs there.
I have waited so long for this day.
Day after day, I am beaten with a club, whipped, and forced to rape, fed dry and tasteless food, not given proper clothing, forced to look at my disgusting appearance in the mirror.
I was dragged around like livestock, and when I went out on the streets, I was looked at as if I were filth, and when I went out on the battlefield, I was targeted by a bunch of humans. Even the aliens, who are supposed to be my comrades in arms, treat me like a dog, and Iâm put on the front line without any proper support. It was as if I was being told, âJust go in there and die, butcherâ thatâs my job. The only place I belonged was in the prison.
Even in that prison, I was feared, cursed, and rejected even by the women who were supposed to be kind to me. I had no choice but to force them down and make them feel good, but in the end, they just became unresponsive like a broken doll. None of them accepted me, and none of them were grateful.
For years, I have not even been able to learn the name of Titania, my only source of emotional support, and every time I go to see her, I am shown the cruel sight of the woman I love being raped in front of me while I am crucified. Iâm terrified that the next time I go to the cell, she wonât be there, or that sheâll still be in a terrible state, or that sheâll be more injured.
Those hellish days make me feel like Iâm losing my mind.
Everything is the past now.
We are free!!
The cheers of the beasts shook the trees.
The forests were blessing me with their buzzing and rustling.
The feeling of liberation was so refreshing that I felt the magma of rage and anger begin to rise up in me.
You aliens. â¦â¦.
I hate the humans at the Fort, but right now I hate the aliens more.
I hate them. I hate them. I hate them.
How dare they use my Titania as a plaything for the Butcher! â¦â¦
Iâm going to eradicate them first.
Iâll devour them all and burn them to the ground.
Iâll wipe the evidence of their existence off the face of the earth. â-
My shout shook the night.
It was so furious that even the moon in the night sky hid behind the clouds in fear.
âJibodanâ¦â¦â
A faint voice tickled my ears.
I looked and saw a shriveled, animal-eared kid at the base of a nearby tree trunk.
The clouds drifted and the moonlight fell to the ground. Illuminated by the blue light, she was already stripped of her clothes, exposing her pure white, smooth skin, hugging her knees and trembling a little.
It was the Butcherâs offering. Maybe itâs a gift for me and Titania.
Thatâs very thoughtful of you, bugs. Now I was in the mood to fuck and eat aliens, whatever they areâ¦
A growl tumbled from my throat as I pounded the Butcherâs killing intent into the quivering offering in front of me.
The vertically split eyes looked straight back at me.
Innocent, round eyes.
There is no sign of fear in them.
It looks deliciousâ¦â¦.
No, no, no.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Isnât That Ferris? What are you doing here?
Why are you naked?
Hmmm?
As I walk up to Ferris, whose face is pale and trembling, I try to search my memory
but no. Itâs too hard to connect the memories from the last scene where Titania is being violated by the Butcher.
I must have been really angry.
The Butcherâs memory is not so good, but itâs not so bad that it forgets everything that happened a few days ago. Although I has a momentary loss of memory, itâs only for a few minutes. I think I was so angry that I forgot myself.
Of course, I was. Even now, just thinking about it makes my guts boil over.
I let out a thick breath of air from the murderous energy swirling in the pit of my stomach. A puff of steam erupted from my shoulder.
I stood in front of Ferris.
She was truly naked, sitting on the ground looking up at me. Her lips were blue and her face was lifeless. In a word, she looks weak, as if she is about to die.
Why? She looks like my old partner who didnât get a meal for two weeks during an infiltration mission in enemy territory. People really do turn into zombies when they starve.
Perhaps itâs because of all the bugs around us.
They surround Ferris as if they were watching a prisoner. Itâs a big beetle with a very aggressive-looking jaw. It has very long antennae, so it is probably a beetle.
Anyway, being naked and having several giant beetles pressing their fangs and horns against you⦠well, thatâs kinda scary.
And itâs cold. Itâs almost winter. it must be cold with your thin body. Youâre not even wearing any underwear.
I donât think itâs possible, but did you get gang-raped by the bugs?
I glance down at her crotch. Looks clean. All right. Sheâs still a virgin.
âNo, no, no theyâre bugs. Itâs probably a different form of rape, like an egg implanted in her skin or a parasite in her internal organs, or something much worse.
I was starting to get really worried.
I reach out to check out Ferrisâs body.
âJibodanâ¦â¦â
Ferris loosened her cheeks as if relieved and tried to take my hand.
The next momentâ¦
*slap*!
I heard a sound, and Ferrisâ face shook.
Before I knew it, Titania was standing next to me, and she was tugging on Ferrisâ cheek.
Titania had wrapped the white cloth around her body like she would a bath towel. Her face was very angry.
âââââããâ²Jibodanï¼ Gevaudan§ââ ãâ»ï¼ãââ ï¼â ââ
âââãâï¼â½ââï¼ãâ¦â¦â §â»â²ãââ»â³ãâ¦â¦â
â-ãâ³â¡â»ãâ»â»â!â
âââ ï¼ãâ¼â³ããâ¦â¦â
Titania was shouting at Ferris with a rather harsh word, and she was responding her with fear.
What, whatâs going on?
âââãâ ãâ¦â¦Jibodanâ¦â¦â
Ferris mentioned my name again.
Titaniaâs eyes sharpened and she raised her arms.
Ferris squeezes her eyes shut and hides her fox ears with her hands.
â!?â
Just before she acts. Titania looked back at me with a dumbfounded expression.
I grabbed her arm to make her stop.
For some reason, the insects around me were buzzing at this.
Squeaking, buzzing, crunching, rattling.
The bugs are upset. Interesting.
Iâm not sure whatâs going on here, but I donât think violence is the way to go. I donât know if I can say this but Itâs not looking good at all.
So what Iâm trying to say is, Titania, Youâre a lovely young lady, and you shouldnât be so rough and abusive. I want you to smile with your hands folded in front of you, your arms clasped tightly around your breasts, emphasizing them. And only when we have sex, get wild as if you are a different person. Itâs more energizing that way.
Besides, Ferris probably hasnât done anything wrong. From our past relationship, I know that she is a good person at heart.
Iâm sorry to intercede without knowing whatâs going on. Iâm sure itâs a misunderstanding.
But I couldnât speak, so I kept grabbing her arm until she relaxed.
Then, Titaniaâs face became so sad that I could almost hear the sound effect of a her gasp, and she began to pout.
â§â³,â&ãââ¡, Jiâ¦..Jibodanâ¦â¦fu, fueâ¦â¦â
Ferris began to cry, wheezing â¦â¦.
âï¼â½âãâ³Â§ï¼â³Gevaudanãâ¡â¦â¦hicâ¦â¦hicâ¦â¦â
Titania also began to cry.
âEnâ¦â¦ fueeâ¦â¦â
âhicâ¦â¦ *sob*â¦â¦hicâ¦â¦â
Hmm.
Two pretty crying noises echos in a dangerous forest full of giant insects.
â¦â¦ Lydia.
â¦â¦ Where is Lydia? â¦â¦ Can someone bring Lydia to me? â¦â¦
Confused, I looked up at the night sky and saw the brown girlâs cheeky smile on the full moon.