Chapter 92 - Chapter 89: Episode 87 - Purge
In just one day, the First Elder gathered every elite force she could muster from the Council.
She pulled together 30 Royal Knights and 70 veteran Council knights.
While the Council knights were far less capable than the Royal Knights, she specifically selected those with the most experience.
It was an unavoidable choice, as most of the Royal Knights had already departed to fend off the rebel forces.
To be precise, the Royal Knights loyal to the royal family were actually a group that moved for the Demon King, not the royals themselves.
Since the Demon King had been absent for the past 30 years, they had followed the royals' orders, but now that their true master had returned, they recognized exactly where their loyalty belonged and were prepared to faithfully follow her commands.
The Demon King and the First Elder assigned them the task of cleaning up the "trash" in the Royal Castle.
Although they were ordered to dispose of the very people they had once served, the knights did not waver.
As they listened to those cruel orders, they were busy picturing the honor and brilliant future they would gain under their new master.
And just as the Demon King and the First Elder had directed, the knights' swords were stained blood-red at dawn.
They dealt with the royals inside the Royal Castle one by one.
The Royal Knights had mostly performed assassination missions, but the Council knights had only served as guardians, so they were clumsy at first; however, the royals were beings who possessed vast amounts of magic power without having properly mastered even basic magic.
They were people who relied solely on their privileges and never developed themselves.
Just as their new master had said, they were nothing more than trash.
Once they realized these beings were weaker than expected, the Council knights began to dispose of the trash one by one, and by the time the sun rose, all the "cleaning" inside the Royal Castle was finished.
Although the Royal Castle was awash with corpses and blood, there was no one left to mourn.
When the Council knights first failed to properly handle the royals and they began to scream, all the attendants and servants had already fled.
The nobles who worked within the Royal Castle had already returned to their homes because it was dawn.
After the cleaning was finished, someone took their place on the throne that hadn't been used for a long time.
She said to the First Elder:
"Summon all the heads of the noble families in the Royal Capital by tomorrow morning. Let them know that the master of the throne has returned!"
The Demon King intended to reveal herself to the heads of the noble families.
And she intended to execute the First Elder on that very spot.
"I will do as you command."
The First Elder, unaware of the Demon King's thoughts, smiled and set out to carry out the order.
She firmly believed that the Demon King would reward her when the nobles were gathered.
After giving the order, the Demon King moved somewhere else before the nobles could gather.
Uncontrollable rage surged within her.
The Interrogator was counting the money he had earned by selling the human male's body.
For a week, he had passed the human male around to over fifty soldiers.
The soldiers who had tasted that male had emptied their wallets and even gone into debt just to taste him again.
On the first day, he hadn't known how much the human could handle, but after experiencing for himself from the second day onward that the male could recover, he continued the "business" day and night without rest.
He was so vigorous that even after the "business" was over, when he tasted that hard thing beneath him, he thought of him as a top-tier product.
Even now, he thought of that male.
The beautiful moans he let out every time he drove his waist down like a madman, and the sight of his fair face twisting in pain, greatly satisfied his twisted sexual desires.
He had never been this satisfied before.
He had mostly tasted tattered, trashy cocks, so such a hard object was a first.
On top of that, his appearance was no less than that of the nobles' sex slaves, so his regret was doubled.
'I want to taste him one more time...'
Thinking of that time, his underside still felt damp and wet.
He missed that object that wouldn't go limp and held firm even when he raped him with the intention of breaking him.
However, that thought didn't continue any further.
It was as if his vision had gone black, and everything went dark.
Feeling his consciousness sinking, his eyes closed.
The Demon King pulled the soldiers who had raped Seon-ah in the Council and the Interrogator out of Min-ah's memories.
Thanks to Min-ah recalling each of their faces with a painful heart, she had vivid memories of them.
Since the cleaning inside the Royal Castle was finished, it was time to clean up the trash that had defiled her consort.
However, the Demon King felt that she shouldn't just kill them.
They had to die while struggling, savoring the pain that Seon-ah must have felt, as horribly as possible.
Only then would her own rage feel like it had subsided even a little.
The Demon King cut off the arms and legs of the Interrogator she had brought in last and then stopped the bleeding.
With this, the 51st maggot was born.
The arms and legs of the soldiers she had brought in earlier were already cut off.
The Demon King waited until they all woke up.
Looking forward to "that thing" she had planted inside their bodies, she anticipated the look of despair on their faces once they woke up.
The Interrogator opened his eyes, feeling the touch of the cold floor.
He could tell where he was just by the humid air and the smell.
It was the Council's underground prison that he used as an interrogation room.
Beside him were many people bleeding from their arms and legs.
Those who had no arms or legs were screaming in terror.
And there were quite a lot of them.
The Interrogator knew why he had woken up.
He had woken up because the sound of countless people screaming was so loud.
Seeing that terrifying situation, he tried to get up from his spot.
Something was wrong.
He tried to move his arms and legs, but unlike the signal from his brain that they were moving, his body remained still.
Was it a mistake to try and lift his body up?
When he looked at his arms and legs out of anxiety, the Interrogator ended up screaming.
The Interrogator, who was screaming just like them, saw that his own arms and legs were exactly the same as theirs.
Thinking he had lost his limbs overnight, he believed he must be having a nightmare.
However, there was someone who cut off that thought of the Interrogator.
"You're finally awake, you piece of trash..."
The Interrogator knew that face.
He remembered the screaming of the human with that face for her child, and the noise she made while banging her head against the wall.
And he remembered everything, even the fishy scent of the blood that had flowed down.
The reason she had brought him here was obvious.
It was undoubtedly to punish those who had gang-raped her son and himself for making them do it.
"Please, spare me. I was just following orders from my superiors. Please..."
The Demon King knew that what the Interrogator was saying was directed at Min-ah, not her.
Even so, as soon as she thought of a way to satisfy her own revenge while calming the flames of hatred that Min-ah held, she put it into action immediately.
"When I said 'please,' what did you guys do?"
That was precisely imitating Min-ah.
By speaking for Min-ah's feelings and doing what she should have done for her, the flames of hatred Min-ah held would subside even a little.
Even now, she was afraid of Min-ah's consciousness, which was burning hotly in a corner of her mind.
There was a pressure that perhaps she might be watching her to burn her with those flames.
That was why she needed to show a good side to both Seon-ah and Min-ah.
She thought it would be even better if she could release her own rage as well.
"I will give you all the money I've earned and all my assets. Please..."
Seeing that trashy guy trying to quantify her consort's pain with money, the Demon King said:
"Were there fifty-one of you?"
"Yes... that's right."
The Interrogator couldn't even count the proper number in this chaos, but because of his fear of that woman, he nodded his head vigorously, saying that was correct.
"Right, fifty-one of you gang-raped one frail male like madmen. Are you truly demons, or are you just trash?"
This was the Demon King's true feelings.
She was so angry that she had reverted to her original way of speaking.
With those words, she looked at the trash rolling around and moaning with cold eyes.
The demons, pressured by that gaze, even swallowed the screams they were letting out, unable to overcome her presence.
"I'll give you a chance to atone. From now on, I will spare only the one person who survives until sunrise. If there isn't one person left, I'll kill all of you, so do as you please."
The Demon King, who had returned to Min-ah's way of speaking while thinking of Min-ah's revenge again, made them engage in a desperate survival fight.
As soon as those words ended, they went quiet.
Then, one who was watching the situation bit his colleague next to him.
With that as a signal, the maggots who didn't even have arms or legs began to bite each other, and in an instant, a hell of pandemonium began to unfold.
They bit each other's mouths, bit each other's necks, and bit the severed surfaces where their limbs had been cut off and blood was flowing, and screams were exchanged.
The Demon King, wearing Min-ah's appearance, looked at that sight with satisfaction.
It was a sadistic smile that could never come from Min-ah's nature.
Eventually, by the time the sun rose, there was exactly one survivor from that hell.
Surprisingly, it was the senior soldier who had been the first to rape Seon-ah.
As expected of the most seasoned soldier, he had survived the desperate survival fight.
The Demon King looked at the senior soldier's face and thought for a long time about who he was in Min-ah's memories.
Because his face was torn here and there, it was hard to remember properly, so it was bound to take a long time.
Then, she found out after hearing that senior soldier's voice.
"Sp... spare me...."
Perhaps because even his tongue had been bitten off a little, his pronunciation was inaccurate, but it was that voice he used to speak while raping Seon-ah to shame him.
"Hehehe... look at your state. Do you still want to live?"
The Demon King brought a somewhat large mirror and reflected the senior soldier's appearance.
He had no arms or legs, half of his jaw was blown away, he was missing one eye, and on top of that, his face was torn in various places, leaving the flesh of both his cheeks empty.
The moment he witnessed his own wretched state, the senior soldier said with the only eye he had left.
"Ki... kill... me......"
However, he couldn't even finish those words.
The Demon King struck his neck down with the sword she had been holding.
"Phew... now I feel a bit relieved... did you think I would just leave the ones who defiled my consort alone..."
She stopped imitating Min-ah now.
And she poured out her feelings about revenge.
Acting as if she were playing two roles by herself wasn't exactly pleasant, but she could see that by doing this, the flames of Min-ah, who was pushed into a corner of her consciousness, had subsided just a little.
If she couldn't win Seon-ah's heart, she would have to fight a mental battle with Min-ah over one body, so she didn't regret playing the clown like she did now.
Thinking that the nobles she had summoned would soon arrive at the Royal Castle, the Demon King moved to return to her throne.
In the place where Seon-ah and Min-ah had screamed in pain, only the corpses of the maggots were scattered.
Now, the only trash she had to deal with in the Royal Capital was the First Elder.
When all that was finished, a smile formed on her lips at the thought of asking Seon-ah what he would do about the contract she had proposed.