Apocalypse Saga 17

Chapter 17 Imprisoned Princess


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 There, in the dimly lit room, within a world enveloped in such silence that the ringing in the ears could be heard, a figure moved, making a metallic clinking sound.


 ”…Here, is this…”


 With that voice, the princess, Lucia, awakened from a long slumber. What greeted her bleary-eyed vision was a black stone wall.


 ”I am… in the castle.”


 Her memories were vague. She didn’t know where she was, or why she was there. Unable to even clear her mind upon waking, and with a faint groan at the headache that ran through the back of her eyes, Lucia focused her awareness on the faint memories.

 And then, the last memory resurfaced. Faced with the abnormal situation of an unfamiliar tower appearing, Lucia resolved to protect the country even at the risk of her life──


 ”Oh, yes, Al!? Alfred, Alfre─gghh!!”


 With wide eyes and a swift motion to stand up and run, her arm was pulled and she almost fell. At the same time, a cold metallic sound echoed in the silent world.


 As if triggered by that pain or shock, Lucia’s memories became vivid. At the moment when she tried to save Alfred from the danger of the tower, Alfred disappeared in an instant, and the next moment she herself lost consciousness.


 Lucia desperately pursued her beloved younger brother, who had gone missing, while looking around. It was then that she realized for the first time that she was chained in a prison cell. The sensation of being pulled on her arm was not because she was actually pulled, but because she was only restrained by the chain.

 She wasn’t hanging like drying fruit. The handcuffs attached to her front hand were chained to the ceiling, and the only freedom granted to Lucia was to sit. Even then, since the handcuffs didn’t touch the ground, if she were to sit, she would be in a pitiful state with both hands raised above her head.


 The cold floor and walls retain their stony texture, yet the unblemished, perfectly flat surfaces are not crudely made. The black iron bars before her serve as the ultimate proof of this being a prison cell.


 As she became aware of her surroundings, her eyes fell on her own appearance. Not only was she in a pitiful state, bound and tethered to the ceiling, but her clothes had also changed. In hery last memory, Lucia, the princess and knight, was clad in a specially crafted dragon scale armor befitting of her stature… but now, she was clad in nothing but a coarse, uncomfortable brown tunic, akin to that of a slave.


 ”…Kuh.”


 Lucia let out a sound of unparalleled humiliation, a voice filled with a mixture of anger, regret, and agony.

 And Alfred was not in the same cell. However, Lucia was aware. On the opposite side of the iron bars, across the passage, there was another set of bars, with no one inside, yet the sound reflections indicated a spacious area, suggesting that this was not just a single cell, but rather a large prison with numerous cells interconnected.


 ”Alfreddd!! Is Alfred there!? If you’re there, please answer!! Alfreddd!!”


 So Lucia shouted her brother’s name loudly. In the deafening silence, Lucia’s scream echoed multiple times, almost like a ringing in the ears. At the same time, she rattled the chains like a musical instrument, trying to make Alfred, who might be somewhere in that vast space, aware.


 ”Shur up, dam it!”


 A hoarse, angry voice echoed, and Lucia, surprised by the sudden response, stopped shouting, her shoulders jerking. She looked around, straining to see, but there was no one there. She moved away from the iron bars, remaining on high alert.


 ”Chains, shet up, be quiet, scum.”


 It was a terribly hoarse voice. The person who was slowly walking from the corridor behind the iron bars looked very similar to the Monster (Mamono) that Lucia knew well.


 ”A-a goblin!? What’s going on? Let me out of hereee”


 The goblin-like monster has a trident and a small body that is about the size of her chest. It has dirty white hair that looks like it’s stuck to the scalp of an exposed corpse. Its frightening monster face has an ugly big hooked nose, yellow eyes, and red pupils. Its hairless body is a mixture of purple and black, and its only clothing is the long cloth tied around its waist.


 Its appearance was clearly goblin, although its physical color was different from anything Lucia knew.


 ”You, ook delicious, I want, eat yuo.”


 ”Don’t come any closer. Or else I’ll bite off my tongue.”


 Lucia is given a look like a goblin’s, and she immediately backs away. If she had a sword, she would attack the goblin or anything like that, but she doesn’t know what would happen with her hands tied.


 And the nature of the monster in front of her, the goblin, terrifies Lucia even more.


 ”Pitty fase, tast it, kil you, make you sufur, to make you l.”


 The goblin sneers, twisting its yellow-nosed mouth into a crescent shape.


 In this world, everyone is taught, from a young age, common sense that, while not always direct, is instilled. The goblin horde attacks the village. They steal livestock and abduct women. Once abducted, the women are captured in the goblins’ lair and violated in turn, serving as breeding grounds for the creatures.

 Although goblins are not particularly strong monsters, they possess abnormally high reproductive abilities. As a result, the women who suffer from their attacks are found everywhere, facing endless suffering.


 ”G-Goblin scum, do you dare disgrace me!? Know your place!!”


 Now, all Lucia, bound and helpless, can do is cry out.


 ”Big, hary, swayng, strainge, air, delishus, luv.”


 But perhaps Lucia’s bravado is amusing, the goblin, with a vulgar laugh, begins to sway its hips against the iron bars like an aroused dog. Then, in the next moment, it reaches into its loincloth.


 ”My, p*nis, is, good. You, woman knight, first, cry, screm. But you, fall, it’s, ammazing, good, my p*nis, you, happy, lick, gehihihihi”


 Along with a vulgar laughter, a huge object was pulled out from the torn loincloth. As the goblin claimed, it was long like a horse, but its appearance on the small body was incredibly distorted.


 ”D-Damn it.”


 It was at that moment that Lucia truly felt her chastity in danger. Until now, it had only been a conversation through iron bars, but with the goblin revealing the object, the situation suddenly became more real.

 Bound with both hands, unable to resist, she absolutely didn’t want to be violated by the goblin and continue to bear its child. Feeling instinctual fear towards the long object, Lucia pulled the chains, creating a loud noise in her attempt to escape from the cell.


 ”You, ideot. But, woman, men are skild. My child, growing, from you, a lot. You, my child, a lot, gyagyagyagaa”


 The goblin didn’t come into the cell. But it began rubbing its gem, making a shushing sound──.


 ”Alright, alright. Isn’t the sound of the chains annoying? It’s echoing all the way to my room.”


 Another voice was heard. It wasn’t like a goblin’s broken speech, but a lovely girl’s voice.


 ”Scarmilione-kun, how is the princess doing?”


 Then, as if talking to a goblin, a beautiful and sensual girl came into view that sent shivers down her spine.


 A guard’s cap was perched on her shoulder-length dark green hair. Her beautiful naked body was concealed by black lingerie-like chest armor and a black ultra-short skirt that was almost as long as her upper thighs. The guard’s jacket was only hung over her shoulders like a cape and didn’t cover her body as a jacket.

 The black stockings, pulled up by a garter belt from under the skirt, slightly dug into her thighs, visually conveying the softness of her body.


 And above all, what catches the eye are the two pairs of jet-black wings that seem divine, growing from her back.


 ”This is Azuriela-sama. As you can see, she is a princess, but she seems to be a bit too energetic.”


 Another voice… a pleasant low voice called out the name of a girl named Azuriela. However, it wasn’t a new person who appeared.


 ”Hey, Goblin. What happened to your broken speech from earlier!?”


 The owner of that voice was the goblin who had been speaking with a hoarse voice until just now. Not only that, but the stammering words that seemed to indicate low intelligence disappeared, and he mocked Lucia in fluent speech.


 ”It’s obvious that I was just teasing. I, stupyd, goblin. You, delicous, smell, sniff… p*nis, irritated… gyahahaha, it’s a masterpiece, even if I say so myself.”


 ”You have good hobby, that’s why you’re my subordinate.”


 ”Y-you, you bastard!”


 Lucia glared at the girl and goblin with a sense of humiliation and anger, as if she had been smeared with mud. However, such an attitude from Lucia only served as further amusement for them.


 The girl’s gaze licked Lucia’s body, mocking her, as she let out a small chuckle. And with a creaking sound of a rusty hinge, the iron bars of the door swung open.

 The girl approached Lucia, her heels clicking on the floor of the cell.


 ”Don’t come any closer!”


 Startled by the chilling presence, Lucia screamed at the top of her lungs. In an attempt to escape her fear, she tried to kick the girl away with her right leg… but her ankle was easily grabbed.


 ”How pitiful, Princess.”


 The girl sneered. “Let go!” Lucia tried to pull her leg back, but it didn’t budge. It wasn’t that she couldn’t break free, but rather that her leg wouldn’t move. No matter how forcefully she swung her leg, the girl’s hand gripping her ankle remained completely still, as if holding onto a stone statue.

 The girl approached step by step, getting closer and closer. Despite Lucia’s resistance, her hand remained firmly grasping Lucia’s ankle, and within seconds, Lucia’s knee touched her own chest.


 ”I don’t mind if you pretend to be strong, even though you know your own weakness.”


 The girl with a perfectly composed face, which should be described as elegant, came close enough for her nose to be just a few centimeters away. A sweet scent that seemed to melt Lucia’s brain tickled her nostrils. Lucia quickly turned her face away when she saw the girl’s lips moistening as she licked them, feeling the breath as if it was right on her skin.


 And in the next moment, a peach-colored tongue emerged from between the girl’s lips and gently licked Lucia’s cheek. Despite the spine-chilling sensation, Lucia stared at the girl with a shiver.


 ”By the way, even if you bite off your tongue, it would be pointless. This room is a torture chamber. It’s designed with an incredible mechanism that won’t let you die even if your abdomen is cut open and your organs are taken out.”


 The girl’s fingers caressed Lucia’s abdomen, tracing along the muscles. The girl paid no attention to Lucia’s resistance. She effortlessly restrained Lucia’s full-force resistance as if it was nothing.


 ”And your cute little brother, I’ll be taking care of him. If you ever try to commit suicide, I’ll slowly chop up your little brother, bit by bit, right in front of you. Of course, it’ll be in front of you ☆”


 At that moment, Lucia’s rationality exploded. With her hands and legs rendered useless, she had only one remaining freedom──── stretching her neck like a turtle, she aimed to bite off the girl’s nose. But as if she knew, the girl easily dodged it, leaving Lucia’s teeth to clench on nothing but empty air, numbing her gums.


 ”Is that the best you can do?”


 The girl continued to mock Lucia, who was desperately struggling.


 ”Have you looked at yourself? Dressed up like a miserable slave. Once your armor is stripped away, you’re just a mere female. Right now, you’re nothing but a worthless female.”


 Lucia saw her own face reflected in the girl’s twilight-colored eyes. A face of powerlessness, unable to do anything.


 ”That’s right. If I kill you, you’ll lose your value as a hostage… Well then, should I put some real goblins in the cage? Let’s start with about ten. Don’t worry, goblins may have endless stamina, but their “thing” isn’t that big, so you won’t get broken. Even if you does, you’ll heal quickly with the power of the room, so it doesn’t matter, right?”


 The expression of the girl does not seem to feel any violence in that conversation at all. Rather, it’s like thinking about something fun, such as worrying about what to buy when shopping or where to go out with friends, and gazes up at the sky with shining eyes.


 ”It might be okay to let a goblin inseminate you and erase that memory, and then you can return to the imperial capital as if nothing happened. But after about two weeks, when you suddenly feel your stomach swelling, you give birth to the child of the goblin. I wonder what the people around you would look like at that time.”


 For the young girl, toying with Lucia is nothing more than a conversation about what to buy when going out or what to dress up a doll with. Lucia sensed this and said,


 ”Damn it, let go!!”


 After hearing the violent future that keeps coming out of the young girl’s mouth, Lucia starts rampaging again… but it seems to have awakened the dreaming girl.


 ”Hey… Princess-chan.”


 The girl’s eyes locked onto Lucia. And once again, the girl’s face drew closer, emitting a sweet scent that gave the illusion of a peach-colored atmosphere. Lucia tried to escape, but her ankle, gripped tightly against her thigh, left her with no room to move.


 In Lucia’s line of sight, the girl’s face passed by right next to her. And mixed with the warm breath she felt in her ear, the girl asked,


 ”Do you know where a goblin’s wee-wee goes?”


 Immediately after, the girl’s slender, white fish-like fingers began to caress Lucia’s thigh. She let out a soundless scream as the girl’s heel nailed her left leg to the floor.


 The girl’s fingers crawled slowly over Lucia’s skin like a slug, making their way under the hem of her dress and reaching the space between her legs.


 ”Don’t touch meee!”


 Lucia screamed. But her voice dissolved into the air of the cell without meaning, as the girl’s finger touched the vulnerable slit of Lucia, who had lifted one leg in defenseless surrender.


 It’s been a while since Lucia made an appearance. And there, Azuriela-chan appeared, who was only mentioned by name. She’s kind of an ero, or rather, a crazy girl.

 If you put her next to Akeron (アケロン) and Diite (ディーテ), I think many people have already guessed the origin of her name. By the way, do you know what Scarmilione-kun is? He’s not a goblin, but his role and job are a little different from Diite’s. But please don’t worry too much about that and just enjoy it.


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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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