V1: Chapter 75: The Devilish Girl, Yet As Obedient as a Puppy

Liang Di felt that at this moment, she was the happiest person in the world. She held Liang Lin tightly in her arms, feeling the other's softness and warmth.

"Sister Liang Lin..."

Liang Lin's eyes had lost their luster; only her body remained, swaying rhythmically.

Time seemed to stand still.

"Sister Liang Lin, we're going to become one~"

Liang Di's face was flushed with pleasure.

At that name calling, Liang Di hugged her tightly, her tentacles tightening as if trying to meld Liang Lin into her very bones.

Liang Lin went limp, seemingly having lost all strength. If Liang Di hadn't been holding her, she would have collapsed onto the soft bed, never to rise again.

Liang Di's hand rested on Liang Lin's lower abdomen, gently circling it.

"Here, our child will be born~"

Liang Lin had lost consciousness, her ears ringing, unable to hear anything, waves of drowsiness washing over her.

When she awoke again, she found a familiar collar around her neck.

Wait.

What is this?

Liang Lin was terrified. She looked around, trying to get out of bed, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, before she could take two steps, a force pulled her back, and she fell back onto the bed. Looking back, she saw that her collar was connected to an iron chain about the thickness of her wrist.

"....."

She remembered.

Liang Lin trembled, slowly lowering her head, looking at her lower abdomen and her smooth, white legs. Her clothes had been changed; she was wearing a pink nightgown, very youthful.

"I..."

I...

I seemed to have been... raped by a woman.

"..."

Humiliation.

"Humiliation!"

Ahhh!

That pervert! This is blatant humiliation!

Liang Lin was filled with grief and indignation, but had nowhere to vent her anger. Frustrated, she tugged at the iron chain, trying to break it. But no matter how strong she was, she couldn't possibly break the chain, which was almost as thick as her wrist.

"I've never slept with a woman as a man before, and my first time as woman is taken by another woman?"

Liang Lin couldn't accept it.

And it wasn't consensual; she was forced! What's the difference between this and rape?!

Moreover, the woman seemed to have said something about pregnancy and giving birth.

Liang Lin was terrified. She rubbed her stomach, feeling nothing unusual. All over her body, it seemed only one spot… was burning with pain.

Liang Lin's face flushed red, overwhelmed with shame and indignation, but even more so with anger.

She had lived for almost twenty years, and this was the first time she had been so humiliated.

She... had lost her virginity.

"..."

Her feelings were complicated.

Liang Lin lay on the bed, unsure whether to weep bitterly, contemplate suicide, or wait for Liang Di to arrive and fight her to the death.

None of these seemed to suit her.

Liang Lin valued her chastity, a value she held since childhood; otherwise, she wouldn't have remained untouched by women.

Although there were few women on the battlefield, she could easily send someone to find prostitutes; she had never entertained such thoughts. As a young boy, she harbored the idea of ​​"one love for life."

But now, her cherished chastity was gone; her virginity as a woman, it was gone.

Her chastity had been given to a woman she didn't particularly love.

It was impossible for her to have felt no attraction to Liang Di whatsoever. Liang Di was so beautiful, intelligent, and a shrewd businesswoman—a true powerhouse, admirable in every way. She was also quite gentle in her daily life, even giving her gifts. She was adorable as a child, and the two shared a childhood bond.

Originally, Liang Lin felt that Liang Di had become so normal lately, and she even had the urge to get closer to her.

But now, all that beauty shattered.

Liang Lin lay quietly on the soft bed, staring at the ceiling.

She had to find Hilary.

She had to escape.

She didn't want to stay in Langwendi family anymore, didn't want to stay by this devilish girl's side anymore. If she stayed any longer, it wouldn't just be this one time she'd been taken advantage of.

As for the child…

It shouldn't be a one-shot kill, right?

Liang Lin worriedly touched her stomach. She had some knowledge in this area; the probability of a one-shot kill was extremely low.

But… those were between men and women, for women and women… no, Liang Di shouldn't count as a woman, a woman and a tentacle girl… she didn't know the probability of that kind of pregnancy.

But, the most important thing now was to get the collar off, right?

Looking around, she was in an unfamiliar room.

The room was decorated in a cozy style, with everything in pink tones, and there was a cute little teddy bear placed on the bedside table, looking at her softly.

"It's ugly."

Saying this, Liang Lin didn't kick the teddy bear off the bed. Instead, she slapped it, then grabbed its head, pulled it into her arms, and hugged it tightly to her chest.

I'm probably... imprisoned now.

During Liang Lin's unconscious state, Liang Di did many things.

Liang Lin's long absence would surely arouse suspicion from Hilary and Octaville. She had set up magic circles in that room, and in her own room, so that the magic crystal sphere displayed a static image of the room.

Liang Di was somewhat wary of Hilary.

The reason for her wariness was that Hilary possessed a sword. That sword was the one Liang Lin had lost on the battlefield. After Liang Lin's death, Octaville took it back and gave it to Hilary.

Only that sword could sever her tentacles and prevent them from growing back for a long time, requiring considerable time for the severed tentacles to regenerate.

Her magic wasn't as strong as Octaville's; she was only slightly better than ordinary magicians, a mere drop in the ocean compared to Octaville.

But, to keep Liang Lin by her side forever, Liang Di didn't care about anything else. Her current thought was that having Liang Lin by her side for even a day was a bonus.

She was also blinded by greed, acting impulsively.

She felt some regret, but having already done it, there was no turning back. She had to persist on this wrong path.

Liang Di opened a drawer; inside was a hastily woven straw figure. She held the figure in her hand, picked up a pen, and began to scribble and draw on it.

A magic circle appeared on the straw figure's belly, and Liang Di also drew a strange yet simple face on it.

After doing all this, she threw the straw doll to the ground.

Bang!

A puff of smoke exploded, and a girl with an expressionless face, looking exactly like Liang Lin, appeared before Liang Di. Her eyes were empty, like a marionette.

Liang Di nodded in satisfaction.

"From now on, you are Liang Lin. When others speak to you, be arrogant, look down on everyone, understand?"

"Yes, Master."

The fake Liang Di nodded obediently.

"Go to the innermost room on the third floor, lie on the bed. If anyone asks you, say you are sick, need to rest, and don't want to be disturbed, understand?"

"Understood, Master."

The fake Liang Lin nodded obediently again, turned around, left Liang Di's room, went to Liang Lin's room, lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and closed her eyes.

This straw doll can only last a month at most.

If Octaville comes to see the fake Liang Lin, she will probably be discovered as soon as she gets a little closer.

It's alright. Normal human pregnancy and childbirth take 9 months, but if tentacles lay eggs, a healthy and adorable tentacle baby can be born in less than four months.

Of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be a tentacle baby; it's very likely to be a human infant.

With a child, how far can Liang Lin run?

A child can't be without a mother. With the bond of a child, someone as familial as Liang Lin would never have the heart to abandon them.

Hilary wouldn't let her beloved younger sister lose her partner, and Octaville wouldn't abandon her long-planned scheme, abandoning her most crucial "pawn," for Liang Lin.

Everyone has their own interests, and after weighing them, they won't punish her too much.

Having done all this, Liang Di felt a little relieved.

"I should go see Liang Lin~"

Liang Di was in a good mood.

She hid Liang Lin in the basement, a basement originally used to store important magic potions and spellbooks.

On the afternoon Liang Lin ran away, Liang Di had Bellica convert this room into a cozy and lovely bedroom.

"I wonder if Sister Liang Lin will like it~"

She just pushed open the basement door.

On the bed, Liang Lin heard a noise, became alert, and sat up.

Seeing that familiar face, Liang Lin's anger flared instantly.

"You fucking let me go right now!"

Liang Lin grabbed a teddy bear from beside the bed and threw it at Liang Di.

Liang Di raised her hand and caught the teddy bear.

She ignored Liang Lin's insults.

"Sister, you're awake? Are you hungry?"

"Are you deaf? Can't you hear me?"

"Sister, I brought you some dark chocolate. Eat two pieces first. Bellica will bring us some food later, and there will be your favorite mushroom soup too~"

Pretending not to hear, huh?

Liang Di approached step by step.

Liang Lin resisted her approach, and coupled with Liang Di's selective deafness, just as Liang Di sat on the edge of the bed, Liang Lin raised her hand and slapped Liang Di's delicate face hard.

Slap!

Liang Di's face was turned to the side by the slap, her cheek quickly swelling and turning red, even blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Liang Lin had put all her strength into that slap.

For a moment, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

"..."

Liang Lin was somewhat stunned after slapping her; in a fit of anger, she had just struck. But she didn't regret it; she felt Liang Di deserved it, that she had done the right thing!

This slap was too lenient, too lenient on this despicable woman.

Liang Di must be angry now, right?

How would she torture me next?

Would she repeat those despicable acts all over my body, or slap me back, or perhaps choke and threaten me?

None of the expected events unfolded.

Unexpectedly, Liang Di simply turned her head back slowly, calmly looking at Liang Lin.

Liang Lin felt this was the calm before the storm.

But then, something unexpected happened.

Liang Di raised the corners of her lips, smiling gently, her eyes narrowing into slits, like a docile, neglected kitten. She took Liang Lin's hand, tilted her head, and pressed it against the spot on her face where she had been hit, gently rubbing it.

"Sister Liang Lin, does your hand hurt?"

"If you won't leave me if you hit me, then hit me all you want."

"..."

"You..."

Liang Lin was deeply shocked.

For some reason, a strange pity rose in her heart.

Liang Di's cheek, swollen and burning from the beating, stung, but she seemed oblivious, rubbing her cheek against Liang Lin's hand.

Even someone as oblivious as Liang Lin noticed that Liang Di was experiencing some mental problems.

For a moment, Liang Lin didn't know what to say; the words stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single sound.

Liang Di said she liked her, but would someone who liked her really force her, really bear to make her cry, really imprison her?

Liang Lin didn't believe it; she had never believed Liang Di liked her.

This time, Liang Di did nothing; she simply removed the doll and lay down in Liang Lin's arms, feeling the warmth, which made her feel at ease.

“Sister Liang Lin, do you know how long I’ve suppressed this?”

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for a very, very long time, and I finally did it. Only by locking you here can I feel at ease.”

Liang Di felt she had finally found herself again.

That deformed, terrifying, and dark self.

Liang Di breathed deeply the air around Liang Lin, satisfied.

It smelled like her; it felt so safe.

Only by Liang Lin’s side could she avoid nightmares, those terrible dreams of the past. Liang Lin was warm and comforting, like a little sun, shining on her huddled in the dark corner.

Liang Lin was truly stunned.

She’d gone mad.

This woman was absolutely insane.

Finally, her saviors arrived. Bellica and Gladys, carrying a sumptuous meal, knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Bellica placed the food on the table and bowed slightly to Liang Di.

"Miss, there are some things I need to tell you."

Liang Di nodded and beckoned to Gladys.

"Take good care of your Miss Liang Lin, or your dinner tonight will be leftover blood."

Upon hearing this, the dejected Gladys immediately perked up, standing at attention and craning her neck.

"Yes!"

The tentacle girl followed Bellica out.

Liang Lin was locked in the basement and had no idea what was happening outside.

"Miss Liang Di, someone suspects Miss Liang Lin."

"Hmm, I knew it."

Liang Di frowned.

Long black hair, excellent swordsmanship, rebellious personality—wasn't that exactly Liang Lin?

This Liang Lin really has no self-awareness whatsoever; she's so reckless.

Her plan was probably to pack her bags and run away if she was discovered, fleeing the capital, returning to the border regions now occupied by other empires, and then make a comeback.

“Sister Liang Lin, you’re really naive,” Liang Di sighed.

“Besides fighting and commanding the battlefield, you know nothing else. A simple-minded idiot.”

“Miss, the Knights might come to investigate soon.”

Bellica glanced worriedly into the room.

“It’s alright, they won’t be able to tell that Liang Lin is a fake. Besides, there’s no evidence to prove that Liang Lin is the woman from the sword tournament. There are just too many women with long black hair, and her height is quite average. Hmm… except for swordsmanship…”

Headache.

As long as Doris isn’t around, everything will be fine.

Doris certainly won’t let this opportunity slip by, but she can’t afford to embarrass the King in front of the Knights. So, even if she’s going to put on a show with a fake Liang Lin, it has to be done in front of a lot of people.

This is the third day Liang Lin has been imprisoned.

Liang Di comes to see her every day. Although she hasn't done anything strange to her anymore, she refuses to loosen the collar and chains binding her.

"What is it that you want?"

Liang Lin still doesn't understand.

"I want you to stay with me forever."

Liang Di sits on the edge of the bed, quietly watching her, occasionally glancing down at her lower abdomen.

Am I really that important to her?

To the point that she'd go crazy without me?

Is it just because we knew each other as children and were good friends?

Is that all it takes to develop such an incomprehensible possessiveness?

That's too unreasonable.

For these three days, Liang Lin hasn't stopped plotting her "escape."

Whether it's screaming when Liang Di isn't around or tearing at the collar, nothing works.

The basement is very deep and in a very remote location; even if a maid passes by, she won't crawl on the ground and strain her ears to listen.

The collar, made of metal, was heavy and incredibly hard; even swords might not be able to cut it.

After three days, Liang Lin was practically withering away.

All day long, she just stared at a few toy bears. There was no other entertainment; she couldn't even get out of bed to walk, only able to pacing in place, like someone doing a spacewalk.

"You imprison me, fine! But why don't you give me something interesting!" Liang Lin grumbled.

Inside the Magic Tower.

"I knew it, Hilary."

Octaville had just returned from outside, her hat still on, her braids casually draped over her shoulders. Her face was cold, her fists clenched, as she stood before her lover.

"I knew it! Why did you keep stopping me from looking at the magic crystal ball? You saw it all inside, didn't you? Liang Lin went off to cause trouble at the sword tournament."

Hilary remained silent, taking a step back and leaning against the wall, tacitly acquiescing.

Octaville rubbed her temples, feeling betrayed by the person she loved most. Her emotions surged, and she took a step forward, pinning Hilary against the wall. Hilary turned her head away, refusing to look at her face, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Why, Hilary, tell me, why?!"

Octavier shouted excitedly.

"If Liang Lin's identity is exposed! What will happen to Liang Di! What will happen to the Langwendi family! Don't you have any idea? Why, at this critical moment, can you still act impulsively like your reckless brother?!"

"Because she's my brother!"

Hilary turned her head, tears welling in her eyes. "She's my sister now, a female swordsman! Only I, who was once a swordsman myself, know how much scorn, pressure, and injustice she's endured!"