Chapter 125 – Jackson
Haha-
“Sister! It’s okay?”
“Uh, sister…”
Monica, who had been holding on to the shield, eventually collapsed because her legs were loosened. It seemed that he didn’t have the strength to get up anymore.
Seo-joon looked at Marjory for a moment, then took a canteen from his waist and took a sip.
Halfway to be honest, I was hoping Monica would miscarry.
When her stomach swelled, there were obviously several benefits that would fall into Seo-joon’s hands.
Ian would take care of Monica with more sincerity, and Lily would become jealous and envious of her growing belly.
As much as that, he will be able to break into Seo-jun’s emotional goal more easily and shake Lily’s heart.
But the negatives outweighed the positives.
Not only carrying around a pregnant woman with a protruding belly, but also giving birth to a baby later would further hinder her ability to move.
Morning sickness in the morning was just a nuisance.
She will have to be considerate of her even when she has to put on her clothes and move her long way, and then, if she is attacked or a fight is likely to break out, she tries to protect her Monica excessively-her effort is made to her equipped camp. It might collapse
The guard that should protect the back row becomes the target that must be protected.
But later, the child is also carried around…? It was natural for her to have a sore throat.
Seo-joon couldn’t see it even if dirt got into his eyes. I’d rather inherit it with my own hands…
To him, neither her mother, Monica, nor the child in her womb mattered.
Are you still my baby…?
Eight times. Eight times. How many children did Seojun have in those eight lives?
I couldn’t count his ten fingers, even if I put all his toes together.
Sometimes he was a son, sometimes a daughter.
Some were born with black hair resembling Seo Jun, while others were born with colored hair resembling their mother.
If they have one thing in common, they resemble my mother and father and have a tall appearance. In fact, Seo-jun couldn’t even remember the names of those children.
Oh, I remember the name of the first child I gave birth to.
He was a child with a prostitute in a middle city.
Mana, it was the first car that had only a strong body, let alone martial arts.
It was rather strange that she hadn’t had children in a while, because she farted to the gods to collect coins and went looking for only those with cheap crotches.
Is there a condom in this era or what?
It is said that it was made using sheep intestines or fish skin, but it was an expensive item used by noble families and priests whose political position was at risk if they wrapped their illegitimate children.
Most prostitutes, when the sun came up after a night’s work, squatted in the latrine and sneezed – their tattered pussies flailing and their semen spilling into the latrine.
Seo-joon had never eaten at the Changgwan where the blonde-haired prostitute lived.
As much as chewing gum was the only stress reliever in the ridicule pouring from the gods, this series of terrible regressions, and the bondage of the impotent who couldn’t escape. As soon as Seojun had money, he went to Jokjok Changgwan and made rice cakes.
I bought Hae-joo-hwan with the coin I earned, and I ate rice cake again with it. In that way, he made up for the damage and collected a lot of coins to unlock the [Impaired person] Attribute.
Indeed, it was a series of days without a day when his cock was dry.
There was a time when she almost died screaming while making rice cakes like that.
Because of Seo-joon, all the girls refused to accept guests, so they had someone kill him. Maybe it’s the fate of a popular male.
Anyway, there was one bitch that Seo-joon especially cherished among Chang-gwan’s girls- her name was Beatrice.
Beatrice-.
The first time that woman came to Seo-jun and said that her menstruation had stopped and that he seemed to be having a child was still vivid in her eyes.
At the time, Seo-joon, who was crazy about earning coins and being a girl, made a bet against the gods with whether the child in his stomach was a girl or a boy.
It seems that Seo-joon bets a coin on being a female.
Then he asked Beatrice.
But how do I know if it’s my child or not-.
Beatrice seemed hurt, but he seems to have tried to pretend otherwise.
She smiled and replied: Since I met you, I haven’t received any other guests-. Now that I have paid off all my debts to Changgwan, I want to build a family with you.
Beatrice was the most well-known prostitute in the area at the time. Her ransom was five silver coins a day alone.
Considering that other prostitutes received 50 fairy tales, it was almost ten times better.
She was as good as she was, and her face was pretty. A soft voice with a soft appearance. Breasts full of tolerance. In many ways, she was a woman who had no shortage of caring for her men’s lust.
However, Seo-jun reacted a little sensitively to the word ‘family’ she spat out. Because she wasn’t in a position to do that herself.
She probably answered like this.
Do you think you deserve to have a family? You just have to live with your crotch wide open for the rest of your life-. When it’s time to die of old age and no one is looking for you, just hang yourself and die-. Because it will benefit the world.
Perhaps he said this and left.
After that, after going to and from other cities for several years, I had a chance to stop by that city again.
Even then, I went to Changgwan without any reason.
After fighting with this bitch, she finally found Beatrice. There has never been another bitch that tightens as well as that year.
She did, and when I inquired about it, she died. Hang her up
Soon after Seo-jun left the city, she went to Chang-gwan to settle her debts, but it was not a good place to live as a pretty woman who had nothing.
She was told, though, that she had some money saved up, so she moved from grimy inn to chore, eating crusty bread and drinking cold soup.
After living like that for several months, her stomach swelled, and she got caught up in various troubles, but thanks to the people she knew, she didn’t have to suffer.
She eventually gave birth to a child.
She says she lived happily ever after. She grew up as a child and took her first steps. The more she did, the more she laughed.
However, her money gradually ran out, and the people who helped her began to treat her badly as her housekeeping became rough.
She suffered all kinds of humiliation.
Beatrice was gang-raped by the owner of the inn where she was staying, giving her the key to her room after arguing with the gangsters. She cried and begged beside her while her child sobbed. She please stop She said the child is not watching.
It is said that she, exhausted from wailing, comforted her child when the waifu went through the turn one lap and then came the second lap.
Shish hey- I sleep well- my baby-. She said she sang her lullaby to the child. Meanwhile-.
The gangsters, whose cocks were all dead, were annoyed and spat on her, urinated on her, and left the room.
After that, it was a repetition of that kind of thing. Even so, she didn’t go looking for Changgwan.
She gave birth and her breasts and hips sagged and her stomach began to bulge out a bit, but her beauty remained. It was a pearl in the mud. There were dozens of people a day who came to the window where she worked and nominated Beatrice.
But she says she didn’t because of what my child’s father said. She-told me not to sell her body for the rest of my life.
It was strange. Seojun never said anything like that.
The reason why Seo-joon knew all these things was because of a drunkard.
While inquiring about Beatrice’s whereabouts, he met the drunkard at a bar, and when he bought him a drink, the drunkard excitedly started talking about them.
She tells how she ate Beatrice, a prostitute who was popular in the past. She seemed proud.
Seojun asked. Then what happened to the child?
The drunkard shrugged his shoulders and replied that he was curious about everything.
That the child died immediately.
The child began to suffer from a fever, so Beatrice went to the pharmacy, as well as to the Holy Church in her doctor’s office, begging for her treatment.
In the process, she even spread her legs -.
Not only the drugstore owner, but also the doctor in the council room and the priest of the Holy Church made rice cake with Daa Beatrice, but they didn’t cure her. It must have been a waste of money after making rice cakes.
The child is dead
When the child died, the mother, who had lost the meaning of her life, also hanged herself.
It was just a few months ago.
The drunkard licked his lips, saying he was sorry.
That bitch he fucking screwed it up, and his face was smooth and-. On the other hand, since he came out of Changgwan, I wonder if he had to go through that kind of situation-. How comfortable it would have been if he had quietly spread his legs apart, he said.
Seojun laughed ahaha.
Then I bought the drunkard another beer and went back to the inn.
After drinking with her co-workers, she went straight to her bed. And then spread out and slept.
But before going to sleep…
Suddenly, I wondered what the child’s name was.
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So, the next day, Seo-joon dragged his hangover-stricken body to visit the drunkard from before.
The drunkard welcomed Seo-joon, asking if he had come again. Like welcoming an old friend-. Put a smile on your face
Seo-joon asked her child’s name.
Then, the drunkard let out a bizarre laugh, asking if he was curious about such a thing, and quietly searched for his memory.
Yes, it was Jackson. Jackson. The child’s name was Jackson. When I slapped him on the cheek and choked him, the bitch would jack-jax-cry-. It’s clear.
At the drunkard’s muttering, Seo-joon said it was a waste and hit him on the knee.
The fact that the child’s name was ‘Jackson’ meant that it was a boy. Because he’s a name that means son of Jack.
When the drunkard asks why, Seo-joon smiles and says that he made a bet with his friends. I bet money on the fact that his child is a daughter. Now he’s about to lose money-.
Then the drunkard giggled and patted Seo-jun on the back saying he was sorry.
But at that moment, it seems that something in Seo-joon’s heart was twisted.
I don’t know why.
Seo-jun drew his sword and cut off the drunkard’s wrist. A scream erupted from the drunkard’s mouth, and a commotion broke out in the tavern. Customers ran outside and the bar owner hid in the kitchen.
At the drunkard’s cry, “Why- why are you doing this?” Seo-joon replied, “Didn’t you tap my back with dirty hands?”
I even asked
The names of the guys who ate the prostitute back then, the name of the inn that handed over the key to her prostitute’s room to you, the name of the drugstore owner who ate her to treat her prostitute’s child, the name of the doctor, the bride name of -.
The drunkard didn’t answer, but cried while holding her bloody wrist, so he cut off the other wrist as well.
Only then did the drunkard answer the names. As you know. To what you don’t know. All.
Seo-joon immediately went to find them. He went and killed him. Singly.
I don’t know if they really treated Beatrice that way. It could have been a drunkard’s lie, or he might have mistakenly said a different name. Maybe he killed the kid.
Yeah, to be honest, it was just hypocrisy.
To be honest-, wasn’t Seo-Jun himself the one who bothered Beatrice more than anyone else? Who blames whom
I killed them all and went back to the drunkard.
The drunkard, who had lost both of his wrists, wrapped his bloody wrists in a cloth and was barely holding on to the rope.
When he saw Seo-jun, his eyes widened and he asked. Perhaps he was certain of death.
I asked, spitting bubbles, what the hell did you do with that girl?
Seojun replied.
The relationship between a courtesan and her guest.
At the same time, that prostitute is the father of her son.
At Seo-jun’s answer, the drunkard laughed with his chin shaking.
That bastard’s hair was red-. It’s definitely not your kid-. What did you expect from a whore?
Then, he took a deep breath and stopped shaking his chin. It even got cold.
Seo-joon got up from his seat and pulled down his pants. He peed on the drunkard’s face and brushed off his cock.
He even left the tavern.
That child was Seo-jun’s child.
At the time, Seo-joon worked as a mercenary and also did all kinds of dirty work, so he was working under an assumed name.
Under the name ‘Jack’.
Hani, that child was definitely Seojun’s child. No matter what color his hair is…
That child was Seo-jun’s child.
