Chapter 234 – The Trial of Nine, Deianira (2)
Is it crazy
When I came to her villa her because I had something urgent to talk about about her child her, I found Deianeira holding one of her kitchen knives upside down and aiming at his stomach her.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s what it looks like. It’s threatening.”
“…The hostages are a bit strong.”
Laughter ensues.
Could it be that she took in her concubine her and impregnated her in order to alleviate the anxiety of the people of Thebes, or was the problem that she did not often hug this woman?
She said, ‘She shouldn’t have gotten her pregnant in the first place.’
Had she known she was this kind of woman, she should have filtered it.
She is nothing else, if she is the kind of woman who threatens with a knife with a child growing in her belly, if she knew she was a woman like this, she would have killed her.
“Calm down. Put down the knife for now. Let’s talk rationally.”
“I’m extremely rational. I’ve pointed a knife at my stomach and even intended to stab it.”
“Is that rational?”
“Yes. This is rational. It is human.”
Her hair her is disheveled, her body her is full of the smell of alcohol, and her room her is full of strange drug energy.
The furniture inside the room is all messed up, vases are broken and chairs are scattered on the floor.
If there is only one thing that keeps its shape properly, it is the bed.
“Seriously? You made the room look like this because of having sex with me?”
“Sex is proof. All I want from you is…”
Sigh.
“It’s love.”
“…”
Love.
That single word really gave me goosebumps.
Her spine her throbbed, and her limbs her trembled.
“A woman who came to an arranged marriage wants love? As the princess of Calydon, aren’t you here for the alliance between Thebes and Calydon?”
“I did. But that doesn’t matter anyway. The reason I decided to marry you was because you were my partner.”
Can’t be done.
This woman is in a state where she can’t make good judgment right now.
I don’t know if someone gave me drugs or if I really went crazy, but I’m not in my right mind right now.
Maybe it’s both.
“My husband is Hercules. The most handsome man in Greece, the strongest hunter, and the envy of all women. Does it make sense for a man like that to only stare at wasteful women like Megara?”
“Be careful what you say.”
“What are you careful with? Did I say something wrong? What’s good about a woman who can’t conceive, who can’t even bear Hercules’ child, who will bring disaster on Thebes?”
“I like it.”
“That’s wrong.”
De Anira twitched one corner of her mouth.
“She’s a princess and a nabal, and what kind of a woman is she that can’t bear children. She’s in the shape of a woman, just a fucking bitch.”
“Only I can call her Megara a cockhouse. Just because I call her a cockhouse doesn’t mean you can’t call her that.”
“Really? Ha, well, it doesn’t matter. If she gets older anyway, she’ll age faster.”
That’s not it.
Megara is Play Yasugo, the one who will retain her youth until her death her.
Rather, it would be on Deianeira’s part her to become her grandmother her as she grows older.
But she doesn’t know that this woman.
“Hehe, Hercules. From the moment you married me, you should have lived with me, not Megara.”
“…”
“Not with a delinquent like Megara, Nara had to have sex with me, the most beautiful woman in Calydon.”
“…They say women are the enemy of women. I understand. Why did you end up like this?”
A lament comes out of nowhere.
“The love you speak of is not love.”
“What…?”
“Your love isn’t even the love of the flesh. You’re just faking your feelings in the name of love.”
This woman longs for love from me, but the truth is that Eros, the god of love, shakes her head.
“The feeling you are faking as love is…”
Rather, another god would nod.
“Inferiority. You can also call it jealousy.”
“What…?”
“I was jealous of Megara, who is loved by me. No, I must have been more angry than jealousy. Because I lacked something more than that woman, I am much better than that woman, but I am prettier and younger than that woman, and that woman can’t. I can.”
He just feels a sense of inferiority because he was pushed by Megara.
“Is it a fault that Megara can’t bear her child? That’s not a big fault. Megara is a dignified being in Megara itself.”
“She’s a woman who can’t even bear children…! A woman with nothing in her belly who will bring calamity to Thebes…!”
“In the belly, there is my semen. The semen I wrapped inside with love.”
Even if there is no baby, it is full of babies.
“A woman who can hold me in my heart whenever I want. A woman who can open my legs to me whenever I want. Megara is valuable to me and a woman I can love.”
“Me too, I can!”
“No, you can’t. In the first place, you have one, very big problem.”
Before meeting me, there is one problem.
“You were a non-virgin.”
“…”
The knife is slowly lowered.
Her blade was still pointing toward her belly her, but her hand her holding it began to tremble.
“…What, how is that?”
“Women can’t conceive? It doesn’t matter. There are many women in the world who can conceive. But women who are second-hand are a different story.”
As Hercules, as the strongest man in Greece, I have the qualifications and ability to say these words.
“Why do you want to fuck me when I say that I will be with the woman who took her virgin for the rest of her life?”
“This person…!”
“If I knew she was this kind of woman, she would n’t even get me pregnant.”
“Ahhh…!”
Deianira’s face contorts.
“I-I told you about sex like that…!”
“My mistake.”
Still, it was my fault for saying that she was the woman who would give birth to my child, and that I would give her the best experience with me, incomparable to any other man.
I’ll just wrap it up and finish it.
“I wasn’t giving my seed to a woman who was thinking of consuming Thebes through an arranged marriage and then merging with Calydon. In the first place… I wasn’t sticking my cock head into a slut who had other people’s dicks going in and out first.”
“Haha…!”
“Megara is a woman of disuse? That’s right. Now she’s become a herbal pussy that’s easy to get into without caring her. But…”
After I put strength on my feet.
“An herbal pussy I picked a virgin is better than a non-virgin slut.”
“!!”
Jumping forward, I grabbed Deianira’s wrist at once.
“Oops!”
“And I don’t treat a woman with a child hostage as human.”
Wooduk!
I immediately put my fist on Deianeira’s shoulder her.
Dislocated, with a powerful shock, Deianeira fell through her cough.
“Hee-eok, hee-eok, hee-eok…!”
“Know that I went there because of my child.”
No matter what country
No matter how Zeus gave birth to so many children, he became indifferent to the number of children.
No matter how much Heracles impregnated this woman and that woman.
“I’ll arrange a special soldier next to you. Restrain all your limbs, and then make sure you don’t do nonsense until you give birth safely.”
I can’t abort my child.
I know I shouldn’t treat a new mother like this, but I can’t let this crazy bitch point her belly with a knife.
“So you-“
Kwadeuk.
For a moment, I felt a sense of deja vu.
Her hand her, which had reached out to Deianeira, was burning, and at the same time, the front of her eyes her suddenly turned white.
“This…!”
Per-billion.
I gave strong strength to my hand her and shook off Deianira.
And right there she made her bite her her hand her, her hand her to her her, her her to her her.
Blood.
Along with teeth marks, there is blood.
It’s blood, please, not mine, it’s Deianira’s-
“Ah.”
“Heh, hehe, that proud Hercule… Huh?”
As a result, Deianira with a small amount of blood.
The arrogant face of seeing blood on me is embarrassing, and—
“Aaaaa!!”
It took only a few seconds for the pain to distort.
“Aaaaa!!”
Even though her shoulder blade her must have been dislocated, she starts to rampage like crazy.
Rolling on her bed, and slamming her face into the pillow, she began to go mad.
“Fuck…”
Fucked.
Finished.
Even the god of medicine can’t do this.
No one can save that woman now.
And the same goes for the little life that dwells in its stomach her.
“Aaaaa!!”
Deianira continued to scream.
“Aaaaa!!”
Towards the end, she screamed and threw herself somewhere.
Out the window.
Breaking her window, she threw her head out and disappeared, and within seconds the sound of something breaking-
Poo-wook.
I didn’t hear it.
Rather, I heard the sound of something being pierced.
I clasped my teeth-stained hand and stepped forward, poking my head out the window.
On the sharp ornament of the wall.
In the middle of his chest his, a spearhead protruded from the wall decoration.
“…”
Aaaaa!!!
Deianira is dead.
It was such a brutal death, the screams of those who saw her body did not stop.
Above all.
Bubbly.
It was so grotesque that he kept tearing off his limbs, as if a pain greater than the pain of being pierced through his chest remained.
It was like the dying earth crab in Lerne Swamp, where I first tested the hydra poison.
“…”
Something is visible.
Something spilled out of Deianira.
At the same time as the figure in the form of Deianeira came out, a small ether with an ambiguous shape to say that she was still human was wriggling…
Tok.
It disappeared along with the bubble.
“…”
Dejanira, the woman who had a child and was no better than the brute she threatened, was dead.
Leaving a huge scar on her chest on her.
