"Nn―― mmghhh"
A muffled voice could be heard from the dimly lit building.
Many stone buildings were destroyed, the flags, and carvings that had been made with fine tools were stained with ash and dust, and the sky was covered with thick gray clouds as though to show its devastation.
Every day, morning and night, the sound of women's roaring and sobbing leaked out from inside the largest building― the castle of Fonteau, where the royal family lived and served by the nobles.
It came from the throne room at the innermost part of the building and struck the ears of the woman who was the queen of the country that was trapped there.
Every time she heard it, the queen, Leticia, thought.
I'll never forgive you.
I'm going to kill you.
Her chest was burned with hatred, stared at the slime, which was a collection of shapeless mucus, but as soon as her mana accumulated, it was taken from her and she was violated as a helpless woman just like the other elves.
Her silver hair, which used to be as beautiful as a jewel, was now covered with dirty mucus and smelled foul.
The same goes for her entire body.
Her dress was tattered from being treated so roughly, her left breast was exposed on one side, and her garter belt and underwear were visible through the cut in her torn skirt.
Her entire white porcelain skin, which used to be more beautiful than jewels, was stained and sullied―― Leticia's state, the symbol of the country, could be said to be the current Fonteau itself.
There was once a land of elves and humans that flourished, where the streets were filled with humans and demi-humans by day, and lit up by the never-ending light of torches at night.
Fonteau.
It was the country of elves that specialized in magic, where the hero passed on the knowledge from the other world and made it prosper.
The wife of the hero and one of his companions who subdued the Demon King. The half-elf Queen Leticia ruled the country, but now more than half of it had been destroyed by a murky mucus monster.
Stone buildings, wooden carriages, sewers to keep things clean.
Places that were easy to be seen from the outside. Places that were hidden from public view.
A collection of murky mucus was stirring everywhere.
The weakest monster in this world. If one could use magic...... no, even using the flame from the torch, one should be able to kill it easily. It was a slime.
Normally, they were about the size of a human fist, and even the largest slime could only swallow a wild dog whole.
However, the slimes that had overrun the town of Fonteau were as big as a one-story building, they were not compressing but that was just the size of an individual slime.
Some were even two times larger than that.
The slime creature had a nucleus within its mucus, which determined the amount of mucus it could utilize.
It was true that they could increase their volume slightly by taking in livestock or humans, but there was still a limit.
That was normal. It was common sense.
However, the slime with its dirty, muddy mucus was...... special.
One could only say that it was bad luck.
If the nucleus of the slime, the Black Ooze, had been crushed by another beast when it was just born, it would have died out on its own.
No matter how huge and powerful it became, it was still just a slime.
If one could crush its core, that was it.
That was it. It was over.
But that was no longer possible.
The slime that defiled the beautiful city that had reached its peak of prosperity was special.
Not only did it grow endlessly, but it also absorbed the knowledge and mana of the beings it took in, as well as the "magic" that the elves were excel at, which twisted the logic of the world to create miracles.
By absorbing a human or demi-human man and gaining their mana and knowledge, it was able to use magic and even counter its weakness of fire using water and ice magic.
And above all, the Black Ooze, which had become a male by absorbing men, had learned to violate and impregnate females.
More than ten years ago.
The Demon King who could create monsters was defeated, and the number of monsters in this world had been decreasing.
The day of their extinction would come one day.
It was common knowledge that the Demon King was the only one who could create monsters.
On the contrary, in a world where the Demon King had been defeated, the number of monsters would not increase―― it should have been.
That was why the hero left this world.
He returned to his original world.
Leticia, her old companions, and the inhabitants of this world who admired the hero's glory were sad but relieved that the hero's mission was done.
……However.
There was a new life born, as though to escape their "extinction".
A creature that could violate, impregnate, and procreate with women.
Slime.
This was the result.
Slimes that have inherited the same abilities as the original Black Ooze have flooded the surface and taken over an entire country.
It was a country that was made prosperous by a hero who appeared from another world and defeated the demon king more than ten years ago.
And now, other countries would be informed of this new threat.
The country where the companions who traveled with the hero and defeated the Demon King were.
The beastmen kingdom and the holy kingdom.
There were only two countries left on the continent.
The country which Queen Leticia ruled was the Magic Kingdom of Fonteau, and the country of her companions who supported the hero and traveled with her.
Naturally, the Black Ooze, who absorbed all the remaining men in Fonteau, also knew about that.
As knowledge.
It was a monster that didn't have thoughts, but a monster that had swallowed thousands of lives had a "will" within itself.
It was knowledge, wisdom, and experience.
The way of life that thousands of people experienced, learned, and mastered as skills, the Black Ooze contained all of it in its filthy body.
From there, it decided what to do next.
Instinct.
First and foremost.
The instinct of a monster that had taken in a "human man", a creature with a will that insects and beasts did not have.
Violate a woman.
Impregnate a woman.
Increase the number of its kind.
Just for that reason, the Black Ooze multiplied.
It multiplied, and multiplied, and multiplied, and kept on multiplying... Wondering what its purpose was, but no, this monster surely wasn't thinking anything in particular.
It was just increasing.
It would continue to violate women and seek them out just for that purpose.
Even if it swallowed up the entire continent, it would probably not change its mind in the slightest.
That was its instinct.
That was all it thought about. That was all it lived for.
Even today, the slimes were still crawling around the ruined castle town of Fonteau in search of new women, and some of them have already left Fonteau to attack the neighboring villages.
Their territory and range increased day by day, and everyone was fleeing from the country of Fonteau.
That was how the land of the elves, made prosperous by the hero from the other world, was destroyed.
"Mmghhhh!?"
Even though it was daytime, the muddy mucus sticking to the windows clouded the interior as though it was raining.
A bright red carpet. Ornaments decorated with gold. Stained glass shining in the sunlight.
All of them had lost their original brilliance.
The soft carpet absorbed the mucus and stuck to the stone floor, the golden ornaments all rolled on the floor as the Black Ooze ran rampant, and the stained glass failed to shine due to the mucus that stuck to it.
They gave a stronger impression of being "defiled" when left unclean than torn, shattered, and broke.
That was effective enough to make Leticia's heart, the queen who still had a little bit of reason left in her, one of the few "spectators" in the country of magic, squirm.
The country had been defiled by the slime.
The Queen wept while her legs slumped open on the Fonteau crest-decorated carpet, her torn and ragged dress stretched over her skin, and her white skin stained and bound by filthy mucus. With tears in her eyes, she was leaking out a muffled angry voice.
"Nghhh... fuu, fuu"
(I won't forgive you―― never, never!)
A tentacle from the filthy mucus was roughly shoved into her mouth to stop her from speaking, her neck was bound with a thick tentacle like a collar, and her hands were pulled over her head. She didn't look like the Queen of a country, but a dirty prisoner.
Her buttocks were on the floor near the crest of Fonteau, her legs were opened in an "M" shape position.
Even more than that, she was angry that her country, her people, and her memories had been defiled.
It was this anger that supported Leticia to this day.
Leticia didn't know how many days had passed since she was defeated and her country was taken from her.
Whether the sun rose or the night fell, the Black Ooze's sexual appetite did not diminish.
Naturally.
It was a monster that had taken in thousands of men.
Its sexual desire was beyond human knowledge, and that drive was focused on one thing: impregnating a woman.
Letitia was violated morning and night, made to squeal with the skills gained from thousands of men, and even when she fainted, it kept on violating her.
Sometimes she was violated in the throne room, and sometimes she was violated in the bathroom or bedroom when she regained consciousness.
The Black Ooze was changing viciously over time, as the digested man's will was slowly melding inside it.
It was not just violating Leticia.
It was playing with her, cutting down her noble spirit that defeated the demon king as a companion of the hero, but without completely breaking her―― yes, it was playing with her.
The Black Ooze, which had only been violating and impregnating women, was beginning to develop adaptability.
Even Leticia, who didn't know about the "past" Black Ooze, could see the change in it.
The Black Ooze had been violating her all day, morning and night, didn't even care if she was conscious or not―― and yet, in order to keep Leticia from dying, nutritional supplements made from dissolved food and animals were poured directly into her stomach every day and she was forced to consume them.
It was hell, where she couldn't die unless she took her own life.
The elves' life span was very long. They could live several times longer than humans, even ten times longer.
There were already a few elves whose hearts were already broken due to despair at the thought of spending that long time trapped in this place.
Even so, the fact remained that they were still mothers who would give birth to children.
Whether they were desperate, broken, hopeful, or determined to get revenge, the Black Ooze would not kill them.
The slimes would feed them, keep the mothers healthy, and let them give birth to more slimes.
That was why, no matter how rough they treated them, they would stop when they reached the limit... to not to let the mothers die.
If they climax too much in a row and it felt they couldn't take it anymore, the slime would stop.
The slime was violent, violating them against their will, and yet somehow gentle as well.
In the slime's instincts, it had taken in not only human desires but also their gentleness.
Some women were driven mad by its actions while they were in despair.
A somewhat inconsistent monster.
That was the Black Ooze.
"Fuu!? Fughhh!!"
Leticia, who was fixed in an "M" shaped position sitting on the carpet, screamed out.
She bit the mucus that was blocking her mouth and flailed her restrained arms.
Her left breast that was peeking from her torn dress and right breasts that were still covered by her underwear and dress, swayed violently with her flailing, and her wet, glistening skin made a dry tapping sound as though it had been spilled with a poor quality lotion.
Leticia's breasts, which have grown bigger when she gave birth, were squeezed every day and had increased more, shaking with the slightest movement like soft sugar candy.
Her nipples, which had become more sensitive due to constant stimulation, were hard and pointed, and only the tip from her left breast was faintly colored in the dimly lit room.
On the other hand, her nipple from her right breast, which was still covered by her dress and underwear, was hard and lumpy in her underwear, even though it had not been stimulated, its position could be seen even from the top of her dress, which was wet with mucus and stuck to her skin.
On the lower half of her body, a white garter belt and stockings of the same color peeked out from her torn skirt, and her pure white underwear, which should have been hidden by her dress, was in full view.
The flesh that was covered by her wet stockings and underwear were not as rich as her breasts, but they were richly laden with the flesh of a married woman's sexy buttocks and thighs, and the skin beneath them was showing.
The underwear was wet with mucus and love juices that leaked from Leticia's vagina.
How many times had this vicious Black Ooze violated Leticia, sometimes it was so violent that she fainted, but still managed to tidy up her clothes?
Perhaps one of the men the Black Ooze had taken in had a fetish of having sex while still clothed.
However, Leticia had no way of knowing that.
She was always violated with her clothes on, and then stripped naked and made to pass out.
It was more traumatic than just being violated.
No matter how much she fainted, when she woke up with her dress on, she was forced to realize that she was the Queen.
"Fuu, fuu―― ughhh!"
(It started, moving again――)
The mucus that had been restraining her began to move.
Each tentacle crawled and stimulated Leticia's undulating limbs as though it had a mind on its own.
(It's disgusting―― It's disgusting, It's disgusting, It's disgusting)
Shouting over and over like an incantation in her mind, Leticia shut her eyes tightly.
She knew that if she didn't keep her mind strong like that, she wouldn't be able to bear it.
The tentacles that crawled up her arms ran down her shoulders, to her armpits, to her uncovered left breast, and her right breast through the gap in her dress.
It continued to lift her lush, soft breasts from underneath and let go. Her left breast made a dry tapping sound as it slapped against the skin beneath it, while her right breast had a pointed nipple that rubbed against the fabric, causing small sparks scattering behind her closed eyelids.
"Fuu―― nn, fuu―― haah..."
With just that, a sweet sound escaped from Leticia's nose.
Her mouth that was blocked by a tentacle stopped bitting it and her eyebrows that expressed her anger slowly lowered in a "C" shape.
Regardless of what Leticia thought, the slime was violating her even if she were unconscious.
It already knew her weak points, it knew where to stimulate her to make her squeal, sway her hips, or let out her love juices.
It moved to tickle her armpits and stimulated her breasts at the same time.
Leticia's upper body swayed alluringly as a thin tentacle crawled up her neck.
In addition to the movement of the tentacles, her breasts swayed.
Then her wet clothes were making a sound.
Leticia, who had her eyes closed, didn't notice, but her hips have already begun to move slightly, perhaps to escape, or perhaps in frustration.
Her bound legs swayed frustratingly as far as they could go, and her hips moved back and forth as though she were frightened.
Her nose was breathing unevenly, and a blush was showing on her pale cheeks.
A single tear spilled from the corner of her eye.
"Fuu... nhhh... uuu..."
(Don't touch me, don't touch me―― don't touch me...)
The words in her mind began to be mixed with weakness.
Even though the caresses had just begun, Leticia's heart was shaken.
It was because she had little experience with sex in her life―― the only person she had experienced with was her husband, the hero, and the Black Ooze, who had gained the skills of thousands, was her worst enemy.
When her heart was strong, it would unravel it with gentle caresses, and then――.
"――!? Nghhh!?"
If she loosened up even a little, it would immediately attack.
The tentacles that had been restraining her legs gradually climbed up her legs and touched her bare thighs, which were not wrapped in stockings.
Leticia opened her eyes and hurriedly tried to move her hips from the tentacles.
However, with most of her body restrained, she was unable to do so, and could only raise her hips slightly.
Even that was almost meaningless.
In fact, by raising her hips, she created a path to her pubic area, and it seemed as though she had created an opening where the tentacles could easily attack her.
Leticia had no intention to do so.
She was certainly feeling disgusted.
However, even though she had given birth to a child, her ripe limbs, which were as inexperienced as an amateur's, were more vulnerable to pleasure than Leticia herself thought, and no matter how strongly she felt uncomfortable, her private parts were moistened with love juices that its scent was sweet and sour, different from slime's odor.
Her underwear, which was wet with mucus and love juices and stuck to her pubic area, revealing the color of her skin underneath, and her pubic area was already slowly opening up to receive the tentacles.
"Fuahh...!?"
A sweet charming sound escaped from her.
Leticia looked down in surprise as her underwear rubbed against her sensitive clitoris, a stimulus that made her feel like her hips were about to fall out.
Her breasts were lifted, dropped, and played with by tentacles. Underneath, the lower half of her body was hidden by her overly rich breasts.
However, the sensation of the tentacles crawling up her legs was vivid, and she knew what they were going to do to her―― even though she didn't like it.
It had been done to her many times.
It could have been days, a dozen days, or even longer.
Still, Leticia's heart was not broken yet.
Her compatriots who had left the capital were coming to her aid. They would bring reinforcements from neighboring countries.
She strongly believed that.
There was still hope.
A beastwoman princess whose sword skills alone nearly surpassed the hero.
A human priestess who had a talent for magic comparable to Leticia's.
Unlike her, if they didn't underestimate the monster because it was just a slime, there was no way they would be defeated.
She knew because they were her companions who she once fought together. She could trust them.
She knew that one day they would come to her rescue.
And she knew what she had to do then.
She would burn these slimes to the ground. If necessary, she would burn the entire country.
That was why――.
"Fuu―――― uuuhhhh!?"
She moaned, her throat almost hurting, and put all her strength into her lower body.
She tightened her vaginal passage forcefully, trying to prevent the tentacle from entering.
Despite being a slime, the Black Ooze was able to produce semen from its body. That was an ability that it acquired by taking in adventurers who came to the abandoned mine, where it was born.
In order for a woman to bear a child, she needed semen.
Not a slime core.
A woman's egg and a man's sperm.
Only then could a child be born.
The slime produced human semen in its body, but adjusted it so that the child to be born would be a slime.
Producing more offspring.
That instinct transcended the mysteries of life and then sublimated into the ability to ensure conception.
Leticia also understood that.
She, too, had the experience of conceiving and giving birth to a slime in the past few days.
Normally, it would take less than ten months for a child to grow in the womb and give birth. But a slime child could pass through the vagina and be born into the world in just a few days.
The reason was obvious.
It was only the size of the tip of a child's little finger.
If it were a normal child, it would not even be able to survive as a life form, let alone an immature child.
Even so, the slime was born and grew by absorbing Leticia's bodily fluids, which were filled with mana in the throne room.
Breast milk was not easy to produce.
Her love juices, sweat, saliva, and excrement―― all of them were the best food for the slime, and it grew into an individual that had more powerful mana than any mage could get.
The more Leticia was violated, the more powerful the Black Ooze and its children become.
The first time this world's strongest mage fell was the worst for every living being living on the continent.
So, there was only one thing Leticia could do.
The only thing she could do was to not give birth to children.
That was the only thing she could do.
If she didn't reduce the number of slimes being born to even one―― they would be at a disadvantage in the fight against this particular slime.
With her thoughts clouded by pleasure...... she tried to prevent the tentacle from entering her, she was putting all the strength she could muster in her lower body, but that was all.
The Black Ooze's tentacles were mucus and could easily penetrate if there was even a small gap.
That was how this monster brought down the country where magic flourished the most.
Its child invaded through the sewers, absorbed what the people of Fonteau discarded as garbage, and then took in the people of this country one by one―― it hid a child inside a human body and destroyed the country from the inside.
Compared to that, the strength of a single woman, even a queen, to tighten her vagina was no more than child's play.
At first, it created a thin tentacle, about as thin as a hair, to penetrate her vagina.
"――――"
Even though she was focusing her attention on her vagina, if it was just that thin, she wouldn't feel any kind of stimulation.
There was no change in Leticia―― but immediately, her eyes widened in astonishment.
The tentacle, which was initially as thin as a hair, slowly increased in mass and soon became the size of an adult man's pinky finger and then increased further.
"Wha―― why!?"
Even if she understood the characteristics of a slime, that didn't mean she could accept the cruel reality.
Her vagina, which had been tightened so tightly, was easily penetrated, and Leticia shouted in surprise. At the same time, her strongly tightened hole made Letitia understand the shape of the tentacle in detail.
As it was a mucus tentacle, its shape was not consistent. It was not much but the tentacle rippled as its surface was uneven, and in addition, its shape was deformed by the slime's instincts.
It rubbed against Leticia's vagina, and if she reacted by making a sweet voice and "feeling" it, it would change its shape to focus on that spot.
That action was done for all the women who were being violated in the country of Fonteau.
The more they felt pleasure, the more information they were giving to the Black Ooze, and the more intense the pleasure.
And if they climaxed and squirted out their love juice, it would be absorbed along with their mana and the Black Ooze would grow even more.
"Kuh―― sta... staph――"
She tried her best to speak through her blocked mouth, but of course, there was no way she would be heard.
Tears spilled from Leticia's eyes again.
Her breathing became disordered, and the woman who used to be the queen couldn't look away from her lower body while even her nose was dripping snot.
She knew what It was going to do.
She was scared.
She was terrified.
Even though she was a queen, even though she was a married woman, Leticia was a woman―― she had a man she loved. And the fruit of that love was born.
And yet...
"Fuu―― no, nooo"
Slowly, the tentacle began to move.
The feeling of the uneven surface rubbing against her vaginal walls almost made her hips fall out, and she easily relaxed her lower body, which had been showing its willingness to resist.
As it moved, tightening her vaginal wall was a bad idea.
She felt too good.
It was unbearable.
For Leticia, who had only known sexual intercourse to express her love with the hero, the one-sided pleasure that was being given to her for the first time in her long life as a half-elf would be rough, she was forced to climax, and it was still not stopping. That one-sided pleasure would change the life of the woman named Leticia.
When she had gone adventuring with the hero, she was strong and a little rough, but she had a side of her that spoiled the man she loved.
After her child was born and the hero left the world, she tried to be a good mother.
And the days of her being violated by the Black Ooze, unilaterally being given wild pleasure one way and another, being violated at all the time, day and night...... without stopping even if she fainted, left Leticia with the nobility of being a queen, but it also instilled a certain fear inside of her.
"No, staph―― fuu!?"
A sweet breath escaped from her.
Even though she was aware that it was very embarrassing, she couldn't stop it.
Her entire body was covered in sweet sweat, and her breasts, which were being stimulated even while she was doing that―― her entire body felt tingly and numb.
Slowly and gently, the tentacle invaded the depths of her vagina.
It was reaching her own womb. Even though she couldn't see it, she could feel and understand how far it had penetrated inside and where it was now.
Just a little more―― was she in desperation, or was she pleading to it, Leticia thought.
Just past the halfway there.
Then the shape of the tentacle rubbing her breasts changed.
It was like a five-fingered hand.
It grabbed her breasts, which were so rich that even a grown man would not be able to grab them in the palm of his hand, and squeezed them roughly.
Her right breast, which was protected by her dress and underwear, was entangled by a tentacle that had invaded under her underwear and was stimulated by the tentacle that wrapped around it.
A thin tentacle, no bigger than a pinky finger, wrapped around the base of her nipple and pinched it, while a thinner tentacle stimulated the mammary gland at the tip of her nipple.
"Fuu!?"
That was enough to make Leticia let out a charming sound and could not even spare any swearing thoughts even in her mind.
In addition, the tentacles that were stimulating her armpits changed from just tickling to licking, and the tentacles that were stimulating her neck crawled further up and wrapped around the long, pointed ears that were unique to elves.
When she heard the sound of the tentacles slurping in her ear, Leticia felt as though her brain was being licked and sucked.
Of course, it was an illusion, but sound was a piece of important information than what people thought.
If they thought that they were being licked and sucked inside their brain, their brain would perceive it as real, and the information would flow throughout their body.
At the same time, the tentacles were caressing her entire body, which was stained with mucus, so the combination of the information given by her ears, her entire body, and her brain was driving Leticia crazy.
Her eyes, which had been filled with the grace and strength of a queen, lost their power, and her beautiful red eyes, which were like red jewels, hid behind her eyelids and were steadily rolling back.
She was given full-body caresses that were impossible for humans to imitate, and the stimulation of the tentacle entering her vaginal passage was enough to make Leticia climax.
She was squirting a little from her urethra, just above her vagina's entrance, which was hidden by the tentacle and pure white underwear.
Perhaps because it was a climax, the vigorous tide flew slightly, staining the Fonteau crest that was carved into the carpet on the floor.
Leticia was not aware of that, and it happened while she was momentarily unconscious.
However, the slime did not relent in its violation.
When the slime realized that Leticia had climaxed, it pushed its tentacle deeper into her vagina, forcing the overflowing love juices out of her vagina.
Another thin tentacle swarmed with her love juices, stimulating her labia and her clitoris.
"――!? Fuahh!? Nghhh!?"
The stimulation brought Leticia back from fainting, and she remembered the situation she was in and began to rampage with all her strength.
(No, stop. If this kept on going―― Nooo)
There was no pride in being a queen, nor pride in being a mother.
Rather, it was an action to protect herself.
She was being made to climax.
It was given to her unilaterally, roughly, and forcibly―― and then she would climax and faint in a miserable manner.
She was afraid to expose herself like that.
A few moments ago, Leticia had fainted, albeit momentarily, with her eyes rolled back, but she flailed, not wanting to be any more disordered than she already was―― but the tentacle's restraints grew stronger and firmer the more she flailed.
"Nghhh!? Nn――――!!"
She couldn't move.
She was restrained so tightly that she couldn't even turn her head, and Leticia snorted loudly.
(This is not good!? I can't get away!?)
There was no chance of escape from the beginning. Leticia understood that.
Then, what couldn't she escape from?
It was the pleasure that was given to her.
The despair came quickly.
"Nghhh!? nn, nn―― nghh!"
She couldn't even turn her head away.
The tentacle's penetration, which began slowly, finally reached the deepest part of her vagina, and the tip poked the entrance to her womb.
She tried to shake her hips due to pleasure, but she couldn't, and she couldn't even shake her head and endure it.
Her entire body was restrained in place and she was just like a doll being poked and prodded.
"Fuu―― ughh, fuu, fuahh!!"
It poked her in the back of her vagina. It poked and poked her.
It strongly poked the entrance to her womb and made her feel like her hips were about to lift off the ground, but the tentacles that held her limbs in place prevented her from even taking reflexive action in response to the stimulation.
She screamed and squirted out from her urethra with each poke to her womb.
Fonteau's crest became wet and stained with Leticia's love juice.
Leticia couldn't see it.
However, the liquid Leticia squirted, as though the Black Ooze was playing with its toy, was staining Fonteau's crests in the carpet.
"Fuuh―― hii, ghhh!?"
However, it was unbearable for Leticia.
Every time she climaxed, she squirted, and if she squirted, she climaxed.
She knew that because she had experienced it many times before, but the Black Ooze didn't care how many times Leticia climaxed.
It would make her climax until it was satisfied and would not stop even if she fainted.
The continuous climaxes that defied her will made her lose consciousness several times, but the pleasure from her climaxes brought her back.
Leticia's eyes, which her body had been wildly pleasured so many times in such a short period of time, turned white as she looked up in the ceiling, tears streaming down her face, even snot dripping down her nose, and then she regained consciousness and lost it again.
Her beautiful silver hair hung down, absorbing mucus and sweat, and stuck to her cheeks.
The jewel-like beauty of her appearance was stained with mucus, and her beauty was losing its luster.
(Until when――)
How long would this continue?
She had thought about that many times already, but the answer was simple.
Until Leticia died.
Until her long life ended.
The screams continued endlessly.
Leticia, the women inside the castle, the women all over Fonteau.
That was the end of the country that was destroyed by the Black Ooze.
"Nn―― mmghhh"
A muffled voice could be heard from the dimly lit building.
Many stone buildings were destroyed, the flags, and carvings that had been made with fine tools were stained with ash and dust, and the sky was covered with thick gray clouds as though to show its devastation.
Every day, morning and night, the sound of women's roaring and sobbing leaked out from inside the largest building― the castle of Fonteau, where the royal family lived and served by the nobles.
It came from the throne room at the innermost part of the building and struck the ears of the woman who was the queen of the country that was trapped there.
Every time she heard it, the queen, Leticia, thought.
I'll never forgive you.
I'm going to kill you.
Her chest was burned with hatred, stared at the slime, which was a collection of shapeless mucus, but as soon as her mana accumulated, it was taken from her and she was violated as a helpless woman just like the other elves.
Her silver hair, which used to be as beautiful as a jewel, was now covered with dirty mucus and smelled foul.
The same goes for her entire body.
Her dress was tattered from being treated so roughly, her left breast was exposed on one side, and her garter belt and underwear were visible through the cut in her torn skirt.
Her entire white porcelain skin, which used to be more beautiful than jewels, was stained and sullied―― Leticia's state, the symbol of the country, could be said to be the current Fonteau itself.
There was once a land of elves and humans that flourished, where the streets were filled with humans and demi-humans by day, and lit up by the never-ending light of torches at night.
Fonteau.
It was the country of elves that specialized in magic, where the hero passed on the knowledge from the other world and made it prosper.
The wife of the hero and one of his companions who subdued the Demon King. The half-elf Queen Leticia ruled the country, but now more than half of it had been destroyed by a murky mucus monster.
Stone buildings, wooden carriages, sewers to keep things clean.
Places that were easy to be seen from the outside. Places that were hidden from public view.
A collection of murky mucus was stirring everywhere.
The weakest monster in this world. If one could use magic...... no, even using the flame from the torch, one should be able to kill it easily. It was a slime.
Normally, they were about the size of a human fist, and even the largest slime could only swallow a wild dog whole.
However, the slimes that had overrun the town of Fonteau were as big as a one-story building, they were not compressing but that was just the size of an individual slime.
Some were even two times larger than that.
The slime creature had a nucleus within its mucus, which determined the amount of mucus it could utilize.
It was true that they could increase their volume slightly by taking in livestock or humans, but there was still a limit.
That was normal. It was common sense.
However, the slime with its dirty, muddy mucus was...... special.
One could only say that it was bad luck.
If the nucleus of the slime, the Black Ooze, had been crushed by another beast when it was just born, it would have died out on its own.
No matter how huge and powerful it became, it was still just a slime.
If one could crush its core, that was it.
That was it. It was over.
But that was no longer possible.
The slime that defiled the beautiful city that had reached its peak of prosperity was special.
Not only did it grow endlessly, but it also absorbed the knowledge and mana of the beings it took in, as well as the "magic" that the elves were excel at, which twisted the logic of the world to create miracles.
By absorbing a human or demi-human man and gaining their mana and knowledge, it was able to use magic and even counter its weakness of fire using water and ice magic.
And above all, the Black Ooze, which had become a male by absorbing men, had learned to violate and impregnate females.
More than ten years ago.
The Demon King who could create monsters was defeated, and the number of monsters in this world had been decreasing.
The day of their extinction would come one day.
It was common knowledge that the Demon King was the only one who could create monsters.
On the contrary, in a world where the Demon King had been defeated, the number of monsters would not increase―― it should have been.
That was why the hero left this world.
He returned to his original world.
Leticia, her old companions, and the inhabitants of this world who admired the hero's glory were sad but relieved that the hero's mission was done.
……However.
There was a new life born, as though to escape their "extinction".
A creature that could violate, impregnate, and procreate with women.
Slime.
This was the result.
Slimes that have inherited the same abilities as the original Black Ooze have flooded the surface and taken over an entire country.
It was a country that was made prosperous by a hero who appeared from another world and defeated the demon king more than ten years ago.
And now, other countries would be informed of this new threat.
The country where the companions who traveled with the hero and defeated the Demon King were.
The beastmen kingdom and the holy kingdom.
There were only two countries left on the continent.
The country which Queen Leticia ruled was the Magic Kingdom of Fonteau, and the country of her companions who supported the hero and traveled with her.
Naturally, the Black Ooze, who absorbed all the remaining men in Fonteau, also knew about that.
As knowledge.
It was a monster that didn't have thoughts, but a monster that had swallowed thousands of lives had a "will" within itself.
It was knowledge, wisdom, and experience.
The way of life that thousands of people experienced, learned, and mastered as skills, the Black Ooze contained all of it in its filthy body.
From there, it decided what to do next.
Instinct.
First and foremost.
The instinct of a monster that had taken in a "human man", a creature with a will that insects and beasts did not have.
Violate a woman.
Impregnate a woman.
Increase the number of its kind.
Just for that reason, the Black Ooze multiplied.
It multiplied, and multiplied, and multiplied, and kept on multiplying... Wondering what its purpose was, but no, this monster surely wasn't thinking anything in particular.
It was just increasing.
It would continue to violate women and seek them out just for that purpose.
Even if it swallowed up the entire continent, it would probably not change its mind in the slightest.
That was its instinct.
That was all it thought about. That was all it lived for.
Even today, the slimes were still crawling around the ruined castle town of Fonteau in search of new women, and some of them have already left Fonteau to attack the neighboring villages.
Their territory and range increased day by day, and everyone was fleeing from the country of Fonteau.
That was how the land of the elves, made prosperous by the hero from the other world, was destroyed.
"Mmghhhh!?"
Even though it was daytime, the muddy mucus sticking to the windows clouded the interior as though it was raining.
A bright red carpet. Ornaments decorated with gold. Stained glass shining in the sunlight.
All of them had lost their original brilliance.
The soft carpet absorbed the mucus and stuck to the stone floor, the golden ornaments all rolled on the floor as the Black Ooze ran rampant, and the stained glass failed to shine due to the mucus that stuck to it.
They gave a stronger impression of being "defiled" when left unclean than torn, shattered, and broke.
That was effective enough to make Leticia's heart, the queen who still had a little bit of reason left in her, one of the few "spectators" in the country of magic, squirm.
The country had been defiled by the slime.
The Queen wept while her legs slumped open on the Fonteau crest-decorated carpet, her torn and ragged dress stretched over her skin, and her white skin stained and bound by filthy mucus. With tears in her eyes, she was leaking out a muffled angry voice.
"Nghhh... fuu, fuu"
(I won't forgive you―― never, never!)
A tentacle from the filthy mucus was roughly shoved into her mouth to stop her from speaking, her neck was bound with a thick tentacle like a collar, and her hands were pulled over her head. She didn't look like the Queen of a country, but a dirty prisoner.
Her buttocks were on the floor near the crest of Fonteau, her legs were opened in an "M" shape position.
Even more than that, she was angry that her country, her people, and her memories had been defiled.
It was this anger that supported Leticia to this day.
Leticia didn't know how many days had passed since she was defeated and her country was taken from her.
Whether the sun rose or the night fell, the Black Ooze's sexual appetite did not diminish.
Naturally.
It was a monster that had taken in thousands of men.
Its sexual desire was beyond human knowledge, and that drive was focused on one thing: impregnating a woman.
Letitia was violated morning and night, made to squeal with the skills gained from thousands of men, and even when she fainted, it kept on violating her.
Sometimes she was violated in the throne room, and sometimes she was violated in the bathroom or bedroom when she regained consciousness.
The Black Ooze was changing viciously over time, as the digested man's will was slowly melding inside it.
It was not just violating Leticia.
It was playing with her, cutting down her noble spirit that defeated the demon king as a companion of the hero, but without completely breaking her―― yes, it was playing with her.
The Black Ooze, which had only been violating and impregnating women, was beginning to develop adaptability.
Even Leticia, who didn't know about the "past" Black Ooze, could see the change in it.
The Black Ooze had been violating her all day, morning and night, didn't even care if she was conscious or not―― and yet, in order to keep Leticia from dying, nutritional supplements made from dissolved food and animals were poured directly into her stomach every day and she was forced to consume them.
It was hell, where she couldn't die unless she took her own life.
The elves' life span was very long. They could live several times longer than humans, even ten times longer.
There were already a few elves whose hearts were already broken due to despair at the thought of spending that long time trapped in this place.
Even so, the fact remained that they were still mothers who would give birth to children.
Whether they were desperate, broken, hopeful, or determined to get revenge, the Black Ooze would not kill them.
The slimes would feed them, keep the mothers healthy, and let them give birth to more slimes.
That was why, no matter how rough they treated them, they would stop when they reached the limit... to not to let the mothers die.
If they climax too much in a row and it felt they couldn't take it anymore, the slime would stop.
The slime was violent, violating them against their will, and yet somehow gentle as well.
In the slime's instincts, it had taken in not only human desires but also their gentleness.
Some women were driven mad by its actions while they were in despair.
A somewhat inconsistent monster.
That was the Black Ooze.
"Fuu!? Fughhh!!"
Leticia, who was fixed in an "M" shaped position sitting on the carpet, screamed out.
She bit the mucus that was blocking her mouth and flailed her restrained arms.
Her left breast that was peeking from her torn dress and right breasts that were still covered by her underwear and dress, swayed violently with her flailing, and her wet, glistening skin made a dry tapping sound as though it had been spilled with a poor quality lotion.
Leticia's breasts, which have grown bigger when she gave birth, were squeezed every day and had increased more, shaking with the slightest movement like soft sugar candy.
Her nipples, which had become more sensitive due to constant stimulation, were hard and pointed, and only the tip from her left breast was faintly colored in the dimly lit room.
On the other hand, her nipple from her right breast, which was still covered by her dress and underwear, was hard and lumpy in her underwear, even though it had not been stimulated, its position could be seen even from the top of her dress, which was wet with mucus and stuck to her skin.
On the lower half of her body, a white garter belt and stockings of the same color peeked out from her torn skirt, and her pure white underwear, which should have been hidden by her dress, was in full view.
The flesh that was covered by her wet stockings and underwear were not as rich as her breasts, but they were richly laden with the flesh of a married woman's sexy buttocks and thighs, and the skin beneath them was showing.
The underwear was wet with mucus and love juices that leaked from Leticia's vagina.
How many times had this vicious Black Ooze violated Leticia, sometimes it was so violent that she fainted, but still managed to tidy up her clothes?
Perhaps one of the men the Black Ooze had taken in had a fetish of having sex while still clothed.
However, Leticia had no way of knowing that.
She was always violated with her clothes on, and then stripped naked and made to pass out.
It was more traumatic than just being violated.
No matter how much she fainted, when she woke up with her dress on, she was forced to realize that she was the Queen.
"Fuu, fuu―― ughhh!"
(It started, moving again――)
The mucus that had been restraining her began to move.
Each tentacle crawled and stimulated Leticia's undulating limbs as though it had a mind on its own.
(It's disgusting―― It's disgusting, It's disgusting, It's disgusting)
Shouting over and over like an incantation in her mind, Leticia shut her eyes tightly.
She knew that if she didn't keep her mind strong like that, she wouldn't be able to bear it.
The tentacles that crawled up her arms ran down her shoulders, to her armpits, to her uncovered left breast, and her right breast through the gap in her dress.
It continued to lift her lush, soft breasts from underneath and let go. Her left breast made a dry tapping sound as it slapped against the skin beneath it, while her right breast had a pointed nipple that rubbed against the fabric, causing small sparks scattering behind her closed eyelids.
"Fuu―― nn, fuu―― haah..."
With just that, a sweet sound escaped from Leticia's nose.
Her mouth that was blocked by a tentacle stopped bitting it and her eyebrows that expressed her anger slowly lowered in a "C" shape.
Regardless of what Leticia thought, the slime was violating her even if she were unconscious.
It already knew her weak points, it knew where to stimulate her to make her squeal, sway her hips, or let out her love juices.
It moved to tickle her armpits and stimulated her breasts at the same time.
Leticia's upper body swayed alluringly as a thin tentacle crawled up her neck.
In addition to the movement of the tentacles, her breasts swayed.
Then her wet clothes were making a sound.
Leticia, who had her eyes closed, didn't notice, but her hips have already begun to move slightly, perhaps to escape, or perhaps in frustration.
Her bound legs swayed frustratingly as far as they could go, and her hips moved back and forth as though she were frightened.
Her nose was breathing unevenly, and a blush was showing on her pale cheeks.
A single tear spilled from the corner of her eye.
"Fuu... nhhh... uuu..."
(Don't touch me, don't touch me―― don't touch me...)
The words in her mind began to be mixed with weakness.
Even though the caresses had just begun, Leticia's heart was shaken.
It was because she had little experience with sex in her life―― the only person she had experienced with was her husband, the hero, and the Black Ooze, who had gained the skills of thousands, was her worst enemy.
When her heart was strong, it would unravel it with gentle caresses, and then――.
"――!? Nghhh!?"
If she loosened up even a little, it would immediately attack.
The tentacles that had been restraining her legs gradually climbed up her legs and touched her bare thighs, which were not wrapped in stockings.
Leticia opened her eyes and hurriedly tried to move her hips from the tentacles.
However, with most of her body restrained, she was unable to do so, and could only raise her hips slightly.
Even that was almost meaningless.
In fact, by raising her hips, she created a path to her pubic area, and it seemed as though she had created an opening where the tentacles could easily attack her.
Leticia had no intention to do so.
She was certainly feeling disgusted.
However, even though she had given birth to a child, her ripe limbs, which were as inexperienced as an amateur's, were more vulnerable to pleasure than Leticia herself thought, and no matter how strongly she felt uncomfortable, her private parts were moistened with love juices that its scent was sweet and sour, different from slime's odor.
Her underwear, which was wet with mucus and love juices and stuck to her pubic area, revealing the color of her skin underneath, and her pubic area was already slowly opening up to receive the tentacles.
"Fuahh...!?"
A sweet charming sound escaped from her.
Leticia looked down in surprise as her underwear rubbed against her sensitive clitoris, a stimulus that made her feel like her hips were about to fall out.
Her breasts were lifted, dropped, and played with by tentacles. Underneath, the lower half of her body was hidden by her overly rich breasts.
However, the sensation of the tentacles crawling up her legs was vivid, and she knew what they were going to do to her―― even though she didn't like it.
It had been done to her many times.
It could have been days, a dozen days, or even longer.
Still, Leticia's heart was not broken yet.
Her compatriots who had left the capital were coming to her aid. They would bring reinforcements from neighboring countries.
She strongly believed that.
There was still hope.
A beastwoman princess whose sword skills alone nearly surpassed the hero.
A human priestess who had a talent for magic comparable to Leticia's.
Unlike her, if they didn't underestimate the monster because it was just a slime, there was no way they would be defeated.
She knew because they were her companions who she once fought together. She could trust them.
She knew that one day they would come to her rescue.
And she knew what she had to do then.
She would burn these slimes to the ground. If necessary, she would burn the entire country.
That was why――.
"Fuu―――― uuuhhhh!?"
She moaned, her throat almost hurting, and put all her strength into her lower body.
She tightened her vaginal passage forcefully, trying to prevent the tentacle from entering.
Despite being a slime, the Black Ooze was able to produce semen from its body. That was an ability that it acquired by taking in adventurers who came to the abandoned mine, where it was born.
In order for a woman to bear a child, she needed semen.
Not a slime core.
A woman's egg and a man's sperm.
Only then could a child be born.
The slime produced human semen in its body, but adjusted it so that the child to be born would be a slime.
Producing more offspring.
That instinct transcended the mysteries of life and then sublimated into the ability to ensure conception.
Leticia also understood that.
She, too, had the experience of conceiving and giving birth to a slime in the past few days.
Normally, it would take less than ten months for a child to grow in the womb and give birth. But a slime child could pass through the vagina and be born into the world in just a few days.
The reason was obvious.
It was only the size of the tip of a child's little finger.
If it were a normal child, it would not even be able to survive as a life form, let alone an immature child.
Even so, the slime was born and grew by absorbing Leticia's bodily fluids, which were filled with mana in the throne room.
Breast milk was not easy to produce.
Her love juices, sweat, saliva, and excrement―― all of them were the best food for the slime, and it grew into an individual that had more powerful mana than any mage could get.
The more Leticia was violated, the more powerful the Black Ooze and its children become.
The first time this world's strongest mage fell was the worst for every living being living on the continent.
So, there was only one thing Leticia could do.
The only thing she could do was to not give birth to children.
That was the only thing she could do.
If she didn't reduce the number of slimes being born to even one―― they would be at a disadvantage in the fight against this particular slime.
With her thoughts clouded by pleasure...... she tried to prevent the tentacle from entering her, she was putting all the strength she could muster in her lower body, but that was all.
The Black Ooze's tentacles were mucus and could easily penetrate if there was even a small gap.
That was how this monster brought down the country where magic flourished the most.
Its child invaded through the sewers, absorbed what the people of Fonteau discarded as garbage, and then took in the people of this country one by one―― it hid a child inside a human body and destroyed the country from the inside.
Compared to that, the strength of a single woman, even a queen, to tighten her vagina was no more than child's play.
At first, it created a thin tentacle, about as thin as a hair, to penetrate her vagina.
"――――"
Even though she was focusing her attention on her vagina, if it was just that thin, she wouldn't feel any kind of stimulation.
There was no change in Leticia―― but immediately, her eyes widened in astonishment.
The tentacle, which was initially as thin as a hair, slowly increased in mass and soon became the size of an adult man's pinky finger and then increased further.
"Wha―― why!?"
Even if she understood the characteristics of a slime, that didn't mean she could accept the cruel reality.
Her vagina, which had been tightened so tightly, was easily penetrated, and Leticia shouted in surprise. At the same time, her strongly tightened hole made Letitia understand the shape of the tentacle in detail.
As it was a mucus tentacle, its shape was not consistent. It was not much but the tentacle rippled as its surface was uneven, and in addition, its shape was deformed by the slime's instincts.
It rubbed against Leticia's vagina, and if she reacted by making a sweet voice and "feeling" it, it would change its shape to focus on that spot.
That action was done for all the women who were being violated in the country of Fonteau.
The more they felt pleasure, the more information they were giving to the Black Ooze, and the more intense the pleasure.
And if they climaxed and squirted out their love juice, it would be absorbed along with their mana and the Black Ooze would grow even more.
"Kuh―― sta... staph――"
She tried her best to speak through her blocked mouth, but of course, there was no way she would be heard.
Tears spilled from Leticia's eyes again.
Her breathing became disordered, and the woman who used to be the queen couldn't look away from her lower body while even her nose was dripping snot.
She knew what It was going to do.
She was scared.
She was terrified.
Even though she was a queen, even though she was a married woman, Leticia was a woman―― she had a man she loved. And the fruit of that love was born.
And yet...
"Fuu―― no, nooo"
Slowly, the tentacle began to move.
The feeling of the uneven surface rubbing against her vaginal walls almost made her hips fall out, and she easily relaxed her lower body, which had been showing its willingness to resist.
As it moved, tightening her vaginal wall was a bad idea.
She felt too good.
It was unbearable.
For Leticia, who had only known sexual intercourse to express her love with the hero, the one-sided pleasure that was being given to her for the first time in her long life as a half-elf would be rough, she was forced to climax, and it was still not stopping. That one-sided pleasure would change the life of the woman named Leticia.
When she had gone adventuring with the hero, she was strong and a little rough, but she had a side of her that spoiled the man she loved.
After her child was born and the hero left the world, she tried to be a good mother.
And the days of her being violated by the Black Ooze, unilaterally being given wild pleasure one way and another, being violated at all the time, day and night...... without stopping even if she fainted, left Leticia with the nobility of being a queen, but it also instilled a certain fear inside of her.
"No, staph―― fuu!?"
A sweet breath escaped from her.
Even though she was aware that it was very embarrassing, she couldn't stop it.
Her entire body was covered in sweet sweat, and her breasts, which were being stimulated even while she was doing that―― her entire body felt tingly and numb.
Slowly and gently, the tentacle invaded the depths of her vagina.
It was reaching her own womb. Even though she couldn't see it, she could feel and understand how far it had penetrated inside and where it was now.
Just a little more―― was she in desperation, or was she pleading to it, Leticia thought.
Just past the halfway there.
Then the shape of the tentacle rubbing her breasts changed.
It was like a five-fingered hand.
It grabbed her breasts, which were so rich that even a grown man would not be able to grab them in the palm of his hand, and squeezed them roughly.
Her right breast, which was protected by her dress and underwear, was entangled by a tentacle that had invaded under her underwear and was stimulated by the tentacle that wrapped around it.
A thin tentacle, no bigger than a pinky finger, wrapped around the base of her nipple and pinched it, while a thinner tentacle stimulated the mammary gland at the tip of her nipple.
"Fuu!?"
That was enough to make Leticia let out a charming sound and could not even spare any swearing thoughts even in her mind.
In addition, the tentacles that were stimulating her armpits changed from just tickling to licking, and the tentacles that were stimulating her neck crawled further up and wrapped around the long, pointed ears that were unique to elves.
When she heard the sound of the tentacles slurping in her ear, Leticia felt as though her brain was being licked and sucked.
Of course, it was an illusion, but sound was a piece of important information than what people thought.
If they thought that they were being licked and sucked inside their brain, their brain would perceive it as real, and the information would flow throughout their body.
At the same time, the tentacles were caressing her entire body, which was stained with mucus, so the combination of the information given by her ears, her entire body, and her brain was driving Leticia crazy.
Her eyes, which had been filled with the grace and strength of a queen, lost their power, and her beautiful red eyes, which were like red jewels, hid behind her eyelids and were steadily rolling back.
She was given full-body caresses that were impossible for humans to imitate, and the stimulation of the tentacle entering her vaginal passage was enough to make Leticia climax.
She was squirting a little from her urethra, just above her vagina's entrance, which was hidden by the tentacle and pure white underwear.
Perhaps because it was a climax, the vigorous tide flew slightly, staining the Fonteau crest that was carved into the carpet on the floor.
Leticia was not aware of that, and it happened while she was momentarily unconscious.
However, the slime did not relent in its violation.
When the slime realized that Leticia had climaxed, it pushed its tentacle deeper into her vagina, forcing the overflowing love juices out of her vagina.
Another thin tentacle swarmed with her love juices, stimulating her labia and her clitoris.
"――!? Fuahh!? Nghhh!?"
The stimulation brought Leticia back from fainting, and she remembered the situation she was in and began to rampage with all her strength.
(No, stop. If this kept on going―― Nooo)
There was no pride in being a queen, nor pride in being a mother.
Rather, it was an action to protect herself.
She was being made to climax.
It was given to her unilaterally, roughly, and forcibly―― and then she would climax and faint in a miserable manner.
She was afraid to expose herself like that.
A few moments ago, Leticia had fainted, albeit momentarily, with her eyes rolled back, but she flailed, not wanting to be any more disordered than she already was―― but the tentacle's restraints grew stronger and firmer the more she flailed.
"Nghhh!? Nn――――!!"
She couldn't move.
She was restrained so tightly that she couldn't even turn her head, and Leticia snorted loudly.
(This is not good!? I can't get away!?)
There was no chance of escape from the beginning. Leticia understood that.
Then, what couldn't she escape from?
It was the pleasure that was given to her.
The despair came quickly.
"Nghhh!? nn, nn―― nghh!"
She couldn't even turn her head away.
The tentacle's penetration, which began slowly, finally reached the deepest part of her vagina, and the tip poked the entrance to her womb.
She tried to shake her hips due to pleasure, but she couldn't, and she couldn't even shake her head and endure it.
Her entire body was restrained in place and she was just like a doll being poked and prodded.
"Fuu―― ughh, fuu, fuahh!!"
It poked her in the back of her vagina. It poked and poked her.
It strongly poked the entrance to her womb and made her feel like her hips were about to lift off the ground, but the tentacles that held her limbs in place prevented her from even taking reflexive action in response to the stimulation.
She screamed and squirted out from her urethra with each poke to her womb.
Fonteau's crest became wet and stained with Leticia's love juice.
Leticia couldn't see it.
However, the liquid Leticia squirted, as though the Black Ooze was playing with its toy, was staining Fonteau's crests in the carpet.
"Fuuh―― hii, ghhh!?"
However, it was unbearable for Leticia.
Every time she climaxed, she squirted, and if she squirted, she climaxed.
She knew that because she had experienced it many times before, but the Black Ooze didn't care how many times Leticia climaxed.
It would make her climax until it was satisfied and would not stop even if she fainted.
The continuous climaxes that defied her will made her lose consciousness several times, but the pleasure from her climaxes brought her back.
Leticia's eyes, which her body had been wildly pleasured so many times in such a short period of time, turned white as she looked up in the ceiling, tears streaming down her face, even snot dripping down her nose, and then she regained consciousness and lost it again.
Her beautiful silver hair hung down, absorbing mucus and sweat, and stuck to her cheeks.
The jewel-like beauty of her appearance was stained with mucus, and her beauty was losing its luster.
(Until when――)
How long would this continue?
She had thought about that many times already, but the answer was simple.
Until Leticia died.
Until her long life ended.
The screams continued endlessly.
Leticia, the women inside the castle, the women all over Fonteau.
That was the end of the country that was destroyed by the Black Ooze.
