I Am No King's

Chapter 311 – Rahayu Bad End

"Good then ..."

"NG!!!!"

Another candle drops. Slowly, the Emir drips the candle down, approaching ******* Rahayu.

"Mr Emir's daughter, please stop!"

"Emir, she's your own mother!"

"Huh? Mammy? What kind of mother tries to derail her own son's marriage, huh? What kind of mother would try to snatch and even marry her own daughter-in-law, huh?"

Emir whose emotions move hands to sana–sini. At that moment, the melts of candles in his hands scattered everywhere. Not infrequently also melted wax landed on the body of Rahayu who was naked.

On the one hand, I feel sorry for Rahayu. However, on the other hand, he deserved it ... or not?

"Gin, you don't pity mom and think about forgiving her, right? Then, after forgiving him, are you also going to make the mother of the future wife, huh?"

Okay, something's wrong with Emir. Moments like this have only one explanation.

"Emir, are you coming to the moon?"

"..."

Bingo!

Yes, every month, the Emir changes. His fighting mode turned into that of Inanna's fighting mode. Plus, Emir's fighting mode is very easy to appear when the moon comes. Previously, he always vent emotions that accumulate, when the moon comes, with match practice, trying to divert the mind. However, it seems, this time the Emir chose another way.

On the other hand, the Emir comes another month huh. Honestly, I don't count how many times I've done it with Emir and Inanna. However, for some reason, the two of them were still not pregnant until now. I don't really expect any offspring for now, just curious.

"OK, relax. It's okay."

I came to the Emir and hugged the Emir, stroking his hair gently and slowly.

"Well, I seem to be late. I don't see the Emir torturing Empress Rahayu."

"Eh?"

"Empress Rahayu?"

"NNGG??"

Everyone, other than me and the Emir, were shocked when they saw the figure that had just arrived. At the door, there was a middle-aged woman with soft pink hair, Empress Rahayu. However, the woman is not the real Rahayu, but Mulisu.

"Yep, you really became like Rahayu, Mulisu. In fact, your height, chest circumference, and waist circumference are also exactly the same as Rahayu."

"Are you tempted?"

I glanced to the right, at Rahayu's body which was not covered with a piece of cloth, watching her curves carefully.

"Gin, I forbid you to look at mom with such a view."

"What kind of view?"

"A view like that! Like you're gonna do it with mom."

I won't do it with your mother, just admire her body. For middle-aged mothers, Rahayu's chest and buttocks are still very tight. Not only his chest and buttocks, other parts also looked still tight.

Okay, back to Mulisu. Forget the physical and body figure of Rahayu.

Mulisu said his goal on the black market was fulfilled. Therefore, he thought it was time to throw away Mulisu's name. And, coincidentally, there was a problem with this royal consort. So, Mulisu suggested that she perform surgery to change her face and voice to be like Rahayu, becoming empress.

Initially, I only planned to kill Rahayu and make the Emir's plan go ahead early. However, Mulisu had another opinion. If the head of the kingdom suddenly disappears, it is likely that Bana'an will be destroyed, either by an outside attack or collapse from the inside. Therefore, Mulisu volunteered to replace Rahayu.

Then, who operated on Mulisu's face and vocal cords? That person, none other than, was the father, Barun Alhold.

In a normal life, you are the owner of the hospital. And his life on the black market is not much different. Dad, as a black market doctor, received all sorts of requests ranging from healing wounds to changing faces and voices.

At a time like this, honestly, I wonder how mom and dad met. Did they meet on the black market? Or do they meet in a normal life and only find out the other party's black market identity after marriage? Or how? Yeah, nevermind. I'll ask you mom and dad if you remember.

"Well, you came alone?"

"Don't call me Mulisu. From this day on, I am Empress Rahayu. Haha."

Mulisu laughed loudly when answering my question. He seemed to be having fun.

"You haven't officially become Rahayu as long as the original is alive. You didn't come alone, did you?"

"Of course not. The Agade members are already all over the palace, cleaning up the remnants of the mess you made."

"Good."

"But, Gin, instead of killing Rahayu, I have other ideas."

　

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That was the first question that came to my mind when I opened my eyes. The last thing I remember is the Emir holding me and .. someone similar to me appears! Damnit damnit! Goddamn bum! I have to kill him immediately.

I tried to get up from the bed. Unfortunately, I couldn't move. I looked to the right and left, looking at both hands that were not chained or tied. I don't know, I can't move my hand. Nah! Let's not move. I can't even feel it. Not just my hands, my feet. Looks like a cut on my inner elbow and knee.

"Damn! What's the matter?"

I no longer tried to move my hand and turned to look around. This place is similar to my room, ranging from decorations, mattresses, even the color of the items. However, there was one thing in this place that was different from my room. A big television across the bed, facing here.

Okay, just try to calm down. My condition is now lying on the bed, in a room similar to mine. The hands and feet cannot move. There was not a single sheet of cloth covering my body, exposing my entire body.

Suddenly, the television screen that previously died hurt.

[Hello mother!]

"Emir?"

[Can't you move your hands and feet? Yeah, of course you are. I've asked Om Barun to destroy the nerves of mom's hands and feet. So, the hands under the elbows and the feet below the knees won't be able to move again for good, paralyzed. Ahaha!]

"Bastard son! Is this your return after I gave birth and raised you?"

[Yes, right. This is my budding return after mom tried to derail my marriage and took Lugalgin.]

Goddamn bum!

[Mother don't worry. The bana'an will not be destroyed. Wh why? because we've found someone more worthy of being head of state.]

When I heard the Emir, a shadow appeared in my mind when a woman who looked like me appeared. In fact, faintly, I could hear Lugalgin saying our body sizes were similar.

[However, you don't have to worry about anything else. Right now, what you need to worry about is how long you can last.]

"Defend?"

[Yes, survive. All right, ladies and gentlemen, please begin.]

The door opened, letting two women in. One of them carried a suitcase.

"Who are you?"

The suitcase opens and a syringe appears.

"No! What are you guys gonna do? I am the consort of Rahayu, the head of the kingdom of Bana'an. You can't do this."

I explained my position and status. However, these two women did not care about him. One person held my body and another stuck a syringe needle into my neck.

"A – what did you guys put in my body? A–"

Suddenly, my body was hot. Not only was it hot, my head felt dizzy and depressed. My chest is pounding and my breath is wheezing. And, worst of all, I could feel that I was wet. I wanted to move and put my finger inside. However, I can't do it.

"Emir, what is – "

[The one that was just injected was a high-dose stimulant drug. With this drug, will the mother be aroused for the next few days? And ..]

Two women who had just come out, replaced by several men, circled my immobile body. They were all not wearing clothes, showing me their vital organs.

"No. Please. Forgive me."

All these men did not hear my request. They also began to touch and squeeze my body.

"Lugalgin, please, save me."

Seriate

　

　

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