I Became a Framed Villain

74 – Violation of Innocence (2)

“Aww…”

The saintess, whose stomach was red and swollen, covered her floor in a cold sweat.

– Kwajik!!

“…Kek.”

But the next moment, a kick of trauma exploded.

– Burr…

The saintess started convulsing her body like a maggot.

“Hey… Yo.”

But she manages to crawl to the front of the trauma nonetheless, reaches out her hand and grabs his leg, muttering.

“It’s too… That’s right.”

“Yes?”

“This far… There’s nothing to deal with…?”

Her expression was completely ruined, unlike before, when she was energetic.

“…I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“I… I’ve done quite a lot of volunteer work…?”

“………”

“The children in the orphanage we sponsor are all over the world, and…”

“I see.”

When the trauma of the saintess who grabbed her by the collar lifted her up, her expression turned pale in fear.

“By the way, why did you kill Justia?”

Then, after hearing that, she started staring at him.

“Is that…?”

For a moment, her gaze, bewildered, meets his soulless gaze.

“Ah.”

Then, she suddenly started to ridicule her.

“That smug ex-ranking number one?”

“………..”

“You must have had a very special relationship?”

Her eyes begin to glow darkly.

“…Why did you kill him?”

“Yes.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

And then, the words that came out of her mouth.

“I needed a good weapon.”

The eyes of the trauma that was holding the saintess by the collar become empty for an instant.

“Don’t you know roughly? You can make various weapons using the body of a person with abilities.”

“………”

“If you replace Justia, who is said to be number one in the rankings of all time, of course, an all-time great weapon will be born.”

On the other hand, she is still haunted by her trauma and continues to speak with a voice mixed with laughter while vomiting her own blood.

“It’s not only that. Justia is quite pretty on the subject, so many of my followers follow her.”

“………”

“It’s unfortunate, but I had to admit one thing about her pretty face.”

The saintess’ cold voice pierces the ears of the trauma.

“If you make tools out of her face skin, breasts, and pelvis, you’ll be able to create a top-notch cosmetic item that excels as a beauty product.”

The traumatized hand that was holding her by the collar begins to tremble quietly.

“Because of that, I risked my shame and made a reservation in advance.”

“………”

“If it’s her disguise tool made of her, who didn’t burn even with the power of her chastity, then unlike the other tools that couldn’t last for more than a few minutes, it’s a wonderful…”

“…Enough.”

Soon, a creepy voice leaked out of Trauma’s mouth.

“Well, I resisted so fiercely that I ended up going back to nothing.”

“Stop it.”

“Even though he was on the verge of dying, he must have had a reason to protect himself somehow. Maybe he wanted to die in the arms of someone dear to him?”

– Chiyiyiik…

Smoke begins to rise from Trauma’s hand that was holding the saintess.

“But despite all that effort, in the end I managed to get a part of my left arm and some of the flesh that fell off my body.”

– Chee Hee Hee Hee…

“I heard you saw it at the auction house. A gauntlet that looks quite familiar…”

The next moment.

– Kwajik…!

“…Kek.”

A saintess who is grabbed by her neck and puts all her might into the ground.

“Ugh…”

She struggles with the terrible pain that travels through her body, but then begins to smile faintly.

– Chiiyi…

“hehehe…”

The traumatized hand that was holding her was tearing.

“…That’s filthy.”

The woman who succeeded in eliciting her emotions from the inside of her trauma, which had been erased like a blank sheet of paper, spits out her words in a voice mixed with laughter.

– Seruk…

And the next moment, she quietly embraces her trauma.

“…But that’s fine.”

“………”

“Because I am a saint. I will purify you.”

Smoke begins to rise from Trauma’s body.

“Please be safe and disappear in my arms.”

And soon, silence began to flow.

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How much time has passed since then?

“…Whoa.”

Her saintess staring at her trauma wrapped in her smoke in her own arms, exhales her cold breath and pushes her aside.

“Dirty.”

Then, she gets up from her seat, caressing her own swollen belly.

– Tuck, Tuck…

She starts to head towards her president, who was quietly sitting in her chair.

“…You are unclean.”

“…….”

“You’re holding all the dirty promises in the world, right?”

Then, she walked right in front of him and made a dark expression.

“A filthy group built on filthy capital. A structure that enslaves people. It must all go away.”

“Are you denying capitalism, which has survived even after the world has been turned upside down?”

“That’s not my part-time job.”

A ray of light appeared at the corner of her mouth.

“People should be owned by great beings, not slaves to money and capital. That is the truth of the world.”

“I’ve had a terrible dislike for that great existence since time immemorial.”

“Are you denying the greatness?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to serve a capitalism that gives everyone a chance to rise from the bottom like me, rather than such an oblivious monster?”

“…As expected, you are terribly filthy.”

Before long, she slowly stretched out her hand.

“It’s okay.”

“…………”

“I’ll purify you.”

That was the moment.

– Heck…

“…What?”

Someone violently grabbed her arm from behind her.

“…Isn’t he dead yet?”

The saintess looked back at her while crumpling her face at the pain she felt in her arm.

“…….”

Her trauma glared at her with a serious expression on her face.

“Wait, I told you to die…”

“………”

…Um?”

The head of the saintess, who put her hand on his face as if it was annoying and gave him strength, soon tilted.

“What, what.”

For some reason, the smoke didn’t come out again like before.

“Why all of a sudden…”

– Kwadeuk…!

“…….Huh.”

The saintess, shaken by the abnormal phenomenon, gets hit in the stomach by the knee kick of her trauma and falls to her knees.

– Kwok…

“…? …..???”

Deep hatred appeared in the traumatized eyes that rode on top of her, and question marks began to appear on her saintess’s face.

“Gee, now this… It’s your will.”

“Yes.”

“You violate me with violence at your will.”

“That’s right.”

The saintess’ panicked voice flew at him.

“But why… Can’t the ability activate?”

Trauma answered with a smile at those words.

“Am I part-time?”

The moment those words ended.

– Kwajik…!

The fist of trauma pierced her white belly.

“Ahhh…”

– Kwadeuk, Kwadeudeuk…”

“Kyaaa!!!”

That’s how the merciless punches of trauma began.

“It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!!”

– Puck, Puck, Puck…

“Please save me!!!”

The saintess, distraught, struggles and shouts at the fist of her trauma, which began to be constantly stabbed in her belly with speed and power that was incomparable to her earlier. .

“Damn it!!!”

“I’m going to hit you for ruin.”

“Oh no!!”

– Wooddeuk…!

“…Uhhhhh.”

However, the trauma of breaking her arms and legs one by one mercilessly.

“Say, save…”

– Kwajik, Kwajik…

“My stomach… Hurts…”

– Kwakdeuk…”

“It’s broken… Throw it away…”

Thanks to this, the heavy punch of trauma begins to pierce the stomach of the saintess, who is unable to even struggle.

“………”

The saintess who flinched at the hot feeling she felt every time her fist dug into her belly, eventually gave up her resistance and closed her eyes to accept the sensation.

– Puck, Puck, Puck…

However, the sound of trauma’s fists clashing with her skin continued for a long time after that.

– Seruk…

So, how much time has passed.

“…….?”

As the saintess, who was accepting Trauma’s fist with a bewildered expression, forcibly lifted her broken arm and began to unbutton her shirt, Trauma stopped punching for a moment and tilted her head silently.

– Smooth…

After a while, her clothes come off quietly.

“…….”

Her saintess, revealing her own nakedness, began to look at her trauma with her eyes full of hope.

“…Did you take off her clothes so you could hit her?”

However, a cold voice escaped from Trauma’s mouth as he looked down at her dazzlingly beautiful naked body for a moment.

“It’s wonderful.”

– Cheolpuk…!

Her next moment, as the violence of her trauma plunges back into her own stomach, her saintly eyes slowly begin to die.

– Iron puck, iron puck, iron puck…

Like that, she eventually started to accept the violence of her trauma with her heart completely broken.

“I guess you didn’t know the concept of Kang Ha-neul’s real possession.”

The chairman of the Shinwa Group, who had been quietly watching the scene right in front of him, was muttering quietly while clicking his tongue.

“If I had known, the four of you with ‘purity’, who are only his prey, would not have dared to attack.”

– Burr…

“…Is there a gap in information among the 7 main lines?”

Then, the chairman leaned back in his chair with a quiet smile.

“The boss is really stupid.”

The sound of flesh colliding with flesh began to get merriment before I knew it.

“To deal with an entity like that, you should have fought all-out war from the beginning.”

It was because she was directly realizing that her choice of not turning the boy in front of her into an enemy was so right.

– Chiiik…

Beside him, two contracts quietly burned.

“hehehehe…”

The chairman, who had been quietly closing his eyes in a hazy feeling as if his remaining vitality was burning, suddenly laughed and muttered to himself.

‘…Now this world will be able to handle the absurd.’

Kang Ha-neul’s ‘No-Murder’ treaty, which the former head of the 7th Juseon asked him directly, even paying him a bribe.

‘I wanted to see it with my own two eyes.’

According to what he said, it was because the last reins that prevented chaos from coming to the world were quietly burning with the contract.

‘…As expected, human affection is really scary.’

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Nevertheless, the Chairman felt somehow thrilled at the thought that he, who seemed to overlap with his old self, would walk a different path from the one he had been swayed by the beings above him for the rest of his life.

‘Isn’t that so, Himari…’

With that thought in his mind, he suddenly lost consciousness.