Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

“Ha, your dirty tricks won’t be working now that I don’t know anymore. I won’t be nice to you any longer.”

Ferdinand heaved a breath after Molitia seemed to have calmed down, albeit barely. He didn’t know what the reason was, but it was the time to enjoy it now that she had slowly become much calmer. It was then when he grabbed a hold of her skirt with his mind full of insidious thoughts.

“What, what?”

Ferdinand faltered when he saw a red spot smearing her skirt. Not only that, the color of blood was unwillingly spreading through her white underwear as well.

“I haven’t even touched it yet…”

It was that moment when Ferdinand’s gibberish could no longer reach her. When the door that was seemingly closed shut had suddenly unbolted and a flash of bright light intruded, he straight away frowned at the blinding sensation.

“Urk!”

And at the same time, Ferdinand was keeled over by a powerful blow on his cheek. The tingling shock was enough for him to roll around while holding his cheek painfully. After he was kept far and long from Molitia, he ultimately looked extremely ill.

“Molitia!”

Raven, who didn’t spare a single glance at Ferdinand, immediately approached Molitia.

Perhaps due to the intense shock, Raven’s voice was still wavering. Even after he had quickly unfastened all the ropes binding her body, Molitia wasn’t conscious even to move properly—just like a broken doll.

“Molitia, are you okay?”

When he saw that her cheeks were bursting in red, Raven’s face immediately snapped. It hadn’t been just her face. Her torn clothes and her skirt were caught as well. The bloodstains that were smudged all over her clothes drove Raven crazy.

He was feeling so sorry that he no longer knew what to say first. When he tried to caress her cheek carefully, he felt a pang of guilt for putting her through all these dreadful things.

She thought her eyes that couldn’t focus properly were slowly regained as she bit on his hand quickly.

“No!”

“Calm down, Molitia. It’s me.”

“Go away! Don’t touch me!”

Even with Raven’s familiar voice, Molitia didn’t stop at all. Her small hand was balled into a fist before striking him on the chest. She was hitting him as hard as she could, but Raven couldn’t even feel any pain.

He left her small hand alone before embracing her. Raven comforted her even though her little hand was scratching him and trying to tear his head off. It actually hurt his heart even more than the pain she was inflicting on him.

Then, Molitia began to stop her hand slowly due to the firmness of his big arms. She lifted her head calmly while lowering her hands, which were still twitching out of fear.

“…Ra, ven?”

“Yes, it’s me. Can you recognize me? How do you feel?”

“Gasp—heuk, Raven…”

The tears that she had forgotten all this while were finally repleting themselves. At the same time she thought that she had survived, relief kept on making her tears flowing.

Raven appeared flushed at once due to the tears that were gushing constantly.

“I was scared. I’m sorry, I was extremely wrong. I shouldn’t have left you at all. I should be standing by your side no matter what. I’m sorry—I’m truly sorry.”

It was his fault for not being able to find her earlier. It was all his fault that she had suffered this agony and even had to struggle like this.

“My Lord!”

“Madame!”

“Oh my God, Madame!”

Those that followed after Raven, who charged in first, had entered a little later before standing upright at one spot—horrified. The lady who was currently crying at the scene had been in a state of chaos.

In addition, the knights who had finally found their Madame in that dreadful condition had turned considerably cold.

Raven entrusted Molitia to the people who followed him. He had to take her out of there right away, but he still had something left to do as of now.

“Haa—Duke, please wait. I think there’s a little misunderstanding…”

“Misunderstanding?”

“Argh!”

Raven pulled out a punch on Ferdinand’s face all of a sudden. A few of his teeth flew out from the blow of the fist that had struck as hard as it could.

“Is there anything else that I should be thinking about in this kind of situation?”

“No, wait. You're talking about… ack!”

The man who had been crying in grief was now nowhere to be found. The eyes were not even showing an ounce of mercy. Ferdinand’s face was swollen all over due to the persistent strikes of punches on the cheek.

“A person is referred to as someone who can speak the same language. I don’t think I need to talk to someone who speaks the same language as a wild animal.”

“This is so—!”

Ferdinand, who was just being intensely thrashed, eventually drew the sword from his waist. However, he still couldn’t hurt Raven, who stopped it ever so lightly.

He was beaten again mercilessly right after losing the sword—so easily that he couldn’t believe it at all.

“Urk, gah…”

“Ferdinand, what were you trying to do with that sword that you couldn’t even make use of?”

His eyes, which were sprinkled with the essence of the freezing cold air, didn’t even blink at miserable appearance.

“What if the tip of that sword were to touch my wife at all?”

“Oh my gosh!”

While screaming in agony, Ferdinand sprawled on the floor and trembled.

‘I really am going to die.’

Fear ultimately ruled his mind. Ferdinand shivered before grabbing onto his pants.

“Please, stop…”

Raven kicked away his filthy hand with the tip of his shoe.

“Since your head doesn’t know how to think properly, it’ll do less of that stupid behavior once this thing goes away then.”

He lifted the sword that was already rolling on the floor. Ferdinand’s complexion turned blue as soon as the blade gleamed with light had shone hideously.

“Come on, wait! What are you going to do now……!”

Raven didn’t even shift his lips. A gaze that was filled with repugnance, as if seeing a disgusting insect, was directed towards his crotch.

When the end of the sword that he was holding had reached there as well, Ferdinand, who finally understood the meaning, quickly pleaded.

“Du, Duke! Please calm down! I’m sorry, uh…”

“Sorry? To whom?”

“Of course, to the Duke…”

“You’re still out of your mind. Shouldn’t you be saying that to my wife and not me instead?”

At the same time, the Duke’s hand began lifting the sword high up.

“Ahhh!”

It was the time when Ferdinand could only scream while closing his eyes in horror.

Bang!

With a grotesque sound, the sword was struck exactly in front of his legs and right onto the ground. The force was strong enough for it to be half impaled into the stone floor.

The terrible sense of death had finally brought Ferdinand back to his senses. He even revealed an act of disrespect towards his own pants in such a contemptible manner.

Tsk—Raven clicked his tongue before turning his head away.

“Tie him up and drag him away. Killing it now would just make it unpleasant and it’s not that time yet.”

“Understood.”

The knights instantly moved in unison at Raven’s words. Although he was the heir of the Marquis, no one even cared about him. Rather, beatings that were done under the guise of tying him out would be shown sometimes.”

“Molitia, are you okay?”

Molitia, who was right next to the aiding knight, gave a light nod. Raven lifted her up while still looking pitifully pale.

“Let’s go home. It’s too cold over here.”

Molitia tried to answer with a yes. However, no words could be uttered out. Even her spirit that was just out of shock was still in a daze.

‘…I have a lot to say.’

She had to calm the restless Raven down, but she couldn’t say anything. She tried forcing herself to keep her eyes open, but she just couldn’t get away from the clutches of the unconscious.

“Molitia……? Molitia!”

Eventually, she fainted while still leaning against his chest.