She Was Both Called God, as Well as Satan

Chapter 25 – ?Compassion for Others?

Chapter 25 – ?Compassion for Others?

Translator: Kui

Editor: Kui

After dinner, several knights dragged the girl in while I waited inside my bedroom. She struggled as the knights on either side grabbed her arms and was then shoved onto the bed by those knights and constrained, where she then desperately yelled out:

“Oh Bestowed One! A child is already inside of me!! I beg you! Please wait until this child is born!! It is a child I finally have!”

The girl spoke up with tears inside her eyes.

“Just when I had given up on having a baby, I was blessed with this child! I will have to give up on the baby if it’s agitated now! Please! I beg of you!”

This pregnant woman is begging me with her tear-soaked face even as she is constrained by the brawny knights, unable to make a single move.

I see…

You had, those things happen to you…

I had, tried to rape a woman in that condition…

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That’s…

REALLY! IT TURNS ME ON SO MUCH!!!

I haven’t had this feeling in so long!!

Let me penetrate the fruits of all your hard work with my “faith”!!

Next morning. The pregnant bitch sleeping next to me had already gone cold.

Come to think of it, her temperature was quite high at first, but midway through, it had suddenly dropped. I did for one, pour some highly concentrated alcohol into her stomach from the anus, but in the end, her temperature didn’t return.

…Well, it felt quite good since it was cold though. It was a new experience. I think I’ll try it again next time.

Did she die? Dammit, what a waste. The alcohol I poured down her anus was quite the high grade item. Well, I can easily get my hands on both the high grade wine and women anytime I want.

This is because I am a Bestowed.

All of my actions will be forgiven.

Every one of my actions will be affirmed, gathering the respect from those trash.

It doesn’t matter how many of these bitches die.

I will still be worth more than every piece of shit living in this country combined.

Plus, shouldn’t that woman be happy? She was loved by a Bestowed during her end. She’s probably being blessed by the Goddess by now.

Good for you. Congrats.

I gave a few orders to the knights on standby outside my bedroom and left them to clean up this fresh trash.

My my, she’s trash because she died from that much. Honestly, I’m just a victim who fell for the venomous fangs of that bitch. This bed was one of my favourites but because that fresh trash was on there, I’ll have to get a new one now.

Guess it can’t be helped, I’ll go sleep in the bedroom next door tonight. What a pain in the ass. I really wish she would consider my feelings.

I’m starting to question whether she lacked the fundamental emotion of “compassion for others”. Putting up with it for a bit longer is the least you could do, you know? That’s why she went from trash to fresh trash.

Looks like I have to spread the faith of the Goddess a bit more. Sigh, the stupidity of these trash is causing a headache already. There really is nothing but trash (excluding the Bestowed) in this world.

…Now, I picked myself up and decided to go pick a few bones with the chefs in charge of my breakfast.

After confirming the knights have dragged out the human-sized bag containing the fresh trash from my bedroom, I elegantly rang the bell to notify the kitchen staff. The delicate tinkles of the bell echoed throughout the room.