Novel Full Chapter 137 Orc Village
Chapter 137: 137 Orc Village
According to the Orc Chief, the pigs had suddenly dropped dead a few days ago.
I asked about prodromal symptoms related to diseases I knew of, but the Orc presumed to be in charge of pig management—along with the Chief—simply shook their heads from side to side.
I wasn’t a veterinarian, and just looking at them wouldn’t give me all the answers. In the end, there was no other method than to observe the pigs directly. I hurried to head toward the pasture where the pigs were grazing.
Buzz, murmur—
Before I knew it, dozens of Orcs had gathered, blocking the path to the pasture, staring at Eleonora and me.
—It is, human.
—The, Butch, er...!
—That side, satisfied, truly, livestock, like slaugh, tered...!
—Our, God, is fine, but, the Butcher, is, scary.
At first, when we passed through the wooden barricade, it seemed like only the gatekeepers were tagging along behind Eleonora and me. But now, it wasn’t like I was the Pied Piper, yet the crowd kept growing.
From the subordinates who came to greet the Chief, to the Chief’s sons, the Orc women, and even the young Orcs—they surrounded us as if possessed.
"..."
"Haaah... T-There are more and more of them. Adults, children, it doesn’t matter who, they just keep gathering...♥"
"They look like they’re dying of happiness."
I didn’t know exactly why, but the Orcs seemed to instinctively recognize me just as the Chief had, calling me "God" and acting cautiously. However, they were even more cautious looking at Eleonora, who was currently impaled on my cock.
It was a conflict of cognitive dissonance: the object of their worship and the object of their fear were joined together by cock and pussy. They didn’t know how to accept me.
Even if I was worshipped as a god, bringing along "The Butcher" (from the Orcs’ perspective) made me a walking disaster—a god in one light, a plague god in another.
Their worries probably boiled down to a few things:
What if Eleonora escapes my control? What if I change my mind and order Eleonora to attack the village? What if Eleonora is actually just pretending to submit, waiting for an opportunity?
The benevolent God who gave pigs to them when they were starving was walking alongside the avatar of overwhelming violence.
Fear and Awe.
They couldn’t fully worship, nor could they dare to run away. They were stuck in a limbo of indecision.
Then, perhaps uncomfortable seeing the other Orcs blocking the path just as he had, the Orc Chief shouted.
"This is, also! The Butcher is! Our God’s, Apos, tle! God’s Sow! No need, to wor, ry!!"
"Khuuuugh...! I-I’ve been exposed... I’ve been exposed as Master’s sow-whore...!"
Squeeeeze. Simultaneously with the Chief’s declaration, Eleonora’s pussy clamped down tight.
She had always said she threw away everything human like a habit. Just moments ago, she had masturbated in front of the Crusaders, even had sex.
But hearing the Orcs officially recognize her as my "Sow" brought a rush of joy and the immorality of tumbling down into an even deeper depravity. She couldn’t hold back and cummed.
It wasn’t just anyone; it was the Orc Chief who said it.
Orcs, who possessed the trait of absolute obedience to their leader, would now view her not as a knight, nor as the Butcher who slaughtered them like rats, but thoroughly as a sow, following the Chief’s words.
Thinking of that, a wicked idea suddenly popped into my head.
[Here! Then please start by spanking her ass!]
"We’re on the same page for once!"
Slaaaaaap!
"Hiiieeeek!?"
Along with the sharp sound of flesh being struck, a humiliating moan rang out from Eleonora’s mouth. The Orcs, who were still unable to hide their confusion despite their leader’s words, all turned their eyes toward Eleonora and me.
And the moment their gazes poured over us, I shook my hips!
Plap-Plap! Thwack-Thwack! Squelch!
"Oh, ooh-hoook! Ooh-hoooooook... S-Suddenly ravaging my pussy so violently...♥"
There is a saying that actions speak louder than words. They might call me a god, but the moment I brought Eleonora, I had already sowed distrust. No matter what I said, it wouldn’t get through to them.
Even if the leader gave an order, the doubt and mistrust settling deep inside would eventually sprout. It was crucial to rip out those roots right here.
"Hiiieeeek... Your cock is scraping inside me, rubbing against me like it’s massaging my asshole from the inside... I can’t stand it...?!"
Therefore, I decided to employ the method most effective for Orcs, who were closer to beasts than humans.
I would show them that this female spreading her pussy for me wasn’t just playing or acting, but was completely dominated by the male that is me.
I would carve it into their eyes with their own sight: that the terrifying female knight Eleonora was nothing more than their God’s sperm receptacle, a broodmare, a sex slave, a sow.
—Ohhh...
—Butch, er, can’t move, a muscle!
—By the Great Cock of God, she has, become, a sow in heat!
"Y-Yeeeeees... I am, I am Master’s sow in heat, a seed-receiving femaaaale...♥"
As I slammed my pubic bone against Eleonora’s buttocks with all my might, her eyes widened to their limit—eyes of a female burning with sticky, viscous lust—and she began to look around.
She knew what I was doing.
She knew that mere mating wasn’t enough of a performance.
"Look more! Look at my state, seduced by Master’s cock, stripped naked and surrendering! Look at this Eleonora, corrupted to become Master’s broodmare, his semen toilet! Look at my rutting nipples and clitoris, look at it aaall, Hnggooohhk?!"
Of course, no matter what fancy words she used, the biggest factor was that she couldn’t bear the shame of being disgraced in front of the Orcs.
"Look at me, having become a sow in heat, worse than an Orc! To receive Master’s seed, l-like this, haaaahn, look closely with your own eyes as I clench my pussy and serve Master’s cock...!"
Eleonora panted, her tongue lolling out like a dog as she looked around. The fact that she was showing her face of a rutting female to everyone made her cum once again, but the effect was certain. The half-doubting Orcs slowly began to sneer at Eleonora.
—Sow!
—It’s a sow! Our, God’s, Sow!
"Yeaaaah... That’s right, a sow. Master’s exclusive toilet, a semen dumpster, a filthy sow who threw away everything to obey Masteeer...♥"
Slowly, their gazes shifted from Eleonora to me, the one passionately breeding her.
Unlike before, these were gazes of awe and respect born from this overwhelming performance—a burden of attention quite unfamiliar to me.
But I couldn’t shrink back or pull my cock out now. Right now, I was the Great God who had corrupted the terrifying Eleonora with a single cock (which wasn’t entirely wrong).
"I’m cumming inside the sow’s pussy!"
"Y-Yeeeeees! Fertilize me! In front of everyone, fill Eleonora’s pussy with Master’s seeds...♥"
And finally... Spluuuurt!
Unlike usual, my cock, stimulated by the countless gazes and Eleonora’s thick female pheromones, erupted explosively, driving semen deep into her womb.
"Ah, aaaaaah...♥"
Pshhhhhhh-!
Eleonora couldn’t even give her usual report of cumming, nor could she scream. She simply started squirting right there on the spot.
OOOOHHHHHHH!!!
Seeing Eleonora completely reduced to a submitted female, the Orcs cheered in unison. Not only did I pump semen into the continent’s strongest pussy, the Grand Master’s pussy, it seemed to signify her pussy’s total defeat to my cock.
Once again, gazes of awe and respect poured onto me.
[The effect is certain!]
"This doesn’t feel too bad, does it?"
[Would I have chosen you for nothing, Master Breeder? Hehehe.]
The SD Character, who was holding a picket sign saying "No Lewdness!" while laughing lewdly as always. But since we had only just cleared the path, I slapped Eleonora’s ass once more and spoke.
"Where do you think you’re sprawling out? Get up."
"Y-Yeeeeeees... I will get uuuuup...♥"
There was no need for other words.
Just the sight of me bullying Eleonora as usual was enough to captivate them.
Before long, the Orcs were either prostrating on the ground to worship me or raising their weapons high toward the sky like the Chief, praising me.
"So, where are the pigs?"
"If, you go, this way! Our Great, God!!"
Seeing Eleonora, whose eyes were about to roll back completely white, the Orc Chief seemed to have developed even greater respect for me.
Leaving the cheering Orcs behind, we began to move to find the pigs. Not long after, we were able to enter the pasture.
And immediately, just as the Chief and the pig keeper had said, we found the dead pigs.
"Hmm... Is this Botulism?"