The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

395 – Scene 395# Second Rabbit

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Tristan Ruelberta.

Choi Jae-man had also heard of that character.

A man called the vicious Pig Count in the game. The worst villain who uses money and status to control a country… Perhaps, when the game service starts, it will be the villain NPC that players will encounter before the Demon King.

Of course, that’s just a game character. It was the day I fell into this world that I heard that name again, which had nothing to do with Choi Jae-man.

‘I ask Tristan for help.’

It was Park Se-hee who spoke to them, who were exhausted from having to avoid being chased by wild animals and thieves. He convinced them that Tristan would help them. I wanted to ask why it was him out of all the people, but Park Se-hee’s eyes were serious. As if there was no one but Tristan who could save them.

In fact, like Choi Jae-man, there was no suitable option for them. They tried everything, but they couldn’t even load the system window. I couldn’t even log out. He was resigned to the realization that he was trapped in this world.

I had no choice but to trust Park Se-hee, who was the only one with experience as a game tester.

After several days’ journey, with her leading the way, they reached the vicinity of Ludlow, the capital of her empire. It wasn’t that difficult to find Tristan’s mansion there. On the outskirts of Ludlow, I saw a magnificent mansion. It was the mansion of the Ruelberta family, which boasted the most power in the empire by anyone’s standards.

Choi Jae-man, who met Tristan after many twists and turns, could not help but be surprised. He has a sharp jawline, intelligent appearance, and is so handsome that one might mistake him for a woman. Because Tristan’s behavior was so different from the one Choi Jae-man knew.

However, with his cold eyes and aura, he was closer to the villain of villains. An arrogant attitude and way of speaking, as if he thinks everything in the world is beneath him.

Jaeman Choi realized that Tristan was of the same type. From the time he was born with the power of innate power, he was raised as a noble among nobles. It smelled like Choi Jae-man and his compatriots, who were born into a wealthy family and lived like nobles.

Of course, he was embarrassed when he had his subordinates teach them ‘etiquette training’… It was something that could not be helped. Because his subordinates his his, whom he thought were ordinary NPCs, did something rude.

‘Okay. ‘Things that are lowly are worthy of being beaten.’

They are shallow by nature. They inevitably joined hands to take control of the system, but they were originally people with whom there was no need to even talk. The lower class of the lower class who makes a living by manipulating illegal programs and hacking. Nevertheless, they don’t even know their subject, they are picky, and they are worse than insects. Choi Jae-man is the type of person I hate the most.

Since falling into this world, they have been of no use to anyone. Aren’t you confused because you can’t find a way out to return to the original world? Choi Jae-man was depressed. I can’t believe I should entrust my future to these useless people.

If I were to trust the future to Tristan, it seemed much better. At first, I was skeptical, but Park Se-hee’s judgment was right. A villain with enormous power in this world, comparable to that of the emperor. In many ways, it seemed like there was a higher chance of escape if I asked him for help.

Even at the moment when his subordinates bowed their heads in prayer, Choi Jae-man thought about how to get Tristan’s help.

‘Should I offer you a lot of money to help me escape this world? No, I don’t think he’s a man who would be satisfied with that much… And there is no guarantee that I will be able to escape this world…’

Choi Jae-man’s wealth and power are useless here. At this point, I couldn’t come up with any ideas to appease Tristan.

However, an unexpected opportunity came to Choi Jae-man, who was worried inside. Very fortunately, Tristan was interested in the jewelry business.

‘Is that right! ‘It’s done!’

The more wealth a person has, the more likely he is to smell it. This young count must have realized this too. If trade between the two worlds is successful, an astronomical amount of money can be earned in the future. And the only one who can pioneer that new trade route is Choi Jae-man.

Although the plan to colonize this world as originally planned was thwarted, it was not a bad choice. No, this is the only way. Anyway, if I don’t get out of this world, everything will be useless.

‘I’ll survive. As soon as I go back, I see that guy, Representative Park… Huh?’

At a time when Choi Jae-man was convinced that Tristan had been appeased, a girl appeared. I guess he was around high school age. A girl with brown twin tails and a maid uniform began making tea for the two.

‘Maid?’

It was her maid who had followed her Tristan in a little while ago, but because of her small stature her her, Choi Jae-man could not spot her. Even if she had found out, the outcome wouldn’t have been any different…

‘You really are a slave.’

I don’t know the specifics of this world’s culture, but if it’s a villain like Tristan, there must be a lot of people threatening his life. It would be better to use ignorant, young slaves than to use people who might betray you. If a girl like this were to serve Tristan, it would definitely be a ‘thing’ bought with money.

So Jae-man Choi got angry. Because he only experienced the humiliation of being splashed by ‘things’. I thought Tristan, who must have thought the same way as Choi Jae-man, would definitely defend it…

“… Ugh?”

When I came to, it was a cold stone floor. This place… Where is it?

“You really have a lot of liver.”

“Who, who… Ugh… !”

Choi Jae-man tried to get up, but the area where he felt numb and he frowned.

“You should know the subject because you fearlessly insult the count’s fiancée.”

“What?!”

Choi Jae-man, who discovered the owner of the voice, started and took a step back. Because the furry figure behind the iron bars was glaring at him. A monster that came out of a nightmare… I thought it was Tristan’s subordinate, but fortunately it was Tristan’s subordinate.

No… Why are there iron bars?

“Prison… ?”

I looked around. Choi Jae-man was in a prison surrounded by stone walls on all sides. What kind of situation is this all of a sudden? It was Helga who answered Choi Jae-man’s puzzled questions.

“This is the detention room in the basement of the mansion. The Count was very angry.”

“What?!”

“Consider yourself lucky that it ended with you being trapped here. Because the Count showed giantism.”

“I feel wrong!”

Choi Jae-man shouted while holding on to the iron bars.

“If I had known that the girl was the Count’s fiancée, I wouldn’t have done that!”

“Yes yes. I guess you did. But …”She treated a 12-year-old child like an object and had the audacity to ask the Count how much it was?”

“Well, that’s… !”

“This is so… It was a novel method of suicide that no one would have thought of, but unfortunately it failed.”

“Wait!”

Choi Jae-man became impatient and shouted at the back of Helga’s head as she tried to leave.

“I made a mistake because I couldn’t distinguish between public and private things. So I was totally wrong. If you wish, I will make it possible for you to trade with our world on favorable terms to the Count. Or I could give you more money.”

“Excuse me, but do you have no brains in your head?”

“What…”

“I think the Count is angry because you can’t distinguish between public and private matters. An insult is an insult, but…”

Helga’s eyes, seen through her doll mask, were shining like a wild beast. Choi Jae-man, seeing that glare, took a step back without realizing it.

“Isn’t it natural for you to be angry at people of your race who treat a 12-year-old child like an object and judge its value?”

“Eww… Ugh…”

“What you can do is not apologize or anything. “I hope you just realize your foolishness and blame yourself.”

With just those words, Helga left her underground detention room without even looking back.

In the end, Choi Jae-man, who was left alone in the detention room, covered his face and groaned.

“Damn…”

Who would have known that the count’s fiancée was working as a maid? She naturally thinks of herself as a lowly slave or commoner… And so is that girl. Considering her height and build her, she looks like she’s 12 years old …

“Huh? She ‘ll be 12 years old…”

Choi Jae-man, who was complaining, suddenly realized something strange. He passed by without notice, but when he thought about it, he noticed something strange… That…

“… “She’s engaged to an elementary school student?”

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I later blamed myself for my mistake.

I was overcome by emotion and ended up punching him. Isn’t this different from Helga?

“Gwae, are you okay…” “?” ? Cow, blood on your hands…”

“This is not my blood.”

His fist is stained with Choi Jae-man’s blood, as if he hit him with all his heart. Wendy, who saw this, was wiping the blood from my hand with her handkerchief.

“Are you really okay?”

“Yes? Yes… I’m fine…”

“… “You showed an ugly side.”

“Oh, no… I was rather happy…”

“… “You said you were happy?”

Wendy placed her hands on her chest and she looked up at me.

“You told me that the Count was your fiancé… ” .”

“…What?”

“Uh… The former Count… I thought you were going to hide it… I’m your fiancee… But I was so happy when he introduced me as his fiancé his his…”

It’s definitely difficult to say out loud. Even with Tristan’s mentality of her, it’s hard for her to confidently say that she’s engaged to a 12-year-old. Nevertheless, what I said to Choi Jae-man was… Perhaps she could not stand it and was angry that Wendy was treated as her own.

“… You are my fiancé. “Are you glad I said such an obvious thing?”

“Yes… Hehe…”

“Strange guy…”

After saying that, Wendy shyly tried to kiss me on the cheek. I quickly covered her lips with my palm.

“No.”

“Ugh…”

“…”

Wendy looks up again with sad eyes. Just looking at those eyes that look like tears are about to spill at any moment makes me feel weak.

Finally, I sighed and opened my mouth.

“… “Just this once.”

“Yes!”

Wendy, her face bright, kissed my cheek. Hmm. Is this how she feels about having a cute daughter? I think Wendy would be upset if she expressed her feelings out loud, but she couldn’t help it. Because that’s true.

“Well, then I’ll go clean up after myself!”

Even more so when she sees Wendy disappearing, waving her hand bravely. Her body has grown like it was in high school, but her face still shows a youthful look.

‘He’s a kid…’

I immediately turned around, feeling like a father dropping his daughter off at elementary school. Then, as if it had been waiting, a figure spotted me from the other side and approached me… It was visible.

“… “Have you been to the detention room?”

“Yes! As per the Count’s orders, I locked him in the detention room!”

Helga responds by doing a strange dance that resembles a mollusk. At this point, I can’t help but pay attention.

“… “But stop adding a pop at the end of every word.”

“Hehe… Now I understand. “You’re doing that because you’re shy towards the Count, right?”

“… Are you listening to me?”

“You want to hug me right now, but you’re holding back, right?”

“No.”

Why are you hugging the furry yeti?

“After… But it’s been really hot since a while ago. How long do I have to wear this?”

“… When did I tell you to wear it?”

“The Count never said anything, but his heart touched me. “The Count wanted to see my rabbit suit.”

“I don’t know what you’re feeling, but it’s not mine.”

“Ah, it’s hot and itchy… Count. Could you please scratch my back? “Because I couldn’t reach it.”

It’s really varied…

I had no choice but to scratch Helga’s back.

“Is it here?”

“Ah… “It’s a little higher than there.”

“Is it here?”

“Ah, uhm… That’s right, but something…”

“If you’re wearing something like that, it’s natural that scratching it won’t help.”

“Ugh… “Then, could you please open the zipper on my back?”

“I refuse.”

“Eh!? Why!”

“You didn’t know? “Those clothes are your new prison.”

“Ouch! Count! Please don’t play around! “It tickles me to death!”

Helga trying to scratch her back. It was like a bear trying to scratch its itchy back against a tree. No matter how well it was packaged, it did not look like a woman.

“… I can’t help it. “Stay still.”

I couldn’t bear to watch the female bear rolling around in her hallway, so I ended up opening the zipper on her back. Helga jumped out from under under her her her her doll clothes her her her, as if shedding her skin her her her her.

“Whoa, fresh air!”

“The itchy area…”

I was about to ask Helga where the itch was, but I closed my mouth. Wetness on the touch. And now, seeing Helga’s face her, I’m at a loss for words.

Pointed ears, slender legs exposed by high legs, and a cute rabbit tail.

“Yes? Count. Why are you doing this…?”

“You…”

“Ah? “This is the second rabbit I prepared because I didn’t know what the Count would like.”

Helga wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled. What came out of the doll clothes was drenched in sweat… It was a bunny girl.