After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 974

Chapter 974: Murder in Bed

“BITCHHH!!” He roared, standing up after a few seconds of struggling. Unsurprisingly, the noise alerted the guards outside and they immediately knocked to check on their master.

Unlike Alterra, insulation here wasn’t particularly special, so any loud noise could still be heard outside.

“Sir! Are you okay?” they yelled, knocking on the door, no doubt prepared to get inside even if by force as soon as they found out Eshno was in danger.

“I’m fine! She’s a fighter!” Eshno yelled back. “I’ll be fine! I’ll teach her a lesson! Don’t bother me!!” And soon he was up and hovering above her again, but this time much less gentle.

Cassandra bit her lips, extremely disappointed. She had hoped he would lose consciousness at least. But instead, it just angered him.

He forcefully opened her legs as wide as he could, about to enter her. Cassandra struggled hard, the connections of the ropes to the wood creaking a bit.

Although she couldn’t do anything to the rope, maybe she could do something about where it was tied to!

However, even if it was working, it wasn’t working fast enough. She gasped in terror, feeling the man’s tip about to enter her—

Slash!

Eshno suddenly stopped moving. Cassandra didn’t stop struggling, not daring to lower her guard. However, when she felt a bit of liquid squirting on her, and her eyes shifted to the man above her.

Eshno was now holding his neck as if gasping for breath. She took it as her chance to scoot back and close her legs, but her arms did not stop struggling. She didn’t know what was going on, but she knew better than to watch him gather himself again!

This was until she saw Eshno’s head slowly slide to the side, leaving a headless body kneeling on the bed.

“Wha—”

Her mouth opened as a scream threatened to escape her mouth, but a callused hand covered it, muffling whatever sound she was about to make.

“Shh…” Gill said, face red in repressed anger, kicking the still-upright body backward and off the bed. “I’m here now…,” he said, whispering, enveloping her with his arms.

He was shaking, and his eyes were lined with tears as he buried his head on her shoulder.

Jacoba, in favor of the many fighters that went through them, also didn’t prohibit fighting within the territory. They simply added a lot of tax for damages. Anyway, rules would be null during wars so they didn’t see much point to it—as most territories did.

Unfortunately, there would also be plenty of times when it would be working against them.

For instance, now, where a very important guest had been beheaded and no alarm was sounded at all.

Cassandra gaped at the man who was hugging her. Her eyes were wide and her heart was completely in disbelief. She did not even notice when he untied the rope around her hands.

“Y-You…?” she mumbled, raising her shaking hands to touch his handsome face. Gill leaned into her palm.

“It’s me,” he said. “I’m so sorry I’m late.”

“Gill! Wuuu…” she buried her head on his chest, her cries muffled by his wide shoulder.

After a while of crying, she opened her eyes to stare at him again, and then at the place where Eshno was just at.

The kill was done so cleanly, that except for the small splash during the beheading, not much blood splashed on the bed.

“I was so scared…”

“I know, I’m sorry,” he said, holding her tightly. He gritted teeth when he remembered just how close he was!

He had sneaked into the house at the same time they entered. Because there were so many people entering, they lowered the system’s guard. With such tight security, as well as their high positions, they believed no one would dare make trouble!

Gill had seen how she was abandoned by her own family. It was just that the upper room was guarded more and he had a hard time sneaking inside.

He had to use a wind-up toy he had in space. It was actually little Meatball’s, left when he played in the barracks when his father wanted him to ‘familiarize himself with the setting’. Gill took it to bring it back, but things happened and he just forgot about it.

He mentally apologized to Meatball as he used it as a distraction so he could use a minor sleeping potion without alerting anyone. After the guards felt groggy, he managed to enter the room so quietly that not even those inside heard him.

He arrived with Cassandra tied and naked, with the man just about to enter her.

The image flashed by his head, and he wanted to kick that man’s head again, damnit!

He wasn’t able to because a loud knock sounded on the door again. “Sir? Are you alright?”

His eyes twitched. He didn’t dare use too much potion because if people decided to check on the guards and saw them asleep, then it would get even more dangerous.

However, he seemed to have underestimated their physiques. They probably just felt groggy and lost consciousness for a bit, but woke up shortly after that.

Cassandra shivered and looked at him, eyes wide in fear. “Go, hide!” She whispered, trying to push him away, but he was unperturbed.

He kissed her forehead as he shook his head. Instead, he looked at the door, opening his mouth to speak.

“Are you idiots? Did you guys fall asleep or something? I clearly told you not to bother me!” he yelled and Cassandra was shocked to hear that his voice was almost the same as Eshno!

He smiled at her cute reaction. As a special soldier, every one of them had a lot of interesting… talents. Voice modulation was among the basics.

Anyway, he kissed the side of her face. “Yell,” he said, a little breathless. “Well, we can’t have them suspicious at this time, right?”

Cassandra blinked and flushed red. Were they doing this now? She wanted to scream in her head. Too much happened today! She couldn’t wrap her mind around it!

“Yell…” he said, gently biting her ears.

“Ahhh! Please stop!” She screamed, doing as she was told, and this seemed to have satisfied the people outside.

Unexpectedly, she felt the atmosphere heat up, and she could only feel like melting.

“We have to continue the act, Cassandra,” he said, meeting her lips as he held her hands up with his own hand. His calloused palms rubbed her wrist as if to make the rope marks disappear.

If she didn’t understand where this was going, then she was stupid.

However, her awkwardness was forgotten as Gill started to kiss her passionately, eating her moans and whimpers. In contrast to the fear of the act that paralyzed her earlier, each of Gill’s action served to soften her up… make her look forward to it.

Soon enough, he slid into her, making her body arch, gasping in pleasure. “Don’t hold back your yells,” he said. “It’s for our safety.”

To be honest, doing it in such tense environment with the man you loved was… exciting.

Not to mention she had to yell lewd moans for the servants outside to hear the whole time, and the sound of her voice fuelled Gill’s movement.

“Wait…” she mewled, gently pushing him away when he started pounding with a bit of strength.

“Be gentle…” she whispered. “I’m… pregnant.”