Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey - Chapter 1482: Delphine getting murdered?

Chapter 1482: Delphine getting murdered?

While the Zephyra Empire churned through layers of chaos, tension, and unresolved emotion, the Pyra Empire remained caught in a very different silence, one heavy with exhaustion and aftermath rather than unrest.

Inside the palace,

“Hmm… no more… pervert… hmm…”

Delphine muttered beneath her breath, her voice soft and hazy, drifting somewhere between sleep and memory. A gentle smile curved her lips as she clutched the quilt tightly, pulling it closer to her chest as though hiding from a dangerous dragon that refused to leave her alone, even in her dreams.

Of course, she was sleeping.

She had gone through the entire night without pause, her body pushed far past what she believed possible. His technique, his overwhelming presence, and even that modified ’Cock’ of his had left her barely capable of keeping up.

Pleasure and happiness had flooded her senses until resistance lost all meaning, and the only reason she endured it all was because of the deep longing she carried. After so long without warmth, she had craved that feeling desperately, and she had no desire to let him go.

No matter what happened, she wanted to feel every inch of him, to lose herself completely, and he had wanted the same.

When the fatigue finally crashed down on her, it struck harder than she ever expected. The moment Aether left the palace, her strength vanished entirely, and she collapsed onto the bed, her body surrendering as she slipped into sleep as deeply as a dead fish sinking beneath water.

She had not moved an inch since then. Her body lay still and limp, yet her mouth kept whispering nonsense words that clung stubbornly to her dreams.

It seemed that bastard had no intention of leaving her alone, not even within her own dreams. The way her lips curved, the faint hums slipping free, made that painfully clear.

However, not everyone was enjoying peaceful dreams filled with pleasure.

While one slept in bliss, others were trapped in the raw aftermath of suffering.

Standing around the bed were figures bound by shared torment.

A group of women with different coloured eyes stared down at Delphine, their gazes heavy, hollow, and filled with something far darker than simple resentment.

None of them spoke at first.

Their faces resembled dried mummies, skin pale and tight against bone. Hollow cheeks sank inward, and their bodies hunched forward slightly, as though even standing upright demanded effort they no longer possessed.

Their hands trembled uncontrollably, haunted by lingering shivers from the nightmare they had just endured.

Most importantly, their asses were barely there at all, drained to the point of agony. Even after using healing potions, the pain refused to fade, clinging stubbornly to every nerve.

No matter what they did, their bodies would not forget.

They were traumatised!!

Deeply and irrevocably so!

The kind of trauma that etched itself into memory and refused to loosen its grip, no matter how much time passed.

Yet despite everything, their cold, exhausted eyes remained locked on a single figure. The woman sleeping peacefully before them was the very source of that trauma, the one who had unknowingly cursed them for the rest of their lives.

“N~No… pervert… hmm~”

Delphine moaned softly, a faint giggle escaping her lips as she shifted to her side. She hugged the pillow tightly, her expression glowing with an innocent, beautiful happiness that felt almost obscene to those watching her.

Veins bulged visibly across every forehead in the room.

Anger, pain, disbelief, and humiliation twisted together until they became unbearable to contain.

“This bitch…”

Thalia muttered, her voice strained and brittle. She clenched her fist weakly, only to hiss as pain shot through her body.

“She must have planned all of this,”

Nyx said through clenched teeth, one hand pressed firmly against her stomach. Her voice trembled, not from fear but from disgust, both at the situation and herself. Never in her life had she imagined being pushed into something so degrading.

Even her half-dead body felt hollow!

“Yes… only a deeply scheming woman would orchestrate something this vile,”

Raven added, her words unusually long for someone like her. It was as if the pain itself forced her to speak, compelling her to vent the bitterness she could no longer keep bottled inside.

Emberlyn remained silent. Her eyes lingered on Delphine with something close to fear, deeper than anything she had ever felt before.

More than anger, more than hatred, there was genuine terror rooted in her chest. She had never imagined someone capable of crafting a nightmare like this, one so effortless and complete.

“What should we do with her?”

Someone asked.

Selene stepped forward, deadly eyes fixed on the ring resting on Delphine’s hand. Her cheeks looked hollow, her face drawn tight as resentment twisted inside her chest.

She spoke through clenched teeth,

“Of course… give her a taste of her own medicine.”

Only Selene truly understood what kind of horrors had unfolded inside that restroom.

Even when facing her own aunt, there was no hesitation left in her heart. At first, there had been pity, confusion, even guilt, but now those emotions had rotted away.

This was not something that could be ignored, not something that could be forgiven.

This woman had tricked them all, manipulating just to hog Aether entirely for herself.

Delphine moaned in pleasure throughout the night, while the rest of them screamed in horror until their voices cracked and faded.

Delphine lay wrapped in silk and comfort inside a beautiful bedroom, while they were trapped in a cramped, merciless restroom that offered nothing but pain.

Delphine’s cheeks puffed as she drank down sweet nectar without restraint, while theirs hollowed further and further from an immaculate outlet that never stopped draining them.

Delphine fucked Aether all night, drowning in desire and satisfaction, while they… fucked themself, reduced to cries and humiliation that echoed endlessly within their own bodies.

So this was the decision.

This was the punishment that had been silently agreed upon.

Everyone flinched for a brief moment. Then, one by one, smirks spread across their faces.

They were going to teach this bitch a lesson she would never forget.

“Hehe~”

Soft giggles escaped them as they stared at the innocent, cute, bubbly woman sleeping peacefully before them. She looked blissfully unaware, wrapped in sweet dreams that only fueled their bitterness further.

“No, pervert~ not my ass~ aah~”

“…”

“…Can I kill her?”

****

Meanwhile, back in the Zephyra Empire,

After sealing the deal and sharing a kiss with Aria and Liora. Maelona managed to calm down that dangerously horny woman who had nearly tried to fuck Aether in front of everyone.

Soldiers were stationed around Yggdrasil, forming a tight perimeter, ensuring no one approached without permission. Any change within the Tree, no matter how small, was to be reported to their Emperor immediately.

Inside the palace, Aether and the others sat within the meeting room. The moment he entered, the women rushed forward, hugging him tightly as tears spilled freely. It had been a full month, and this was the first time they had seen him standing on his own feet.

Emotions overflowed uncontrollably. Their bodies trembled against his as they clung to him, relief and fear mixing together until it became overwhelming.

Aether did his best to soothe them, holding them steady and murmuring reassurances until their sobs softened. Eventually, calm was forced upon them, whether they were ready or not.

“Looks like someone’s enjoying their time here,”

Aether said with a faint smirk, directing his gaze toward teary Ashara. She flushed instantly, averting her eyes in embarrassment as her fingers fidgeted nervously.

“I… I wasn’t… she is,”

Ashara replied hastily, her voice small and flustered, clearly unable to meet his gaze.

Aether chuckled softly before turning toward Kaelith, his expression shifting into something more sincere.

“I’m sorry again. The situation slipped out of our hands, and they had to pull that stunt just to keep the people sane and safe. I hope you can forgive them as well.”

Kaelith nodded slowly, releasing a tired sigh as he processed everything.

“Well, it’s not that I’m angry. I’m just surprised, that’s all,”

He glanced briefly at Maelona before continuing, his tone conflicted but firm.

“I suppose we don’t really have a choice but to proceed. She had to make a decision, and I can’t bring myself to condemn her for that.”

Aether smiled at his words, then hesitated slightly before asking with careful concern.

“Where is your wife?”

Kaelith slowly shook his head.

“She didn’t come here. You already know the obvious reasons. The Elders still refuse to accept her, and she didn’t want to disrupt Aria’s function either. She thought her presence might cast an unwanted shadow, so she stayed away.”

Aether nodded slowly in understanding. Even if laws had been rewritten and acceptance officially declared, changing the minds of stubborn elders and deeply rooted traditions was never simple.

Some of the older generation, and even parts of the newer one, clung tightly to their prejudices.

Time was the only remedy, and even then, progress would be slow.

Kaelith rose from his seat, straightening himself with a quiet exhale, as though preparing to shoulder yet another responsibility.

“Anyway, I’ll be leaving now.”

Aether reacted immediately,

“Please take some rest, Father-in-law. You’ve done more than enough today. At least eat something first,”

He turned slightly toward Kaelen, already expecting him to give orders.

Kaelen nodded instinctively, about to summon the maids, when Kaelith hurriedly shook his head,

“No need. I’m fine,”

He paused, then smiled faintly, “And I’m happy to hear you worry about me. Truly. But I need to go. I still have preparations to make for my marriage.”

Aether blinked, confusion flickering across his face as he processed the words.

“Haven’t you married yet?”

He clearly remembered Kaelith mentioning that he intended to marry his beloved the moment permission was granted, and it’s been a month… Kaelith haven’t married yet?

Kaelith let out a warm, almost nostalgic smile as he explained, his voice steady yet touched with complexity.

“That was the plan. But after my daughter’s engagement was announced, my wife asked me to put our marriage on hold. She felt it would be inappropriate to hold our ceremony before my daughter’s. And considering how the elders like to talk…”

He sighed quietly before continuing.

“She didn’t want our marriage to be tainted by rumours or resentment.”

Aether nodded with mild surprise, genuine admiration surfacing in his gaze.

“She’s really an understanding woman,”

He nodded a few more times before smiling warmly.

“You found yourself a wonderful partner.”

Kaelith returned the smile, quieter but deeper, “I know.” He knew and understood Aether meant those words… more than anyone in this room.

He looked around the room briefly. Everyone present carried judgment in their eyes, even if they tried hard to mask it. Even his own daughter still struggled with his choices. He knew it well enough not to ask, understanding that they had all grown up seeing the same rigid world, bound by the same narrow views.

Expecting instant acceptance would be unfair.

After a moment of hesitation, Kaelith spoke again,

“I’ve already informed everyone here, but as your father-in-law, I had to inform you directly, Aether. Tomorrow night, we’ll officially be married. Nothing grand. Just a few close people, and her side of the family. That’s all we need.”

Aether stood fully then, placing his right hand firmly on Kaelith’s shoulder, his smile filled with sincerity.

“Of course I’ll come. There’s no way I’d miss my father-in-law’s wedding,”

He paused, brows knitting together as a new thought struck him.

“Wait… does that make her my second mother-in-law? Or a stepmother-in-law?”

He sounded genuinely puzzled, considering Maelona was already Aria’s mother.

Kaelith chuckled as amusement flickered across his face.

Maelona suddenly pouted, crossing her arms as she spoke sharply.

“She is not your mother-in-law or step mother-in-law,”

She added inwardly, ’idiot’ with silent exasperation.

Aether blinked, his expression innocent and genuinely confused, as if he truly couldn’t see what he had said wrong.

Kaelith smiled gently, nodding as he took a step back toward the door.

“Well then, I’ll be leaving now. Try to visit this poor father-in-law sometimes, alright?”

Aether smiled and nodded in response.

Kaelith turned and walked out of the room.

Aether watched his retreating figure for a moment, a thoughtful smile slowly forming on his face. It lingered briefly before he shook his head and turned back toward the others, only to find them all staring at him with deadpan expressions.

Aether tilted his head slightly, smiling softly as he asked, genuinely curious.

“What?”

Everyone shook their heads almost in unison, mild amusement softening their expressions. No matter how much time passed, Aether remained unmistakably different, and somehow, that only made him harder to judge.