"It's my fault, Your Highness, Judge, it's me who didn't do well," Sora's eyes were hollow, murmuring to herself repeatedly.
Rosse had just frowned, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden movement from Sora. She turned around and gently covered Rosse's mouth with both hands, those hands trembled slightly, revealing her inner unease and plea.
Facing Sora's pleading gaze, Rosse ultimately chose silence, only using his eyes to offer her silent support.
At this moment, Sora slowly and ceremoniously, almost like a ritual, pulled herself out from Rosse's embrace. Her back appeared especially soft and beautiful, and even her dress lightly clung to her body with her movements, outlining her mature and graceful figure.
The curvature at the lower back of the dress looked like a finely detailed scroll, displaying the unique charm that only a mature woman possessed.
Sora lowered her head, her golden hair cascading like a waterfall, covering half of her face. The two rabbits in her arms seemed to sense the emotions of their master and quietly rested against the back of Rosse's hand.
She stuck out her tongue, gently and slowly licking the spilled wine on the table. The motion carried a hint of a mature woman's allure, yet also conveyed a desperate resolve.
'This is enough.'
'Let me bear all this alone, it is already enough.'
Rosse silently watched this scene, reaching out to gently stroke Sora's back.
'Break to rebuild.'
Rosse could still be ruthless when needed.
Since Judge was willing to play the villain, he didn't mind playing the good guy, pulling Sora out of the abyss.
Following beside Judge like a slave every day, might as well follow him and have a future.
Really, compared to Judge and those Germa folks, Rosse truly found himself to still damn well resemble a human.
During the licking, Sora's body never stopped trembling.
The direction Sora faced was exactly where Judge stood.
Judge just stood there, not saying a word, not doing anything, and yet it brought Sora immense pressure.
Fortunately, Sora could feel the warmth of the palm brushing her back. Otherwise, at this moment, she might have already collapsed.
Her upbringing wasn't really harsh from the start.
Though a surviving descendant of the Vinsmoke line, their branch had preserved itself until now, more or less still counted as nobility.
It was just that Judge's sudden appearance completely shattered her peaceful life.
Under her family's decision, she married Judge.
But the life she lived was nothing like she imagined. These years on the snail ship, all she felt was coldness.
She used to have no other thoughts, just thinking maybe the stories were all lies, and the life she lived now was the norm for everyone.
Rosse's appearance broke this balance for the first time.
This man was far more outstanding than Judge, but treated her more like a wife, rather than a slave.
Yes, a slave...
Sora didn't know how to describe her state before, always lying to herself in self-deception.
But now, she deeply felt that there was no difference between herself and a slave.
In Judge's eyes, she might not even hold higher status than Mazo and Mayu.
After all, Mazo and Mayu were Judge's proudest creations, and she, perhaps only selected by Judge to serve as the mother to breed Vinsmoke descendants.
Even the child she would give birth to would become Judge's new tool, living in this world like a slave.
At this moment, Sora thought of many things.
And the more she thought, the more broken she felt.
Even though alcohol filled half her brain, she could still clearly feel. Her half-kneeling body resting on Rosse's thigh could clearly sense Rosse's heartbeat for her.
This was enough to prove that what her family taught her was not lies.
This was the emotion that should exist between people, between husband and wife.
Not something like having Mazo extract her genetic cells, process them in a series of procedures, combine them with Judge's processed genetic material, and then have Mayu implant it into her for incubation.
'It shouldn't be like this...'
'It shouldn't be like this...'
Drip!
Drip!
Sora suddenly stopped her movements, tears involuntarily dripping onto the table.
"Judge," At this moment, Rosse called out with a low voice.
Sora subconsciously raised her head and dazedly witnessed the scene before her.
Clearly, Rosse was still hugging her from behind, but Judge's entire body flew into the air, soaring outside the banquet hall.
"Tonight's banquet ends here. Judge, if I don't see the data from Vegapunk's brain within three days, I'll twist your head off."
"As you command," Judge, who landed outside the banquet hall, swiftly got up, respectfully bowed to Rosse, closed the banquet hall doors promptly, and then hurried off toward the lab.
He had already finished all his performance.
What remained was just to wait for the harvest.
Though he didn't understand all this so-called love, he knew too well the kind of emotions mortals valued.
'Heh, all love is nothing but burdens.'
Just thinking about it made him feel it was foolish. All unnecessary emotions should be discarded, that was his idea of a perfect creation.
Rosse, in his eyes, was just a brute with strong power and background.
If he could obtain Rosse's bloodline factors, he might create a product with no emotion but power comparable to Rosse.
Such a perfect creation would undoubtedly be far stronger than an emotional Rosse.
"Now, just need to wait patiently. With that one's strength, the lineage factor should remain active in the host for at least five days, that time is enough."
At this moment, Judge, striding forward, had only thick ambition in his eyes.
If he could achieve his goal, he didn't even mind personally taking action. Any other price was within acceptable range.
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"Thank you, thank you!"
After Judge was thrown out of the banquet hall, Sora could no longer suppress her emotions, turned around and tightly hugged Rosse, tears flowing uncontrollably.
'Once again, it is like this.'
When Judge kept humiliating her, it was still Rosse who stood out and helped her out of trouble.
"If you cry too ugly, it won't be pretty anymore, you know," Looking at that face like pear blossoms bathed in rain, Rosse gently extended his thumb to wipe away the tears from Sora's face.
When it came to a little white rabbit he could already claim, he always gave the greatest degree of gentleness.
In any world, gentleness was the cheapest emotion. If one couldn't even offer this little bit of gentleness, then they were truly no different from humanoids like Judge.
Rosse didn't think he was any good person, but at least he still felt he was a bad guy.
Under his guidance and gentle caress, the already drunken Sora practically let down all her guard.
Especially as she felt the physical stirrings for the first time, just like the pre-marriage teachings of her family, Sora became even more uncontrollable.
'Turns out, I have always been lying to myself.'
'What I now feel is the true love in my heart.'
"Your Highness, please love me!"
Rosse didn't reply, only quietly lowered his hands.
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