254. Confinement (3)
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Those who can touch the body of Cecilia XI are extremely rare.
Of course, her body and health are important in themselves to the extent that the word Okche, which refers to the emperor’s body, exists separately.
It goes without saying that she has no chance to touch even the tip of her hair, except for her doctor and the ladies-in-waiting who are supposed to serve her.
Sure.
This man who casually walks up to her and lifts her chin with his fingertips must be committing a great tyranny.
And Cecilia’s 11-year-old couldn’t even squeak and obey her gestures, which was also an abnormal situation.
‘…Ah…’
The emperor met Dowd Campbell’s eyes and swallowed dry saliva unintentionally.
It is a cold gaze. It is blunt that she clearly stands in her position of ‘her superior’ and reveals that she is ‘looking down’ on her.
You have to feel arrogant. You should feel arrogant. She is a human being born and brought up in such a position.
But instead.
“…”
My legs are shaking. A warm feeling rises all over the body.
The underlying reason is that she hates to admit it herself.
Satisfaction.
I’m still getting goosebumps at this man ‘treating’ me like this. Chicken flesh sprouts all over his body.
But, it’s not a bad feeling. I can even feel the tingling sensation.
Meanwhile, Daud slowly lowered her head and brought her mouth to her ear.
“What are you thinking?”
A soft voice followed, as if poison had been dissolved.
It seems that a sweet smell is mixed between the silk.
It’s like a drug. I know it’s harmful, but I can’t stay away from it.
“Did you come here with Faynol?”
“…”
“Did you come with vulgar desires?”
“…”
“Answer.”
At the cool voice, the emperor flinched and averted his gaze.
“…I can’t say no.”
The emperor finally closed his eyes and admitted it.
It’s embarrassing. It seems that the soy sauce has melted and flows down.
But.
If you are facing these eyes, what else can you do other than pouring out your heart?
There’s no point in coming all the way here and telling lies.
However, the man in front of her didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of letting her go, even after she vomited these embarrassing words.
The emperor’s lowered gaze was pulled back to meet his own eyes with his hand holding his chin.
“Your Majesty the Emperor, the mother of all who should care for all the people of the empire. She came ‘expecting’ to be treated so rudely by just one man.”
“…”
“Answer.”
“…That, that’s that… That…”
At the sight of him trembling and admitting with a red face, Daud’s mouth twisted a little more.
“Out of dignity.”
In between sentences that could not even be connected, such cynical sentences pierced sharply.
The Emperor collapsed on the bed, his legs weakened, but the man seemed unwilling to stop.
“On official ships, you always pretend to be neat, pitiful, and benevolent.”
“…Uh, yes…”
“By the way, that kind of person.”
The pupils come closer.
The emperor couldn’t help but gasp at the feeling that his breath would stop.
“To be treated like this by a bastard like me.”
“…That, you-“
“How is it that you have such a ‘happy-looking’ expression?”
With those words, Daoud turned her head sideways.
Just in time, the mirror that was there was reflecting her face as it was.
“…”
This is it.
My face?
Sentences like that passed through the emperor’s mind between the opposite s*x filled with passion.
Undoubtedly.
Even in the middle of being treated like this too much.
It is a face that ‘looks good’.
Something inside is satisfied.
Maybe.
It seems like they are hoping for ‘more than that’.
“Now, what are you imagining?”
“…”
“Answer me, Your Majesty.”
The emperor gritted his teeth.
My brain seems to be boiling. I can’t even guess how much heat the body is hot beyond that.
The lower abdomen continues to flinch for unknown reasons.
In such a state.
The next sentence continued without even realizing what he was talking about.
“…I don’t even want to go all the way-“
The emperor said so in a voice almost imploring.
It was a voice so earnest that I wondered if I could ever remember talking to someone in a voice like this in my life.
“Please, please, will I be kind enough to embrace you, even just a little bit-“
Become the ruler of the empire.
A human who can cause upheaval on the continent with just one word.
At most, she is begging a man to embrace her.
The corners of Dawood’s mouth were even more torn after hearing that.
“If you say so.”
Then, the head slowly lowered.
The emperor, whose eyes were shaking, slowly closed his eyes. Imagining the ‘fierce contact’ that will follow.
But.
-Side.
“… Huh?”
The emperor unknowingly spilled such a question.
A light touch of lips.
On the forehead.
“No.”
“…”
“Take care of your body, Your Majesty.”
I blink my eyes in a daze.
Fenol, who was sitting next to him with his legs loose, at least kissed him soggy and sticky.
By the way, myself.
A kiss on the forehead?
Really?
“You, you are really too much…!”
“No. That’s it.”
Before the emperor could finish his teary-eyed sentence, Daud grinned and pointed behind him.
It was the triumphant smile that I usually see when committing a ‘deadly thing’.
What was hanging at the tip of that finger was a door that was completely open.
It was proof that the two women who were destroyed by a kiss on the lips and a kiss on the forehead felt the pleasure that can only be obtained from ‘intense s*xual contact’…
“I have no reason to do more.”
“…”
“…”
Fenol-Emperor Duo.
Losing like a dog in a game.
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Escape from the weird room and walk down the hall for a while.
Look around a bit to make sure no one is there.
And.
“…Haaa…”
He let out a deep sigh and collapsed.
“I lived…”
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To be honest, I’ve had quite a few crises like that so far, so I don’t feel like I’m becoming a little calmer, though.
‘Sleeping’ is the final bomb that can completely overturn the relationship with the vessels, which is currently being maintained on the edge.
Of course, he was forcibly taken away by the gray guy, but since he doesn’t usually show himself outside, he doesn’t seem like he’s going to brag about it.
‘Please, please stop running…!’
The moment you ‘do it’ in earnest with a demon other than the gray guy, the destruction of the world could become a signal flare of a battle against demons…!
[…By the way, I was stumped just now. Since I keep playing the role of a playboy, it seems that the dumplings are piling up.]
“…”
I’m not happy at all.
As I was staring at the Soul Linker with that thought in mind, an unpleasant spear suddenly appeared in front of me.
If you search your memory.
Obviously, among my abilities are these.
＜ System Message ＞
[ Melt the legendary woman’s heart! ]
[ The skill level of ‘Title: Lover’ is going up! ]
“…”
What is this?
Looking back on my memory, I’m sure I had this ability.
＜ System Log ＞
[ Currently, the title given to you is ‘Rampant’! ]
[ When you tail a woman, more proficient, versatile and proficient techniques are possible than ever before! ]
[ Your technique was amazing beyond the ability derived from the title! ]
[ Bonus proficiency is added to the title as much as the depth of emotion that made you fall in love! ]
That is.
If you interpret it, it means that the title will upgrade the title as well, since my slashing girl was great just now, rather than being helped by the title.
“…”
Are you angry?
No, what.
One lesson I’ve learned from my involvement with the Devil’s Vessel so far is.
The more people who cross the line and push in like this, the more easily I fall than I thought if I held each other in reverse and pushed them once.
Rather, it’s much more frightening to hold your breath and look for opportunities from afar. Why, isn’t it said that biting dogs don’t bark?
Now, thanks to my pushing and pulling skills, which have gone through all sorts of chaos, I can easily capture the surprise attacks of these idiots-
[Disgusting…]
“…”
[Now I have no intention of denying that I am something like a bomber-]
Shut up, please.
What do you mean by bomber?
“…That’s not important right now, Caliban.”
Thinking that way, I glared at the window in front of me.
Apart from this eerie window, there is one strange thing.
＜ System Log ＞
[ Make very close contact with the Devil’s Bowl. ]
[ The magic of the target is charged to the ‘Seal of Fallen Heaven’! ]
[ The demonic energy of the target ‘Red Devil’ is rising! ]
There is nothing strange about this. Because I always see
If it’s strange.
‘…Why don’t other things come together?’
The brown devil’s magic is completely motionless.
To be precise,
As if he didn’t even respond to my ‘Fatal Charm’ skill.
In the case of the red devil, I also didn’t have a crush on me, but this guy’s case is a little different.
If Fynol’s case was close to not paying attention to me at all, what should I say about the brown devil?
“…Do you seem to be avoiding it?”
[What?]
“Why, you have that feeling. Just look at the atmosphere…”
Swallows some words before speaking.
I think it was a bit strange sentence.
“…I feel like someone hates me.”
[…What?]
Caliban also accepts my words with a puzzled voice.
Oh my God. The vessel of the devil who hates me.
I think it’s a really absurd assumption…
[…That’s disgusting.]
“…”
What can I say?
Since there has never been a counterexample, I can’t help but be shocked.
‘Actually, I don’t just hate it…’
It does smell very insidious.
Among the feelings of hating the other person, it’s very vicious.
It is a kind of dislike condensed with such dark malice, full of thoughts of harming the other person whenever the opportunity arises.
‘…The brown devil, well.’
I don’t think he’s such a bad guy, at least considering the setting in the game ‘I know’.
The environment was perfect for distorting your personality.
[Then, what are you going to do?]
While I was thinking about that, Caliban threw out those words from within Soul Linker.
[The school festival is in a few days. No matter how minimally you catch it, you said you need 3 types of Magi? One more must be found.]
“…How do you sleep, and now you only have one.”
He sighs and answers.
Calling Liru again to recharge the demonic energy is another way, but there’s something more ‘anxious’ than that.
The one who has stayed quiet while the other girls have been reckless charging up until now. Originally, even though he was at the forefront of the charge, he’s not a strange person.
In other words, what’s left now.
Whether in a figurative or literal sense, it is used either way.
“…Let’s go see Elnor.”
This is the final boss.
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