Chapter 212 – Hand Harvesting
Ian sat down on the back of a rock, exhausted, breathing heavily.
I ran the palm of my hand over the monkey’s blood and sweat.
Her fingertips tremble slightly.
The feeling of just cutting off the head of the head still lingers on my fingertips.
When the thick skin is torn – the flesh inside it is cut – and the neck bone is broken – the feeling of being caught -.
“Ian… Are you okay?”
Lily steps closer.
The wind carried her scent—it tickled the tip of her nose.
He clenched his fists.
It was Lily’s arrow that helped him fight hard when he caught her boss.
Two or three shots into the chief’s eyeballs in an instant gave him a blind spot, and Ian was able to dig in and decapitate him.
If it hadn’t been for that, the fight would have been longer – and I might have gotten hurt somewhere.
But Ian didn’t look at Lily.
She didn’t answer her question.
Hesitantly, she moves closer to Ian.
It’s not that he didn’t answer, but that he didn’t hear me?
“Ian…?”
“…”
When he called out to her and got no answer, Lily put her hands together and her eyes blushed.
I feel her stamping her feet and she is at a loss.
Even from that appearance, she confirms that she still loves him, and she feels sorry for herself.
Even so, she couldn’t bear to look back.
She didn’t have the confidence to face her.
I was afraid that I would remember the image of me panting in Seo-jun’s arms-, I was afraid that I would recall the desolate image of myself rubbing my groin while looking at that image-.
Ian, who had been staring at his floor, closed his teeth and turned his head the other way.
“I-Ian…?”
There was a bite in her trembling voice. Her heart ached.
She turns around and comforts Lily – forgives everything – understands everything – her heart tells her.
However, jealousy and envy, petty pride and jealous feelings that seep in the stomach hold on to the pants.
In the end, Ian didn’t get up from her seat. Even though she knew she was crying…
Ugh…
Biting her lip and holding back from crying, she stood there for a long time. She could see her hamstrings quivering and tears dripping down her floor, but Ian didn’t even look back or get up.
She glanced back at Seo-joon.
Her eyes widened and she glared at Seo-joon as if she were going to kill her – and she jumped right into her bush.
Ian’s eyes belatedly looked at Lily’s back.
Her back going into the gloomy thicket-.
It would be dangerous to fall alone…
As Ian hesitated to get up, Monica held him up beside her.
“Ian, look at me.”
Monica painstakingly wiped the sweat off Ian’s face and the clotted blood on her eyebrows – with her wet cloth.
She skillfully wiped Ian’s sweat and applied her ointment to the wound on her cheek.
But his gaze was still on the bush where Lily had disappeared.
The mercenaries tsk-tsk-clicked their tongues.
It’s funny because they’re playing love games in the middle of this. Even more so, he couldn’t understand why he was neglecting such a pretty girl. If it were them, they would have taken it lightly.
They seemed to be looking for a chance to intervene. Since ancient times, when girls spread their legs the most, it’s time to comfort their wounded hearts-.
“Then I’ll empty the pee container and come back. Everyone is resting.”
Seojun stood up from his seat.
Ian’s shoulders trembled at the sound of that voice.
Seo-joon follows into the bush where Lily disappeared.
Ian’s eyes turn red. Her lips parted and she chewed. Blood vessels bulged in his temples.
But at the same time – the groin stiffly raised.
As his breathing quickened-, Monica, who was applying the medicine, stopped his hand.
“…Are you feeling better? Would you like to take a step out of your mouth?”
Ian looked at Monica’s red lips with red eyes—and then nodded.
She helped Ian up.
And led him into the dark woods.
Pulling down his pants, he took a bite of Ian’s cock, which was already dripping pre-cum.
Jjae up-
Ian shuddered at his pleasure.
“`
As Seo-jun entered the dark woods, an arrow grazed his ear with the sound of nettle.
Kwajik-!
An arrow pierced the branch of a tree right next to it, and the feather trembled.
Seo-joon burst into laughter.
“Lord, I’m going to kill you…”
Standing tall in the bush, she grabbed the bow and fired an arrow into the string again.
Seo-joon broke through the bush and approached.
“Oh, don’t come…! You bad boy…! Stand still there! I’ll make you a hedgehog!”
Seojun did not stop.
I removed the vines that got in my way with the back of my hand, and chased away the flying insects clinging to the Volga.
Tung- Nettle liquid-
Arrows flew again.
Self-
This time, it brushes the nape of his neck and flies away.
It was slightly stinging, and when I touched it, drops of blood came out.
“I told you not to come…!”
When I got close enough to check her face-, I saw her tear-stained face.
He bent his eyebrows into a ruler and glared at Seo-joon. She was breathing heavily and his shoulders were up.
Her eyes alone were enough to kill people.
“Are you really going to shoot me?”
Seojun shook his head.
“You can’t shoot me. You know, Lily. Stop being silly and come here.”
At those words, Lily’s snort grew stronger.
“It’s because of you…!”
Seojun approached again.
There are three steps left.
Lily was sobbing. I could see the strength in the back of her hand gripping her bow.
“You did! That, that’s the only way…! But now Ian doesn’t even want to see me…! You ruined everything…! I’m screwed! Whoa…!”
Tears like chicken droppings flow down Lily’s cheeks again.
Even so, she did not loosen her grip on the string.
Two steps now.
When Seo-joon approaches again, startled, she clenched her teeth and let go of her protest.
Wedge-Ae-Ae-Jak-!
The arrow lodged in Seo-jun’s shoulder.
“Kuheuu…”
It’s pretty painful…
Seo-joon looked down at the arrow stuck in her shoulder, then she looked at Lily again.
Lily couldn’t draw any more arrows.
Her hand that held her bow bar trembled and stood still.
Seojun took a step closer.
Arrive now.
It was within reach of her hand.
Seo-joon snatched the bow from her hand holding the bow and threw it to the floor.
Then, she looked up at Seo-joon, sobbing.
Her face, stained with her tears and snot, was not beautiful even with empty words.
“Oh, I told you not to come.
Seo-jun came and hugged her in her arms.
She patted Seo-joon’s chest and rolled up the hem of her clothes.
Tears and runny nose were all buried on Seo-joon’s front end while crying. Her apron gets wet, and her sticky mucus sticks to her and stretches like a thread.
Seojun gently stroked her back.
“Are you okay. You’re doing great. I told you to trust me huh? You just have to go a little further.”
Lily didn’t answer. She just sniffed – lifted her head and asked.
“Oh, it hurts a lot…?”
“···Little.”
Her face turned into tears again.
Seo-jun smiled and gently brushed her hair, saying that if she applied the medicine, it would heal quickly.
“Trust me, Lily.”
“…”
“This can be happen?”
“···Huh.”
Lily buried her face in Seojun’s chest and nodded her head.
“Then kiss.”
“···Yes.”
As Seo-Jun tilted her head towards her, she first aom-stealed Seo-Jun’s lips. Raising her tiptoe, she grabbed the blood-oozing hem of Seo-joon’s dress – sucking her lips and flicking her tongue.
Seo-joon gently stroked the back of her head—so that her erect lower leg didn’t touch her, she pulled her waist back a little.
A chat window flicked up on her retinas.
[ㅋㅋㅋ I’m making this in the middle of this lol]
[Nuclear Erection haha]
[Did you put a fucking iron plate on your shoulder haha]
[Goja: Ah, brothers, it really hurts.
[Uhhhhh]
[It’s already so damn good haha]]
“`
“Why is that kid hurt? You were fine until just now.”
“I heard that slut shot him by mistake, but he thought it was a monster or something-.”
“Well, it sounds like a monster. Didn’t you see the little monkeys just beheaded? She thought she was trimming cabbage. Tsuba.”
The mercenaries glanced at Seojun and Lily and muttered in barely audible voices.
Seojun let out a pained sound.
“Ugh…! It hurts, sister.”
“Write-. Fooling around also.”
Marjorie was stitching up Seo-jun’s wound.
The wound was not very deep.
He pulled out the arrowhead that had dug into his left shoulder, pulled the porridge with a needle, attached it, and pulled the thread to straighten the gaping flesh.
Perhaps it was because he often took care of the wounds of my mercenaries when they were injured- Marjory’s skills were quite good. Those who watched from the side couldn’t help but admire it.
However, Lily stood beside him and stamped his foot.
Every time Seo-joon frowned, he let out a pained sound as if he were sick.
So Seo-joon breaks down and pretends to be sick. And even screamed. Every time that happened, Lily repeated her words, what should I do, what should I do, and her eyes blushed.
Margery, appreciating that it was a grudge, swatted her on the thigh. Please stay still…
“Um, that’s it.”
With her wounds stitched up, Margery knotted the end of his thread and bit it off with her teeth.
I sterilized the needle again and put it in my bosom, and I was about to take out the ointment – someone approached.
It was the lame Peter.
“I, I, I have a good herb, Joe, Joe.”
What Peter held out was a leaf that looked like a dark green maple leaf.
Grinding this and applying it to the wound is said to be effective, Peter said.
However, when Seo-jun used one of his coins to find out the detailed information and efficacy of that, it was like this.
[Osaekcho: It is said that it changes into five colors depending on the season. It is hard to find even in mountainous areas-, It grows mainly on cliffs and contains deadly poison. It takes about 24 hours to die when ingested.]
Finally, this lame bastard’s tricks began.
