Chapter 414 – Irreversible (2)
Waiting for someone who didn’t know when to come was both painful and enjoyable. After Lucius borrowed the sword from Dagon, Dagon listened to the gentle footsteps he heard every day in front of the cave or the peddler’s out-of-tune song, looking for Lucius’ laughter to be heard in the gap.
If you slightly stick out one tentacle in the water and look outside, homeless people sitting on top of the thick vegetation will be drinking. Every time the soldiers of the West passed the road on patrol, she was tricked into looking outside each time. On the days when her big eyes escaped the lake and looked out of the cave, the soldiers felt a chill and ran out of the way.
The wolf howled at night. The entrance through which the starlight leaked in shone softly. Every time Dagon did that, he peeked her head out of her darkness and looked outside of her. It was also because she was fooled by the moonlight. She used to expect Lucius’s silhouette to descend secretly under her moon’s shadow her.
It was dark and pitch black in her lake, and when she turned her head she could see her own tentacles and hideous face her. Even in the shadow of the water and the rough rock face, her face her rose viciously. Dagon knew that there was no way Lucius would fall for him with this appearance. He has no feelings for himself. She knew too well. But it was good.
Even knowing that Lucius was Artie’s lover, he liked him for being nice to him and not criticizing his appearance. He just wanted him to visit often.
[Lucius.]
Dagon once again called Lucius by name. The name echoed in the lake. She felt her seven hearts throb at different beats every time she shouted her name once in her mind. Then she felt the beat like a song and quietly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It was like that every day.
“Dagon.”
So when she heard a voice calling her name after a long time. She raised her head and hurried out. Lucius was there. Lucius held out his sword to himself with a smile on his face. Could it be that he wants to return her sword as soon as possible? Dagon was a bit disappointed when he brought up the main topic before saying hello.
[Lucius.]
And if there is anything more sad than that.
[Why do you call me Dagon again? Dagon is good.]
It was that Lucius thoroughly drew a line for himself. As if he wouldn’t allow himself a certain distance, whenever he called his name ‘Dagon-sama’, Dagon’s tentacles tingled and tears seemed to come out. Lucius seemed to be taken aback by her words, and lowered her head.
“I’m sorry. Dagon. When I see you, it always… Should I say he is full of dignity? It feels lofty, and I naturally feel awe and respect.”
[Do not bow your head. Rather than lowering your head, it is better to face each other.]
Dagon was greedy. He wanted Lucius to meet him face to face. Lucius met her face her with a smile, as if responding to her request her. Dagon’s tentacles quivered as he ran his eyes through his red eyes and his yellow hair.
And in front of Lucius’s eyes, there was Dagon shaking his body with dozens of eyeballs. He took a deep breath to not let out his fear his and brought up another story.
“Dagon-nim, how have you been? Thanks to you, I was able to use this sword to save Mimir.”
Mimir. The last time I said Mimir, but this time I said Mimir. Theoter was naturally called Theoter, and Mimir was naturally called Mimir. Even though she was Mimir, who had been sealed up all this time, she did n’t attach her Nimja as if Lucius was no big deal to her either.
[Mimir too. Have you become friends?]
“No. Mimir… So, since the elves’ sanctuary also has the same name, Mimir, it should be seen as a case where the honorific is rather awkward. It’s different from Artie.”
[Is Theoter a friend?]
“Yes. Friend. I’m a friend. A very close friend.”
Lucius wasn’t stupid enough to bring up the story of a loving wife on the bed. Like a detective trying to reveal his true colors his, Dagon opened his tentacles outside of him and asked the question again.
[Mimir is pretty.]
Even to Dagon, Mimir was a very beautiful woman by human standards. Neither her golden skin her nor the tattoos on her body her obscured her beauty her. Lucius nodded in response.
“Yes. Mimir is pretty. I think she is very pretty.”
At that moment, Lucius thought, it was a pity that Mimir did n’t have her genitals. Dagon spoke again.
[Cioter is also pretty.]
Theoter was also a beauty. Dagon was different from himself. He had never thought about his appearance of her in his entire life, but at that moment, Dagon was comparing his appearance of her to that of others. Her eyelids drooped and the movement of her tentacles around her slowed. Lucius said.
“Dagon, I think you are beautiful too.”
Of course it wasn’t sincere. Lucius didn’t have the confidence to leave her Dagon and get her erection her, and he didn’t have the courage to look at her and ejaculate. Dagon knew that too. However, the obvious lies that Lucius uttered shook her heart more than the cold evaluation she had given herself so far.
[Pretty?]
Even lies were good. For Dagon, the fact that Lucius had told him that he was pretty was important at this moment. When she heard that, it mattered to her that she was pounding so hard.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump
Lucius felt the cave shake. It was because Dagon’s heart was beating violently, emitting an intense wave of magical energy around him. The plants outside were swept away by demonic energy and began to wither, and a merchant passing by fell from his carriage and began to vomit. The horses trembled and foamed and fainted, and the fruit in the wagons began to rot.
“Dagon! Dagon! Calm down! Calm down! Yeah? What happen? What’s wrong?”
[Am I really pretty?]
Dagon asked again. Lucius hesitated for a moment at that moment. Before he could answer, he bit his lip and averted her gaze. That was enough to shatter her illusions of her. Dagon stretched out her tentacles, stopping her heartbeat again. Her seven hearts she moved slowly like firewood when the flames cooled.
“Pretty.”
[Okay.]
Dagon said and put his tentacles back. She knew her too. That if Lucius could love someone like himself, he wouldn’t have a relationship with Artie. He couldn’t be friends with Theo Terre, and he couldn’t fall in love with those beautiful wives.
“Dah, Dagon?”
A gloomy aura began to emanate from Dagon’s body. The blue and transparent water seemed to be stained black. A gloomy and soggy energy that even Lucius could not bear was leaking out little by little. Lucius looked outside. The peddler was still unconscious, gasping for his breath.
[Okay. Really.]
Dagon said that and lowered her head. The thick aura passed through Lucius ‘ankles and he slowly escaped out of the cave. The stones on the floor were corroded and the solid walls were crushed and collapsed.
[Huh… Black… Black…]
Dagon was crying. Those who speak from the heart could not hide that they were crying. No matter how hard she tried to keep her mouth shut and hold back her tears, the voice in her heart her leaked out and reached Lucius. Lucius felt like he was going crazy when he heard Dagon’s cries her.
“Ooh, don’t cry. Dagon. Yes?”
[Cry… Not… Hehe…]
Dagon was crying. Tears welled up in her huge eyes her. Dagon’s tentacles on all sides sank into the water, and his mouth her began to scream.
“Quaaaaagh!”
“Kieh!”
“Quaaaaa
It was a scream that could literally only be heard in hell. The peddler, who was about to come to his senses and head to the village, heard a scream and rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. Then he trembled his body in a state of crab foam and twisted his back and stood up.
“Keeeee aaaaagh! Ehehehehehe! Ahahahaha!”
He approached the fallen horse with his eyes rolled up and began to bite his horses by the nape of their necks. Lucius saw the tragedy and urgently told Dagon.
“Dagon. Dagon. Do not cry. Yeah? Please don’t cry.”
[S, that’s sad… Not. I… I… Ugly… Know… Atina… Mimir or… It’s uglier than Theoter… So…]
“Pretty. You are so pretty. Dagon. Yeah? That… Because you are beautiful enough and a wonderful person. Be confident.”
Lucius gently stroked Dagon’s face. A creepy texture, like touching a piece of rotten meat. Lucius felt the lower half of his body his, which had given him strength for a moment, die. His reason was shouting. This is impossible that this is impossible
But I also knew what would happen if he ran away right here and now, or said, ‘Oooh, I can’t have sex with you.’ Dagon will cry and riot more sadly, and the West will literally be crushed by the miasma emanating from her body.
It was only a while ago that he saved the West from a mermaid attack. Because of Dagon’s depression, he couldn’t blow up a corner of the continent. This is the sex that saves the world. This is a huge ona hole. The texture is just a little odd.
“Pretty. Dagon. Yeah? I-I actually like you very much. But, that… I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you’d think I was weird.”
[I really am.]
Dagon opened his eyes wide and looked at Lucius. Lucius felt a moment of dizziness at the jet-black eyes staring at him. He barely came to his senses her, poked his head out on the surface of the lake, and grabbed her tentacles her.
[Ooh oh oh oh oh!]
As soon as Lucius grabbed Dagon by her tentacles, once again Dagon twisted her whole body and screamed at her. The tentacles she hid in the water stretched out in all directions, and the miasma that tried to overwhelm the land a moment ago disappeared in the blink of an eye.
“Dagon, Dagon…”
Lucius prayed. IVF please. IVF please.
