Chapter 418 – Irreversible (6)
It was a night when the moonlight beautifully illuminated the lake in the cave. We poked our heads out of the gap in the shade and called out Dagon’s name in low voices. In an atmosphere as if he was secretly trying to make an alms-giving in the middle of the night, Dagon gently poked his head out, disturbing the sleep. She felt Artie’s energy her and was wriggling her body her, her eyes rolling tight.
[Artie.]
Then, calling Artie by name, she withdrew herself to the edge of the lake. Seeing her guilt-ridden look at her, Artie stood there with her face hardened before she burst into laughter. It was because she thought Dagon’s behavior was cute and funny to her. And Artie grabbed one of Dagon’s long tentacles and ran her hand slowly through it, she said.
“Dagon. What are you so afraid of? I can’t be mad about this Love is an emotion that cannot be stopped. Just like you understand now. There’s nothing wrong with being honest about your feelings. There is no reason to feel guilty.”
[Still, I flirted with Artine’s husband. This is very wrong.]
Does the concept of adultery exist in the demon realm? The Demon Realm I thought of was a disgusting space full of orgies and immoral affairs, but Dagon seemed to have lived in the center of it, keeping his conscience his. Artie nodded her head at Dagon’s words, she said.
“The wrong thing… What’s right, but will I still forgive you? I know how many things you gave up when you decided to help us. I know you’ve sacrificed so much for people you don’t know. You’re finally finding love and feeling the worth of living in this world, do you think I’ll stop you? Dagon. I’m not here to reprimand you today. I am here to help you.”
Artie took a step back. When Dagon said she was helping, he looked at Artie with her curious eyes on her. Artie drew her magic circle on her floor her, she said. Even without her bending down to hold her pen, the chalk floating in the air moved by itself and drew her perfect magic circle her. It was packed with magical words in a small size that one Arty could barely fit.
“Dagon. I’m going to polymorph you, but since you’re tall, it’ll take more magic than I thought. So, I’d like you to help me out a bit. It takes really delicate work to reduce your height and suppress your miasma.”
[Polymorph? Are you talking about transformation magic?]
“Right. Transformation magic. Even if you marry my husband, Lucius, if you can’t control your size and strength, you can’t go anywhere, right? Shouldn’t you, like other couples, have a picnic in the garden and eat something delicious at the market?”
Dagon responded by shaking her head excitedly at each of Artie’s examples of her. Then she stopped abruptly and with a sullen expression he said.
[Right. Would. This is the life I dreamed of. However, if you suffer, you don’t have to walk. I am satisfied as it is.]
I glanced at Artie, but she said nothing. No matter what I said here, it seemed to be scraping and swelling. Artie said to Dagon.
“Dagon, the reason I want to polymorph you is not because of this incident. While disabling the magic circle this time, I found a way to completely sever the boundary between the demon world and the human world, so… You need to move in order to use that method, but it’s obvious that people will be afraid of it, right? So I have to bet Polymorph on you.”
[Severance with the Demon World?]
Dagon raised his head. Artie said.
“That’s right. A break with the demon realm.”
[That means you can’t really go back now. Did you think carefully? What do others think?]
“You have to ask the other kids too. You are the first Dagon. What do you think? If I cut off the connection with the demon realm this time, I really can’t go back. Dagon. What are you going to do? It’s something all four of us have to agree on. If even one person opposes it, I have no intention of trying.”
Dagon was a god who ruled over a region in the Demon Realm. For her, severance from the demon world meant that her life itself would change. I looked at Artie. Dagon looked at Artie in silence and narrowed her eyes. She looked troubled rather than angry. She asked again.
[I want to hear the specific method.]
“Dagon. Are you really okay?”
Instead of explaining, Arty once again asked Dagon’s doctor. Dagon shook her head and said.
[I can’t go back anyway. If I go back alone, the demon realm will surely erode the human realm. Then the good people who know nothing die mercilessly. I don’t want to see you like that. The memory of the lake in the demon realm is also distant. I am no longer the god of that lake. Artie. I want to live as Lucius’s wife. I want to live as a woman, not as a worshiped god. You can accuse me of being selfish, but I think I’ve found the love that will set my life on fire.]
“I don’t blame you. Dagon. Because you have always been prudent and selfless. No one will ever accuse me of making a choice for you once.”
[Thank you.]
Then Dagon stretched out his tentacles and grabbed me by the waist. He caressed the tentacles sticking to my clothes, and I grinned. Artie said while gently removing Dagon’s tentacles from my body.
“Really, will you refrain from bold acts of affection in front of me? You are also my husband.”
I grabbed Artie’s hand her and let her breathe out. Artie put her mouth on my head once, then looked back at Dagon. Dagon said in a slightly excited tone.
[Ah, Artie. Polymorph me soon I want to do that too.]
Dagon began to gasp, trembling at her tentacles. Artie didn’t care about her impatient appearance her and slowly started checking her magic circle her.
“Dagon. I’ll tell you in advance, if you’re the size of yours, polymorph consumes a lot of mana, so once you transform, you’ll feel a little lethargic and drowsy.”
[I get it.]
“Then… Well… Lucius?”
Artie looked at me again. As she waved her hand in the air, she saw a large tent pop out of her hand. As Artie stirred her hand, the tent was set up like a dressing room in the corner of the cave. Peeking inside the tent, there was a soft bed and a kettle filled with hot tea. Inside, the scent of herbs wafted in, making my body feel drowsy.
Artie said.
“Lucius. Wait a minute, stay in there. It’s a bit embarrassing to show you how to transform. Right?”
Dagon twisted his tentacles and shook his head. I said.
“I know. Artie.”
I also really liked this event. A surprise event that makes you wonder what will come out when you turn over the tent. As soon as I lay down on the bed, the tent automatically blocked my view. I touched the tent to sneak a look outside, but the gap was tightly sealed as if glue had been applied.
[Then it’s ready.]
“Dagon, then come forward slowly. I have to enlarge the magic circle to cover you, but I have to position it really well. Wait a moment… A little bit further forward. Yes in that condition Stay still. Put the tentacles in. No no no Putting the tentacles in didn’t mean putting them in the water. Adjust the size of the magic circle and insert the tentacles in a little twist. Right.”
In many ways, I was really looking forward to Dagon’s transformation of his. What will come out? She could have come out as an ordinary beauty. Perhaps, a monster with a good body could emerge with Dagon’s characteristics intact.
Maybe it just failed and little Dagon came out. I held onto her body her, which was shaking with tension and excitement, and inhaled the scent of herbs again. Outside, I could still hear Artie talking.
“Yeah, I think it’s in perfect condition. I haven’t bet anyone a few times, so I might have to go through some trial and error. Wait a minute, that’s it. Then close your eyes now.”
Mana began to swirl beyond the tent. A storm was raging outside the tent, strong enough to make her think that Artie was tearing Dagon to death with her magic her, unless she had professed to use transformation magic beforehand.
[Uh uh…! Whoa…!]
Dagon’s screams added convincing power to my delusions. As Dagon’s demonic energy gradually diminished, Arty’s power was encroaching on Dagon’s presence in his. I could hear Artie’s heavy breathing. An image was drawn as if she was pouring her mana into a bucket. It was as if an endless bucket connected to the sea was pouring magic power over Dagon’s head.
Dagon became a sandcastle beneath it and was helplessly crushed.
[Uuuuu…! Uhh… !]
Dagon’s moans faded. Her Dagon’s intense presence in her also diminished, leaving her at an insignificant level. I heard the sound of footsteps walking towards the tent. The tent was wide open, and Artie was staring at me, wiping the sweat from her brow. I had her face her close to the tent, so thanks to her her, I faced her thighs and face her.
“Did you try to peep? Then you’re a bad boy Lucius.”
I said hugging her thighs her.
“Thank you for your effort. How did it go?”
“See for yourself.”
I turned her head over Artie’s shoulder. Dagon was there. Dagon sat on his floor, his eyes wide open as he stared at his limbs. His yellow eyes his sparkled as if a jewel had been inserted intact. His hair was so long that it trailed over his toes and dragged on the floor. His gray hair shimmered as if he had been doused with mercury.
His skin his was pale, and his face his was awkwardly stiff, like someone who he hadn’t learned to express. She spoke to me without moving her mouth.
[Lucius. I look beautiful… Is it down?]
Then he licked his lips and bowed his head discreetly. Tentacles crawled out like snakes from around her tailbone her and she covered her vitals her.
[It’s embarrassing to look at it too much.]
I held her face tight and made her look at me. The color returned to her doll-like face her, turning it red. I squeezed her lips into her tongue and entangled it with hers. Dagon’s eyes widened. Artie was sitting on the bed watching the two of us kiss.
[Your body is hot.]
I brushed off the hair that was draped over Dagon’s body. Her voluptuous breasts her were exposed. I rubbed her face against her chest and said.
“I love you. Dagon.”
