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    Declaration (13

    Declaration (13)

    A sky garden, having the entire banquet hall lifted up. It was high enough to see the upper part of the clouds, but not so high as to make one feel suffocated. I might get a little tired, but I’d be fine with a little rest. Considering the air density, it was built at a suitable height, so I could act as usual as long as I didn’t overdo it.

    “Keuk, insubordinat…”

    If I didn’t overdo it.

    “Haa, hoo, eugh-…”

    My heart felt like it was about to explode. The sudden bleeding and pain caused my heart rate to spike. I felt a vomit-inducing dizziness and let out a half-finished moan.

    • Thud.

    Shuriel tossed me down by the lake and turned his neck this way and that. Tteudeuk, tteudeudeuk. His body, stiff from dancing for so long, loosened up. He finished loosening his wrists and said,

    “Your dress is a mess. I’m sure you put a lot of effort into preparing it.”

    You did it.

    …I wanted to say, but my spine was broken, so I couldn’t get the words out properly. It might be because of a concussion, but I wasn’t sure. All I could do was wriggle my arms while making babbling, whimpering sounds.

    Still, my pussy was fine, and it was steadily going at it. I couldn’t feel anything, but it was wriggling and going. It occasionally twitched, but again, I felt nothing. All I could feel was the pain in the very few areas where my sensory nerves were still alive.

    Then, my vision, obscured by blood, flickered. I lifted even my barely moving jaw to adjust my angle of view.

    Shuriel. I could see him. However, my vision was still flickering. I realized it was because of the ether wings he had spread and the horns on his head. Parts that had now become part of his body. He hides them with my help, but Shuriel says it’s a little stuffy.

    “Wherever I go, I’m called a reindeer head, so I have to be able to let them loose.”

    Shuriel grumbled as he hung his clothes on a tree. The horns were too much of an aggro magnet. Since the epitome of a horned race is a Demon, it couldn’t be helped. Perhaps, being called a reindeer head might be a blessing in disguise.

    Strictly speaking, those aren’t horns, but tree branches. World Tree branches, to be exact. The output may differ, but the function is exactly the same.

    The World Tree’s power to purify all approaching Mana. There could be no greater blessing for an Astra opposing Demons.

    But no matter how great the blessing, it couldn’t eliminate stress. The Astras, who were constantly walking a tightrope with death due to the nature of their job, were bound to break down. It was the same with Pawin or Prukaise. Pawin walked the path of priesthood and endured everything, and Prukaise just lived a carefree life. Both were completely different from exemplary nobles.

    In the end, they become twisted, and live embracing that twistedness. The greatest hardship for a twisted person is having to pretend to be normal, even outwardly.

    The succession battle, gatherings between nobles, it was all just frustrating for him. The reason he was so fanatically obsessed with hunting Demons must be because that was the only way to relieve his frustration.

    “I’ll let you get away with your shallow provocation today, but you’d better be prepared next time.”

    So I have no choice but to let him loose.

    Shuriel approached me, who was drooling with a dumb expression, and grabbed me by the scruff of the neck.

    “―Keuheuk.”

    My unresponsive body slumped like a corpse. Only my face turned blue from not being able to breathe.

    Shuriel watched my reaction for a few seconds, then snapped off a branch that had sprouted from a stump and shoved it under the hem of my dress.

    Woong-woong- went my lower abdomen.

    That meant he had imbued the branch with Aura.

    • Tearing sound!!

    Then he tore the dress vertically. As the dress tore like paper, my navel, marked with footprint-shaped bruises, and my snow-white underwear, made transparent by Vaginal Fluid, were revealed.

    Shuriel flung the split pieces of fabric away as if peeling off a shell, and took the luscious core hidden within.

    • Squeeze!

    “Eh, hik. Ugh―?”

    When I struggled to turn my eyes down, I saw a hand gripping my breast so hard that my skin was tearing. Breast Milk flowed out like a burst faucet, soaking into the dirt and creating a strange scent mixed with the musty smell of soil.

    The smell of fish, the smell of milk, the smell of dirt and tree bark. All sorts of scents gathered and stimulated my nose. But that was it. I couldn’t feel anything. Since I had no sensation, it felt like I was floating in the air.

    “Why don’t you just get a job at a milk factory? It’d be better than wasting your time like this.”

    Shuriel clicked his tongue as he watched the endless flow of Breast Milk. He said that if I had a milking machine and squeezed milk all day, I could supply the entire territory with Mana enhancement agents.

    ‘…That’s not a bad idea.’

    I should suggest it as soon as I get back to the mansion.

    • Thud.

    That’s when it happened. Shuriel pulled out his dick. I stopped all my thoughts and lowered my eyes. The thick, masculine smell that stung my nose and paralyzed my brain made me drool involuntarily.

    “He, hi, heu.”

    If I get poked, I’ll die. I might die. I’ll be strangled and raped. My unresponsive lower body trembled, just squirting Vaginal Fluid.

    • Squeezing sound….

    My breath grew rough every time his glans pressed against my pussy mound. I forgot all the pain and waited for his dick to enter.

    The Black Rose, who danced elegantly in the moonlight, was gone, and only a bitch remained. There was no nobility in those jewel-like red eyes. Only dick. She only wanted a meat stick to poke her pussy and fill it with Semen.

    And finally, the dick I had so desperately wanted entered.

    • Swoosh!

    “―Kek, kkeup, hik.”

    Shuriel grabbed my waist and pulled me in, thrusting his dick in at once. My breath caught in my throat, and my eyes widened. I stuck out my tongue and made only dumb, gagging sounds.

    “Hoo…”

    Shuriel sighed and moved. It was a natural movement. It was too light to be called sex, just a meaningless act of inserting his dick.

    Thump, thump. My body shook every time his feet hit the ground. I convulsed and climaxed every time he moved his feet. After moving for a while with his dick in me, he picked up a couple of wine bottles and returned to the lake.

    “To be sure, I like the forest more than the city since I got horns. It feels like I’ve come home. Just like the Elves.”

    “Ah, he…”

    I buried my face in his neck and drooled. I wasn’t really answering. By the time he returned to the lake, I had completely melted into pleasure.

    “Ah-heup, heueup…”

    Shuriel grabbed my collapsed face and pushed it away, then suddenly mixed his tongue with mine. He slowly moved towards the lake, stabbing my palate and uterus at the same time. His tongue was still soft and fun to tease, and even though my body was limp and drooping, my pussy grip was still tight.

    “Chuuup…?”

    While he was sucking on my tongue like a candy, I heard a splash. I tilted my head, smelling the increasingly strong fishy smell of the water.

    “Heueh…?”

    When I lowered my head like that, I was already submerged in the lake. My senses were cut off, so I didn’t realize it right away.

    “The water’s cold.”

    “Uweh…”

    It was a fairly deep lake. Shuriel muttered as he submerged about half of his body. I trembled as I felt the rising chill and mumbled.

    • Thump.

    “――Ogeuk.”

    Then Shuriel contorted his face and thrust his hips. My body reacted on its own when the ceiling of my uterus was stabbed. I pulled my face back and made a vulgar expression. Even though I had no sensation, I was definitely going at it.

    “That’s what it means to warm it up, you idiot.”

    • Pop.

    Shuriel popped the wine cork with one hand and got annoyed.

    “Eu, hee… Jye, seo, haida…”

    I stopped going at it and reconstructed my sensory nerves. I can’t warm my body if I just keep flopping around like this. And then the sensation in my waist and arms returned…

    “―Higiek?!”

    ―I went at it.

    When the sensation in my lower abdomen returned, I felt the dick stabbing my uterus, the coldness of the cold water freezing my body, and the pain of the lingering wounds all at once. I pursed my lips and toes and tightened my pussy. It was a vulgar expression that I didn’t even want to put into words.

    Who would think that this, this bitch, this human trash that’s worse than a sex slave, is the head of Lecante? Even a street whore soaked in drugs wouldn’t make this expression.

    “Useless. If you can’t do it, I’ll do it myself.”

    Shuriel said, chugging the wine in his hand. It was a very rude sight, but no one would point out his behavior.

    “Eubeub, kuup―?!”

    And he kisses me.

    Shuriel filled his mouth with wine and kissed me.

    “Hueup, gulp… Heukkeup…”

    Wine mixed with saliva entered my throat. He fed me alcohol like that several times. My face flushed briefly from the sudden influx of alcohol, but it was quickly detoxified and my body didn’t heat up.

    Was he thinking I’d get drunk? The reason my face flushed when I danced was because of acute alcohol poisoning caused by accelerated blood flow. In other words, I can’t get drunk unless I accelerate my blood flow. I didn’t want to shatter his delusion, so I tried to accelerate my blood flow myself, but――

    “……Eua?”

    ―It twisted.

    The blood flow in my body began to twist. I didn’t do it. Shuriel directly controlled my blood flow.

    __

    ―You need to twist the Mana in your body to accelerate the blood flow. It’s body manipulation rather than magic, but Aura will be enough even if it’s not magic.

    I said that it would be enough even if I only used Aura. But I only said it and didn’t teach him how, so how?

    But that wasn’t the problem. It was good that he figured out how. It’s not like I’ll die if I get drunk.

    The real problem is.

    ―There may be some shortcomings… I’ll learn little by little. Yujin.

    That he’s unskilled.

    “…Eh, heui?”

    Alcohol spreads through my blood vessels. But the speed was too fast. I felt my heart pounding like it was about to explode and turned red.

    “Ah, eugh. Ah――”

    I felt dizzy and lightheaded. And it was so hot that my insides were cooking. It was so hot that the cold lake water turned lukewarm. I let out a faint breath in the blackened world.

    “Now it’s a little better.”

    Shuriel hugged my body, which had become as hot as a hot pack, and gave a satisfied smile.

    Thump, thump. My heart was beating fast. Several blood vessels burst and even my eyeballs burst. If I had accelerated my blood flow a little more, my heart might have exploded.

    “Did you already pass out? It’s just the beginning.”

    But even the hot blood was only used to warm Shuriel’s body. Shuriel, who was hugging my red breasts and back, walked towards the center of the lake.

    The water level was so high that it reached his shoulders.

    Considering that he was quite tall, the water level was even threatening.

    “Heugeup, kkeureup, keuk…”

    Of course, I, being a midget, was completely submerged. I was clinging to his body because I was being used as a dick case, but if I came in this deep, I would have no choice but to drown.

    “Kkeup…”

    I desperately held my breath. If I absorbed the Mana dissolved in the water, I could breathe even in the water. But to do that, I needed to concentrate.

    ……

    …Fucking alcohol.

    Shuriel had accelerated my blood flow too much, so I couldn’t concentrate well. Still, thanks to my superhuman mental strength, I was barely able to weave a spell. If I just activated it as it is, a bubble of air would rise.

    • Bubble.

    It was a success.

    Now all I have to do is put my face in there――

    • Squeak!

    “――Kkeuup?!”

    • Pop.

    The bubble burst in front of my eyes. And even the spell I had woven was destroyed. It was because my mind was scattered when Shuriel shook his hips.

    ‘Ah, ah…’

    I was starting to reach my limit. I have to weave a spell no matter what. I quickly activated the spell before Shuriel thrust his dick in again.

    • Bubble.

    If I just use the bubble this time…

    • Squeak!

    “――Ah.”

    • Pop.

    The bubble burst again. I gurgled with a hollow look. And I felt injustice.

    ‘…Putting this dick in my body.’

    How am I supposed to stay sane?


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