Chapter 108 – It’s Really Fucked
Jurgon threw a whole green leg into the bonfire.
Because they reproduced like rats, goblins really existed everywhere in the world.
He also caught and killed several goblins in the vicinity and took off a leg.
This filthy race was of no use whatsoever.
When they die, the uric acid in their body immediately turns into ammonia, and the smell of urine is so strong that it is unsuitable for food.
Yurgon looked at the goblin’s legs being quietly roasted while thinking about that.
It was ripe enough to be eaten soon.
“It’s just fine.”
There were quite a lot of animals and fruits in this mountain, but Jurgon dared to catch goblins.
The reason is that,
“Eat it.”
“…….”
It was for revenge.
Because of this, he forced himself to chew goblin meat, holding back his nausea.
Abusive words, assaults, and trampled pride.
Jurgen intended to return them to Balladur one by one.
“Aren’t you eating?”
However, Baladur stared at the bonfire with a black expression without moving.
At that, Yurgon raised the corner of his mouth and clenched his fist.
Dude no, this bitch always put his head down whenever he did this.
That’s when he tried to approach him.
“In your eyes, how do I see myself?”
Balladur’s mouth opened.
“How do you look?”
Jurgon crossed his arms and observed him.
An ugly appearance that subtly resembles the previous one.
But now, Balladur has become a body that can no longer be called ‘he’.
“You look so fucked up.”
As evidence, her breasts were swollen, her hair had grown longer, and her beard had disappeared.
“If I could hear your voice, would I know? I don’t know what kind of change of heart it was, but it was a catastrophic failure.”
Although Yurgon was a man who couldn’t be bothered with women, he couldn’t feel any attraction to Balladur.
That wasn’t a woman.
An uglier appearance than a female orc had no value as a woman.
“It is very disgusting. It was better when I was a man. It’s so terrifying that I don’t want to look at it anymore.”
Balladur blinked his eyes without reply.
“Is it.”
He hid his traces and lived in seclusion, avoiding his capricious causality, but that whim sealed his magic, and now all his powers evaporated and even changed his gender.
For an evil dragon that carved fear into the world, it was a truly futile end.
Whom should I resent and who should I hate?
Baladur, who had lived as a male for many years, developed a little disgust with his own body.
-Tadak.
Baladur reaches into his bonfire and picks up the sizzling goblin’s leg.
“Now what… ?”
It wasn’t just the meatballs that sizzled.
Balladur’s stubby hands were also burned by the flames.
He, who used to dominate the fire, now suffers as his body is damaged by a bonfire.
“It hurts.”
The self-injury ended with a startled Jurgen kicking Balladur’s hand.
“Of course it hurts! What a crazy, bitch!”
“… Year.”
Baladur stares at his hand, which has turned red from burns.
What should I live for now?
Even if the seal is broken, the recovery of magical power will not be possible as long as the body has been altered in this way.
That is why the chaos engraved in the root of the soul cannot be erased.
There was no turning back in any way.
‘The reason to continue the ugly life….’
Jurgen is… No, she grabs her by the collar and lifts it up.
Then he roared in an angry voice.
“You, die to me! I won’t let you die on your own, so you can expect it.”
Balladur looked at him indifferently and answered briefly.
“Is it.”
Will I be able to continue my life until one day this guy kills himself?
After a while, the guy headed somewhere.
Maybe I could run away now.
Such thoughts ran through Balladur’s mind.
‘… Escape? This body… It’s called running away.’
Realizing that his mind was weakened as well as his body, Baladur hung his head helplessly.
The face reflected in the standing rain water was ugly even to himself.
I didn’t want to live with a body like this.
After a while,
“It’s rosin.”
Her soon-to-be-returned Jurgon handed her her rosin.
Balladur was curious.
“Why?”
“… Go ahead and apply before you change your mind. It’s to avoid trouble.”
Then, he grimaces and throws the goblin’s burnt legs far away.
After sitting down and grooming the rabbit that was hung from his waist, Jurgon put it on the bonfire.
Balladur, who knew that rosin was not very helpful for burns, did not bother to mention it.
After some time has passed.
In her hand, which was covered in tree sap, she held a ripe rabbit leg.
* * *
After spitting up semen on Osiel.
“Whoa….”
His body recovered at an unusual rate, and he was now able to walk.
All of his teeth have grown, and now his pronunciation has improved.
It was when he picked up the top he had taken off to wipe off Osiel, who had fallen asleep after a relationship, and dipped the rainwater that had accumulated at the entrance of the cave for a while.
『The existence of the evil dragon will be erased.』
『€₾ : .』
―Acquisition of ‘piece’.
※Warning※
If you use fragments, you die.
If Balladur was erased, does that mean he’s dead?
Well, if he had been thrown out with a weakened body, it wouldn’t be strange if he died.
By the way.
‘What is a piece?’
It’s good that he received something, but he was frustrated because he didn’t know what it was.
The last thing you get is the reward of preserving the node’s memory.
I still don’t know where to use it, but it’s the same this time.
I touched her face and squeezed her genitals once, but nothing changed.
‘No, why are you giving me something that will die if you use it?’
I have no intention of dying.
As the head of the family, the family member who has to be responsible is one truck.
But someday, when the time comes, you’ll find out.
‘Well….’
A little while ago, Osiel must have reached his climax at the same moment as me, so she fell asleep immediately after ejaculation.
Thanks to her ease of movement, I patted her on the back and pulled out the cock, and her virgin blood and semen leaked out.
Of course I couldn’t leave it as is.
Even rainwater would be fine.
There’s no pollution here, so drinking the rain won’t be a problem.
With that thought in mind, I cautiously approached the place where Osiel was lying.
‘…….’
Looking at Osiel’s sleek legs carefully gathered before I knew it, her saliva went over.
First, he tapped her mouth and wiped it so as not to break it.
Then the chest.
‘She’s a saint.’
Unless you monopolized the love of a goddess, it was impossible to have breasts of this size.
It’s not just ignorantly big, it’s a very dangerous big breast that fascinates you the moment you see it.
Since I have personally experienced the danger, I consciously try not to look at it and wipe every nook and cranny.
However, the top I was holding in my hand smelled strangely good.
“Sniff sniff.”
In an instant, I brought it up to her nose and smelled Osiel’s body.
It shouldn’t be like this.
I’m sure the saintess would despise it if she even looked at it….
“…….”
As she slowly raised her head, O Ciel observed me with her eyes slightly open.
The horse has become a seed.
‘Fuck’
I was more embarrassed than surprised.
I had to hurry up and open her mouth to explain.
“It’s not like that, please don’t misunderstand…. I love the scent while wiping my body… Sorry.”
Although they had already mixed bodies, didn’t I secretly sniff the sleeping saintess’ body odor?
It didn’t seem to be explained at all, so while I was thinking about what to say next, Ociel opened her arms toward me.
Then, it flowed like a waterfall on her large breasts, and I felt as if I was giving her orders to hug me right away.
“Half words.”
“Yes? Uh, yes half words.”
Is it okay not to be respectful?
Well, it doesn’t make sense to come back and show respect now when we’ve already been talking nonsense with each other.
To me, Oh Ciel gently touched her fingertips and opened her lips.
“Come here, Changmuk.”
“Uh, huh?”
“Hurry.”
Damn, right there
As I pushed my head into the huge cradle, a scent more concentrated than the one I just sniffed hit my nostrils as it wrapped me in a snug hug.
It’s so warm and soft that it feels like it’s about to melt.
Seruk.
Osiel’s small, tender hand caresses my back and stabilizes me even more.
It feels like all the worries and worries are evaporating.
“Changmuk….”
“Yes?”
After being called Ed for the past three years, being called by his original name made me feel uncomfortable even though he didn’t seem to be able to adapt well.
I dug deeper into my sternum.
“There are so many dangerous things in the world….”
“Of course. Oh, it’s late, but thanks for saving me. Seriously, if it wasn’t for you, I’d be dead.”
At my words, Osiel’s hand stopped for a moment, then moved again.
“Don’t say such scary things. Than that… Does Changmuk know that I am a saint?”
How did know?
Did I show off in the middle of the day?
“… As long as he doesn’t go crazy, he won’t use the saint’s name, Osiel, no matter how much the person who personally identifies himself as a priest is a pseudonym. I noticed when I heard her name.”
Apparently she said her name with her mouth.
Maybe that meant that she had no intention of hiding the fact that she was a saint.
Of course, I realized the moment I saw Ociel’s face, but I recalled her memory and covered up a suitable lie.
“I see…. Let me introduce you again. Osiel Daytona, a saint of the Holy Empire.”
As she closed her eyes, her kind hand moved up from her back to the back of her head.
Giving warm hugs makes people drowsy.
“I… Strong Compared to others, I was given a little more divine power.”
The prejudice she had towards the saintess begins to disappear little by little.
Judging by the fact that she mixed with me, it is clear that the saintess is not a human, but a human.
However, there was no difference between them and humans, except for their beautifully large breasts and their overwhelming divine power.
“Now that you’ve met me, you won’t get hurt from now on.”
Does that mean we want to be friends?
In a way, thinking of explaining my promiscuous relationship with a woman to Oh Ciel already made her head hot.
“So….”
Osiel hugged the back of my head.
He hugged her as he inhaled more deeply the scent of her body that he did not get tired of no matter how much he smelled her.
However, the saintess soon uttered words that made my body stiffen.
“Let’s live here for the rest of our lives. Yes, that will do.”
“… ?”
I beg your pardon?
“If you don’t like this place… A quiet rural town would be fine too. I don’t know if I’ll be pregnant… Let’s work hard and give birth to a lot.”
“Now, wait a minute….”
“No? Then you can only have two children.”
Uh….
“Ha ha… I love you, Changmuk… You are mine.”
A sticky voice delivered to the cochlea.
Soon, Osiel’s soft hand moved to my lower abdomen.
‘…….’
This seems like a really cool thing.
Here we go again