Chapter 123 – Letios -Communication Disorder Brain Dragon- (1)
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The request that came out of Letios’ mouth was a little beyond Cleon’s imagination.
She wounded her horns because she had been told by Luti that her horns her were like another heart to a dragon.
Asking someone else to break that part yourself was no different than asking him to stab his own heart.
There was one more thing, though I forgot in such a sudden situation.
“…For now, I think you and I are enemies.”
“Eh…Why…”
When Cleon said that, recalling the fight between Luti and Letios during the day, Letios replied with a slightly shocked face.
“No, that’s it… You were going to take me and use me as a dragon stallion. I’m sorry, but I have work to do and that’s impossible.”
When Rhethios heard that, he shut her mouth for a moment, then—
“Leaving us and our descendants behind… Is also an honorable thing to maintain the balance and continuity of the world. But you don’t like it?”
“Even so. It’s more important for me to find the person I need to find than that. I’m not a hero.”
Rhetios closed his mouth again at Cleon’s answer and seemed to be thinking about something.
An awkward silence passed between the two of them, and Rhethios soon turned sullen and lowered his head.
“I see… I see. We need you, but it seems impossible to understand and understand each other…”
The powerless reply made him look like a dignified and arrogant aristocrat during the day, but it felt completely different from the time when he possessed the brutality of a beast.
And somewhere, there was a hint of fear of Cleon.
‘No way, the horn was injured… ?`
“…So. Are you going to send it back now?”
“Ki, wait. As I said before, I want you to completely break this horn…”
It was Cleon who wanted to return him to the mansion, but Rhetios kept repeating the same request to him.
“Wounds on the dragon’s horns, if left alone, will fester and the horn itself will rot… In that case, the horns won’t grow back.”
“…Therefore?”
Rhethios, as if a bit embarrassed, dyed his face red and continued talking hesitantly.
“So, you have to use a chisel to completely cut out the top from where the wound was, so that new horns grow.”
“Does horns matter that much… But, if that’s the case, can’t you do it too?”
That’s it, you just have to look in the mirror and cut off the horns.
“That, that’s…”
“If you don’t have a good reason, you’ll have to let me go.”
If the opponent comes out with a low profile for some reason, it’s better to go out strong.
When Cleon judged that and said that to Letios, Letios widened his eyes and his face his turned blue.
“Ha, there is a good reason.”
“Yes. Shall we listen?”
“…Because it’s scary.”
The dragon with its original form, which is tens of thousands of times the size of an ant, answered in a low voice like that of an ant.
“…Yes?”
“Muh, it’s scary. Cutting one’s own horn with a chisel… It doesn’t matter if something goes wrong… That, and then. The second reason is because it hurts… Everything.”
“Wait a minute.”
“Our horns are connected to nerves, so it doesn’t matter if you just touch them, but if you apply a strong shock, a tremendous shock will flow through the nerves… It hurts… Very…”
Although Rhetios spoke slowly, like a child’s grumbling, Cleon’s expression was dazed as he listened to the whole story.
Scary. Sick. Because this is a really original reason. Of course, humans hate these two things, too.
I couldn’t believe that the dragon had such feelings.
`…No.`
The image of Luti appeared in Cleon’s mind.
Her usual lively and silly appearance of her is very deep in her impression of her, but she is also a dragon in essence. A creature fundamentally different from humans.
However, she too suffers from getting her little toe poked into a closet, and is afraid of being alone in the dark.
Letios was no different from Luti. However, he did not give Cleon and Luti the time to care about such things in the attitude of putting his pride his as a dragon in the foreground.
Perhaps. Dragons may be a more human race than they think.
With the power of a transcendental being, it has the purpose of maintaining the balance of the world.
“One more thing… Why did you show such a cold attitude towards Luti?”
“…Are you acting cold?”
Rhethios tilted his head as if he wasn’t sure what Cleon meant.
“She’s been away from her kind for too long. I wanted to be with her again. That’s why I came to tell her that she wants you back with us. So I tried to keep my hands as low as possible on the humans who were with you. She I’ve already suffered a lot of wounds from humans. It’s because I thought that it was you and my people who could heal those wounds.”
“…What did you call my stupid little brother?”
“Because he’s really brainless. Since he was young, he used magic to forcibly inject knowledge into his head rather than trying to learn things about the world on his own. Things become invisible. That’s a fatal weakness for a dragon. Therefore, we must protect him.”
Hearing all of Rhettios’ calm answers, Cleon shut his mouth for a moment before sighing.
Okay. I get it. That there are different types of dragons.
If Lutios is the type of tomboyish aristocratic lady.
This one is calm yet elegant. At the same time, very very poor communication skills…
It was a ‘communication disorder’ dragon.
“I don’t think it would have turned into a fight if I had told Luti from the beginning…”
“She basically gets upset when my story gets too long.”
I could easily imagine. Due to Luti’s personality of her, it must be frustrating that Rhetios always talks in circles, or he does n’t properly say what he thinks.
Since Rhethios knew that too, he tried to show Luti with action without telling him much.
And, that leads to misunderstandings, deepening the emotional rift. It was to come to this division.
Looking at the still ejected Rhetios, he took a deep breath and grabbed the chisel he was holding in his hand.
“…Okay. Then. I’ll help you break the horn.”
“Thank you. And, please, don’t get sick as much as possible…”
“Even if you say that, you’re breaking the horns where the nerves are connected. How can you not do that with your magic?”
“…I didn’t learn such magic.”
It must be that the dragon, the strongest creature, does not need such magic.
Cleon held his chisel in his hand and swallowed nervously.
In front of him, he looks at Rhetios, who is sitting in his chair and looking up at him.
She cast a restraining spell upon herself, her limbs, body and head immobilized in her chair, immobilized, like a prisoner in her torture chamber.
Is it because Cleon’s hostility toward her has been resolved? I could see her face in more detail than in the daytime.
Half-open, visible red eyes.
Pure white skin and long white hair like that.
However, the shape of her face was somehow similar to Luti’s.
Whoa… And after breathing out her Cleon took her chisel and hammer and placed the tip of the chisel against Rhettios’s horn.
“…Then. Let’s begin.”
“Boo, please…”
Cleon’s hammer slowly lifted upwards and—
Carefully, she slammed the back of the handle of the chisel with a bean.
“Ugiik…!?”
An unimaginable voice came from her mouth of her rhetios to her a moment ago.
If her whole body hadn’t been restrained, she would have struggled.
I tried to hold on to her pain by holding her mouth tight, but it seemed like I could n’t help but hear her voice.
“Sorry. I’ll finish it ASAP.”
All Cleon could do was reduce her hellish time to a minimum.
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Bean. Bean. Bean. Bean.
Inside the cave of Rhethios, the sound of hammering continued to resonate.
Every time Cleon swings her arm her, little by little. From her wounds her, a crack grows in the middle of her fine antlers her.
Although Ratio’s legs and arms her trembled a little each time.
The restraint magic she cast upon herself, which bound her entire body her, prevented her from going wild with her unbearable pain.
She is a being with the strongest life force. Dragon.
No matter what pain comes, she can `endure’ and “do not die”.
However, it inversely becomes poison and creates this hell.
She never faints and stays sane. She had to endure the procedure of shaving the area where the nerves were connected with her body without her without anesthesia.
“Guut…! Kkeuk, Git… Kaat…!”
When she first started her procedure, the voice she gave out was truly a painful voice, unable to bear her pain.
Her tears returned and ran down her cheeks her. Saliva trickled down her chin as she couldn’t close her mouth properly.
Until just now, Rhethios’ mask, which had been showing aloof expression, was completely shattered.
It was the girl’s face her, distorted by the pain she was receiving.
However. That was the story until she first shaved off the outer skin of her antlers.
Inside it As the chisel pierced the inside of the relatively soft horn pillar rather than the outside, she felt a touch different from her pain.
Letios didn’t know what that sensation was.
From birth to now, thousands of years.
For dragons who do not have heat until they are connected with a sensitive person, ‘sexual desire’ was an unreasonable thing, and that is why they never comforted themselves.
She was a virgin like Lila before her, and she was an innocent being who had never even felt pleasure.
No way. The moment the dragon’s horn peeled off.
It was an extremely sensitive ‘erogenous zone’ that turned all shocks applied there into sexual pleasure.
Moreover, the intracerebral substance secreted from the dragon’s brain erases all the pain that should normally be felt when an impact is applied there.
Instead, sexual pleasure.
In other words, it turns into ‘pleasant violence’.
“Clothes…♡ Yeah…♡ Kookie…♡ Heeik…♡”
The screams of pain had turned into moans.
The reason my body was shaking was no longer because of the pain.
It was because every time Cleon swung the hammer, he was ‘climaxing’ with pleasure that shook his entire body.
I don’t know if Rhethios himself noticed, but the lower half of the clothes he was wearing were already dripping wet from the juices and tides, and falling to the floor.
At first, Cleon was taken aback when he saw it.
Anyway, I bit my lips at the thought that I had to finish what I started.
Be careful not to look down on her as much as possible, focusing only on the horns.
“Hah… ♡ Oh… ♡
Every time he opened his mouth, he raised an obscene voice that sounded like he was mating with beasts. It was indecent enough to be called a dragon, which is said to be the pinnacle of living things.
His eyes were half-turned, and he was still weeping.
Occasionally, when a pleasure so great that I could not make a sound came over my body, I bit my mouth tightly, and foam flowed from the gap that inevitably opened and flowed down my jawbone.
And each time he convulsed a little, accepting the inevitable climax again.
One thing is for sure, her horns are for sure. It’s little by little, but it’s being cut off from the wounded part.
This eternal hellish situation would come to an end someday.
Cleon’s only concern was that the dragon would eventually get impatient and break her restraining magic and go on a rampage.
Even though it can’t be helped, each time she climaxes and raises her moan.
A dragon pheromone exuded from her body.
The shackles that prevent the human males he recognized as his ‘mate’his, who exist around him, from escaping from himself.
According to what Luti said, Cleon himself thought he was not a sensor, but even so, the radiance emitted by Rhetios put Cleon’s penis into a warlike state little by little.
It was now so big that it felt cramped inside his pants.
A sexual impulse that was stronger than when the twins fed the aphrodisiac slowly began to dominate Cleon’s body.
‘If I don’t finish it quickly…`
While Cleon thought so, he gradually increased the speed of his hammer his.
Bean bean bean. When the hammer sounded rhythmically, Letios struggled once more.
“Kuu♡ Now, wait…♡ You, so… So fast…♡”
“I’m sorry, but be patient. It’ll be over soon.”
“That, that…♡”
As Cleon continued to hammer her with a little guilt, she noticed that the chisel was jamming somewhere.
It was the central part of the horn that was almost shaved off.
“…Is this the hardest one?”
As a test, I tapped the chisel a little, but it didn’t seem like I could do anything with it.
Cleon looked at Rhethios for a moment before throwing the chisel and hammer onto the bed.
“Letios. This is the end.”
“Eh…? Now, wait. No way. Big, Leon…?”
Cleon reached out his hand her, and he gripped the upper part of the amputation he had carved out.
“Huhgiik!?!!?”
Rhetios let out a ghastly scream, unable to find his completely shattered pride his.
Cleon channeled magic into his arms his to strengthen his muscles his.
With her restraints her, she makes sure that even though she herself grabs her horns and moves, she can’t move her head.
And-
With her strong grip her, she strained her arms to twist and break her horns.
“Ahhhhh ♡ No ♡ No, no, my head is broken…”
Rhethios screamed, but the quickest way to break the central part of the horn, which was indestructible with a chisel, was to break it with her hand her and then trim it.
The sound of pududeuk is heard from her horn little by little.
Yet-
Quick.
And the sound that put an end to everything in Letios resounded.
“───”
She opened her eyes wide without even making a sound, and she raised her head at the pleasure she felt for the last time.
With a gurgling sound, I could see that a liquid different from that of love juice or tide was flowing from the crotch of her pants.
Cleon said, `Ha… Ha… ‘Taking a deep breath, holding her porcelain in her hand. She looked at the top of her broken horn.
About 13 cm long. Although the root of the black horn was twisted in a malformed way. The outer part was not unsightly, as it had been carefully chiseled.
And, this is the side of Letios that was originally attached.
About 10 cm of this side remained, and the inside of the horn was also clearly visible at the broken tip.
“…”
Thinking maybe, Cleon put her hand her near her her horn her to use her healing magic her, and the moment he tried to turn her mana her.
Udangtang! Hearing the sound, Rhetios suddenly got up from his seat and rushed at Cleon’s body to her.
They pressed him against the bed behind him and attacked him from above.
“Haa…♡ Haa…♡ Cleon…♡ My body, it’s weird… My lower leg… It feels like it’s being squeezed… By something… Is this, heat.. .Or…♡”
“Gee, calm down Letios! If you can’t stand it, I’ll tell you another way… Eh…!?”
Retios blocked Cleon’s cry of her by forcibly pushing his face in and removing his lips from her.
When the lips are forcibly opened using the dragon’s strength, the tongue, longer than a human’s, enters Cleon’s mouth her, mixes saliva, and entangles each other.
“Haeum, churureut… Chun… Ju… Ruth…♡”
A kiss like a beast, without restraint.
Cleon tried to push Rhethios away from such a violent kiss, but the dragon’s body, completely on fire, did not stop.
After the kiss, which lasted for several minutes, Letios removed his face as if he had calmed down a little, but-
A pink light shimmered beyond the red eyes that glowed with magical light.
`Abnormal state of enchantment…!?`
“… A dragon must obey the being that broke its horn her, and follow that existence for the rest of its life… Cleon… ♡”
“Wait! The one you just asked me to break…”
The moment Cleon tried to protest like that, a powerful magical storm arose and her clothes covering her whole body her disappeared and flew away.
Huge wings sprout from her back her, revealing her her hidden tail her.
I could see beautiful white scales sprouting all over her body.
She wasn’t the only one.
Her body was in perfect proportions, like a sculpture.
An overall muscular body and breasts that can never be called small. And, a wide hips compared to a narrow waist.
Her pubic area her, which she had been toyed with with pleasure until just now, still had the thread of her love juice hanging down.
She was fully prepared to accept Cleon’s goods for her.
“Cleon…♡ I beg you… Even if it’s just a one-night stand… I, I, want you…”
Looking at her weeping in her mournful voice of her, agonizing over her unsinkable pleasures of her.
Cleon’s heart only weakened.
“If that’s not the case… Am I a less attractive person compared to Luti… ?”
“…Kuh, Letios…!”
Hearing that voice, Cleon pulls her power her from her arm her, which was about to push her Rhetios away.
Did you take that as a sign of consent? Rhethios smiled with joy and quickly took off the clothes draped over his body her.
“…This time, only once.”
“Yes, I promise… On the dragon’s honor.”
Saying that, Rhethios climbed onto the bed again and put his lips on Cleon’s again.
“Me too, just like my little sister… Call me ‘Letty’…♡”
