Carb Sears (R) 408

Chapter 408 – Where Lightning Grazed.

“Ugh, the light.”

Helena soon came to her senses and realized that she was in the dark, so she stretched out her hand and looked around her. It wasn’t long before she felt the wall with her fingertips, and then, slowly traversing the ground, she luckily found her candle.

-Push yi!!

The wicks of the candles were lightly coated to keep them from getting wet, so she could clear the darkness by lighting them with the flint she usually carried. Helena soon found Usher in the back of her wagon filled with water, and in her distraught she lifted him up to her still water and laid him on her own lap.

“Young master.”

Even when Helena called quietly, Usher seemed to have exhausted her strength and was still asleep and breathing lightly. Helena thought she couldn’t help it. That’s because, right up until the very moment, she was able to block the huge wall that was attacking them with her smaller body than she was.

Although they couldn’t block all of them, the wall eventually attacked them to return to the ground, but the momentum had already diminished for a long time, so it ended up being buried with the wagon.

“Whoa, where to escape…”

After confirming that Usher was safe, she looked around the inside of the carriage, where the light of the candles flickered to see if there was a place to escape, but she couldn’t find any such space either. If you look through the window, it’s full of dirt.

If there is a possibility, it would be better to sell the back side that was empty from the beginning.

‘It’s likely to collapse.’

The muddy water that filled up there was a problem. The reason why I couldn’t open the window in the first place was because there was a high possibility that even this remaining space would be destroyed by dirt pouring in. Eventually, realizing that she had no choice but to wait here, she looked at Usher, who was lying on her lap.

– Saeaksaek
“…”

As she watched him burrow into her soil and breathe evenly, it seemed that Helena was constantly tickling her chest with emotions that were difficult for Helena to express.

“What kind of relationship do you and I have to say?”

Knowing he wouldn’t hear her, she spoke quietly. He was originally the son of the patient she was taking care of and the people she was supposed to attend. Maybe she didn’t like it that much because her feelings weren’t reciprocated.

But why?

“Why can’t I hate you?”

The boy who thought he had run away came back. The boy, whom he thought had fallen, rose again and raised his shield. Come to think of it, Helena has already been saved and protected by him twice.

It was still young and looked like a young girl, so it looked like it would break and break at any moment, but in the end it was neither bent nor broken. Helena remembered him shining in the dark before she was buried.

There was a man who cried like a child who lost something precious, but smiled while talking about wanting to stand up and protect it. Helena pounded on her chest as the moment was etched into her mind and still vivid when she closed her eyes.

“Maybe I, you…”

It was at this moment that Helena reached out her hand and gently brushed Usher’s lips.

-Slap!
“!”

When she turned her head in surprise at the sound coming from the muddy water behind her in the carriage, what she saw was the figure of Pasitilla, with her red head sticking out above the water.

‘Of course!’

Could it have survived the shock of the land being plowed? Seeing her limp and limp figure, Helena thought maybe this was her chance, so she pulled out her dagger and tried to cut off her head.

‘It’s a trap.’

Soon after, the white muddy water subsided and I noticed that it was a trap when I saw numerous pacitillas curled up and curled up in the clearing water.

‘It doesn’t seem like they noticed us yet.’

Perhaps if I had noticed their presence, I would have been able to run at them long ago. I want to kill her by throwing explosives all at once, but her explosives are already wet and useless.

Even if it wasn’t wet, it wouldn’t have been possible to try it because if it exploded here, this space could collapse. I had no choice but to put Usher in the back and wait for them to back off.

It was only for a moment that Helena was relieved to see Pacitilla finally stop wagging and return to the water.

-With a splash! Cold!

Perhaps thinking that the traps were useless, they untied their coils and scattered into several groups that began to climb to the surface of the water.

‘No way!’

They already knew there was something here. Searching for the cause, she saw a candle. Pacitilla did not have an organ for forward vision like her eyes. So it must have been the candlelight that noticed them. A candle needs at least some air to burn.

‘Such a mistake!’

It was her mistake not to think that even when buried in the ground, she would encounter a monster like Pacitilla. Since they’ve already started climbing, it’s only a matter of time before they are caught and captured.

‘How should!’

Helena wondered if she should even borrow Usher’s sword to fight, but the number of pacitillas was too many. She has no experience with weapons like rapiers, and no matter how many she handles, she will be captured by the others.

Then, the reflection in her eyes was the figure of Usher lying still as if asleep.

‘…The boy is more of a problem than me.’

Helena eventually approached him with a dagger in hand. Monsters hate humans in common. Females are often kept alive for breeding purposes, but it is a well-known story that males are killed without exception and used as food.

If caught by them, they will surely eat it up without leaving a trace.

‘This way, I’ll be able to pass the time.’

So Helena put her dagger and flint of her own into her Usher’s hand. She immediately found the candles and weapons she had placed by his side. Rising from her seat, she unbuttoned her buttons one by one from her own clothes.

I took off her maid’s uniform and folded it beside her Usher’s shield, just in case, so as not to attract Pasitilla sooner and make her noise, and then I pulled down her bra and undergarments and laid them on top of her clothes. I became naked and sat next to Usher.

‘Please have a nice dream.’

Helena bent her back and, momentarily startled by the breath on her chest, reached out her hand one last time and squeezed the wick of the burning candle to put out the fire. If you keep the lights on, the air here will quickly disappear.

– Trudge

Having made all her preparations, she turned and took her steps in the direction she had remembered.

– Percussion!

Without thinking to hide her footsteps, she approaches and before long something long with a soft, slippery surface snatches her ankle. It was already dark, so I couldn’t see anything, but I could tell what it was without looking at it.

“What’s up!?”

It snatched Helena’s ankles and pulled her up to where the water was filling up, and as if she had waited for her to fall over, it came and began to entangle her body here and there.

“Ugh!”

Something fishy, ​​salty and soft that even crawled down her throat and touched her lips. Fortunately, it stopped passing, but the hands were already raised above the head, and the legs were also spread out to the sides.

They restrained Helena from resisting by tying herself up like a rope. It was as if a human genital organ living on its own was touching her skin, and the feeling of being tied was repulsive, but there was a feeling that passed between her legs, as if to let her know that this was just the beginning.

“It’s great!”

Helena knew right away what it was. Pacitilla’s head and genital organ were also similar to human genitalia. The feeling of it passing between her legs was repulsive and horrible beyond imagination.

-Tsuneueuk!
“Ugh.”

Pasitilla pressed her head gently between her legs and opened a crack in Helena. As he bit her lips at the pinch, as if checking her pussy for fit, she trembled at her waist.

-Zeperok!
“Aww!”

Perhaps that convinced her that she was a suitable female to adopt Helena as her mother. The strange texture of the slimy creatures filling her lower abdomen gave her goosebumps.

-Tsuktsuktsboktsuktsuke!
“Sssss! Ha!Sssss!”

Pasitilla began twitching up and down her nose, scraping the inside of Helena’s cunt like a human penis, making a gooey sound.

-Bak-chak-bak!
“Haagh! Whoop! Whoop!”

Even more terrifying was that her body began to feel pleasure from his actions. Despite her unpleasant and dirty mood, the aphrodisiac secreted by Pasitilla was stronger than her monsters, so Helena’s cunt was soaked with an unknown liquid.

“Hahehe! Ah!”

That must have been the sweetest thing for Pacitilla. She said she was ready to accept the seed of the bastard and she’d be accepted.

-Cheveup!
“Ouch!”

Suddenly he stops teasing in and out of Helena’s cunt and locks herself in, wriggling as if to expand her insides.

-Tsueouk!
“Ah… Well!”

She swelled up in her cunt, pushing up and pushing as if she were digging deeper into her womb.

-Beaureureus! Blue!
“Aww! The lower pole, yup.”

She wriggled and poured hot, thick fluid into her womb. Helena had to breathe deeply, feeling the pasitilla twitching wildly in her own cunt and the hot sensation spreading from its tip into her lower abdomen.

It was so painful that she would rather let go, but she couldn’t. At least these shouldn’t have noticed Usher. Monsters keep women alive in this way, but they never spare men.