Chapter 736 – The Dangling Tree (4) DeepL
The white-robed Alba shook the reagent in her hand and glanced at the old man on the bed.
“Still, for a man who ushered in an era, I never dreamed he would fall so flat.”
The ruler of the Nameless Tree, he was a terrible sneaky bastard that even Alba couldn’t read between the lines.
The drugs pile onto the tray, one by one.
The rows of pills grew into two rows, then three rows, then four rows. Diefenbakkia watched, then spoke softly.
“I…. Lord Alba, would you care to hear what I’m doing?”
Saying it wasn’t difficult, Alba poured a reagent into a syringe and shook it.
Her pure white hands bounced up and down, giving off the eerie color of a mama bear.
“It’s the only way to find him. His memories, his magic, his powers. The only way is to get it all out and find out, and even I don’t know the coordinates of the ‘compost bin’.”
“You mean you can see the memories or the magic from the outside?”
Unless someone on the outside has blocked all information about that memory.
Which they can do. The aforementioned was rarely the case, unless it was a special case like the World Tree of Justice.
“So, you’re saying that you can bring His Majesty back here…?”
At Diefenbachia’s hopeful words, Alba set her jaw and sighed.
Diefenbakkia, who had stood up in excitement, sank back down in dismay.
“…Isn’t it easy?”
“Probably, he’s closed the connection between dimensions, and even if we try to reopen it, he’ll be stuck there for the rest of his life unless something changes inside.”
“And if there is a change?”
“You’d have to reopen the dimensional gap, that’s the simple explanation.”
There is a tightly closed door.
It’s not locked, but it’s rusted and stuck and won’t open no matter how hard you try.
No matter how hard you push from the outside, it won’t budge. You can pull on it from the inside, but it won’t budge.
Whether you use force from the outside or the inside, it’s barely enough.
The door would not open unless both sides applied force at the same time.
“So, you’re saying that we can escape if His Majesty interferes with the exit from within the dimension?”
“That’s right, but the gap is difficult to observe from the inside, unlike the outside. Even if I were to find a way and interfere with the dimension.”
Yi Shihun was saying that unless he found a way from the inside, it would be impossible to escape.
Diefenbachia’s face hardened. Alba’s complexion was also uncomfortable.
The door rang from the side.
A lab coat-clad Sansuyu walked out of the lab, handed Alba a pill, and poked Engahelo on the bed.
Then, very casually, she pulled a dagger from her arm. -Pook.
Without hesitation, he places the dagger in Engahelo’s stomach.
The old man’s stomach cracked open, and Alba let out a despairing gasp.
“…Since healing is a pain in the ass, could you please not stab me every time you see me?”
I snarled. Blood gushed out of the old man’s body, quickly reaching his limbs.
He’s unconscious and free to do as he pleases, and he’s doing this because he sent Yi Shihun elsewhere.
You can’t stop an angry golden retriever.
Despite Alba’s warnings, Sanshou Yu only snorts and shows no remorse.
Healed, stabbed, healed, stabbed again.
Even a war criminal dictator wouldn’t do this.
Alba healed the old man’s convulsing body.
“…I hope he realizes the problem.
Lee Shiheon was at it again.
It wasn’t surprising since he was moving to get the orbs.
However, if he stays too long, things will escalate.
I don’t think he realizes this, but he’s still a dad.
Knowing how much the wiki loves him, I can’t help but worry.
I wandered the graveyards of the woodsmen with the beads.
In the world of the Tri-Apocalypse, there was little to threaten us, but it was quite unpleasant to have no food or water.
We approached another village of the dead.
After searching every inch of the house, Bead came out of the door and made an X with both hands.
“I thought you said there were people living here?”
“As I recall, there were.”
“And there aren’t?”
From what I’ve heard, there are shepherds who live in places like this.
It is said that Engahelo herded rational herders into the villages he created and used them for research.
But it’s not a one-way street. Engahelo is said to have increased the lifespan of the nameless trees and improved their quality of life.
Some of the rides and houses in the village are proof of this.
“Where is the next village?”
“It’s straight ahead, by the way, Sihun.”
Suddenly, the marbles that had been trotting after me were calling my name.
After a week of mingling and talking, he calls me by name, not “you.
I turn around. The marble stood before me, arms outstretched, demanding.
“I’m getting a little sore on my feet.”
“My flower language today is ‘I want to be carried by you.'”
Are you kidding?
I burst out laughing at Bead’s inane joke.
“I thought you said you didn’t have one.”
“I’m the one with the flowery language,” Xie Hun said.
“So, you want me to pick you up?”
“Pick me up.”
This kid’s personality is getting worse by the day.
It’s hard to say no to such a bold request. It’s not that hard to do, so I kneel down and slide my hands behind my back, and the bead that tucks its foot inside my elbow grabs me by the throat.
The feel of his chest squishing inside my shirt, the touch of his cheek against mine.
“You waking up?”
I scramble to my feet, and the beads on my feet sway slightly, pulling me into a tight embrace to keep me from losing my balance.
I stumble forward, sweat breaking out on the coolness of my back.
I wonder why his skin is so cold while mine is getting hotter and hotter.
He’s like a machine, I wonder if his body temperature is also like a machine.
“I think me and Xie Hun are compatible.”
“I’m cold, and he’s hot. Considering that female trees symbolize yin and male men symbolize yang, it’s the most fitting match, isn’t it?”
Gu Qiu had thought the same thing, and suddenly, he had pressed his body even closer to mine as he talked about yin and yang.
He loves the warmth of his body.
Whenever she needs to sleep for a week, her favorite place to sleep is always in my arms or by the campfire. I think she prefers human body heat and sleeping against my body.
“Am I your mom?”
“Moms don’t reproduce with their children.”
“…… That’s enough.”
“My flower word today is ‘warmth’.”
“Earlier, you said your flower word was ‘pick me up’.”
I’m just rambling now.
The orb, hugging me, buries its nose in my rear end and exhales.
My magic keeps me minimally clean, but I’m human, too, and I wonder if I smell.
“Sniff, sniff. Sihun’s smell is especially savage. It stinks.”
“Get off ……, man.”
“I didn’t say no. Ah. Ah don’t shake it. Don’t shake it. It won’t fall off.”
It sticks like gum and won’t let go, even when it’s dying.
I moved my hands to my hips, enjoying the thought of not being able to get out.
-Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle.
The feel of flesh in my hand. I spread my ass cheeks apart and cupped them at will. I flinched as the bead buried its nose in my rear end.
The ass humiliation continued.
Just when I think I’m going to get tired of this, the bead doesn’t fall off, but instead loosens its grip around my neck and tucks it between my armpits.
And then. I flinch.
A strange tingle runs through the center of my chest.
The perverted touch was directed at a single spot, and a tickling sensation, followed by shame, shot through my head.
The bead twitched in her hand.
“I learned it…from Shi Hun.”
“Why would you do that to me?”
“I don’t feel it, but he does, doesn’t he?”
He’ll do anything to get out of it.
He’s relentless in his prodding, and I know it’s going to cause me unnecessary trauma.
I chuckle bitterly, remembering the days of rolling around in brothels.
An odd vibe.
Taking the cue, I stopped at the right house and entered.
The ruined house was far from original, barely more than a skeleton, but we were professionals who had already spent a few days here.
As soon as the bead landed on my back, it pinched my baji dance.
“Don’t you think we’re in too much of a hurry? Build a fire first.”
I raised my hand and cast a light spell.
Sparks swayed in the air and landed on the wood that rose from the floor.
Flames roared, quickly filling the house with heat.
A wetness felt from below.
Bead, who had pulled down his pants, was rolling his glans in his mouth, expressionless.
“Mmm, mmm…. It’s smelly and salty.”
“Why are you so obsessed with the smell?”
“I’m just telling you the impression I got from Shi Hun. Mmmm.”
She bites and sucks on his not-yet-grown penis, and when it’s too big to contain, she spits it out and holds it up to her face.
Frowning slightly at the cock resting on the bridge of her nose, she carefully lowered her head, taking the balls into her mouth and sucking gently.
“Mmmm…suck…suck. Do you like that?”
I stroked his head a little, and his cheeks flushed.
Back to the pole. After a few rounds with the big thing in my mouth, a quick ejaculation rushes through me.
“Are you going to drink it?”
“Yeah…. Are you going to eat a lot?”
The bead gripped my waist and shoved the flesh deep into my mouth.
My waist jerked forward, shuddering.
The bead stuck in my throat, biting down on the white seed that filled my mouth, and spat it right back out in my face.
-Crack, crack, crack.
The bead gulped and gulped and gulped.
I swiped my tongue across my fingers, wiping away the residual cum, like I was wiping away custard from a donut.
“Then what’s delicious?”
“You ugly sperm factory…. Can’t you make it tasty? It tastes like no one would buy it except me.”
He squeezes my egg sac and murmurs softly.
My babies, who are listening, are shyly asking how I live.
The bead still has a sticky lump in his throat, and he swallows a few times and opens his mouth, a sign of a kiss.
I put my hand between the bead and my mouth to stop it.
“Don’t do it after you suck it.”
“If you don’t want to do it, don’t do it.”
“But…. I want to kiss you.”
I wonder when he became so bossy.
The bead rolls over, more out of personal satisfaction than pleasure.
She stuck out her lips in disappointment and flicked my hand away.
“Did it ever occur to you that it was your fault for not honoring the order?”
“……I don’t know. My flower word today is ‘wait’.”
“Wait for what, a kiss?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know.”
But I grab her and spin her around, and she returns the favor.
I pull down her skirt and remove her underwear, revealing her immaculate pussy.
I shake the remaining semen from my prostate and spew it out, and the pure white semen splatters onto my pussy.
“…Are you going to hold it this time?”
“There aren’t any thorns on the floor, so I’ll lie down for the first time in a while.”
Spreading her legs, the bead opened her narrow opening and raised her ass toward me.
I chuckled at how used to it it was.
I squeezed her from above, and her arms wrapped around me.
I cupped my hands together and brought them to my cheeks.
The strangely proud look on his face is infuriating.
“Is this a habit of yours?”
“Isn’t that what Shi Hun wanted?”
It was a one-time thing, not a request to double up all the time.
The bead looked at me and curled his index and middle fingers together.
Click, click, click. I closed my eyes and opened them, and the double was cute.
“It’s cute enough.
Soon, overlapping our bodies became a routine.
“Put it in?”
“…Aren’t you forgetting something?”
A faint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as I slid my waist in for a tight hug.