Chapter 963 – 963. Yggdrasil (7)
The proof of subordination can be said to be the vulva.
Even if the person affected by the addiction cannot see the engraved vulva, the person who cast the addiction can see it.
And the moment the vulva is engraved gives more thrilling pleasure than the moment it ejaculates into the uterus.
Because this is the moment to prove that that woman is mine.
Namgung Yuha’s vulva, which gave me such a desire to conquer…
“What?”
It suddenly disappeared as if erased with an eraser.
And that too in vain…
I was surprised to see that, but there were others who were just as surprised as me.
└Guardian of the gay dick: Oooh! What? A woman who cannot be subordinated appears?
Subordination doesn’t work?
I got angry and grumbled through the channel chat.
“That can’t be possible.”
A woman who is not subordinate?
This is nonsense.
Even Stella, with her chastity magic, may not have been able to take a virgin, but she was subject to her.
No matter how great Namgung Yuha was, she was still a woman in the end.
“Yet again…”
I placed my hand on Namgung Yuha’s lower abdomen and concentrated on casting dependency.
And…
“… Ha.”
This time too, the well-carved vulva was completely erased before it was completed.
It’s like a novelist working hard to write, but the editor next to him forcibly deletes it…
In addition to my pride being hurt for a moment, anxiety began to creep in.
└Guardian of the gay dick: Hey, I don’t think that’s possible?
“…”
This time, I built up my pride and did not refute.
Not once, but twice… I focused all my attention on that too, but I failed.
But I’m not one to try twice and quit.
I tried about three more times after that.
As a result…
‘It’s not even engraved anymore?’
The vulva itself was not engraved, as if login was not possible due to bank security input failure five times.
When it became impossible to try the vulva, Namgung Yuha happened to happen.
“Hmm…”
Namgung Yuha moaned and gently touched my palm covering her lower abdomen.
Namgung Yuha’s voice trembled as she finally realized that her hand was on her stomach.
“That… Why is my stomach… ?”
“Oh, I put it up, so you can’t kick it.”
“Thank you, but… The ship…”
“Are you in any pain?”
“Well, it’s not like that… My stomach came out…”
“…”
It was a line that would cause a riot if women with full stomachs heard it.
Namgoong Yuha wasn’t as skinny as Hanbom, but he was at a similar level to Min Ha-yeon.
It was a bulge that made the stomach look slightly protruding due to the uterus, not fat.
“Haha… Can I touch you a little more? I feel good…”
“Huh… Then, me too!”
Namgung Yuha also put his hand on my stomach as if he couldn’t lose.
Namgung Yuha was gently stroking my stomach…
“And… “He’s hard, unlike me.”
Before I knew it, she started smiling and patting my stomach.
Perhaps because it was my first time touching a man’s stomach, I kept touching it like a child.
‘Phew… First, I avoided suspicion…”
Fortunately, I was able to pass without any problems.
However, rather than the relief of avoiding suspicion, the anxiety of failing to subordinate began to dominate my brain.
I asked through her communication, patting her stomach while holding her Namgung Yuha as a pillow.
‘Why did it fail?’
[Probably because of this.]
Armonia floated a temperament before my eyes.
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Danjeon (24 years)
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Namgung Yuha’s Danjeon.
Danjeon’s explanation was long, but thanks to Armonia, I was able to see the information I wanted right away.
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…
It has purifying abilities.
Blocks the ability of the mind control system.
…
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Ability of mind control system.
Just looking at it, it was subordinate.
‘I didn’t know that Danjeon could block dependent magic…’
I knew long ago that Danjeon was a great person, but I never thought that she could even block magic.
‘I have homework again.’
Nothing perfect exists in this world.
Even if Dantian blocks her mind control ability, there will definitely be loopholes and limitations.
What I have to do from now on is…
‘It’s a dependency strong enough to pierce the dantian…’
It was to obtain a stronger level of subordination to the extent of dominating women with dantian.
‘Let’s think about it step by step.’
In any case, it was clear that it was impossible to impose subordination right now.
After giving up my dependence, I touched Namgung Yuha’s stomach and moved on to another topic.
“Yuha, may I ask you one question?”
“Hmm… Yes. “Please speak.”
“Please tell me what happened in the bell tower yesterday.”
“Ah…”
I found Namgung Yuha collapsed outside the bell tower.
From what I heard, the circumstances were simple.
He said he went in because he was curious about the inside of the bell tower, but lost consciousness due to artillery fire.
Other than that, I haven’t heard the exact circumstances.
After hearing what I said, Namgung Yuha blushed as if she felt embarrassed and began her explanation.
“I just went in because I was curious about the paper… It was my mistake.”
Namgung Yu-ha, attracted by a sound different from the bell in her hometown, went inside the bell tower, was hit by artillery fire, and crashed.
And in the process of falling…
“She ended up falling to the floor because she couldn’t see anything.”
Because her feet were floating in the air, she fell without being able to move her feet.
A person as skilled as Namgung Yuha fell from the height of the bell tower and couldn’t even use the correct falling technique.
Because her eyes can’t see…
‘You still can’t see it now, right?’
While Namgung Yuha explained the situation at that time, she hugged my body tightly.
As if he was anxious because he couldn’t see his surroundings…
Namgung Yuha hugged me tightly and finished her explanation at that time.
“How comforting it was to hear Su-ho’s voice as soon as she came to her senses…”
“…”
The result was good, but it was also a bitter story.
In the end, the story goes that she was in danger because she couldn’t see.
‘But I can’t make you see your eyes right now…’
While I was feeling sad inside, a thought occurred to me.
‘For a moment… ‘Yuha, you’re on a ship now.’
[Correct.]
Namgung Yuha was already part of the ship.
In the first place, the sex we had just now was a celebration of the contract.
I hugged her Namgung Yuha tightly and whispered to her.
“Yuha, please teach me footcheonbo.”
“Are you talking about Balcheonbo?”
Namgung Yuha was puzzled by her unexpected words, but immediately nodded.
“If you want, of course I will teach you. Training starting tomorrow…”
“No. “What I want is not training.”
“Yes? Then… ?”
I touched Namgung Yuha’s lower abdomen and made her smile.
“Please help me make Balcheonbo Bigeup.”
What I wanted was a level with martial arts skills.
“Emergency… “Are you saying that?”
Balcheonbo is definitely a martial art, and there must have been a level appropriate for it.
The problem is that even if such a level existed…
“… It won’t be easy.”
It wasn’t that Namgung Yuha could make a big class.
“Balcheonbo is a martial art that my teacher designed alone.”
In the first place, Balcheonbo was not a martial art developed for Namgung Yuha.
It was a martial art that her teacher had created in preparation for fighting in caves without a ray of light or in the pitch-dark night.
However, her teacher, Namgung Yuha, took pity on her and taught her his own martial arts skills.
“I learned all the postures and postures, but I learned them with my ears and body, not with my eyes.”
Are you going to transcribe what you learned into a book?
It wasn’t easy.
But she said Namgung Yuha said it wasn’t easy, she didn’t say it was impossible.
“It’s not a problem to put the words in my head into writing.”
Even Namgung Yuha, who usually has low self-esteem when it comes to speaking, seemed to be overflowing with confidence in this area.
“At that time, I reflected on the teachings that my teacher gave me, beyond day and night, even in her dreams.”
Cheonbo, the foot that changed Namgung Yuha’s life.
Even at a young age, Namgung Yuha achieved Balcheonbo to the 8th level.
To her, her Balcheonbo is not just a type of martial arts that exists in the world…
“I am confident that I will tell you all the details without leaving a single word out.”
It was life itself.
But what Namgung Yuha was worried about was something else.
“The problem is posture.”
Drawing the correct posture on the scale.
“Even if you write down the structure perfectly, if you don’t draw the posture properly, you become as bad as nothing.”
No matter how important your posture is, it is probably not as important as your posture.
If even the slightest strange posture was drawn in the book, the book would not be classy for the learner, but rather it would be like poison.
I dismissed Namgung Yuha’s concerns with an answer.
“Don’t worry about that. Did I tell you that I’m good with my hands? “I’m good at drawing too.”
I don’t know if he’s good at drawing, but he’s probably good at drawing…
If you can’t decide, just take a picture and paste it.
Although she just trusted her hand skills, she wasn’t too worried.
I spoke to Namgung Yuha with confidence.
“I will capture your posture perfectly in a picture.”
“…”
Namgung Yuha was silent for a moment and then carefully opened his mouth.
“Why do you want to create Balcheonbo Bigeup?”
If you taught directly, there was no reason to create a special class.
Only a family or sect would make it out of concern that martial arts would be lost in future generations due to unforeseen circumstances.
Or, there may be a case where a person who has achieved achievements such as being one of the top ten masters in the world keeps all of his martial arts secret and hides it.
However, it would be rare to make a meaningless grade like this.
Since I’m asking to make a special class, you might be wondering exactly what my intention is.
Because the money you worked so hard to earn could be used for self-interest.
I responded to Namgung Yuha’s question with such concerns…
“I’ll tell you later.”
“…”
I didn’t answer right away.
Actually, I could have said it right away, but I wanted to prepare for an unexpected situation.
‘If you fail, it can only lead to disappointment…’
I carefully observed Namgung Yuha’s expression.
“…”
Her face was full of worry.
Namgung Yuha also walked the path of a martial artist before she was a woman.
No matter how much you cherish your student, you won’t be able to trust him in everything.
Since they don’t even explain the reason, it won’t be easy to trust.
I made one promise to Namgung Yuha, who was so worried.
“I will never use it to satisfy my own self-interest. “I promise with my life.”
“…”
Namgung Yuha answered with a short sigh while holding her naked body in my arms.
“I will believe it. No… “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you for a moment.”
It is normal for Namgung Yuha to be worried in the first place.
For Yuha Namgung, who can’t see, wrong beliefs have fatal consequences.
If she didn’t have so many doubts, she wouldn’t have met me like this.
I instilled the best faith in Namgung Yuha that I could.
“If you find out that I am using that money for her personal gain, you can do whatever you want with me.”
“… Thank you for her trust.”
In that way, Namgung Yuha was able to find laughter again, and after that, we…
“I won’t have time to make my salary starting tomorrow… Can I do a little more… ?”
“…”
My answer wasn’t important in the first place.
Because Namgung Yuha’s hand was already erecting my dick.
Afterward, my dick, which Namgung Yuha had erected, ejaculated semen into her as if she was screaming all night long to relieve her sexual desire.
