Chapter 296 – The Long Long Friday (7)
Lauren said nothing. No, it occurred to her that she might be a silent person from the beginning. Her first impression was one that was not easily erased. She heard that now she is wearing tinted glasses and she wonders if she is herself.
Lauren de Parwen. The second wife of her own great-grandfather. And for green. She is the agent who seals the ancient demons and the woman who loves her. She is the woman who calls Ravela her baby. She was about the same as the Lauren Marey knew.
It was unbearable for her to insult her mother at first, but she was gradually fading away from Ravela and Ran’s excuses and her sticky embrace. Lauren also apologized to her. If I talked about this, Idrien or Erden would go wild, saying that they were soft, but hating and hating someone was not right for me.
There were so many things to care about, and it was so hard to hate and dislike someone in a daily life that was so enjoyable that it was too much to enjoy the present.
Her Lauren followed her and looked at her again. The skin that looked like it was made by pouring milk over her dress that showed up to her buttocks, the wing bones that were subtly exposed above it, and so big that you could see it sloshing around from behind. Her breasts are big enough to compare with the giant milk cows, the Ksakru sisters.
She overlaps with the image of Lavella, who has already been raped hundreds of times, no. She could imagine Loren’s whole body so easily. While imagining violating that filthy body, I erected things so much that it was difficult to walk.
Luckily for her, Lauren had taken a few steps forward, so she didn’t show any ugliness. Even if Lauren saw it, she seemed to be able to cover it with a good movement of her cloak which she handed her. When she thought so, she felt a little relieved.
Lauren just kept walking without saying anything. She passed the door a few times, she walked down the hallway a few times before she realized that the scenery outside her window was changing in an unreasonable way. She saw the night view of Walter, the darkness of unknown mountains, and the scenery of an exotic city. And she realized that the place she was walking through was a highly magical labyrinth.
She walked along like that for about 10 minutes, and when she reached a huge door that could have been several tens of meters, Lauren stopped her steps. There was nothing. There was really nothing around her, not even the hallway she had walked up to, or the door she had passed. All around was darkness. Only the huge door illuminated Marey and Lauren with a soft light.
Lauren muttered an unknown language. She at the same time up the door. Hundreds. No, it reminds me of a magic circle that could number in thousands. And the door opened. Lauren walked through the door, and Marey followed her.
“What are these…”
Beyond the door was full of treasures. There was no other way to express it. Gold coins were randomly ‘stacked’ on the floor. The floor was densely paved like sidewalk blocks. Above it, paintings, pottery, artwork, and weapons were displayed in a row.
Lauren didn’t answer and walked forward, stepping on gold and jewels. Marey tried to walk in her steps too, but she wondered if gold or jewels could step on them? She couldn’t even walk without thinking. Then she swallowed her fear at the thought that she would not be scolded by her receding back, and she hurried her steps in the direction she went, trampling on gold and jewels.
The corridor got wider and taller as he walked along Lauren. The floor was filled with jewels and gold so densely that it felt like dirt piled up on the floor. After passing by the gold and jewel road, after walking for a long time, Lauren stopped her steps in a space wider than Balter Square.
Lauren walked to the center of the plaza and sat down on the altar. Altar? Naturally, her gaze went to the altar where she was sitting. The hilt of her sword floated in the air. No, if you look closely, there is a black sword stuck in the altar.
Strangely, I couldn’t take my eyes off the sword. Before I knew it, I took one step forward and was looking at the sword. As if the sword body absorbed the light around it. No, it was perfectly black, as if it had been distorted alone.
It was black, as if it did not exist in reality.
“Choose the one you like.”
At Lauren’s words, Marais exasperatedly took her gaze away from her sword. She was unconsciously reaching her hand for her sword. She took a few steps back and saw the sword. She and she saw Lauren. Lauren rested her chin on her lap, her arm resting on her lap, with one of her legs on her altar.
Colossal breasts were pressed against the legs that were close to her body, and the shape was ruined. A black thong was visible through the evening dress lifted along her knees. Marey tried to look away from her. Lauren was observing Marey. Marey also understood that correctly.
She looked around. She had a path that felt similar to the corridor she had walked through, extending in eight directions. As expected, jewelry and gold coins were densely piled up on the floor, creating a path. If it was this much gold coin, it seemed that the units should be counted as the budget of a huge empire that unified the continent.
Moonlight descended from the ceiling and hit the crystal, brightening the surroundings. The diffused light met the gold and illuminated the surroundings brightly. Countless weapons were still erected on the walls. Ceramics with geometric patterns, metal statues of unknown material. Art pieces were scattered all over the place.
And with the altar in the center as a standard, shiny gold coins, old clothes that are embarrassing to compare, accessories that seem to be sold in the market, and faded photos and daily necessities were ‘arranged’ around them. Priceless weapons and expensive gold and jewels were abandoned on the floor, and weapons that looked expensive at first glance were decorated on the walls. I couldn’t figure out why these baubles were in the middle.
Marey looked around for a while.
She couldn’t find anything in common. No, she could have been ignorant because her level was low. She could say that the old books and junk around her were really nothing, or valuables that her Marey would never have guessed.
Lauren said she was still looking at herself without saying anything. As she looked around, the smell of her alcohol tingled her nose at close range. She saw the black thong, but Marai looked away from her, pretending she didn’t see it.
Pick one you like, Lauren said. She kept her eyes on the black sword right in the middle, but if she picked one that she liked, it seemed that Lauren would strike the scepter. It was a strange sword. She tried to ignore her sword and looked around. It wasn’t a sword that led Marey, but a spear that felt a strange charm. As I got closer and reached for the window, I felt a huge pressure that I couldn’t even breathe.
“No. No.”
Consciousness was blurred. No, the body that couldn’t overcome the extreme tension was trying to take advantage of the consciousness. But Marey was awake because Lauren’s pressure didn’t even allow her to sleep.
“Whatever you like. Again.”
Squeezing her neck. No, the terrible pressure that seemed to crush her body was gone. Marey stood there for a while, unable to even breathe properly. Cold sweat was dripping from her whole body. Her body didn’t feel as strong as if she’d been through hours of strenuous exercise.
She still had to choose. She had to choose the one she liked.
To Lauren’s ‘heart’.
She was still watching Marey. Her head was dizzy at the stench of alcohol wafting from her. She reached for the shields around her. The pressure that would crush her whole body once again weighed on Marey. With her armor, her necklace, and the jewels that fell around her, the intense pressure crushed Marey every time.
The further she got from her altar, the more pressure she felt, and eventually Marei walked slowly toward the black sword she felt was leading her from the start. The more she did, the more Lauren’s intangible energy that followed her like shackles faded, and when she stood in front of her altar, a smile was on Lauren’s entrance.
The sword was vibrating itself. I don’t know why, but it felt like the sword was calling to me. The sword roared louder and louder each time he climbed the stairs one by one. Feeling an unknown longing, Marei reached out and grasped her sword.
At the same time, her eyes blurred.
“Here is…”
When she came to her senses, Marei stood alone in her white space. Where is this place? It was really an all white space. There was no shadow under her feet. The light that ate even the shadows enveloped the surroundings. It was a pure white space with no distinction between top and bottom.
Is she standing, or is she lying down? No distinction was made. She was all white, so she couldn’t even see herself. Am I walking now Or is it just lying down? Consciousness was eating up the senses. I couldn’t tell if she was breathing or what expression she was making.
Strange sensation. Marey walked forward blindly at the fright. Walk, walk, walk again. No, is it right to walk? She was walking aimlessly without knowing what she was doing. She might be imagining that no, she was walking.
She walked for a while and imagined. She saw her long sword in front of her. She has a black sword. The sword that was placed on the altar. Marei reached out her hand involuntarily. She grabbed the handle of the sword and she slowly raised it.
“Feel so good.”
I heard Lauren’s voice. Marey looked around her. The white world had disappeared like a lie. A black dagger was in her own hand. The black sword on her altar had disappeared.
Lauren was smiling faintly. Marei was dazed and she looked at her face.
“Go out.”
Lauren finished her sentence and started walking down the hallway she had entered. Marey, who had been staring blankly at her back, quickly followed Lauren. Lauren stopped in front of Marey’s room and then looked back at her.
Lauren’s face, slightly flushed with the smell of her alcohol, was strangely strange.
“Give me the sword.”
Marei naturally held out her black dagger to her.
“Wake up, Adelgius.”
When Loren’s words finished, the black dagger turned into a sword lying on the altar. The spell she chanted was etched into her mind.
“Go to sleep, Adelgius.”
After Lauren’s words, it had become her black black necklace. She handed Marey the necklace she was holding in her hand.
“Adelgius… Is it?”
At Marey’s question, Lauren nodded her head. In response to Marey’s unrecognized appearance, Lauren directly put her necklace on Marai.
“Always wear it.”
At Lauren’s command, Maray unconsciously nodded her head. As if nothing had happened, Lauren started walking. Marei stared at her blankly at her slutty backside, where her lower body naturally tightened up.
Lauren looked behind her. Marei stretched out her cloak and swelled up, hiding her right side and her lower body.
“Have a nice dream.”
Lauren left her words and disappeared across her hallway.
It was only when Lauren was completely out of sight that Maray let her breath out. There was no strength in her body. She leaned against the door and she fell slowly to the floor. That intangible aura she weighed down on herself. It was pressure, she said, but it was insipid for her to live.
Beneath his pants was a pain in his already erect penis. The pants were damp. It smelled strangely of semen. Even though Marei thought he should restrain himself, he knocked on Ravela’s door right next to him.
“Marey? Come in.”
When she opened the door, it revealed a spacious room similar in size to the one in which she had been resting. Ravella, strangely surprised to see her son who came to visit her in the middle of the night, smiled mischievously at Marey’s act of locking her door.
Seeing her half-reclining on her bed, wearing a see-through negligee, Marey started to unfasten her belt without saying anything. Without knowing whether to take her clothes off or tear them off, Marey rushed right after Ravela.
“Kyaaaaang~.”
At the sight of the naughty sheepskin who quietly spreads her legs with her soft voice, Marei naturally slides her fingers into the lace panties.
– Squeeze…!
“It’s all wet down there, Ravela.”
“Because I was waiting for Marey… Ugh… In… If you dig… !”
Ravela, laughing with joy at the thought of howling at Marey’s aggressive behavior today, vomits her love juice out of her young son’s fingers as he roughly pokes her flesh.
– Steamed! Sizzling! Sizzling! Sizzling!
“Geuh.. Uhh.. Uhhh.. Uhhh… Yes… Ahaha…”
Marei, who started sucking her exposed breasts in her negligee, pulled her lascivious mother’s panties, which began to tremble, and shoved her penis in.
-Puuuuu…!
“Kak… Hehe… Oops… Ha, one time.. One time.. De, listen. Inside. Came in… Ahhhhh… Oops… Joe, I like it.. I like it..!”
Clinging as hard as she could to her young son, who climbed on top of her body and shoved her penis, Ravela caught her breath at the sensation of her penis cooling her body, which seemed to melt away from the heat from this evening. Gasping for air, her whole body trembled.
-Sweuuuuu…
The juice filling the inside of the meat container spurts out between the joints whenever the penis pulsates.
“Ha… Ha… Ha…”
Only then did Marai breathe in slowly. Ravela was still in ecstasy, her legs trembling as she held her Marey tightly, tightly clamped around her waist.
Afraid. I am afraid when I think of Lauren. Even so, every time she sees Lauren, she is filled with an irresistible libido. Does she want to rape Lauren? Yeah, she wanted to fuck Lauren. But beyond that, every time she faced Lauren, she unknowingly boosted her libido. She wanted to inject her seeds into her own females. She couldn’t figure out why.
Marey buried her nose in the sweet scent of her thin negligee and slowly began shaking her waist.
