Chapter 127 – 29. The Northern Territory. (3)
After being guided to the room, Allen approached the blind saint before entering the room. She needs to hear her circumstances first.
“Sister, how are you?”
Allen thought that the aura-seeing Odd Eye might have noticed something, but she was unexpectedly wrong. The blind saintess tilted her head as if wondering.
“… Weird. It’s a little different from the last case. Nothing was connected this time.”
“Okay? … Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure. I checked several times.”
Tone of conviction. Allen, too, did not think that Aude Noon would have made her clumsy mistake. She even said that she even checked several times….
She was sure this was her devil disease. Ingmar Danju was showing most of the characteristics that appeared from it, and Allen even confirmed her opponent’s reduced stats and [Weakness] Trait through her status window. … However, there is only one curious point that there is no line connected to the demon.
…… Did I miss something?
Apparently, the symptoms of the devil’s disease are slightly different depending on the beast, so Allen judged that there was probably something she hadn’t figured out before.
But now I’m losing my mind and my body is tired, so I’ll have a good rest today and start working tomorrow.
After putting down their luggage, Allen-Mercenary corps had a hearty dinner at the restaurant and dispersed to their respective rooms.
Allen lay on the bed and covered himself with a soft, cozy blanket made from her wool. As the warmth warmed by her body temperature wrapped around her body, she couldn’t be more comfortable. … To be honest, it’s because he didn’t say anything, he’s shivering in the northern cold.
Soon after, Allen yawned a couple of times before falling asleep in an instant.
… That night, he had a dream. It’s also a very, very dirty dream.
A very beautiful woman, as if it could be said that she was conceived, she pulled out his semen with a flamboyant twist on her back. There was nothing he could do but suffer from ecstatic pleasure.
…… And Allen, who opened his eyes early in the morning, felt his lower legs wet as if he had had a wet dream.
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“Did you have a good night?”
“It was a very comfortable bed.”
The next morning, after breakfast, the two Danju met again. Of course, not simply to be polite, but to take a closer look at demon disease.
Ingmar Danju was skinny and out of shape like Natasha in the past, but fortunately, her mind was fine. And she, like her, did not have an unconditional rejection of sunlight. However, her food intake is also quite laborious. … Even so, he was somehow resisting the demonic disease with quite strong mental strength.
Allen glanced at the blind saint who had followed him and gave her a signal with her eyes. As if she had to take a closer look.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
Danju Ingmar, whose hair was graying due to suffering from a demonic disease, willingly gave up his body as if to try anything. Ingmar seemed to trust him very much, as if he had heard the general information about Allen from Aidar yesterday.
When her permission was granted, the blind saint took off her blindfold and opened her cosmic, profound eyes to stare at Ingmar. At that moment, even Ingmar Danju, who is called the tiger of the north, couldn’t shake the dizzying feeling that his insides were being pierced through.
… However, no matter how carefully the blind saintess looked at her opponent, she could not find the black line connected to the witchbeast, as was the case with Natasha. No, she was as clean as if she never had it in the first place.
After completing her investigation, the blind saint put her blindfold back on. Sweat was beading on her forehead, especially as she worked hard to enhance her eyesight.
“… Are you done?”
“For now, yes, the brief investigation is over.”
“How is it? Can you fix it?”
After Allen glanced at the blind saint, she replied.
“It is still difficult to answer easily. It’s because being a devil’s disease isn’t so easy. We need a little more time to look into it.”
“Ah, sure. Okay. … I will do my best to cooperate, so please do your best.”
“All right. Thank you for your cooperation during this difficult time. Then rest in peace.”
The two men and women withdrew from Danju’s bedroom. Budanju Andersen and Northern boy Idar, who were waiting outside the hallway, approached Allen and asked what was going on.
“It is difficult to answer now. I need more investigation…. Let’s postpone the negotiations a little.”
“… Are you in any serious danger?”
“It’s hard to say that it’s not urgent. A lot of time has already passed…. Anything should be done as quickly as possible.”
“Please, please, please. Please, please save the lord.”
Allen smiled lightly and lightly tapped the arm of the incessant requester, then went back to the dorm room with the blind saint.
The two men and women entered Allen’s room and slammed the door shut. And as soon as her door was closed, Danju looked at her with her fierce eyes and immediately threw her question.
“Odd eyes. What did you see How far have you seen? Was there no line this time?”
If she had seen anything, she would have mentioned something on the spot earlier, but putting her blindfold back on without saying anything would mean that it was no different from the state she had seen before. As Allen guessed that, she asked again to confirm.
“Yeah, I haven’t seen it this time either. … She seems to be a bit different from the demon disease she suffered from before.”
Hmm. Allen sat down on the bed with a small moan. She looks like she’s thinking hard, as if she’s guessing something.
“Do you have any guesses… ?”
“Well…. There is something strange about it.”
“What do you mean?”
Allen, lost in thought for a moment, continued her.
“If you get the devil’s disease, you must be connected to the devil. Of course, that’s how the Witchbeast can feed on human energy and grow.”
“But obviously I couldn’t see anything.”
“So that’s weird. …… Theoretically, it can’t be.”
Allen thought it over again. …… Then she suddenly remembered a dream she had last night, and she wondered.
He jumped up from his seat, left the room, and went straight to Budanju. He apologized for taking a moment to investigate, then asked a question.
“Do you have dirty dreams often?”
“…… Yes?”
An embarrassing question that comes in suddenly and without warning.
“It’s okay not to be shy. It’s for an investigation into demon disease.”
After clearing his throat a few times, Bu Dan-ju replied that there had been some such cases lately.
“Please answer honestly. Sometimes or often?”
“…… In fact, I do it quite often. About once every two days… , Yes….”
“Thank you for your cooperation.”
In addition to Budanju, Allen met several members of the Ingmar-Mercenary Corps and asked the same question. And all of them answered that they had frequent naughty dreams.
Finally, he went to his crew. To ask if you had a dirty dream last night.
“Oh, how did you know?”
“I also had a very violent dream. … Seapearl, my balls almost shrunk.”
“I have a similar experience.”
The result, unfortunately, was that three of the five male members had the same experience as Allen last night. …… The coincidence rate was too high to be mere coincidence.
It was only then that Allen understood roughly what the situation was like. Why did the blind saint Aude Nun not find any strings in Ingmar Danju….
Danju called the blind saint again and returned to his room. As soon as she entered her room and slammed the door on her, he cut off her front and back and said,
“He’s a minion of Dream Demon.”
“…… Yes?”
“The true identity of the demon. There is a very high possibility that he is a minion of the Dream Demon. A tribe that feeds on spirit in dreams.”
Nightmare. A demon that feeds on human spirit by stimulating the most basic instincts and absorbing the spirit.
However, the blind saintess had only vaguely heard of such a being, but she did not know the details. In the first place, knowledge related to demons is difficult to learn unless you are a major…. In that respect, Allen’s abundant knowledge is truly incomprehensible.
“That’s why I couldn’t find the line. They are beings that come and go through dreams. … In other words, it only connects when you dream.”
“Oh, I see… !”
“Of course my prediction could be wrong. So, come back at night. If Ingmar Danju falls asleep, then we will investigate again. … Whether my prediction is correct or not.”
Perhaps that is why the wizard who came to cure the demon disease returned without finding any clues. First of all, he can’t find any problems on the outside….
Of course, even if Allen was a minion of the Dream Demon, he had no prejudice that he would be weak. In the first place, the existence of the Witchbeast is an unexpected monster. In particular, since he grew up eating the energy of Ingmar Danju, the tiger of the north, it was impossible to guess how much of a tremendous existence he would have developed. … Still, it was a bit of luck that I found these clues.
…… Fucking my cock is your fault.
Allen was determined to get a very good price for her pricked cock from this wicked witch beast.
I will tell you clearly how terrifying the profiteering of Vermandois is.
