Chapter 49 – 4. Gynecology and Rare Earths (9)
Rom Dior was indeed a man who knew no lies. After just one night, Orianne, who had forgotten her worries and regained her composure, began talking while chewing on her schedule. He was surprised that his work schedule had already ended at noon, the busiest time of the day.
“Suddenly, I feel very relaxed. The clean-up of the last rebellion is slowly coming to an end…”
“Yes, until Antoine returns, you can spend your time relaxing while taking care of small business.”
“It’s lunch soon. Would you like to eat together?”
She asked, glancing at the grandfather clock across the desk in her office. She was so busy that she didn’t even have time to think about leisure, so it was difficult for her to rest. All she could think of was the little happiness of dining with her beloved knight.
“I appreciate the offer, but I have other work to do.”
“Okay? That’s too bad…”
“If your wife helps, I think it will be over quickly.”
Oriane, who lowered her head in a dejected voice, met Rome’s gaze again. In the place where the knight of the day disappeared, there was an owner who only appeared at night. He took a deep breath in and steadied her breath, making an expression he had never seen before.
“Even so, it’s about time.”
Called the invincible of the kingdom, she asked cautiously, as if she couldn’t help but be nervous.
“Do you believe me, madam?”
Oriane nodded her head up and down. She did it over and over again. That’s how strong her trust in Rome was. The hero who saved this territory from the group of rebels could have obtained everything in the frozen land, but he did not.
“I always have no doubts about Lord Dior.”
“Then there is something I would like to ask of you.”
“What is it?”
“… It is a declaration of war.”
Because all he wanted was the heart of a beautiful woman.
* * *
Mystics don’t sleep.
To them, dreams and the world after death are like new grounds for exploration. Because the vast unknown is the power to hold in your hands, wandering around every day. Lucienne, who had a row of occult tools that she seldom took out, blossomed the forbidden power at her fingertips.
“My lady, it is me.”
“Come in.”
Shapes of twinkling stars floated around in the dark bedroom. The flames swaying on the candlesticks danced blue and heightened the atmosphere. It was a technique to determine the future by dedicating the power of astronomy to a small space.
“How is your work?”
“It’s like a hateful holy month, so it’s been silent all day.”
“I really don’t know anything, so maybe it’s something like that?”
“The early stars know everything. Unless time has been rewinded, there’s no way that’s the case.”
Lucienne, who had been supporting her slightly in the air on the soft bed, soon came down to the ground. With her swaying gesture, her mysterious starlight was temporarily withdrawn, and she greeted her dear lady-in-waiting, her own same-sex lover.
“Are you eating?”
“Yeah, you haven’t been talking to me lately.”
Her françoise, neatly dressed in a maid’s uniform that fitted her body, pulled her large tray tightly to her chest. As she watched the naive and innocent woman worrying about me, her lust was strong, just like when she saw her mother.
“I prepared gratin. It is freshly cooked and hot. Come on, take a spoonful.”
“I’m sorry Bijou, but I’m more comfortable dealing with mysteries when I’m on an empty stomach.”
“It is already evening. And now you don’t have to do prophecies anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“Sir Dior calls me on the way and wants me to deliver this.”
A lovely maid set down a tray of food on a nearby table. She then took out one of her orbs of her, which she had tucked in her pocket of her apron, and she showed it. She was very meticulous in not handing it over, fearing that it might be under some kind of bad magic.
“It’s something that contains her own conditions of her. If I can tolerate coming out here, I will do as you wish from now on. At first, she was dubious, thinking that she might have contained some kind of curse, but surprisingly nothing was wrong.”
Lucienne, who twitched her eyebrows, placed her hand on her pillow and on her bedside her. It was to pick up the mistletoe that I had hidden in case of some kind of situation, my twig cane.
“Did you touch it first?”
“Yes, you taught me how to inspect simple magic tools before. There’s no way that would be the case, but I thought it might be dangerous, so I checked first.”
“They say being ignorant is brave.”
Pod! A beam of light from the tip of the tree branch floated the crystal ball in Françoise’s hand into the air. It was telekinesis, one of the elementary mysteries. An ordinary magician could only express a part of his power in her, and even that was a skill that was unstable and trembled like tremor.
“Never do that again. Kids like you, who only know one thing, are ignorant and fool around and become puppets after being seduced by magic.”
However, the winter stone of the north, Lucienne Lemoang’s telekinesis was on a different level.
“Fortunately, this is an ordinary crystal ball. Judging from the form of the inherent magic, it seems to be something specialized for playing certain videos, but since the worm couldn’t have made something like this by itself, it must have been airlifted from somewhere.”
Once she was able to lift weights dozens of times her physical strength. Even so, it was possible to make precise movements without any trembling, and it was possible to block even the activating of a curse-like power by an object containing resentment.
“Anyway, it’s not dangerous, is it?”
“Yes, and even if it is, it doesn’t matter. My telekinesis isn’t just floating, it’s a sealing technique that breaks the gap between dimensions. Even if it explodes right away, we won’t even feel the aftermath.”
Lucienne gently waved the tip of her wand her. Then, the mistletoe twig contained the owner’s mana in the beam of light I was exhaling and transmitted it. It was to see how it works after injecting power into the crystal ball.
“Would you like to see where you put what?”
As if to prove why the sphere was given the name Baekseok, it emitted white light as it whirled around in the air. At first, I changed the background of the Marquis Marquis’s bedroom as if it were a different space, then slowly added characters. So, I finally completed the memories I had inside and began to reflect them.
“… ?”
And the two who hesitated stood still. It was because of a certain woman who appeared in the crystal ball that was conveying her voice with a rustling sound. With her modulated voice and exquisite composition, she could only be seen around her mouth her, but she was definitely a beauty.
Just looking at her voluptuous body her underneath her gorgeous underwear her, her off-white color her was very prominent.
“Now, where shall we begin?”
“Yes, yes…”
“First, greetings.”
“Seo, the first cockhouse favored by Seo-Bang greets you today…”
The space contained in the video was a certain room in Lemoang Fortress. There was no doubt that the owner of the voice he heard was reminiscent of Rom Dior. However, it was difficult to guess the identity of a woman just by looking at her identity.
“You should tell me your name.”
“Yeah, that’s a secret…”
The knight sitting in the chair half-naked grinned. The woman he reflected was like that, and she was showing a very polite attitude, perhaps because she was well educated. Even when she stood still, she made a cute heart shape on her lower belly, as if to show her respect for her, and when she snapped her fingers, she immediately assumed a shameful posture, revealing her armpits and beechette, which she ought to have hidden.
“It’s such a difficult situation, didn’t you say you would help me?”
“But to show others…”
“You say you don’t doubt it.”
“Dae, I’ll work hard instead, so please watch…”
Lucienne frowned. It was because she felt that her knight’s taste her, which was like a thorn in her eye her, resembled her own her. Her voluptuous womanhood was indeed sadistic, and it induced complex moods of self-loathing.
“What are you going to work hard on?”
“To help tell the story of the woman who disobeyed the West…”
“How specifically?”
Instead of answering, the woman began to take off her clothes and quickly folded them up nicely. She came up to him, knelt down in front of him, and laid all of her clothes on her, including her undergarments on her, neatly under the soles of her feet on her.
It meant to use the thing I was wearing as a rug for your feet.
“I will show off my service with sincerity…”
Despite her reduced height, all she could see was still the bottom of her lips. Throwing her arms back, the woman who had suppressed herself without her restraints buried her face her. She pulled down her underwear her, which had been hidden behind Rom’s pants her, with only her lips her, and took out the object that jumped out.
“The joy of being a fucking house…”
She looked up at the phallus as if worshiping it, and she added before long.
“You’ve been waiting for a long time, Mr. Seo?”
“It’s okay.”
“Ah, then I will politely kiss you to enjoy the mouth of the cock dripper… ” …”
A shrieking sound echoed through the room. The kiss was so vulgar that it was difficult to bear it any longer. It was the same for all the knights who boasted of their large male organs and the females who worshiped them.
Lucienne bit her lip softly.
The craving for decadent pleasures is also one of the necessary virtues of an occultist. However, the Winter Stone of the North had quite a noble affection, and that is why no one touched it except here Françoise and her mother her, the target of her life her.
“My lady, I don’t think I need to see this anymore. It must be the prostitute I saw in the men’s room before. It must be an outright mockery. Don’t be in business for nothing, just tell your mother and be wise…”
“Bijou.”
So, did she feel ashamed of rom’s video?
“Anyway, you’re shutting up now.”
No, Lucienne Lemoang was getting excited. And even after she realized that fact, she felt no shame.
She had no choice but to do so.
Because the Lady of the Marquis knows everything about the mother who gave birth to me. Starting from a simple hobby, I memorize everything from the circumference of my chest, waist and hips to the number of hairs, as well as the books I am reading these days.
Moles near the mouth and breasts?
It knows the menstrual cycle and even the date of ovulation. I even figure out how much to insert my finger to reach the cervix.
It was renewed every month, and since killing Gerard, it has never been missed.
So, although belatedly, Lucienne was able to recognize the woman in the video.
“Because that’s my mother you’re talking about.”
She snapped, broke her wand, and was struck by her furious eyes her.
“Yes, Romuald.”
There was no way she could tolerate it.
“This is your answer…”
Because this was a declaration of war.
