NOVEL NEXT Chapter 155
I’m not enough…
At those words from Yeriel…
There was no need to say who went first.
Only the damp and sticky… seductive sounds echoed in Psyche’s temple, in the private room.
Churp.
I spent a long time exploring her lips.
I kept blaming Yeriel for making it hard for me to hold back.
After a moment, as I tried to pull my face away from hers,
Hah…
Yeriel’s tongue followed mine as if it couldn’t let go.
With her body flushed, she twisted and coiled around me,
Gazing at me with a dreamy look that seemed like she was wishing for more.
I admired Yeriel’s reddened neck and tidied her pure white hair.
She was still beautiful.
Her fair and smooth skin, and the sorrowful gaze she showed only to me…
“Still not enough?”
“Mm-mm. Not enough… Not enough, Lev…”
“…”
“Because it’s not enough, quickly fill me, Lev… okay?”
Swish.
I gently brushed Yeriel’s hair as she pleaded, then leaned against the headboard of the bed.
“Come here.”
I lightly pulled her wrist, making her sit between my legs.
We ended up overlapping each other, looking in the same direction.
This sight was somewhat funny,
And when I chuckled, Yeriel spoke again, looking uneasy.
“I-I want to see Lev’s face…”
“…”
“I’m… I’m anxious…! Lev’s face…!”
In her eagerness to see my face, her body climbed halfway onto my thigh.
I explored her pouting lips once more.
?!
Our soft skin touched, sharing sultry breaths.
Chuu…
As our tongues tangled, Yeriel let out soft moans, wrapping her arms around my neck as if she wanted to taste me more.
And so we indulged in ecstasy.
There was a sense of conquest.
The feeling of taking the woman I liked,
And making this pure girl, who only devoted herself to me, mine,
Above all, was this secret lewd act in the residence of this saint that ought to be sacred and serene… Oh, the deep sense of betrayal.
After that, my hands moved according to instinct.
Swish.
Even the sound of my fingers brushing along Yeriel’s silk nightgown felt lewd.
Push…
“Hmm?”
‘Mmm…’
My fingers stretched out, squeezing her chest through the fabric.
That half-soft and firm feeling that could only be felt when touching over her clothes and underwear.
Chuu…
Whether she was aware of my naughty hand or not, Yeriel, blushing profusely, was only focused on our kissing.
Stop.
When I paused my tongue’s movements,
?!
Her closed eyes fluttered open,
“Ugh…!”
She whined, wanting me to move my tongue.
It was too cute and lovable.
I slowly pulled back and brought her back toward me, then slid down to her earlobe.
“Huh….”
Each time I stroked the back of her neck, Yeriel’s body lightly twitched, letting out sultry moans.
“Yeriel really likes lewd things.”
“…”
“Isn’t that so?”
“I like lewd things…”
“Right, right. Good girl.”
I returned the compliment I received when I was a fox back to Yeriel.
Gone were the days when she took care of me like a pretty and kind older sister; now, Yeriel had completely become a baby.
With a somewhat sulking voice, she looked up at me.
“But… only when it’s with Lev?”
“…That’s true.”
“What about Lev…?”
“Yeah, me too.”
“…Really?”
“I like you… Yeriel. Honestly.”
“Yeah! I like Lev too…”
Though it felt embarrassing to say, seeing how much Yeriel liked it… It seemed women were sensitive to such expressions.
“Oh, by the way, where has that little fox gone…?”
In her heated state, Yeriel seems to have completely forgotten about the fox.
It seems she still thinks I’m a dream…
“Yeriel, do you know?”
“Yeah…?”
“This isn’t a dream.”
“Eh…?”
Yeriel froze for a moment.
I slowly wrapped my legs around hers, which were spread in a V shape.
To keep them from closing.
“The baby fox, that’s me.”
“…Huh? Why would a fox raised by a saint… Lev…?”
Grrr! I’ll eat Yeriel up.
“Eh…? U-uh!”
I turned her neck toward me and kissed her.
Chuu…
Just a few minutes ago, Yeriel’s tongue play was inexperienced, but now it was quite familiar.
The atmosphere began to rise again.
“Uh…!”
Heated moans.
“Huh, ah…”
Warm breaths, huffs.
This might be a bit harsh for Yeriel, who is probably having her first experience…
But today, I had become a beast who lost his reason.
My left hand slipped under her nightgown.
?!
I felt a slight resistance from Yeriel’s body but didn’t mind.
Gently brushing over her prominent chest, I started to target her underneath.
…
Then, teasing just enough to keep her on edge,
“Whew…!”
I targeted the sensitive tip with my index finger.
“Lev… Lev… this… Ah…”
Even though my hands were well warmed up, Yeriel began to tremble all over, possibly because of the new sensations.
“It’s okay. Yeriel likes lewd things.”
“Mm-hm.”
“You said it was alright with me, right?”
“Uh… yeah…”
Yeriel’s gaze and pronunciation were a bit dreamy.
“Hold my hand…”
“Okay.”
With one hand, I clasped hers,
Pinch…
Persistently, I focused on the center of her being.
Huh…!
Ah…!
With each touch, Yeriel let out sultry sounds that stimulated my ears.
“Do you like it?”
“Y-yeah… I like it…”
“I enjoy it when it’s with Yeriel too.”
“…Uh-huh! It feels good…”
Yeriel panted as she gasped in my embrace.
‘…’
My gaze wandered to the shelfby the bed, where magic-related items were stored.
How did contraception work in this world…
As I pondered that insignificant reality,
Slither. Swoosh.
My left hand remained where it was, while my right hand began to glide down to her belly.
?!
As if predicting the next situation, Yeriel instinctively tensed.
“Wha…? Huh?”
Of course, that wasn’t going to happen.
My legs already blocked her movements completely.
“Lev… Lev…?”
“Sorry, I can’t hold back.”
This was foreplay with someone precious.
I wanted to make it last as long as possible.
As I heard Yeriel’s trembling voice…
My right hand slipped into her underwear.
Ding!
‘?’
[The surveillance level of ‘Lev Denec’ towards ‘Aria Bluebell’ has risen to 6.]
‘…Huh?’
Level 6?
At this hour?
*
In the Seongyeok of Hwangdo, Divine Grand Park.
Here, where the dawn sky and the sacred energy of the sanctuary intertwined.
“Psyche-nim…!”
“Aria…! Get behind me…!”
As the holy shield activated, Psyche immediately pulled Aria behind her.
‘We were too complacent…!’
As Psyche bit her lips and assessed the situation,
The one using silent magic revealed themselves.
“Heh, the saint really is the saint.”
?!
The assassin’s identity was… the guard I had met just moments ago.
“They were disguised as guards…!”
“Correct!”
Maclead Haisman said, showing the scroll he had used.
“What do you think? This new magic I developed. It’s perfect for assassination since it has no sound or magical traces?”
“Don’t waste my time with nonsense.”
“Eh?!”
“It’s going to be a long fight.”
The man who appeared next had scars from his mouth to his nose.
Despite it being a gruesome scar, the man’s appearance was quite handsome.
“Long fight, you say? If I do this…!”
Pip!
Once again, a soundless beam struck Psyche directly.
Shaaaah!
Psyche immediately cast a spell, establishing a holy barrier.
■…
With a dull, small sound, Maclead’s magic was nullified.
“This place is a holy sanctuary! Reveal your identity immediately…!”
“Oh? You managed to break such a barrier so easily…?”
Maclead was amazed, and Raikan began to explain.
“The saint’s holy magic specializes in protecting and saving others.”
“You mean it can’t inflict harm?”
“No, that’s not it. It’s sturdy, but the saint has no destructive magic to kill others.”
Maclead smiled as if he found it amusing.
“Aha… So if it becomes an attrition battle, I win?! Is that what you mean?”
Pivot, Pivot!
Once again, his magic was launched en masse toward Psyche.
■■!
“Wow! Nicely blocked~.”
While it was obviously blocked, each time it was, subtle changes appeared on Psyche’s face.
It was because she had just activated the sanctuary and was circulating her powers.
“Of course, even if that’s the case, there’s no guarantee we can kill the saint in a short time… But that girl right now is half-finished.”
According to Haisman’s emotion scroll, she had lost half her sacred power.
“So, the reason doesn’t matter; it’s a good time.”
“Well… then. The summary of what you’re saying is that we have until sunrise to drain the noble saint’s sacred power completely, right?”
“Correct.”
“Sounds simple. Shall we start playing now?”
“Hmm?”
Maclead walked forth in a playful manner, beginning to chatter.
“From now on, I will use random output magic. It might be a strong hit, or maybe a ridiculously weak non-attack can come out~. But it seems the saint has someone she needs to protect, yes?”
“She’s just a student unrelated to me! If you harm her…”
“Good. I won’t know how long you’ll last, but you must carefully distribute your holy powers to protect her, right?”
Crash.
“Oh?”
In that moment, along with a flash that couldn’t be seen, one of Maclead’s arms holding the scroll was severed.
“Gah! Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!!!”
‘A demon, perhaps…?’
As Maclead thrashed around, Raikan immediately drew his sword and infused it with aura.
“…Shut up and get behind me, kid.”
. . .
“This light… ”
Psyche knew.
Though she couldn’t track its split-second trajectory with her eyes…
It felt like the crossbow bolt from the gray-haired man she had seen in Pandemonium.
The difference was that it was fully infused with dark magic…
In this sanctuary, the demonic powers wouldn’t be able to fully manifest.
“Then, how…?”
Pee-ing!
?!
And once more, the red flash began to descend.