Are you crazy?!Mr. Orico, I am very grateful for your protection of me so much, but don’t be so impulsive because of that person’s rude words!Cancel the duel as soon as possible. I have been in the kiss of Rose for so long. Those insults have long been used to me. Please don't put yourself in danger because of this...
Istanza's eyes were red and he helped the trembling gem merchant up from the ground.
No, now you are my fiancée, I can’t watch others bully you and do nothing.Although I should and should not win, at least I should let him know that even a strong man in heaven is not qualified to say that Miss Isha.Hiss~...Why did I feel so cold just now that I can't move, but now it's much better...
Orico said to Istansha seriously, rubbing his hands. For some reason, he was sweating, but he just felt chill all over.
...Don't be stupid. Do you want to pass this duel, no matter how you win or lose, just let Tirami know that you have the courage and determination to protect me?But do you really think that even if you lose this duel, you will still be honored even if you lose?Do you think that a big man like the brave man of heaven will not bother to hurt you at all. If you give you a little lesson, you will stop?Do you know why you felt cold just now?It’s not that the fire in the house is not strong enough, nor that you are catching a cold, but that you are locked in by his murderous aura just now!That Tirami really wants to kill you!Do you understand!?You have never killed anyone, so you will only feel cold simply, but I have killed many creatures and are so familiar with this breath.
He is absolutely, absolutely, he wants to kill you... So, I beg you to cancel the duel, and I will leave immediately, and I will not drag you down again. These days... thanks to your care, I am very...
Istansha finally didn't want Orico to die because of herself, so she wanted to try to stop this duel that would definitely be a death.
When the Great Demon King discovered Tirami's murderous intent just now, he wanted to teach a lesson to the human brave man who wanted to commit murder, but found that Tirami's murderous aura was pointing at the gem merchant, and did not pose any threat to him. Therefore, his body, which did not feel the threat and did not have any anger, was still in the masochistic state mode of the silly female toilet that made her collapse, and could not raise any strength to beat him.
The murderous intent released by Tirami is so obvious that the brave man obviously does not think that Istansha, who is deeply restrained in his body, and Orico, who has no power at all, can feel that he is going to kill someone.
But I don’t know that regardless of the strength of his most powerful human being or the murderous aura accumulated over the years of fighting and killing, it is not worth mentioning for any skill that is close to the nuclear bomb and carrying about hundreds of thousands of lives on his body.
In fact, Istansha, whose strength is growing day by day, has no longer threatened her in the plane of Sakya Ranka, so she cannot resist all human violations and humiliation.
Under this premise, only when the female devil is completely angry about something can she barely exert some of the strength of her body.
...Uh, he won't really kill me... You deliberately scare me to prevent me from taking risks, right?
The fat businessman asked with a shiver face.
Istansha shook her head with a wry smile, ignored him, and turned around and left the hall.
The setting sun at dusk reflected Tirami's agile and upright body a little lonely. The strongest man in humans, standing with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed, was waiting for the ridiculous duel in the maple forest outside the gem merchant Orico manor.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised his lips, and said with a chuckling: Why, he regrets it, he dared not come out, so he gave you to me?
Yes, after all, the difference in strength between you is too great... I'll go with you, the duel has been cancelled...
Istansha sighed and whispered in a low voice as she accepted her fate.
In the end, she couldn't bear to let the fat businessman who had always treated her sincerely and died because of this, so she decided to give up her persistence and temporarily surrender to the man in front of her.
Humph, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're dressed more beautifully... If I hadn't known your identity, I would have thought that the princess or queen of which country was standing in front of me~.
It’s hard to imagine that such a beautiful and noble woman was a lewd prostitute a few days ago...
Tirami turned around and looked at Istanza, who was coated with a light golden halo by the afterglow of the sunset. After two seconds of being stunned, he said to her in a sarcastic tone.
Tirami reached out and gently stroked the long hair hanging from Istan's temples, and used his fingers to slide the female devil's smooth and tender cheeks. The wonderful touch from his fingers still made him intoxicated and angry, but he could not really hate the beautiful woman in front of him who gave him a special feeling.
He also had to admit that Istansha, wearing a gorgeous formal dress, was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off her eyes. Even compared with her wife, she was definitely not inferior, and her sexyness was even higher. Such beauty was indeed enough to make men in the world crazy.
...I have left the brothel and am no longer a prostitute. Please respect me...
Istanza said calmly with a expressionless face.
In her heart, Tirami's despicable tone that emphasized her former identity from time to time made her healing sores start to sting again.
Humph, what?Feel ashamed, don’t you want someone to mention it?I just proudly announced to me that you are the fiancée of the businessman. So, what is your identity now?
Istansha's alienated attitude naturally aroused Tirami's dissatisfaction. He felt that it was necessary to break Istansha's self-esteem and reserve, so that the other party could completely correct his mentality and always be an obedient pet.
...I am Lord Tirami's slave...
Istansha said humiliatedly with her head down.
This kind of bullying in a completely normal and completely awake state made her feel very ashamed. Her special emotions towards Tirami made her always hope that the other party could respect her.
But this small wish now seems out of reach.
Well, it's very good... But it's wrong for the slave to dress so silly. The bed slave cannot wear clothes without the permission of his master~...
Tirami smiled evilly and further trampled on the dignity of the female devil.
I will take it off when I get to your place and stop wearing these clothes... It's very cold here...
Istansha bit her lips and whispered, "She didn't lie, and at this moment she really felt cold.
Take it off, don't let your master say it again...
Although Tirami felt distressed by the grievance and pity on Istanza's face, he decided to let the woman in front of him learn to obey all his requirements before finding ways to make up for the harm he caused to him now.
Istansha suddenly fell silent because Tirami's domineeringness and rudeness had already caused a trace of resentment from the irritable anger of her soul.
This negative emotion directly leads to a sign of recovery of the body's strength from the long sleep.
The female devil raised her head and looked at Tirami, who was gradually frowning because of her disobedience. At the same time, she silently said to herself: You guy, if you continue to do this, your dad, I will be really anxious. Don't force me anymore. I will beat you to death when I get angry. I will beat you to death. It's very cruel...
……you!How dare you look at me with this kind of eyes!
The brave Tirami roared loudly with a little anger.
As the strongest man in mankind, he rarely has such a loss of composure.
Because for a moment just now, Tirami seemed to feel like she was swallowed by hot blood, and what followed was the biting coldness that appeared on her spine.
He didn't know why this illusion suddenly appeared that could make him, the strong man at the peak of the world, was creepy, but when Tirami thought about where this feeling came from, he found that he had subconsciously taken two steps back without realizing it.
And the red-haired woman in front of him was staring at him with a look that made him very uneasy.
Tirami didn't know that the suffocating horror and despair was not a false illusion, but his instinctive reaction to fatal danger as a peerless powerful man.
Just as Orico was cold not long ago because of the strong murderous aura emitted by Tirami, who had been through many battles and had his hands covered with blood from powerful enemies, Tirami was also frightened by the trace of resentment revealed by the great devil Istansha, who had destroyed countless races and slaughtered countless creatures.
It was different from when the two met for the first time. At this time, the gap between them became even bigger, so big that he could not imagine it at all.
Woo~…!
Finally, Tirami could not bear Istansha's cold gaze. He walked forward with annoyance, forcibly hugging Istansha into his arms like a sworn ownership, lowered his head, kissed Istansha's seductive red lips hard while the other party was stunned and grinded and bittened.
The sweet taste of the red-haired woman's lips and tongue made Tirami's angry revenge at the beginning quickly evolve into an obsessed and intoxicated request.
The female devil was once again destined to be the delicious taste in a man's mouth under the brave's superb kissing skills, and her body collapsed in the other person's arms and let him pick it.
Only a series of breath and moans that were so painful that they were left in my mouth.
Humph... Isn't it better to be like this long ago? I just looked inviolable, but I'm not going to be obedient for me yet...
The tempting sweet taste of the beauties in their arms, and the soft touch of their slim body and the twisting soft touch instantly washed away the doubts in the heart of the brave.
The end of this long kiss that almost took away all Istansha's breathing ability, he looked at the waves of light and water in the narrow narrow eyes of the red-haired woman without blinking. The feeling of intimacy that appeared again in the softest part of her heart, accompanied by the primitive desire intertwined and brought him an infatuation and desire for this red-haired woman.
Istansha, who was kissed, was also involuntarily moved. She was so weak that she could only be honestly controlled in Tirami's arms.
Since I promised to be your slave, of course I will go back with you obediently, so let's leave now?
Istansha sighed secretly. Her lewd body really had no resistance to Tirami's invasion.
The kiss just now had already made the honey juice secreted from her panties soaked in her panties and flowed along the base of her thighs to the black silk suspender stockings inside her skirt.
The female devil could only try to calm her emotions, secretly tightened her legs, and changed from pushing and refusing to holding her back and hugging her, approaching Tirami's face, and whispered in her ear.
Time is tight, and Istansha must lead Tirami away from here as soon as possible, because the stupid and ridiculous fat man who is overestimating himself has come to this place.
Because she could clearly hear the friction of the thick armor worn by Orico, the rapid breathing of the fat armor owner, and the more obvious heavy footsteps, and all of this was a movement that Tirami, the brave, had not sensed.
This fool actually came to the duel... No, I must stop this ridiculous duel that shouldn't exist...
Although she had a premonition, when the tragedy was about to happen, the great devil realized clearly that she had to save all this as soon as possible. She thought in panic in her heart, wrapped around Tirami's arm, twisted her body gently against the other party, and rubbed her plump flesh balls repeatedly against the brave's body.
Using body movements and sensitive parts to tease and stimulate men is a common method for prostitutes to attract customers. For Istansha, who has been working as a prostitute for more than a year, this trick is naturally easy to use.
OK ~ Master, take me away quickly~ It's dark and cold here, let's go and find a comfortable place to spend the night... It's so itchy there~...
Although as the fat businessman approached, she was already a little anxious, the face of Istansha, who had already learned how to hide her emotions, did not change at all. While whispering softly in Tirami's ears, she actually pulled Tirami's right hand and reached into the bottom of her skirt to touch her wet and hot private parts that were secreting love juice.
...I am really a woman who makes it difficult for me to hold on to myself. I am afraid that no man in the world will refuse such an invitation. I am very satisfied with your words. I will always maintain this tone in the future and say more to me..Of course, if it is the truth, it will be more perfect...
Tirami pinched Istansha's delicate chin with his left hand, forced the other party to look at him, and gently applied the honey liquid stained on his fingers to the rosy lips of the female devil's rosy lips with his right hand, and said in a low voice with a smile.
For a moment, he was almost captured by Istansha's sudden seduction, but then he immediately became suspicious: the contrast between this woman's attitude towards him was too great, what made her suddenly change.
When Tirami temporarily restrained the desire aroused by the lust of the great devil, and after calming down, he quickly noticed the approaching aura in the distance. The very smart human brave man immediately realized the reason why Istansha did this...
An unprecedented anger burned again, and under Tirami's smile was a volcano on the verge of eruption.
With his words, the panic flashed across Istanza's beautiful and enchanting face in the blue eyes of the brave sea finally reflected.
This further confirms Tirami's guess and inference: This damn woman!It turned out to obey me to protect the ugly and dirty pig!Could it be that she really likes that vulgar and lowly businessman...No, no!She is mine!She can only like me!
Dear, my dear ~, what are you talking about?... Of course, what I say is the truth. I really want to be your female slave. Is the griffin over there yours?That's great, I haven't sat on that kind of thing yet~ Let's go quickly, I don't want to stay here for a second...
Istansha finally couldn't keep the false softness, and she said with a pale smile.
He couldn't wait to pull Tirami's robe and walk towards the huge griffin in Misilian armor not far away.
Don't worry, my dear baby Isa... Your master has an agreed duel to be completed... Look, your so-called fiancé is here just now, hoho ho... I really admire his courage...
Tirami waved his hand to stop Istansha's pull, raised his chin to signal the other party to look behind him, and from the mottled twilight that the setting sun drifted between the cracks of the woods, Orico's extremely slim figure gradually appeared in that direction.
Listen to me, I promise you all your requests, and I will always listen to you in the future. I just ask you not to have any duels again.You and I know that he does not threaten you at all. This duel is meaningless. Since you have got me, then, wouldn’t it be better to take me away now?
Istansha took a deep breath and begged to the brave in a calm tone.
…Always obedient?Well... what did I ask you to do just now?
Tirami squinted at Istansha and whispered to him in a mocking tone.
The brave man who has been controlled by the negative emotions in his heart is brewing a more severe punishment for this red-haired woman who betrayed her.
He now wants to see how much Istansha can do for the humble reptile who dares to compete with him for women.
With a wave of his hand, Istansha took off the luxurious dress without hesitation, and in the playful look of Tirami staring at her thin underwear, she continued to grit her teeth and pull off the last shame objects. Her round and towering breasts and her smooth and hairless portal once again showed her naked in front of the man who took away her virginity and repeatedly humiliated her.
Is it always satisfactory?Can we leave now?
In the cold wind of early winter in the north, Istansha was naked, not caring about covering up the most private parts of the woman with her hands. She grabbed Tirami's arm again, and urged the other party to leave here with a trembling voice.
The gem merchant who had already discovered the abnormal situation here behind him was running towards the two of them, shouting the name of the female devil.
What an obedient female slave, but it seems not good to leave like this...
Tirami took Istan Sarah into his arms, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face. He hooked his fingers to the breast ring on the big devil's chest and rubbed it and said slowly and softly.
Seeing that Istansha gave up all reserve and self-esteem to cater to himself in order to protect the ugly businessman as ugly as a pig, the jealousy in her chest almost made it difficult for Tirami to maintain his usual graceful smile.
Don't...I, I beg you...Master, let him go...I will always be your slave...I will always listen to you...
Due to the arrival of the merchant, Istansha, who was already anxious and uneasy, was careless and completely lost the power of struggle and resistance because Tirami had grabbed the fatal weakness of her chest.
In desperation, the female devil had to quickly squeeze out a large number of crocodile tears and begged Tirami in tears.
After staying in the human world for a long time, Istansha naturally learned the performance skills unique to those women.
...It's such a great love, so... I can't bear to let you and your fiancé leave without saying goodbye...
Seeing Tirami, who showed her tearful and helpless look for the first time in her arms, could no longer laugh, the complex emotions mixed with Nine-point anger and apprehension made his voice become gloomy and low, and the cold murderous intent in his blue eyes looking at the direction of the gem merchant could no longer be concealed.
The tears of the Great Demon King not only failed to touch Tirami, but instead increased his hatred for his rival.
... Istansha instantly felt the murderous aura that was better than before on Tirami's body. Now she couldn't help but feel that even if she had no eggs, it hurts.
The great devil whose body was completely controlled by the brave man could only bit his lips and close his eyes in despair, allowing the big tears to slide down his pretty face. Istansha was really crying now, crying while complaining silently in her heart. I bought a watch last year, who said that women's tears are the best weapon to deal with men, and who said that as long as a woman cries, men will become soft-hearted..
Damn, you fucked me, I promise not to beat you to death...
Let her go!This is a matter between men and has nothing to do with women!Miss Isha, what's wrong with you!?
Orico, wearing a golden armor with exaggerated shape and a surface of various gemstones, finally ran to the two of them panting.
He saw his beloved woman being naked and being held captive by the so-called greatest hero in the human world. Heartbreaking tears were slid across the red-haired woman's beautiful face. The timid and cowardly gem merchant finally forgot his fear. He pulled out a gorgeous long sword from his waist, pointing to Tirami and shouting loudly.
Looking at the domineering combat outfit of the gem merchant, both Tirami and Istansha felt speechless unanimously; although the armor made of high-purity gold is extremely expensive, it does not have any defensive bonus except for greatly limiting the wearer's movement speed.
The long swords made of gold are also rich equipment that match the armor. They are all precious works of art that are not useful and will be broken when touched.
Uh... he is serious, right?
Tirami asked with some eyes twitching.
OK, probably... not right!This is not important, that, Mr. Orico, I have decided to be the slave of Lord Tirami and leave here with my master... Thank you for your care for me all the time. I will definitely pay you back the money you owe you in the future. In addition, the duel between you has been cancelled, you don’t have to worry about me anymore, go back quickly.
Istansha, who reacted, immediately tried to stop the foolish behavior of the gem merchant and tried not to give Tirami the chance to hurt the other party.
no!I don't agree!Miss Isa finally recovered from her freedom and could not become someone else's female slave again!Even Lord Tirami has no right to do this!
Orico stared at the terrible opponent in front of him without fear and shouted angrily.
Enough!This is all my voluntary!I like Lord Tirami, you don’t have to worry about my affairs. Now, please leave immediately!
Istanza, who was amused and crying, kept winking at the gem merchant who suddenly began to have a secondary disease, interrupting Orico's words, preventing him from continuing to stimulate the jealous and possessive guy around him, who was ruthless and cruel.
...Hoho, my baby Isa is really smart and gentle... To protect this idiot, hum... Well, although it is all lies, it still makes me very happy. So I will let him go this time... Hum, killing him will only shame my sword.
After hearing Istansha say that she likes me, even if it might be just a perfunctory lie, Tirami felt a little better. As a justice camp, he actually didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. But for some reason, his strange obsession with Istansha made Tirami lose his ability to control himself several times.
As he said this, the brave man did not look at Orico again, picked up Istanza, locked his prey in his arms, and turned around and left.
Wait, wait a moment!Miss Isa...you, do you really like this Lord Tirami?If you really like him, why do you still have tears on your face?
Orico stopped in front of Tirami, and asked seriously at Istansha who was hugged by his princess in front of her chest as the brave man looked more and more dangerously.
Me, I shed tears because of my happiness. There is no need to worry at all. I will definitely be very happy with Lord Brave in the future...
In order to reassure the gem merchant, Istansha gave him a smile, but the smile was a little bitter, and even there was still crystal clear overflowing in his narrowed eyes.
OK, then Lord Tirami, can I ask you two questions?
Orico, who had always been unsightly, suddenly seemed to feel Istansha's mood at this moment, and also understood the persistence and pride hidden by this beloved red-haired woman.
Tirami, who frowned due to impatience, finally nodded gently to Orico for signing.
The first question is, dear Lord Tirami, do you like Miss Isa too?
The gem merchant took a deep breath, looked straight into the brave man's eyes, and asked calmly.
Of course, this is the reason why I came to Agarik again to find her. I want her to be with me forever in the future...
After saying that, Tirami, who was proud, deliberately lowered his head and kissed Istansha's forehead lightly.
OK, then the second question is whether you will make Miss Isa your wife like me and guarantee her freedom.
Orico felt that Tirami seemed to have a special relationship with Istansha, and he also believed that the handsome and powerful human bravery was more compatible with his beloved Miss Istansha.
But the gem merchant still insisted that Istansha should be respected and cared for, and could not be the female slave used by others to vent her desires. She deserves to be loved by others wholeheartedly.
Humph, you don’t need to worry about my affairs. My wife is the eldest princess of the Ibis Empire. This prostitute who just lived as your fiancée is certainly not qualified to be my Lord Tirami’s wife. As her identity, she is only worthy of being a bed slave who uses her body to please me.
Tirami, who was quite embarrassed by this question, replied in a little annoyed and embarrassed manner.
This is how people are. The more they cannot do something, the less they are, the less they are willing to mention it.
Another brave man who said the wrong thing because he lost his calmness clearly felt Istansha's body stiffen in his arms.
He was a little afraid to look at the face of the woman in his arms, so he could only pretend to be innocent and hugged the female devil king and continued to walk towards his mount, griffin, not far away.
stop!Our duel must go!Because you are not worthy of Miss Isha, unless I die, I will never let you take her away!
Orico clumsily blocked Tirami's way again. He could not see any fear or hesitation in his eyes again. He pointed the sword in his hand directly in front of Tirami's chest and said firmly to the brave in a tone with no room for turning.
Although the gem merchant has an ugly and ordinary appearance, he has an impure soul that others cannot reach.
He could feel the complex love-hate relationship between Istansha and Tirami, so he really planned to let go in order to get happiness from his sweetheart and entrust Istansha to Tirami.
He also knew the sadness and loss of Istansha when he was despised and humiliated by the person he liked. He believed that even a hero who was noble and brave, he had no right to trample on the dignity of others at will, especially this beautiful woman whom he regarded as a priceless treasure.
In Orico's naive world, both parties who love should be equal, and are by no means the kind of alms and sloppy in the name of love.
So he made an unattainable decision, which was to tell Tirami through this duel that Miss Isa is a woman worthy of anyone's life to protect, and that no one should be slandered.
...Do you really want to die so much?
Tirami's brows became tighter and tighter. The soft and delicate body of the woman in her arms had completely aroused his desire. She was about to bring the spoils she received to find a human brave man who had nowhere to deal with it first. She was increasingly losing patience with the repeated and repeated acts of death by the gem merchant.
If it weren't for the wrong thing just now and scruples of Istansha's mood, he would have kicked the short and fat man in front of him to death.
The anxious search for several days also allowed Tirami to face up to the fact that he liked the red-haired woman in his arms very much. In any case, he did not want to always see Istansha's sad look.
Mr. Orico, haven’t I said it very clearly just now. I like Lord Tirami and voluntarily become his female slave. This matter has nothing to do with you. Please don’t interfere with us and leave here immediately. Haven’t you promised me to listen to me in everything in the future?
Although Istansha cooperated with Tirami's princess hug, she wrapped her arms around the brave's neck, leaned gently into the other person's arms, and turned her head to try to make a disgusting expression at Orico.
But the tears dripping from his chin made the gem merchant heartbroken, and even more determined.
It also made Tirami, who had always focused on her, even more angry. The proud human brave men could not tolerate their women crying for other men.
Miss Isa... Sorry, I can't listen to you this time... Lord Tirami, if I win this duel, please don't continue to pester Miss Isa and apologize for your rude words to her not long ago.If...I lose, Miss Isha can follow you, but please respect her...
Orico's duel declaration is more like explaining the funeral.
At this time, even the brutal and evil demon king couldn't help it, and turned his head and buried his face in the brave's chest and cried silently.
Istansha, who wanted to struggle to stop this duel, finally couldn't get rid of Tirami's finger that hooked her breast ring. She gave up in despair and no longer made any resistance choice to close her eyes to escape everything.
Tirami also moved to put away his contempt and nodded slightly at Orico to show his approval.
The last light of the setting sun finally disappeared at the far end of the mountains. The gem merchant Orico roared and raised his sword to slash Tirami's arm. Orico, who had received some sword training, had this basic chopping action in place. He wanted to attack Tirami's arm to urge his opponent to let go of Istansha's hostage, and then Miss Isa, who was trying to cover him up, escape.
But the naive gem merchant obviously ignored the huge gap between him and his opponent. Faced with Orico's slash, which was not worth mentioning in speed or strength, Tirami kept moving and only lifted up the fighting armor when the blade was about to touch his arm.
The light golden fighting spirit visible to the naked eye hit the ornate sword of the gem merchant. With a crisp sound, the sword was shaken into two pieces. The flashing broken sword blade passed through the gaps in Orico's neck armor at a speed several times faster than before, and swirled into the depths of the woods.
The gem merchant, who was still in the sword-like posture, looked at the half-broken sword in his hand in disbelief and slowly lay down to the ground.
A burst of crisp and weird hissing sound came from the neck, and the blood burst out quickly spread out in the white snow on the ground through the golden armor, like a bright red poppy blooming on a white canvas.
The big neck artery of the gem merchant who overestimated his ability was cut off by the broken weapon fragments he had broken. The wound caused by the broken sword with Tirami Dou Qi after rebounding could not be cured at all. Orico could only wait for the arrival of death after the blood was exhausted.
Master, please let me go and let me spend these last few minutes with him?
In the end, Istansha, who could not stop anything, begged softly in Tirami's ear.
... Tirami unleashed Istansha and took off her cloak to cover the woman's trembling naked body.
After killing this vulnerable rival, jealousy and anger dissipated with the opponent's rapid death.
Looking at the lonely and bleak back of the red-haired woman in the cold wind in the dusk, the sour pity and the stinging pain in her heart finally made Tirami regain his reason.
You won't forgive me for a long time... Sorry, I really can't help but be jealous of this man who has your smile. Everything about you can only belong to me... In the future, I will double my compensation and will never let you leave me...
Tirami thought this way and was determined to protect his beloved for his life like Orico.
Ahem... Sorry, Miss Isa, I'm so useless...
The gem merchant, whose blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, looked at Istansha who was kneeling beside him and pulled out a weak and a bit awkward smile.
Now I know I'm useless?What have you been doing?You are disobedient and deserve it. Look at your blood-spraying speed. You can see that you have high blood pressure. You must remember to exercise more in the next life, but don’t be so fat... He just takes me away if he wants to take me away. Anyway, it’s not the same place. Can you stand up?I tell you that even if you do this, I won’t thank you… You said you don’t want to live anymore, or are you seeking death…
Istansha reached out to pinch the fat on Orico's face, and talked about those irrelevant nonsense, big tears rolling down into the dust.
Don't cry, Miss Isha, it won't look good when you cry... If there is really a next life, I will definitely find you, hoping to be with Miss Isha forever... It's best not to look so ugly..
So unworthy of Miss Isa... I really want to become a powerful and handsome person like Lord Tirami.
...But I will not treat you like him, I will always respect Miss Isa...
On his deathbed, the gem merchant finally had a little important role, and lying on the ground really explained a lot of last words.
As the blood gradually dried up, Orico's voice finally became lower and lower, and a paleness that heralded death appeared on his fat face.
As he said that, Orico struggled to take off the armor from his arm, took out an old square box from the space ring, and handed it to Istansha.
This is the most precious gem passed down from my family... My grandfather told me that it is a priceless treasure and can only be inlaid on the crown... I will give it to you... If one day...
Before leaving, Orico knew that he was probably in danger, and even took out all the treasures he passed down from his ancestors.
In fact, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to give this gem to Istansha because he felt that the gem seemed very compatible with Istansha.
...Okay, you talk a lot of nonsense... Instead of dying in pain like this, I might as well help you...
Istansha said with a tearful smile, possessing herself and kissing the gem merchant’s forehead.
Then he tore open the neck protection part of the other party's golden armor, just like tearing a page of thin paper.
He picked up the half-broken sword in Orico's hand and pierced it into Orico's throat very skillfully, ending his last breath of breath.
Tirami next to him looked at Istansha with a complicated face and finished all this. The red-haired woman who made him feel moved seemed weak and delicate, but she had the coldness and decisiveness of a man.
At this time, Tirami could already determine that the graceful back of the woman in front of her, which was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes open, must be hidden in countless unknown secrets.
It attracted him to explore and discover, and the clear and vague sense of familiarity could even make his soul throbbed.
The feeling was like a person standing in front of him, but he seemed to be separated from him in a world, giving him a kind of paranoid possessive desire to never let go since he saw it.
Since the first time I saw this prostitute named Isa, Tirami found that everything about him was a little messed up, and strange and incomprehensible things appeared on him all the time.
For example, he looked at the woman who was kneeling silently in the snow, gently rubbing the forehead of the jewel merchant's corpse with his hands, as if he was praying for something, and wanted to walk over and wipe away the tears on her face, and wanted to embrace her into her arms to soothe her frown, but he could not take a step. In the dark, something seemed to shock his soul, making the brave unable to move for a while.
I can only let my heart cherish the pity like a tightening net, causing my heart to hurt.
Tirami discovered for the first time that a woman could be so attractive to cry. In his impression, the shock and dumbness of this red-haired woman at the moment of first meeting at the banquet once amazed him, and the stubbornness and indifference later successfully attracted his always calm emotions. Later, the woman's complacent after the prank succeeded, misunderstood that she would marry her, the loss and embarrassment after learning the truth, the ultimate confusion and fatal sensory experience in lewdness and lust when she went to bed with her all made him indulge in it and unable to extricate himself.
Tirami couldn't help but realize that there is probably the most rare beauty in the world, that kind of beauty is very beautiful in any state.
In the soul plane that mortals cannot see, because there is no strong strength and mental power, Orico floats away from his corpse's pure soul, and his consciousness and memory during his lifetime are beginning to gradually return to chaos.
The gem merchant did not know where his soul would return, so he had to wait in this gray soul world in confusion. Yes, waiting seemed to be guided by some guidance. Orico's soul, which exuded a faint white halo, was silent without a trace of restlessness.
Soon, a golden illusion cut through the eternal gray haze of the soul world. From the sky, the pure power of holy light projected and fell to this world from the passage opened in the sky above.
In a light, four celestial messengers swinging silver wings made of sliver of holy power slowly descended from the Goddess of Life. They were the will of the goddess of life to extradite the extremely rare, pollution-free souls born in this dirty human world to enter the world of God. God will give it a new body, and Orico will be fortunate to become the eternal life body serving God.
The four angels sang pleasant hymns composed of unknown notes, each stretched out one hand and sprinkled ribbons made of golden light, lingering around Orico's soul.
With the pull of the power of light, the weak soul of the gem merchant was like stepping onto a ladder to the sky, and began to slowly fly towards the entrance opened by the divine realm.
But the soul only flew less than 20 meters, and suddenly a hole was torn into the void of the soul world. A huge magic claw that rose with ash gas, burned with dark red fire, and strange black lightning burst out from the surface from time to time reached out from the crack, snatching the soul of the gem merchant into his hand.
As the demon claws passed, the golden ribbon instantly dissipated and then, the terrifying huge body of the soul body of the Demon King appeared in this soul world with the sky-sooning demon flames and thick smoke.
The hymns chanted by the angels in the sky stopped after the soul of the demon king appeared. The angels let out shrill screams, and they flew high in panic, without any hesitation.
Istansha's soul body grinned and sprayed a black gas at the golden halo in the sky. The black gas grew from small to large, and in an instant it became a covering of the sky. Not only did it directly dissolve and swallow the four angels, but it also annihilated the opening entrance of the divine realm.
In an instant, there was no more light in the gray soul world, and only the desperate darkness enveloped everything.
At this moment, countless wandering ghosts around were swallowed and absorbed by this dark world, becoming food and nutrients for the soul of the Great Demon King.
You are... Miss Isa!?
Orico's soul was held in his hands by the demon soul, which was different from treating Brey. This time, the gem merchant not only did not feel any discomfort, but his own sense of autonomy began to become muddy in his soul, but at this time he became solid and awake.
The thorough and flawless soul immediately sensed the extremely familiar feeling of this seemingly terrifying demon but brought him warmth; the huge soul containing infinite power was like a suppressed volcano.
So Orico couldn't help but shout.
Oh~, little fat guy, you are so awesome. Can you recognize me like this?
Istansha's sarcastic voice was like in the soul world, and the sudden thunder in her ears was as frightening as the thunder in her ears. She threw the tiny soul of Orico in her palm, opened her mouth and blew, and a stream of black and gray gas emitting a rotten stench was floating in the air with the white soul of the gem merchant.
Uh... OK, it's so uncomfortable, Miss Isa stop playing... How could your soul appear here?Could it be...you are dead too?
Orico was crippled and was blown in the air so that he could not stop at all, but he was almost fainted by the disgusting smell.
Huh~~...Don't talk nonsense, what is my identity?Humph, I can't even die if the whole universe is dead... I'm not here for you~ Huh~... Didn't you agree to give me your soul?It's too late to regret now. I'm going to swallow your soul soon~ and then help you realize all your wishes...
Istansha said with a smile, but the big devil who appeared in his soul state really made Orico creepy when she smiled.
...Uh, after you swallow my soul, won’t I stop there... Then how can I realize my wish...
Orico was completely confused by Istansha and asked in confusion.
This is a long story, and with your IQ, I guess it will be difficult for you to explain it clearly. Forget it, let’s eat it first and then talk about it... Á~... Uh, will this kind of soul that has no flaws cause indigestion and intestinal obstruction if you eat it like this?
The big devil was too lazy to waste saliva with the fat businessman, so he opened his mouth and swallowed the other party's soul directly.
The most overwhelming thing is that after eating, I still don’t forget to complain about it.
Oh ~, I really killed the little one, the big one came out... I sneeze and broke the four little angels, and you guys also... Haha...
Istansha suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky shrouded in darkness.
Pure white light pierces the darkness, and vitality suddenly appears wherever the light goes.
A white ball of light broke through the barrier of the world and opened a divine realm channel that was countless times larger than before.
Under the halo of the divine realm, the white ball of light floated over the sky like auspicious clouds.
The ignorant devil dares to hurt the messenger of the Lord God, you...ah!?King Sanadan!?
The elegant magnetic soft female voice came from the light ball, but before the words were finished, the Lord God discovered what he was facing.
Among the gods, she, who has always been known for her calmness and wisdom, couldn't help but start to tremble in some voices.
Hi~Olifei~ Long time no see~ Just a few angels died, don’t be so stingy, a stingy woman’s breasts will become smaller~.
Faced with the existence of one of the seven main gods, Istansha is still smiling and stress-free.
But, but, why, how could you enter the soul world without opening the entrance to the Demon Realm?Your body is in Sakyaranka!?How is this possible!?This does not comply with the rules...
The goddess of life was completely messy in the wind, and the white light ball kept changing, trembling.
What's impossible?Let me tell you, you will not care about my affairs in the future, and I will go wherever I want.What rules are there? I am the rules!Did you hear where did you come from?
Istanza was too lazy to talk nonsense with the goddess of life in different camps, and started to act like a rogue again.
But... Olifei, the goddess of life, wants to ask a few more questions.
But your sister, get out!!
Istansha was in a bad mood and was a little annoyed, so she roared directly.
The roar of the great devil shattered and peeled off the white clouds like a shock wave covering the world. The originally huge light ball instantly turned into a white stream of light and rushed back to the entrance of the divine world. Then, the channel shining with the light of the divine world was also shattered and disappeared by Istansha's roar.
In a temple in the highest heaven in the God Realm, a silver-haired woman lying on a soft bed seemed to be closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.
Her white long dress wrapped around her sexy jade body that was not as good as Istansha's curves. Her delicate and beautiful facial features also belong to that kind of mature beauty, but unlike Istansha's gorgeous and ostentatiousness, Veronica's evil charm, the beauty of the goddess of life Olifi is a kind of tranquility with a kind and maternal glory in tranquility.
But at this time, with her silver eyes open, all her beauty was destroyed by the pain and fear that appeared on her face.
The goddess sat up from the bed weakly, frowning turned into a ball of white light and disappeared in place.
The next moment, Olifei appeared in the hall of the Great Temple of Light, the most sacred part of the Supreme Heaven. In the deepest part of the hall, God sat on a god with a blurred golden halo all over his body, waiting for her arrival.
King, King Sanadan appears in the human world, I am worried...
The goddess of life looked at the king of gods who seemed to be hiding behind the light forever and said anxiously.
Don't worry, my friend, I already know everything. She just sealed all her strength and traveled to the human world... Your soul just collided with her and was severely damaged to this extent... OK...Go to recover from injuries...
The voice of the God King gradually became unheard, and in a blur, he had disappeared from the throne of the God.
Even if the magic energy is sealed, it really doesn't matter if the king of the demon world allows him to walk in the human world...
The goddess of life still shook her head with frown and her body returned to nothingness.
Praying is over?
Tirami looked at Istansha as if she had breathed a long time before she stood up, and hurriedly walked up to hug her beloved woman in her arms, and asked in a low voice with some guilt.
Well...let's go...
Istansha turned her head and glanced at Tirami, then suddenly smiled, and said in a plain tone.
Don't you have to send his body back or leave after attending his funeral?
The brave man was surprised by Istansha's somewhat abnormal behavior.
There is no need to send it to him, his servants will come to collect the body later... As for the funeral... let him give this flower.
Istansha said, leaning over and dipping her fingers in Orico's blood, outlining a bright red flower pattern on the breastplate of his body.
...What kind of flower is this?
The other side of the river.
The other side of the shore?I've never seen it before, is it any special significance?
No, it just happens to be the color of blood.
Istanza's eyes were red and he helped the trembling gem merchant up from the ground.
No, now you are my fiancée, I can’t watch others bully you and do nothing.Although I should and should not win, at least I should let him know that even a strong man in heaven is not qualified to say that Miss Isha.Hiss~...Why did I feel so cold just now that I can't move, but now it's much better...
Orico said to Istansha seriously, rubbing his hands. For some reason, he was sweating, but he just felt chill all over.
...Don't be stupid. Do you want to pass this duel, no matter how you win or lose, just let Tirami know that you have the courage and determination to protect me?But do you really think that even if you lose this duel, you will still be honored even if you lose?Do you think that a big man like the brave man of heaven will not bother to hurt you at all. If you give you a little lesson, you will stop?Do you know why you felt cold just now?It’s not that the fire in the house is not strong enough, nor that you are catching a cold, but that you are locked in by his murderous aura just now!That Tirami really wants to kill you!Do you understand!?You have never killed anyone, so you will only feel cold simply, but I have killed many creatures and are so familiar with this breath.
He is absolutely, absolutely, he wants to kill you... So, I beg you to cancel the duel, and I will leave immediately, and I will not drag you down again. These days... thanks to your care, I am very...
Istansha finally didn't want Orico to die because of herself, so she wanted to try to stop this duel that would definitely be a death.
When the Great Demon King discovered Tirami's murderous intent just now, he wanted to teach a lesson to the human brave man who wanted to commit murder, but found that Tirami's murderous aura was pointing at the gem merchant, and did not pose any threat to him. Therefore, his body, which did not feel the threat and did not have any anger, was still in the masochistic state mode of the silly female toilet that made her collapse, and could not raise any strength to beat him.
The murderous intent released by Tirami is so obvious that the brave man obviously does not think that Istansha, who is deeply restrained in his body, and Orico, who has no power at all, can feel that he is going to kill someone.
But I don’t know that regardless of the strength of his most powerful human being or the murderous aura accumulated over the years of fighting and killing, it is not worth mentioning for any skill that is close to the nuclear bomb and carrying about hundreds of thousands of lives on his body.
In fact, Istansha, whose strength is growing day by day, has no longer threatened her in the plane of Sakya Ranka, so she cannot resist all human violations and humiliation.
Under this premise, only when the female devil is completely angry about something can she barely exert some of the strength of her body.
...Uh, he won't really kill me... You deliberately scare me to prevent me from taking risks, right?
The fat businessman asked with a shiver face.
Istansha shook her head with a wry smile, ignored him, and turned around and left the hall.
The setting sun at dusk reflected Tirami's agile and upright body a little lonely. The strongest man in humans, standing with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed, was waiting for the ridiculous duel in the maple forest outside the gem merchant Orico manor.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised his lips, and said with a chuckling: Why, he regrets it, he dared not come out, so he gave you to me?
Yes, after all, the difference in strength between you is too great... I'll go with you, the duel has been cancelled...
Istansha sighed and whispered in a low voice as she accepted her fate.
In the end, she couldn't bear to let the fat businessman who had always treated her sincerely and died because of this, so she decided to give up her persistence and temporarily surrender to the man in front of her.
Humph, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're dressed more beautifully... If I hadn't known your identity, I would have thought that the princess or queen of which country was standing in front of me~.
It’s hard to imagine that such a beautiful and noble woman was a lewd prostitute a few days ago...
Tirami turned around and looked at Istanza, who was coated with a light golden halo by the afterglow of the sunset. After two seconds of being stunned, he said to her in a sarcastic tone.
Tirami reached out and gently stroked the long hair hanging from Istan's temples, and used his fingers to slide the female devil's smooth and tender cheeks. The wonderful touch from his fingers still made him intoxicated and angry, but he could not really hate the beautiful woman in front of him who gave him a special feeling.
He also had to admit that Istansha, wearing a gorgeous formal dress, was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off her eyes. Even compared with her wife, she was definitely not inferior, and her sexyness was even higher. Such beauty was indeed enough to make men in the world crazy.
...I have left the brothel and am no longer a prostitute. Please respect me...
Istanza said calmly with a expressionless face.
In her heart, Tirami's despicable tone that emphasized her former identity from time to time made her healing sores start to sting again.
Humph, what?Feel ashamed, don’t you want someone to mention it?I just proudly announced to me that you are the fiancée of the businessman. So, what is your identity now?
Istansha's alienated attitude naturally aroused Tirami's dissatisfaction. He felt that it was necessary to break Istansha's self-esteem and reserve, so that the other party could completely correct his mentality and always be an obedient pet.
...I am Lord Tirami's slave...
Istansha said humiliatedly with her head down.
This kind of bullying in a completely normal and completely awake state made her feel very ashamed. Her special emotions towards Tirami made her always hope that the other party could respect her.
But this small wish now seems out of reach.
Well, it's very good... But it's wrong for the slave to dress so silly. The bed slave cannot wear clothes without the permission of his master~...
Tirami smiled evilly and further trampled on the dignity of the female devil.
I will take it off when I get to your place and stop wearing these clothes... It's very cold here...
Istansha bit her lips and whispered, "She didn't lie, and at this moment she really felt cold.
Take it off, don't let your master say it again...
Although Tirami felt distressed by the grievance and pity on Istanza's face, he decided to let the woman in front of him learn to obey all his requirements before finding ways to make up for the harm he caused to him now.
Istansha suddenly fell silent because Tirami's domineeringness and rudeness had already caused a trace of resentment from the irritable anger of her soul.
This negative emotion directly leads to a sign of recovery of the body's strength from the long sleep.
The female devil raised her head and looked at Tirami, who was gradually frowning because of her disobedience. At the same time, she silently said to herself: You guy, if you continue to do this, your dad, I will be really anxious. Don't force me anymore. I will beat you to death when I get angry. I will beat you to death. It's very cruel...
……you!How dare you look at me with this kind of eyes!
The brave Tirami roared loudly with a little anger.
As the strongest man in mankind, he rarely has such a loss of composure.
Because for a moment just now, Tirami seemed to feel like she was swallowed by hot blood, and what followed was the biting coldness that appeared on her spine.
He didn't know why this illusion suddenly appeared that could make him, the strong man at the peak of the world, was creepy, but when Tirami thought about where this feeling came from, he found that he had subconsciously taken two steps back without realizing it.
And the red-haired woman in front of him was staring at him with a look that made him very uneasy.
Tirami didn't know that the suffocating horror and despair was not a false illusion, but his instinctive reaction to fatal danger as a peerless powerful man.
Just as Orico was cold not long ago because of the strong murderous aura emitted by Tirami, who had been through many battles and had his hands covered with blood from powerful enemies, Tirami was also frightened by the trace of resentment revealed by the great devil Istansha, who had destroyed countless races and slaughtered countless creatures.
It was different from when the two met for the first time. At this time, the gap between them became even bigger, so big that he could not imagine it at all.
Woo~…!
Finally, Tirami could not bear Istansha's cold gaze. He walked forward with annoyance, forcibly hugging Istansha into his arms like a sworn ownership, lowered his head, kissed Istansha's seductive red lips hard while the other party was stunned and grinded and bittened.
The sweet taste of the red-haired woman's lips and tongue made Tirami's angry revenge at the beginning quickly evolve into an obsessed and intoxicated request.
The female devil was once again destined to be the delicious taste in a man's mouth under the brave's superb kissing skills, and her body collapsed in the other person's arms and let him pick it.
Only a series of breath and moans that were so painful that they were left in my mouth.
Humph... Isn't it better to be like this long ago? I just looked inviolable, but I'm not going to be obedient for me yet...
The tempting sweet taste of the beauties in their arms, and the soft touch of their slim body and the twisting soft touch instantly washed away the doubts in the heart of the brave.
The end of this long kiss that almost took away all Istansha's breathing ability, he looked at the waves of light and water in the narrow narrow eyes of the red-haired woman without blinking. The feeling of intimacy that appeared again in the softest part of her heart, accompanied by the primitive desire intertwined and brought him an infatuation and desire for this red-haired woman.
Istansha, who was kissed, was also involuntarily moved. She was so weak that she could only be honestly controlled in Tirami's arms.
Since I promised to be your slave, of course I will go back with you obediently, so let's leave now?
Istansha sighed secretly. Her lewd body really had no resistance to Tirami's invasion.
The kiss just now had already made the honey juice secreted from her panties soaked in her panties and flowed along the base of her thighs to the black silk suspender stockings inside her skirt.
The female devil could only try to calm her emotions, secretly tightened her legs, and changed from pushing and refusing to holding her back and hugging her, approaching Tirami's face, and whispered in her ear.
Time is tight, and Istansha must lead Tirami away from here as soon as possible, because the stupid and ridiculous fat man who is overestimating himself has come to this place.
Because she could clearly hear the friction of the thick armor worn by Orico, the rapid breathing of the fat armor owner, and the more obvious heavy footsteps, and all of this was a movement that Tirami, the brave, had not sensed.
This fool actually came to the duel... No, I must stop this ridiculous duel that shouldn't exist...
Although she had a premonition, when the tragedy was about to happen, the great devil realized clearly that she had to save all this as soon as possible. She thought in panic in her heart, wrapped around Tirami's arm, twisted her body gently against the other party, and rubbed her plump flesh balls repeatedly against the brave's body.
Using body movements and sensitive parts to tease and stimulate men is a common method for prostitutes to attract customers. For Istansha, who has been working as a prostitute for more than a year, this trick is naturally easy to use.
OK ~ Master, take me away quickly~ It's dark and cold here, let's go and find a comfortable place to spend the night... It's so itchy there~...
Although as the fat businessman approached, she was already a little anxious, the face of Istansha, who had already learned how to hide her emotions, did not change at all. While whispering softly in Tirami's ears, she actually pulled Tirami's right hand and reached into the bottom of her skirt to touch her wet and hot private parts that were secreting love juice.
...I am really a woman who makes it difficult for me to hold on to myself. I am afraid that no man in the world will refuse such an invitation. I am very satisfied with your words. I will always maintain this tone in the future and say more to me..Of course, if it is the truth, it will be more perfect...
Tirami pinched Istansha's delicate chin with his left hand, forced the other party to look at him, and gently applied the honey liquid stained on his fingers to the rosy lips of the female devil's rosy lips with his right hand, and said in a low voice with a smile.
For a moment, he was almost captured by Istansha's sudden seduction, but then he immediately became suspicious: the contrast between this woman's attitude towards him was too great, what made her suddenly change.
When Tirami temporarily restrained the desire aroused by the lust of the great devil, and after calming down, he quickly noticed the approaching aura in the distance. The very smart human brave man immediately realized the reason why Istansha did this...
An unprecedented anger burned again, and under Tirami's smile was a volcano on the verge of eruption.
With his words, the panic flashed across Istanza's beautiful and enchanting face in the blue eyes of the brave sea finally reflected.
This further confirms Tirami's guess and inference: This damn woman!It turned out to obey me to protect the ugly and dirty pig!Could it be that she really likes that vulgar and lowly businessman...No, no!She is mine!She can only like me!
Dear, my dear ~, what are you talking about?... Of course, what I say is the truth. I really want to be your female slave. Is the griffin over there yours?That's great, I haven't sat on that kind of thing yet~ Let's go quickly, I don't want to stay here for a second...
Istansha finally couldn't keep the false softness, and she said with a pale smile.
He couldn't wait to pull Tirami's robe and walk towards the huge griffin in Misilian armor not far away.
Don't worry, my dear baby Isa... Your master has an agreed duel to be completed... Look, your so-called fiancé is here just now, hoho ho... I really admire his courage...
Tirami waved his hand to stop Istansha's pull, raised his chin to signal the other party to look behind him, and from the mottled twilight that the setting sun drifted between the cracks of the woods, Orico's extremely slim figure gradually appeared in that direction.
Listen to me, I promise you all your requests, and I will always listen to you in the future. I just ask you not to have any duels again.You and I know that he does not threaten you at all. This duel is meaningless. Since you have got me, then, wouldn’t it be better to take me away now?
Istansha took a deep breath and begged to the brave in a calm tone.
…Always obedient?Well... what did I ask you to do just now?
Tirami squinted at Istansha and whispered to him in a mocking tone.
The brave man who has been controlled by the negative emotions in his heart is brewing a more severe punishment for this red-haired woman who betrayed her.
He now wants to see how much Istansha can do for the humble reptile who dares to compete with him for women.
With a wave of his hand, Istansha took off the luxurious dress without hesitation, and in the playful look of Tirami staring at her thin underwear, she continued to grit her teeth and pull off the last shame objects. Her round and towering breasts and her smooth and hairless portal once again showed her naked in front of the man who took away her virginity and repeatedly humiliated her.
Is it always satisfactory?Can we leave now?
In the cold wind of early winter in the north, Istansha was naked, not caring about covering up the most private parts of the woman with her hands. She grabbed Tirami's arm again, and urged the other party to leave here with a trembling voice.
The gem merchant who had already discovered the abnormal situation here behind him was running towards the two of them, shouting the name of the female devil.
What an obedient female slave, but it seems not good to leave like this...
Tirami took Istan Sarah into his arms, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face. He hooked his fingers to the breast ring on the big devil's chest and rubbed it and said slowly and softly.
Seeing that Istansha gave up all reserve and self-esteem to cater to himself in order to protect the ugly businessman as ugly as a pig, the jealousy in her chest almost made it difficult for Tirami to maintain his usual graceful smile.
Don't...I, I beg you...Master, let him go...I will always be your slave...I will always listen to you...
Due to the arrival of the merchant, Istansha, who was already anxious and uneasy, was careless and completely lost the power of struggle and resistance because Tirami had grabbed the fatal weakness of her chest.
In desperation, the female devil had to quickly squeeze out a large number of crocodile tears and begged Tirami in tears.
After staying in the human world for a long time, Istansha naturally learned the performance skills unique to those women.
...It's such a great love, so... I can't bear to let you and your fiancé leave without saying goodbye...
Seeing Tirami, who showed her tearful and helpless look for the first time in her arms, could no longer laugh, the complex emotions mixed with Nine-point anger and apprehension made his voice become gloomy and low, and the cold murderous intent in his blue eyes looking at the direction of the gem merchant could no longer be concealed.
The tears of the Great Demon King not only failed to touch Tirami, but instead increased his hatred for his rival.
... Istansha instantly felt the murderous aura that was better than before on Tirami's body. Now she couldn't help but feel that even if she had no eggs, it hurts.
The great devil whose body was completely controlled by the brave man could only bit his lips and close his eyes in despair, allowing the big tears to slide down his pretty face. Istansha was really crying now, crying while complaining silently in her heart. I bought a watch last year, who said that women's tears are the best weapon to deal with men, and who said that as long as a woman cries, men will become soft-hearted..
Damn, you fucked me, I promise not to beat you to death...
Let her go!This is a matter between men and has nothing to do with women!Miss Isha, what's wrong with you!?
Orico, wearing a golden armor with exaggerated shape and a surface of various gemstones, finally ran to the two of them panting.
He saw his beloved woman being naked and being held captive by the so-called greatest hero in the human world. Heartbreaking tears were slid across the red-haired woman's beautiful face. The timid and cowardly gem merchant finally forgot his fear. He pulled out a gorgeous long sword from his waist, pointing to Tirami and shouting loudly.
Looking at the domineering combat outfit of the gem merchant, both Tirami and Istansha felt speechless unanimously; although the armor made of high-purity gold is extremely expensive, it does not have any defensive bonus except for greatly limiting the wearer's movement speed.
The long swords made of gold are also rich equipment that match the armor. They are all precious works of art that are not useful and will be broken when touched.
Uh... he is serious, right?
Tirami asked with some eyes twitching.
OK, probably... not right!This is not important, that, Mr. Orico, I have decided to be the slave of Lord Tirami and leave here with my master... Thank you for your care for me all the time. I will definitely pay you back the money you owe you in the future. In addition, the duel between you has been cancelled, you don’t have to worry about me anymore, go back quickly.
Istansha, who reacted, immediately tried to stop the foolish behavior of the gem merchant and tried not to give Tirami the chance to hurt the other party.
no!I don't agree!Miss Isa finally recovered from her freedom and could not become someone else's female slave again!Even Lord Tirami has no right to do this!
Orico stared at the terrible opponent in front of him without fear and shouted angrily.
Enough!This is all my voluntary!I like Lord Tirami, you don’t have to worry about my affairs. Now, please leave immediately!
Istanza, who was amused and crying, kept winking at the gem merchant who suddenly began to have a secondary disease, interrupting Orico's words, preventing him from continuing to stimulate the jealous and possessive guy around him, who was ruthless and cruel.
...Hoho, my baby Isa is really smart and gentle... To protect this idiot, hum... Well, although it is all lies, it still makes me very happy. So I will let him go this time... Hum, killing him will only shame my sword.
After hearing Istansha say that she likes me, even if it might be just a perfunctory lie, Tirami felt a little better. As a justice camp, he actually didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. But for some reason, his strange obsession with Istansha made Tirami lose his ability to control himself several times.
As he said this, the brave man did not look at Orico again, picked up Istanza, locked his prey in his arms, and turned around and left.
Wait, wait a moment!Miss Isa...you, do you really like this Lord Tirami?If you really like him, why do you still have tears on your face?
Orico stopped in front of Tirami, and asked seriously at Istansha who was hugged by his princess in front of her chest as the brave man looked more and more dangerously.
Me, I shed tears because of my happiness. There is no need to worry at all. I will definitely be very happy with Lord Brave in the future...
In order to reassure the gem merchant, Istansha gave him a smile, but the smile was a little bitter, and even there was still crystal clear overflowing in his narrowed eyes.
OK, then Lord Tirami, can I ask you two questions?
Orico, who had always been unsightly, suddenly seemed to feel Istansha's mood at this moment, and also understood the persistence and pride hidden by this beloved red-haired woman.
Tirami, who frowned due to impatience, finally nodded gently to Orico for signing.
The first question is, dear Lord Tirami, do you like Miss Isa too?
The gem merchant took a deep breath, looked straight into the brave man's eyes, and asked calmly.
Of course, this is the reason why I came to Agarik again to find her. I want her to be with me forever in the future...
After saying that, Tirami, who was proud, deliberately lowered his head and kissed Istansha's forehead lightly.
OK, then the second question is whether you will make Miss Isa your wife like me and guarantee her freedom.
Orico felt that Tirami seemed to have a special relationship with Istansha, and he also believed that the handsome and powerful human bravery was more compatible with his beloved Miss Istansha.
But the gem merchant still insisted that Istansha should be respected and cared for, and could not be the female slave used by others to vent her desires. She deserves to be loved by others wholeheartedly.
Humph, you don’t need to worry about my affairs. My wife is the eldest princess of the Ibis Empire. This prostitute who just lived as your fiancée is certainly not qualified to be my Lord Tirami’s wife. As her identity, she is only worthy of being a bed slave who uses her body to please me.
Tirami, who was quite embarrassed by this question, replied in a little annoyed and embarrassed manner.
This is how people are. The more they cannot do something, the less they are, the less they are willing to mention it.
Another brave man who said the wrong thing because he lost his calmness clearly felt Istansha's body stiffen in his arms.
He was a little afraid to look at the face of the woman in his arms, so he could only pretend to be innocent and hugged the female devil king and continued to walk towards his mount, griffin, not far away.
stop!Our duel must go!Because you are not worthy of Miss Isha, unless I die, I will never let you take her away!
Orico clumsily blocked Tirami's way again. He could not see any fear or hesitation in his eyes again. He pointed the sword in his hand directly in front of Tirami's chest and said firmly to the brave in a tone with no room for turning.
Although the gem merchant has an ugly and ordinary appearance, he has an impure soul that others cannot reach.
He could feel the complex love-hate relationship between Istansha and Tirami, so he really planned to let go in order to get happiness from his sweetheart and entrust Istansha to Tirami.
He also knew the sadness and loss of Istansha when he was despised and humiliated by the person he liked. He believed that even a hero who was noble and brave, he had no right to trample on the dignity of others at will, especially this beautiful woman whom he regarded as a priceless treasure.
In Orico's naive world, both parties who love should be equal, and are by no means the kind of alms and sloppy in the name of love.
So he made an unattainable decision, which was to tell Tirami through this duel that Miss Isa is a woman worthy of anyone's life to protect, and that no one should be slandered.
...Do you really want to die so much?
Tirami's brows became tighter and tighter. The soft and delicate body of the woman in her arms had completely aroused his desire. She was about to bring the spoils she received to find a human brave man who had nowhere to deal with it first. She was increasingly losing patience with the repeated and repeated acts of death by the gem merchant.
If it weren't for the wrong thing just now and scruples of Istansha's mood, he would have kicked the short and fat man in front of him to death.
The anxious search for several days also allowed Tirami to face up to the fact that he liked the red-haired woman in his arms very much. In any case, he did not want to always see Istansha's sad look.
Mr. Orico, haven’t I said it very clearly just now. I like Lord Tirami and voluntarily become his female slave. This matter has nothing to do with you. Please don’t interfere with us and leave here immediately. Haven’t you promised me to listen to me in everything in the future?
Although Istansha cooperated with Tirami's princess hug, she wrapped her arms around the brave's neck, leaned gently into the other person's arms, and turned her head to try to make a disgusting expression at Orico.
But the tears dripping from his chin made the gem merchant heartbroken, and even more determined.
It also made Tirami, who had always focused on her, even more angry. The proud human brave men could not tolerate their women crying for other men.
Miss Isa... Sorry, I can't listen to you this time... Lord Tirami, if I win this duel, please don't continue to pester Miss Isa and apologize for your rude words to her not long ago.If...I lose, Miss Isha can follow you, but please respect her...
Orico's duel declaration is more like explaining the funeral.
At this time, even the brutal and evil demon king couldn't help it, and turned his head and buried his face in the brave's chest and cried silently.
Istansha, who wanted to struggle to stop this duel, finally couldn't get rid of Tirami's finger that hooked her breast ring. She gave up in despair and no longer made any resistance choice to close her eyes to escape everything.
Tirami also moved to put away his contempt and nodded slightly at Orico to show his approval.
The last light of the setting sun finally disappeared at the far end of the mountains. The gem merchant Orico roared and raised his sword to slash Tirami's arm. Orico, who had received some sword training, had this basic chopping action in place. He wanted to attack Tirami's arm to urge his opponent to let go of Istansha's hostage, and then Miss Isa, who was trying to cover him up, escape.
But the naive gem merchant obviously ignored the huge gap between him and his opponent. Faced with Orico's slash, which was not worth mentioning in speed or strength, Tirami kept moving and only lifted up the fighting armor when the blade was about to touch his arm.
The light golden fighting spirit visible to the naked eye hit the ornate sword of the gem merchant. With a crisp sound, the sword was shaken into two pieces. The flashing broken sword blade passed through the gaps in Orico's neck armor at a speed several times faster than before, and swirled into the depths of the woods.
The gem merchant, who was still in the sword-like posture, looked at the half-broken sword in his hand in disbelief and slowly lay down to the ground.
A burst of crisp and weird hissing sound came from the neck, and the blood burst out quickly spread out in the white snow on the ground through the golden armor, like a bright red poppy blooming on a white canvas.
The big neck artery of the gem merchant who overestimated his ability was cut off by the broken weapon fragments he had broken. The wound caused by the broken sword with Tirami Dou Qi after rebounding could not be cured at all. Orico could only wait for the arrival of death after the blood was exhausted.
Master, please let me go and let me spend these last few minutes with him?
In the end, Istansha, who could not stop anything, begged softly in Tirami's ear.
... Tirami unleashed Istansha and took off her cloak to cover the woman's trembling naked body.
After killing this vulnerable rival, jealousy and anger dissipated with the opponent's rapid death.
Looking at the lonely and bleak back of the red-haired woman in the cold wind in the dusk, the sour pity and the stinging pain in her heart finally made Tirami regain his reason.
You won't forgive me for a long time... Sorry, I really can't help but be jealous of this man who has your smile. Everything about you can only belong to me... In the future, I will double my compensation and will never let you leave me...
Tirami thought this way and was determined to protect his beloved for his life like Orico.
Ahem... Sorry, Miss Isa, I'm so useless...
The gem merchant, whose blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, looked at Istansha who was kneeling beside him and pulled out a weak and a bit awkward smile.
Now I know I'm useless?What have you been doing?You are disobedient and deserve it. Look at your blood-spraying speed. You can see that you have high blood pressure. You must remember to exercise more in the next life, but don’t be so fat... He just takes me away if he wants to take me away. Anyway, it’s not the same place. Can you stand up?I tell you that even if you do this, I won’t thank you… You said you don’t want to live anymore, or are you seeking death…
Istansha reached out to pinch the fat on Orico's face, and talked about those irrelevant nonsense, big tears rolling down into the dust.
Don't cry, Miss Isha, it won't look good when you cry... If there is really a next life, I will definitely find you, hoping to be with Miss Isha forever... It's best not to look so ugly..
So unworthy of Miss Isa... I really want to become a powerful and handsome person like Lord Tirami.
...But I will not treat you like him, I will always respect Miss Isa...
On his deathbed, the gem merchant finally had a little important role, and lying on the ground really explained a lot of last words.
As the blood gradually dried up, Orico's voice finally became lower and lower, and a paleness that heralded death appeared on his fat face.
As he said that, Orico struggled to take off the armor from his arm, took out an old square box from the space ring, and handed it to Istansha.
This is the most precious gem passed down from my family... My grandfather told me that it is a priceless treasure and can only be inlaid on the crown... I will give it to you... If one day...
Before leaving, Orico knew that he was probably in danger, and even took out all the treasures he passed down from his ancestors.
In fact, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to give this gem to Istansha because he felt that the gem seemed very compatible with Istansha.
...Okay, you talk a lot of nonsense... Instead of dying in pain like this, I might as well help you...
Istansha said with a tearful smile, possessing herself and kissing the gem merchant’s forehead.
Then he tore open the neck protection part of the other party's golden armor, just like tearing a page of thin paper.
He picked up the half-broken sword in Orico's hand and pierced it into Orico's throat very skillfully, ending his last breath of breath.
Tirami next to him looked at Istansha with a complicated face and finished all this. The red-haired woman who made him feel moved seemed weak and delicate, but she had the coldness and decisiveness of a man.
At this time, Tirami could already determine that the graceful back of the woman in front of her, which was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes open, must be hidden in countless unknown secrets.
It attracted him to explore and discover, and the clear and vague sense of familiarity could even make his soul throbbed.
The feeling was like a person standing in front of him, but he seemed to be separated from him in a world, giving him a kind of paranoid possessive desire to never let go since he saw it.
Since the first time I saw this prostitute named Isa, Tirami found that everything about him was a little messed up, and strange and incomprehensible things appeared on him all the time.
For example, he looked at the woman who was kneeling silently in the snow, gently rubbing the forehead of the jewel merchant's corpse with his hands, as if he was praying for something, and wanted to walk over and wipe away the tears on her face, and wanted to embrace her into her arms to soothe her frown, but he could not take a step. In the dark, something seemed to shock his soul, making the brave unable to move for a while.
I can only let my heart cherish the pity like a tightening net, causing my heart to hurt.
Tirami discovered for the first time that a woman could be so attractive to cry. In his impression, the shock and dumbness of this red-haired woman at the moment of first meeting at the banquet once amazed him, and the stubbornness and indifference later successfully attracted his always calm emotions. Later, the woman's complacent after the prank succeeded, misunderstood that she would marry her, the loss and embarrassment after learning the truth, the ultimate confusion and fatal sensory experience in lewdness and lust when she went to bed with her all made him indulge in it and unable to extricate himself.
Tirami couldn't help but realize that there is probably the most rare beauty in the world, that kind of beauty is very beautiful in any state.
In the soul plane that mortals cannot see, because there is no strong strength and mental power, Orico floats away from his corpse's pure soul, and his consciousness and memory during his lifetime are beginning to gradually return to chaos.
The gem merchant did not know where his soul would return, so he had to wait in this gray soul world in confusion. Yes, waiting seemed to be guided by some guidance. Orico's soul, which exuded a faint white halo, was silent without a trace of restlessness.
Soon, a golden illusion cut through the eternal gray haze of the soul world. From the sky, the pure power of holy light projected and fell to this world from the passage opened in the sky above.
In a light, four celestial messengers swinging silver wings made of sliver of holy power slowly descended from the Goddess of Life. They were the will of the goddess of life to extradite the extremely rare, pollution-free souls born in this dirty human world to enter the world of God. God will give it a new body, and Orico will be fortunate to become the eternal life body serving God.
The four angels sang pleasant hymns composed of unknown notes, each stretched out one hand and sprinkled ribbons made of golden light, lingering around Orico's soul.
With the pull of the power of light, the weak soul of the gem merchant was like stepping onto a ladder to the sky, and began to slowly fly towards the entrance opened by the divine realm.
But the soul only flew less than 20 meters, and suddenly a hole was torn into the void of the soul world. A huge magic claw that rose with ash gas, burned with dark red fire, and strange black lightning burst out from the surface from time to time reached out from the crack, snatching the soul of the gem merchant into his hand.
As the demon claws passed, the golden ribbon instantly dissipated and then, the terrifying huge body of the soul body of the Demon King appeared in this soul world with the sky-sooning demon flames and thick smoke.
The hymns chanted by the angels in the sky stopped after the soul of the demon king appeared. The angels let out shrill screams, and they flew high in panic, without any hesitation.
Istansha's soul body grinned and sprayed a black gas at the golden halo in the sky. The black gas grew from small to large, and in an instant it became a covering of the sky. Not only did it directly dissolve and swallow the four angels, but it also annihilated the opening entrance of the divine realm.
In an instant, there was no more light in the gray soul world, and only the desperate darkness enveloped everything.
At this moment, countless wandering ghosts around were swallowed and absorbed by this dark world, becoming food and nutrients for the soul of the Great Demon King.
You are... Miss Isa!?
Orico's soul was held in his hands by the demon soul, which was different from treating Brey. This time, the gem merchant not only did not feel any discomfort, but his own sense of autonomy began to become muddy in his soul, but at this time he became solid and awake.
The thorough and flawless soul immediately sensed the extremely familiar feeling of this seemingly terrifying demon but brought him warmth; the huge soul containing infinite power was like a suppressed volcano.
So Orico couldn't help but shout.
Oh~, little fat guy, you are so awesome. Can you recognize me like this?
Istansha's sarcastic voice was like in the soul world, and the sudden thunder in her ears was as frightening as the thunder in her ears. She threw the tiny soul of Orico in her palm, opened her mouth and blew, and a stream of black and gray gas emitting a rotten stench was floating in the air with the white soul of the gem merchant.
Uh... OK, it's so uncomfortable, Miss Isa stop playing... How could your soul appear here?Could it be...you are dead too?
Orico was crippled and was blown in the air so that he could not stop at all, but he was almost fainted by the disgusting smell.
Huh~~...Don't talk nonsense, what is my identity?Humph, I can't even die if the whole universe is dead... I'm not here for you~ Huh~... Didn't you agree to give me your soul?It's too late to regret now. I'm going to swallow your soul soon~ and then help you realize all your wishes...
Istansha said with a smile, but the big devil who appeared in his soul state really made Orico creepy when she smiled.
...Uh, after you swallow my soul, won’t I stop there... Then how can I realize my wish...
Orico was completely confused by Istansha and asked in confusion.
This is a long story, and with your IQ, I guess it will be difficult for you to explain it clearly. Forget it, let’s eat it first and then talk about it... Á~... Uh, will this kind of soul that has no flaws cause indigestion and intestinal obstruction if you eat it like this?
The big devil was too lazy to waste saliva with the fat businessman, so he opened his mouth and swallowed the other party's soul directly.
The most overwhelming thing is that after eating, I still don’t forget to complain about it.
Oh ~, I really killed the little one, the big one came out... I sneeze and broke the four little angels, and you guys also... Haha...
Istansha suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky shrouded in darkness.
Pure white light pierces the darkness, and vitality suddenly appears wherever the light goes.
A white ball of light broke through the barrier of the world and opened a divine realm channel that was countless times larger than before.
Under the halo of the divine realm, the white ball of light floated over the sky like auspicious clouds.
The ignorant devil dares to hurt the messenger of the Lord God, you...ah!?King Sanadan!?
The elegant magnetic soft female voice came from the light ball, but before the words were finished, the Lord God discovered what he was facing.
Among the gods, she, who has always been known for her calmness and wisdom, couldn't help but start to tremble in some voices.
Hi~Olifei~ Long time no see~ Just a few angels died, don’t be so stingy, a stingy woman’s breasts will become smaller~.
Faced with the existence of one of the seven main gods, Istansha is still smiling and stress-free.
But, but, why, how could you enter the soul world without opening the entrance to the Demon Realm?Your body is in Sakyaranka!?How is this possible!?This does not comply with the rules...
The goddess of life was completely messy in the wind, and the white light ball kept changing, trembling.
What's impossible?Let me tell you, you will not care about my affairs in the future, and I will go wherever I want.What rules are there? I am the rules!Did you hear where did you come from?
Istanza was too lazy to talk nonsense with the goddess of life in different camps, and started to act like a rogue again.
But... Olifei, the goddess of life, wants to ask a few more questions.
But your sister, get out!!
Istansha was in a bad mood and was a little annoyed, so she roared directly.
The roar of the great devil shattered and peeled off the white clouds like a shock wave covering the world. The originally huge light ball instantly turned into a white stream of light and rushed back to the entrance of the divine world. Then, the channel shining with the light of the divine world was also shattered and disappeared by Istansha's roar.
In a temple in the highest heaven in the God Realm, a silver-haired woman lying on a soft bed seemed to be closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.
Her white long dress wrapped around her sexy jade body that was not as good as Istansha's curves. Her delicate and beautiful facial features also belong to that kind of mature beauty, but unlike Istansha's gorgeous and ostentatiousness, Veronica's evil charm, the beauty of the goddess of life Olifi is a kind of tranquility with a kind and maternal glory in tranquility.
But at this time, with her silver eyes open, all her beauty was destroyed by the pain and fear that appeared on her face.
The goddess sat up from the bed weakly, frowning turned into a ball of white light and disappeared in place.
The next moment, Olifei appeared in the hall of the Great Temple of Light, the most sacred part of the Supreme Heaven. In the deepest part of the hall, God sat on a god with a blurred golden halo all over his body, waiting for her arrival.
King, King Sanadan appears in the human world, I am worried...
The goddess of life looked at the king of gods who seemed to be hiding behind the light forever and said anxiously.
Don't worry, my friend, I already know everything. She just sealed all her strength and traveled to the human world... Your soul just collided with her and was severely damaged to this extent... OK...Go to recover from injuries...
The voice of the God King gradually became unheard, and in a blur, he had disappeared from the throne of the God.
Even if the magic energy is sealed, it really doesn't matter if the king of the demon world allows him to walk in the human world...
The goddess of life still shook her head with frown and her body returned to nothingness.
Praying is over?
Tirami looked at Istansha as if she had breathed a long time before she stood up, and hurriedly walked up to hug her beloved woman in her arms, and asked in a low voice with some guilt.
Well...let's go...
Istansha turned her head and glanced at Tirami, then suddenly smiled, and said in a plain tone.
Don't you have to send his body back or leave after attending his funeral?
The brave man was surprised by Istansha's somewhat abnormal behavior.
There is no need to send it to him, his servants will come to collect the body later... As for the funeral... let him give this flower.
Istansha said, leaning over and dipping her fingers in Orico's blood, outlining a bright red flower pattern on the breastplate of his body.
...What kind of flower is this?
The other side of the river.
The other side of the shore?I've never seen it before, is it any special significance?
No, it just happens to be the color of blood.
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