The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"Aya, don't hug me anymore...If this goes on, I might do something to you, too much."

Artoria has strong willpower and spiritual power, but no matter how powerful the mental power is, it is not unlimited.

If it goes on like this, it may really be swallowed by desire...

"it's alright."

"Eh?"

Aya reached out to Arturia: "I have done some excessive things to you, so no matter what Arturia-chan wants to do, I will not be angry."

"Also, isn't it the mother's duty to tolerate the child's willfulness?"

Aya showed a motherly smile, which made Artoria dazed for a while.

"Tolerance, the child's willfulness..." Artoria said softly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone of voice changed slightly.

Chapter three hundred and twelve

Artoria couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, she could only say that if this feeling had color, it would most likely be black.

After doing such a thing, she will definitely regret it, but even so, she will not choose to stop.

This is a punishment for Aya, a punishment for provoking herself unscrupulously and challenging her bottom line.

"It was you who tempted me. No matter what happens next, it's not my fault."

Artoria, whose heart had begun to be polluted, placed herself in the position of "justice" without authorization, and defined her actions as "judgment" and "punishment" like an ordinary "perpetrator".

At this moment, she is closer to humans than to gods—humans like the word "punishment", which will allow them to rationalize their actions while obtaining a supreme pleasure.

Yes, the act of "punishing" is also an act of "conquering", and "punishing" has no moral pressure. "Punishment" means that while conquering the other party in reality, one has also obtained moral and spiritual conquest.

Double the conquest, double the pleasure.Artoria has unintentionally discovered what humans love the most.

Artoria at this time is no longer the real Arturia, she has been infected by black desires and has become a "monster" that follows desires.

"Artoria sauce." Aya blushed and said softly: "Come and punish mom."

Contrary to Artoria, what Aya longs for is to give, and she instinctively feels that she is ashamed of her daughters, especially Artoria.

Therefore, she would hope that Arturia would be more self-willed, and she hoped that she could bear her daughter's self-willedness.

In addition, being affected by the high-level charm incense caused dementia, which was the main reason.

Artoria didn't understand the correct usage of incense. This kind of incense is a high-end product dedicated to plum fragrance coffins, and naturally it can only be used in high-end rooms. The size of that room is twice as large as their current price .

In normal use, the incense has only a flirtatious effect, but now, the concentration seems to be a bit too high.

"Mom." Arturia's pupils were already covered with muddy desire, she called these two words softly, for some reason, just calling Aya like that made her body feel numb.

Probably because of a sense of immorality?

Arturia didn't understand before, why human beings have such a big obsession with the existence of "princess" and "queen".Because Artoria's status is too high, she is a born king, the whole country is under her, and there is no one above her.

So of course Artoria didn't understand that it wasn't much fun to conquer people who were humbler than her.However, it is the ultimate experience to suppress an existence that is originally higher than oneself.

Now, when the "goddess" appeared in front of the "king", she finally began to understand.

The more lofty she is, the more she wants to see her bow down.The vicious desire to conquer and the desire to destroy are mixed together, staining the pure white first snow and crushing the newly bloomed red plums.

"I want to squeeze your legs, can I?"

"Well, legs?" Aya didn't understand, what's so interesting about legs?

"Just lie down." Arturia pressed Aya on the bed, and then sat on the head of the bed, with Aya's slender and round legs in front of her eyes.

Compared to her height, Aya's legs are actually quite slender, because she is relatively thin, her legs don't have the feeling of being deep in the flesh, but the skin is smooth and tender, and it feels excellent.

Artoria gently rubbed Aya's thighs. She was wearing black stockings, but they only covered a little above her knees, and the skin above her was directly exposed to the air.

"So that's how it feels." Artoria said.

"It's really comfortable."

"Comfortable or something...so shy..." Aya covered her reddish cheeks.

She didn't quite understand what Artoria was talking about, but when she was touched, she also had that electric feeling in her body.

"And then...stockings..."

Arturia frowned, she just wanted to knead Aya's skin directly, stockings are really superfluous.

However, when she really touched it, Artoria realized how stupid she was.

"This feeling, what is going on..."

Obviously, it's just fabric!

That's right, compared to Aya's skin, it's just ordinary cloth, but why...

The black stockings fit tightly to Aya's legs, and when she touched her gently, the skin gave back the elasticity of her palm. This elasticity was filtered by a thin layer of silk, and it had a particularly terrifying charm.

"How is this done? Is it magic?" Artoria thought to herself, "Should I try it too, this thing called stockings."

I originally planned to take off the stockings, but now I think it would be better to keep them.

"Artoria-chan... don't touch the stockings..." Aya begged softly.