The Little Devil of Sakaz

Let’s leave it to those severely infected people who need it.Let’s just say it’s an extremely rare special medicine...

"Sigh... If only I hadn't hesitated and followed Worm..."

I heard that the little succubus in logos said that Worm was very popular with those Sakaz, and he was also very friendly to those Sakaz, and even gave one of her kin a cup of blood as a reward.

If she goes, Worm's blood must be free to drink, right?

"Alas, old woman Kelsi, you missed my big event!"

How Doctor Gorefiend hesitates and regrets is one way, but Worm's side is another way.

"Eat more quickly, Worm. You must be exhausted after walking such a long way!"

The little devil heated up a pot of oil and made a pot of thick mushroom soup to give Worm a taste.

"delicious."

The dried mushrooms were very flavorful, and the broth was also very flavorful. Worm felt full eating the soaked bread.

"As long as it's delicious. Don't you want to eat? You're really full. I've already eaten just now. Don't worry about me."

Dabulo took the rice spoon and pushed Arturo, who wanted another bowl of delicious food, away like a hen and a fox that steals the corn kernels from the chickens, and pushed her aside to gnaw on the bread.

"I'm really full, W."

The little devil couldn't resist the kindness. Even though she didn't eat much, she still wanted to feed him all the food.

"That's good... Hey, bitch, come and eat!"

Arturo originally wanted to show his dignity as the devil's musician, not just for food, but it was so delicious to be able to drink a steaming bowl of mushroom soup in this ice and snow, so she couldn't hold it back, so she obediently came over to ask for it. Bowl to drink.

"Eat it up! It's best to freeze your ass in half when you get up at night!"

The ice sheet is not as warm as the south. The difference between going to the toilet here and going to the battlefield is whether to leave your innocence in the world.

"Don't worry, Miss W. I won't do anything to disgrace His Highness."

"It'd better be this way, otherwise you'll see what happened to that old Wendigo too!"

Dabuliu's threat made Arturo really feel the pressure.

Although it was a misunderstanding caused by insufficient information exchange, the Wendigo was indeed "heavy hit" because of it. Worm lost any of his majesty as an elder with more than 200 years of experience, and there was an air of anger that could not be ignored no matter what he said. Qingrou has to endure the "discrimination" accumulated by other Sakaz.

Worm didn't know whether Arturo was frozen, but the little devil was.

"Tsk, this damn place... my tail is almost frozen..."

Dabuliu shrank, mumbling about the gloom of the environment here, while shrinking into the newly purchased double sleeping bag.

"Your Highness Worm, Miss W, there is something I want to say..."

The little devil hasn't warmed up yet, but something is going on with the pet musician.

"What is it, Arturo?"

Worm spoke before the imp, which was a good thing for Arturo.

"I think... it would be easier to keep warm if there are more people."

She had underestimated the coldness of the snowfield. The thermal stockings on her body were almost the same temperature as the ground. The sleeping bag was fake, and there was no Originium hand warmer to hold her to death.

"If you feel cold, Arturo, come here."

"whispering sound……"

Normally, the little devil would definitely resist with all his strength, but today Worm had just escaped from danger and established his own ideals, so it was not easy for her to do anything to embarrass him.

No matter, just one night.Let this guy sleep with her down jacket tomorrow and see if she's still cold.

"Oh, praise you for your kindness, Your Highness Worm! And you, Miss W, thank you for providing me with a place to stay."

The garter angel smiled and got into the warm sleeping bag, relying on the little demon king who had become warm due to the constant supply of weak Balrog power, and pulled down the blindfold.

Obviously there were only three people, but they didn't have anything to weigh on them...

But Worm still felt as if there were more than three people squeezed into this sleeping bag.

'Yes, I'm still here. '

Theresia leaned against Worm's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and was happy that her sense of presence had become stronger.

91. Uniform Temptation

Arturo always dresses herself up very delicately, and her body is basically fragrant. I don’t know what perfume she uses.It's not rich, it's very ethereal. Even if you smell it for a long time, it won't make you feel upset. Instead, it gives you a relaxing feeling.

The long, straight black hair was scattered in the sleeping bag from twisting all night, making it a little messy. It was mixed with the light pink hair of the boy on one side, and the opposite color was very eye-catching.

Worm woke up for a while.

But now he couldn't move his body.

The little devil on one side hugged him very tightly, almost pressing his whole body against him, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Arturo on the other side seemed to be trying to avoid the cold, so he pressed himself against half of Worm's body.

This kind of heavy pressure is not troublesome for Worm, and he can resist even if there are a few more.The trouble is that the two people don't know whether they have a tacit understanding or a tacit understanding, but they both restrict Worm's hand between the two soft and delicate legs.

What Dabuliu wore was a piece of thick black silk, which was comfortable in texture and smooth to the touch. But at this moment, the little devil, who usually looked crazy, showed a well-behaved and peaceful sleeping posture. This kind of dependence The sense and contrast added a bit of flavor to her, reminding Worm of the mushroom soup last night. It was so delicious that people couldn't help but want to taste it more and more deeply.

The beautiful woman on the other side chose a gradient red thread that was as gorgeous as the sunset and as bright as a flame when she was shopping. It seems that this can make people feel warm in the visual effect.

Arturo's legs are not plump like Dabuli, which looks fleshy and has a wonderful feel. They are more slender and slender in appearance. The warm red silk covers from the base of the legs to the toes, burning from light red to deep red. , and also brings a warm touch to others.

Arturo seems to have elegance engraved in her bones. Even though she considers herself the devil's pet, she is still an elegant and noble cat, not a crazy silly dog.After losing the bonus of those eyes on her appearance, the eyepatch and necklace added a lot of taboo temptation and a hidden sense of depravity to her.It makes people want to break the elegance of Sakota, stain her nobility with mud, tie her collar with a leash, pinch her soft cheeks and bite her cherry-colored mouth.

Worm looked at her for a while and felt that her tongue would freeze due to the crystal at the corner of her lips when she slept like this.Even with a tent and sleeping bag to keep you warm at night, it’s hard to guarantee that people with drooling sleep habits won’t wake up in the morning and find that half of their face and sleeping bag are frozen together.

But now Worm's hands are tied, what can be done to prevent her from getting frostbite?

"Worm...morning."

Dabuliu twisted his body and crawled out of the sleeping bag. He looked at Arturo who was still sleeping and curled his lips in disgust.

He sleeps as deeply as a meat beast. It's true that a meat beast is not afraid of boiling water.

"Morning, W."

Worm was still thinking about how to prevent Arturo from having his tongue frozen. The little devil had already woken up before him. This made him feel more relaxed and could wipe away the bit of fluid on the corners of Arturo's lips with his hands. .

"I'm going to cook first. Nothing major will happen today, right? Worm can rest a little longer. You can just get up when you're eating."

The little devil was frightened by the battle yesterday, not to mention Worm was injured... He needs to practice more.

Dabuliu thought, and then thought about what delicious things to make to fill the little devil's stomach.

"Um……"

Worm rubbed her fingertips gently, thinking about how to clean up the traces on her lips without waking Arturo.

"..."

Arturo was actually awake, but she wanted to know what Worm would do, so she kept waiting.

I specially put on orange-flavored lipstick last night, and the smell is probably still there.

Arturo could feel Worm's eyes dancing on his face.Unfortunately, she couldn't see it, so she could only rely on her imagination to speculate and imagine what Worm looked like now.

Are you hesitating?With the other hand, it would be difficult to touch her lips from this angle.

However, if Worm got a little closer, he could easily taste the lipstick.

The little devil was preparing food outside at this time and had no time to pay attention to what was happening in the tent.

And she, Arturo, was asleep and knew nothing.

"Are you awake, Arturo?"

Ah, I made a mistake, I forgot about Worm's ability to feel her emotions.

"Good morning, Your Highness...ah, how rude, you let me dirty your clothes."

Arturo took off his blindfold, revealing his hazy sleepy eyes when he just woke up. After wiping his mouth, he looked in panic at Worm's shoulders, which were wet from leaning against him.

"It's okay. Just wipe it off and it'll be fine."

Now that they were all awake, there was no need for Worm to lie down anymore, and he got up to pack and prepare for today's life.

"..."

Arturo squinted and thought for a moment, then smiled again and packed his sleeping bag.

Although Worm has grown in terms of desire, the part of him that has grown up has little connection with love.

In this case, the theme of the hero's love story is not enough... I have to think more about it so that I can collect enough material.

The little devil alone may not be enough...

Arturo considers himself an artist, and it is common for an artist to devote himself to the art he hopes for.What's more, this is the most worthwhile thing she has ever encountered on the road to fulfilling her ideals.

Demon king.

This is a real demon king, a legendary story about a demon king who does not have a crown and is about to forge his own crown.

If this story could be written down into musical notes, she believed her music would be enough to move any Sakaz.

"Untying the bonds of a demon king... will be able to untie the bonds of all Sakaz... Arturo, will you let go of such an opportunity?"

She thought it was impossible, even if it cost her own life, as long as she could turn this story into inspiration, then all the efforts would be worth it.

The excessive emotional fluctuations caused her rationality to begin to lose proportion in her constant thinking, and the importance of something continued to increase.

"I will guide you correctly, my Demon King."

She whispered in her heart, then she lowered her face and continued to organize these things.

She is neither a pet nor a musician, but more and more like a servant.

'Haah... it's so comfortable to sleep with Worm in your arms. '

Theresia yawned without etiquette and floated behind Worm. She thought about the unexpected incident that happened yesterday that interfered with the blood demon doctor's communication all night, and recalled the contents of the former demon king's manuscript, plus the complex After recounting what happened to her in the battle between Worm and Wendigo, she now roughly understood what was going on in her current situation.

92. Theresia’s presence

"Warm!"

The Wendigo's halberd shattered the child's chest, causing Theresa to cry out in panic.

She wanted to catch the child's flying body, but Worm passed through her directly. Her soul floated in place, looking at the illusory hands in confusion.

What could be more painful for a mother than seeing her child hurt and being unable to do anything about it?

"..."

Worm's broken chest was dripping with blood, which also made Thearesia's heart ache.

She stretched out her hand to catch the blood and cover the child's wound.

"Worm..."

Something strange happened.

Worm's blood flowing down along the cracked bone seams and armor plates disappeared after contacting Theresia's soul.No, it should be said that Worm's blood was absorbed by Theresia's soul.

Theresia felt some kind of energy growing, and her soul became more solid.

It seems that some kind of limit has been exceeded.

This change did not attract her attention at the time. At that time, she only had Worm in her eyes and only thought that the child would be safe and sound.

When Worm's blood was ignited by anger and he changed his form into a Balrog, Theresia discovered that she could also control Worm's flames. Although she could only deflect a small flame, she had proven that she could After arriving in Worm, you can also affect the real Worm.

It wasn't until this morning that she finally understood her current situation a little bit.

Her death triggered the spell of the Demon King's soul within Worm, making her a filler that fit into the empty vessel.

If she guessed correctly, this spell was originally prepared by the former Demon King for himself.Making a blank container, discarding the original body, and using the Black Crown program imitated by the Demon King's Soul, the soul of the former Demon King can successfully take over the new body, becoming the most powerful Demon King in the history of Sakaz.

However, the former Demon King failed to anticipate that the other side of the Demon King's Soul - the Heart of Sarkaz has strong self-growth ability, which actually gave birth to a new consciousness in the originally blank container, and the former Demon King himself died before the container was completed. However, he failed to realize his ambition.

This also resulted in the originally reserved one-time spell mechanism still being activated after the death of the successor Theresia.After the Demon King's Soul transferred her soul through the blood connection, it found that there was no place in the container, but it could not be abandoned after it had been transferred, so it could only leave her with Worm to receive the container and absorb it. But the excess soul power that will not be used exists as a backup hidden energy source for the container consciousness Worm.

And long before absorbing Worm's blood, Theresia discovered that as long as she kept holding Worm, she could slowly increase the upper limit of her energy tank to maintain her existence, but that growth was too slow, even if she held Worm for a whole There is no way to increase the upper limit of one thousandth in the sky.

After absorbing Worm's blood this time, she found that the upper limit of the energy tank that could maintain her existence exceeded at least one percent.