DNF, made by the ancient gods

"The shell at this moment is just a skin. I haven't simulated human cells and hormones in my body. Therefore, the most basic chemical reactions required to produce love cannot be carried out."

She put her hands on her stomach, which was hollow.

"And, from the perspective of the desire to mate and reproduce, I don't have any needs in this regard..."

"So, what is the emotion called 'love' that I have now...?"

--reality.

Chapter 052 Danterian

love--

Why does it happen?

Why does it work?

What is its impact?

What is its significance?

These are all... troublesome questions.

"About my answer, you should be very clear, right?"

He knocked on the window sill in distress, completely ignoring the grinning, unladylike succubus girl.

Sometimes "automatic shielding" is a good thing. There are so many unsatisfactory things in the world. If you can't learn to actively ignore some annoying things, it will be quite difficult to live a smooth life.

"Are you thinking too?"

She tilted her head slightly.

"Yeah, I was thinking about—"

He suddenly gave up the scenery outside the window-in fact, it was nothing to see.

The man half-kneeled on the ground, looked at the petite girl, and then gently held her face.

"With such a broad perspective, you can't understand what love is, and as a human being, although I understand the principle of 'love', I also have doubts about it."

He smiled extraordinarily gently, but in the depths of the scarlet pupils, there was only a pure reflection of the girl's face, and there was nothing else.

He is looking at "kind".

"Speaking of which, in order to understand its essence, I have also tried it—shortly cutting off the vitality of the body with magic... Well, that feeling is quite wonderful, the will is no longer limited to this broken body, like getting rid of the broken body. I am even a little nostalgic for that feeling after breaking down the heavy material shackles... I can understand why Baige chose the path of energyization."

He talked about topics that he never mentioned with others.

The light and shadow were weaving, and the succubus girl protested dissatisfiedly. She felt that these two guys who were about to start the "whisper" mode seriously damaged her right to know.

But it's a pity that Miss Yog doesn't care about her opinion.

As if stripped from this world, the boundless light enveloped everything in the field of vision, blurred and hazy, making it difficult to see clearly ahead.

However, those blue eyes are so bright, like the lamps that guide the undead.

"Sorry, I got off topic."

He pressed his forehead against the girl's forehead, and his right eye, which was fully functioning, was extremely close to the deep blue.

"But you shouldn't mind...I brought up this topic just to tell you that I'm so confused about love too—I tried to cut off the material basis for the emergence and development of love, but the deep nostalgia Still rooted deep in my will, they cling to me like the worst ailments, making it hard for me to breathe."

He thought that his love was a "disadvantage" brought to him by the human body, but the facts proved that even without the support of the human body, his "love" still existed.

"You understand that, Yog-Sothoth."

He no longer called the girl in front of him by her honorific title.

Rubbing gently, it was as warm as suet and white jade.

"Love is a heavy word, and falling in love with someone... this feeling is quite strange."

Watching the changes in Bilan's pupils from a close distance—slowly widening.

"you……"

"Ah, I don't seem to have explained it seriously to you, right? Well... Forget it, the word 'you' is not used well. If the succubus outside knows about it, things might get worse, so... ...let's use 'you'."

He whispered.

"The master of the door that all living beings admire—the next words, I will only tell you."

It's like a love story.

"We are 'like'..."

He lifted a few strands of golden hair, as if stroking silk.

"I confess—all the little tricks, all the half-disguises, the truths I've been hiding...my love—Alice."

His tone was very low.

"I love Alice as much as you love me."

*

What a "love" that is.

"My whole life will be filled with missions. A mage needs my existence, so I was born in this world with heavy shackles..."

"As for my 'tool', the Creator obviously needs a small fuse. I can fully understand this..."

He totally understands.Even if he can be trusted, Baige will not allow him to develop freely. Regarding the matter of letting go of the restrictions on him, Baige's attitude must be like this - yes, but not necessary.

"So, I was born in an ordinary world and fell in love with a girl named Alice Bedford."

He was telling the story—a sad story that had been hidden for a long time.

"This kind of love, like your love for me. It comes so hard, so irresistible."

Yog closed his eyes and listened quietly—this is a contradictory and sad heart.

"Love, so heavy and so light. It fell slowly on me like a feather, but it brought me the weight of a mountain."

Having said that, he laughed out loud.

"You must be able to understand this kind of love from others. To be honest, I can be sure of one thing, that is, you must have thought like this—kill me and end everything."

He also closed his eyes, sniffing the fragrance carefully, as if recalling the past.

"Even, I'm sure that this idea will come to nothing in the end..."

"Hmm...why can you be sure?"

He suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that the other party was the same.

——Is there a tacit understanding?

"Because... I also thought about it. I hate the feeling of being manipulated by others. It makes me feel like a puppet. So I really thought about abandoning all thinking, resisting with all my strength, and destroying Alice with my own hands... "

"Then... I will be free."

It's like looking forward to a wonderful possibility.

"You think so too, destroy Bai Suo, and then Yog will be truly free."

The fiddling of fate will not be so simple. When the rebels naively thought that they could easily smash the shackles, the boundless malice had just begun.

The result is obvious -

"If you lose, I lose too."

"We couldn't do anything. At the last moment, we understood one thing - this 'love' was far heavier than our own. Killing the one we love...we couldn't do it. "

"We're all terrified... of losing this love."

Deadly poison, but these two fools gulped it down like water.

"Alice is more than just Alice, she is the meaning of Baisuo's life. If Baisuo wants to live, then Baisuo must embrace Alice. If she loses Alice, it will be just the emotional emptiness. You can easily suffocate Bai Suo..."

——Everything is for Alice.

Bai Suo is afraid of losing Alice, and Yog is afraid of losing Bai Suo.

——Instinctive resistance.

"So, we are 'like'."

He smiled warmly like the sun.

--slave.

Chapter 053 Danterian

"Ah~ a child that no one loves is so pitiful~"

The poor and mischievous succubus girl knocked on the window sill intentionally or unintentionally, and the pitted marks made people feel shocked. Only God knows how much resentment this succubus has in her heart.

"You said—didn't you?"

The light spot behind suddenly expanded, and a distorted void appeared in the world.With the sound of footsteps, the two guys who hid in and whispered behind her back came out.

She took off the green peaked cap on her head, this flimsy thing had been poked holes by her two small succubus horns... But it was originally used to express opinions, and no one cared if it was damaged.

"Ma'am, sir, you have been in for a total of 27 minutes and 42 seconds. Do you know that? This period of time cannot be said to be short. If you don't pay attention, you can even..."

In the middle of speaking, Naiyali suddenly stopped talking, and she was keenly aware of one thing - the footsteps behind her were only for one thing.

So, the reserved succubus turned around.

The mage still wore his hood, but with his head raised, the hood could only slowly fall down, revealing that smiling face very gently.

Looking down, it was a blonde girl.

The mage, who selectively ignored the legal awareness, put his arms around the slender waist of the blond girl. The latter's feet were dangling in the air, and the whole person looked like a delicate rag doll, being held in the mage's arms.

He found a chair and sat down, but the girl still remained on his lap, as if she had settled down in a nest.

"Oh, you really surprised me..."

Frowning, the succubus girl suddenly couldn't understand the scene in front of her. She tried to change her mind, but still got nothing.

"It was just a malicious speculation at first, but I didn't expect things to develop in such a bad direction... You two, I think the top of my head is not just as simple as green, there is probably a grassland on it right?"

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and there was a faint sob.

"I'm miserable. My identity will always be that of a humble lover. The man on the bed has always kept others from telling me, and now he still shows me his affection in front of my face...sobbing."

"You worry too much, nothing happened between me and His Majesty Yog."

Shrug your shoulders, it's better not to take the blame for things that don't exist.

"Then why does your relationship seem to be advancing by leaps and bounds?"

"Probably because—I figured it out?"

"What did you figure out?"

"It's really delicious."

"Uh?"

He smiled heartlessly.

"I suddenly felt that the little girl seems to be quite good. Look, isn't His Majesty Yog a perfect example? If it is His Majesty Yog, even with a 12-year-old appearance, I think I can still bok -"

"Hey hey—stop quickly, the sky is clear in broad daylight, but you are saying such terrible things, aren't you afraid of being arrested?"

Make a look of shock.

"You just figured out how to become a pervert?"

"Correct me, I just became a slave of love who was captured physically and mentally by His Majesty Yog."

"I think I need to call the guards."

"The guards have no authority to arrest nobles."

"Are you a nobleman?"

The volume increased a little, and she felt that the person in front of her might have been remade.

Yog drew a sigil from his sleeve, and the power of the Outer Gods interfered with reality, so that he was a true nobleman.