V2 Chapter 118

“N, no—! If, if it’s what her majesty wishes, I, I will do what her Majesty wants,” Somelia hurriedly replied.

“You are not honest, are you?” Sitana smiled faintly.

When she heard Sitana’s reply, a sexual jolt coursed through Somelia from head to toe. Her want and desire hung in the air like a kite in the wind, dipping and soaring. With dampness between her master’s legs and her heart in her throat, Somelia tentatively took her master’s head in her hands and planted her lips against Sitana’s and their tongues explored their willing partner’s mouth. She seemed to have already far gone from her lust and desire, she was overheating.

Plump, soft lips greeted her and then Sitana’s tongue caressed the seam of Somelia’s mouth. Somelia opened anticipating her velvet feel. The combined expectation from Sitana’s kiss and touch as well as the scene playing inside her mind where the Second Prince was enjoying her body, made her insides shake. Somelia hadn’t expected this amount of intensity.

When Sitana’s long fingers cupped Somelia’s mound and lightly pressed against the heated join of her legs, the kiss grew urgent and sloppy. Somelia wanted to show her master how much she was enjoying this and to make Sitana experience what she was. She groaned with the frustration of not knowing where to put her hands and wanting to put them everywhere at once.

“It seems like you’re rudely using my body as an alternative as you imagine being fucked by my son… what a failure of a servant you are,” Sitana muttered with playful displeasure.

“Master… I, I did not…Hmmm,”

Sitana stops Somelia from replying as she continued kissing her, and when her hand touched her breast, an all-encompassing ache bloomed in Somelia’s pelvis and surprised her. Sitana lifted her frilly dress and caressed her at the swell of her breast. It electrified her skin.

Somelia and then broke off their kiss, as she leaned down and found a hardened nipple. When she teased and flicked it with her fingers, Sitana moaned.

“That’s so good.” Sitana groaned in pleasure. “Now, if you really want my son, you must make me satisfied!”

Just what kind of punishment is this…? Somelia muttered in her heart but she didn’t say anything as she felt her pussy already drooling in anticipation for her miserable future.

Easing her beloved master into the pillows, Somelia continued to kiss each nipple and rolled her tongue around the hardened nub. As the Great Demon Empress watched her lovely servant taste her, Somelia’s accelerant was her gaze. They were locked in a mutual give and take as Somelia traced a line down her flat stomach with the tip of her nose.

Her Master’s sexy scent beckoned her toward her female heaven.

Somelia’s fingertips drifted over the skin of her thighs, and she splayed Sitana’s knees out. Her master’s sigh warmed her. Enjoying this close-up view of her vulva. Without hesitation, Somelia stroked her master’s bare glistening skin with one finger, up and down, reveling in the wetness created. When she glanced up, Sitana’s expectant nod reassured. She leaned down, trusting her lips and tongue and placed a kiss on her master’s sex.

An exquisite moan erupted in the room.

… …

"Hachoo!"

The young man's sneeze echoed through the quiet forest.

"Why did you sneeze suddenly?" the girl following him beside him, holding his hand asked with a very worried expression. He didn’t get a cold, right? She worried. Although Demon rarely gets cold like humans, it’s not uncommon.

Sometimes, even stronger demons fell due to cold or fever, though, those moments are either cursed maliciously or weakened to the point that their immunity fell drastically.

"...... Feels like someone was talking about me." The young man with a black wavy hair replied with a wry smile. He too felt somewhat unsettled and restless by this unknown feeling—

And it is definitely some baseless gossip. There's definitely nothing good coming out of that. The young man shook his head with a helpless sigh. But who would talk something behind my back? Was it those guys who were playing heroes? Or was it Lucifalion who felt his ass wanting to be spanked?

As they walked through the forest, both of them felt as if they had returned home.

They clearly felt more relaxed and comfortable. Especially the young man who was none other than the transmigrator Cian Cahlo. He looked towards the crescent moon in the sky. It seems there was no difference between this place and Earth, just added a few nonsensical features such as magic. He suddenly felt a bit homesick. Since he had gotten used in embracing his blood-related sister in this world, suddenly Cian started to miss his real Elder Sister as well. What is she doing now, I wonder? Is she looking for me?

As for Sibylla, she was originally a dryad, one that can be considered a Nature Spirit so being in a natural environment she felt more at ease and familiar with it. Moreover, she herself enjoyed the cold winter walking alone with her beloved. Being in the forest, felt like a date with only them in the entire world—she was more than happy.

But what surprised her, was that Cian looked very satisfied and at ease as well. He was familiar with the various things in the forest, not losing out to her in terms of knowledge. For a young prince that was brought up in a spoiled manner and had rarely ever left the Palace, it was astonishing...

Throughout the way, they came across a number of low leveled magical beasts, which were easily taken care of using magic. Although the magical cores of these magical beasts could be sold for few coins in the human city, however, both of them were rich and they basically didn’t care about these merely D-C classed magic cores. No need to speak about Cian who almost had a practically inexhaustible amount of money, Sibylla who was wearing top grade magic accessories all over her body was also obviously wealthy. After all, she was not the CEO of the {Adam’s Company} for nothing. She too had some secret dealings with the human world and had already amassed quite a fortune!

Cian looked at a tree nearby and suddenly stopped walking. Seeing how Sibylla followed and stopped, Cian laughed, "If we continue at this speed for the whole journey, for a short while, it would still be fine. But if we continue forcing our self to go at this speed, it would be a huge burden to our body. Hence, let’s take a rest here. And after eating, we’ll walk again.” Cian waved his hand and said.

They had been nearing their destination. Truthfully, they should already have arrived in their destination long ago, but for some reason, Cian decided to bring Sibylla to admire many wonderful types of scenery, which made Sibylla extremely happy as she was full of smiles along the way. She was really cute—only this can make her extremely happy. Of course, it’s not because Cian was avoiding meeting their supposed to be pursuers, wherever they are now—but to please her.

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Despite not being a romantic type of guy, Cian still knows and understand that pleasing your girl is one of the things a man should do!

And besides, this is a rare opportunity to compensate her for all the things she had done for him, as well as all the sins Cian had accumulated so far. And, before they knew it, they had been walking around all over the place with no proper destination, just to flirt, play and chatted about anything that comes into their minds. Cian even started to pity their pursuers right now—looking all over for them.

Cian then took out some ingredients stored in his Interspatial Ring and said with a smile: “Today, let’s make delicious food, and I guarantee that this food will leave a lingering aftertaste for a long time.”

What he took out was, beef, flour, Alakan Juice; which Cian made from Alakan Stinging Weeds being ground carefully, which tasted like that of a fish sauce, spring onion and white carrot (this world’s white radish). Truthfully, as a Dryad, Sibylla wasn’t really a big fan of meat. Fish and seafood are fine but, the meat stench is terrible. Especially, the heaviness of the taste.

However, Sibylla didn’t stop Cian nor say any complaints, after all, although Cian rarely does it himself, he was actually a good cook, that it even shocks the First Princess. And besides, all the foods he had made and created was delicious one after another. Although she was not fond of meat, it would be a delicacy as well in his hands—Sibylla thought as such as she watches Cian started preparing the ingredients.

But then to Sybilla’s confusion, Cian suddenly started hacking the beef into pieces with the knife. His hand was so fast yet so skillful. To be honest it was grotesquely scary but Cian’s focus smile was extremely mesmerizing that Sibylla forgets about the food and just hugged her knees beside him as she watched him work. Her heart felt so sweet.

“This should be enough,” he suddenly muttered, snapping Sibylla from a daze. At this moment, the beef was no longer in its original shape to the point of a mess. It was even barely recognizable that it was meat.

After bringing it together in the one place, he tossed the spring onions into the Alakan Juice. Then, the daikon—it was also finely cut and then hacked to pieces.

She really had not something like this before.

Mixing in a little flour in the shredded meat, Cian started to arrange it into a circular shape in his hands. In this juncture, Sibylla’s focus turned towards the meat—interested and also a bit curious. It was quite fun actually. It was interesting how the meat was somehow moving strangely inside his hands and slowly becoming round, flat, then once again kneaded as if trying to soften it.

After finally making it flat with a circular shape, he slowly placed them in a boiling oil harvested from an oil fruit called Oala Fruit that can be found in the Central Region, with bamboo and maple-like leaves, albeit purple color.

Sibylla thought Cian would just leave it like that until it was cooked, but he didn’t rather, his expression became even more focus as he watched and listen to the sizzling sound and smoke coming from it. Then, as he slowly covered them with salt and spices, she was not quite familiar with, cooking it.

Somehow, it smells good. Sibylla smelled the fragrant aroma wafting in the air, and her face flushed.

It doesn’t have the usual beastly or lead smell…how surprising.

Then, with a practiced hand, a great color came to sight after a quick flip.

It was certainly a sight to see…!

He placed the cooked circular-shaped meat onto a plate before adding diced daikon, fish sauce, and spring onions.

Rather, the soup looks something like sauce.

“Thanks for waiting”

“Un!”

But, it smells really good.

“Great smell, great smell ah, let me have a quick taste.” Sibylla was unable to wait until it got cold. And she immediately asks Cian for a taste with an excited expression. Cian could only smile wryly at her and did what she wanted.

“Hmmmm?!!” Sibylla almost bit her tongue. There weren’t the usual unpleasant feelings she had expected. Cutting the edge using a fork, mixing together the daikon and sauce, she moves it to her mouth.

This is the truth.

The meat oils were sweet; the chewy texture was soft and melted inside her mouth in an instant. As it melts, the sweet oils fill up again. If it were just by itself, the oils would simply possess a heavy taste but, it was refreshing inside of Sibylla’s mouth. That sweetness adjusts with the salt; the spices bring out the positive deliciousness. The meat’s original harshness, sweetness, bitterness, aroma, and smell. They were all comforting.

“Crunchy outside tender inside, slippery but not greasy, superb item, superb item ah.” Sibylla grasped in admiration and had an intoxicated expression.

…and most of all, the sauce was most amazing. Sibylla really never expected that stench-filled juice could actually produce such a taste. In the sauce, instead of the usual fishy smell, there was a refreshing sourness, the feel of the white carrot’s crunch and the overflowing juice and fresh salty taste, the heavy taste of the oil was brilliantly eliminated.

This is, amazingly delicious.

“Mmm! Mm, mm!”

Sounds leaked due to the over deliciousness.

Looking at her delighted expression, Cian smiled happily. Women were creatures that wanted to taste good, no need to mention whether Cian’s burger steak was delicious or not, Sibylla was extremely satisfied. The smell of the spices and meat mixture, it was close to violence. However, it was truly delicious.

After eating the delicious roasted burger steak, they again laughed and chatted with each other for a little while, then unconsciously the couple quiet down, and they blankly stared at the fire. Now other than the popping sound of the bonfire, the surrounding was quiet. Cian suddenly reached out and patted the knees of Sibylla, and comfortably lying down, he used her thigh as his head pillow, looking towards the starry sky. He unconsciously recalled Oriel, his adorable sister—what is she doing now, I wonder…?

Sibylla started stroking her lover’s hair as he closed his eyes. They rested for the night. The next morning, after eating breakfast of bread and mayonnaise (Made by Cian personally), before they finally continued on their track. And then the two of them continued going along the animal trail they were following. In the blue clear sky, the sun position can be seen.

By checking the sun position can guess direction point roughly. For now, they walk toward the north. The road might be rough, but it has a sign of being used by human. By that logic, following this road will eventually get them into a place where people gather.

Along the way, apart from flirting and playing, they also both check their body strength and ability against other monsters. The result was Sibylla aside who was already a powerful expert from the start, Cian still got a long way to go if he won’t rely on his cheat powers and depend on his physical abilities as a demon. Despite having exceptional martial arts, but the monsters that best him in speed, strength, and toughness—he had a hard time coping. Hence, he got his strength limited fairly. Well even with that limiter, his strength still far surpasses those of ordinary human, especially after training for an entire year. He was able to reach the level of an elite demon. In addition, training his Death and Dark Magic—which he seemed to have a great affinity on, he felt his proficiency increasing rapidly using practical battles rather than training with himself alone.

With such leisurely pace, they continue their journey nonchalantly.

“Actually, I expect a standard rule to happen soon. You know, like we happen to witness a horse cart being attacked by either monster or bandit or something cliché’ like that,” Cian suddenly muttered with a playful smile.

Sibylla stared at him with a wry expression; “What are you talking about? What do you mean by a standard rule?”

“What? You haven’t heard of t before? It’s a basic template in a fantasy world, you know~” Cian chuckled. “…talking about the standard rule, if we ever encountered one, the one boarding the cart might be a wealthy merchant or some nobles. High chances, it would be a princess… One from those two possibilities and then we will make connections and…conquer the world, something like that.”

“That’s ridiculous!” Sibylla chided. “Well, even if that so-called standard rules of yours happened, which one do you think is best?”

Cian touched his chin and wondered; “A rich merchant daughter… or a princess…that’s kinda hard to choose.”

“Saying such thing without hesitation… moreover only limited to a girl?” Sibylla rolled her eyes. “You are really fickle, aren’t you? Not even hesitating in front of me,”

“Like I said, man is that kind of creature, you know? Well, maybe not a man… but a boy—I’m still a boy at heart.” Cian shrugs with a wry smile; “Despite it being a cliché, just being involved in such an incredible coincidence still makes one’s heart throbbed in excitement, you know~”

Sibylla can only sigh bitterly at her lover who says those things triumphantly. But in contrast, her face looks bright. She’s already familiar with this kind of silly talk. But no matter how familiar she is, how much they understand about each other temperament when other woman mentioned when she is right in front of Cian still have a funny weird feeling inside…

Maybe that what’s you call a maiden’s heart.

Not understanding Sibylla’s complicated feelings, Cian stared at the thick snow around him and suddenly had a good idea—