《His Devious Harbinger: How To Tame A Wicked God?》Chapter 39:Why do you not want my long thing?
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Deia tries her best to stop herself from laughing. Kresi's face is red. She is clearly flustered. Kyo is still clueless. She opens her mouth to save her friend. At the same time, her vision changes. She can no longer see Kyo and Kresi.
An endless dark corridor. The woman is born out of the shadow. She has been waiting for a long time. Very long time.
The vision changes again. Deia is standing in the desert. A hooded white figure is standing in the middle. It is staring at the wall of the chaotic cursed sea. The figure doesn't have any shadow.
Deia blinks her eyes several times. The visions were clear. The more clear they are, the better are the chances of them turning true. The white hooded figure was definitely her spirit. She wonders what that shadowy woman was. She is afraid that the shadowy woman was a symbol of an ominous future. The promised end is coming. How long do they have?
"If you are done, can we leave?" Iver asks them with a taunting voice. "Mirin, it is your job to educate him. If you want to continue like this, do it where I can't see it."
Kresi glares at him. "Kyo, let's go."
Kyo feels sad when he sees his sister becoming angry at him. He just wanted to apply the ointment, but she is angry. He wraps his arms around her arm. She doesn't push him away, but she doesn't smile either. Iver rolls his eyes and walks ahead of them. There is no telling when the day becomes night or weather changes here. The environment is imbalanced. They can't waste much time.
After walking for hours, they are walking through the yellow and green valley. Kyo sees that his sister hasn't uttered a single word to him. Mogrok is also shooting him angry looks. Though Kyo doesn't care what Mogrok thinks, he is worried that he must have done something wrong. He wants to know why she is upset.
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"Is sister upset because she doesn't have a long thing?" He whispers to his sister. "If you are upset because of that, you can have mine."
Deia is thinking about the omens. She doesn't pay attention to Kyo. Iver nearly stumbles when he hears those words. He finds his calm and keeps walking. Ignoring is best.
Mogrok doesn't stay quiet. He yells loudly, "Boy, what are you saying? You can't give it to her."
"Why?" Kyo shoots a glare at him. "For my sister, I will give anything."
Kresi looks at Kyo lifelessly. Her soul is on the verge of vaporizing into nothing from embarrassment. "Kyo, I appreciate that. But, you can't give it to me. I don't want it either."
"Sister, why? My long thing isn't good enough?"
Iver sighs. How long does he have to hear this? They are walking through the most dangerous part of the realm. These children are talking nonsense. This journey is the most difficult one for him.
Perhaps, the god has been listening. It suddenly becomes dark.
"We have to stay here." Iver summons the dried shell weeds from his ring and burns them. Deia finally snaps out of her thoughts because of the smell of dead fishes. She wrinkles her nose.
"What's this?" She asks.
"The beastly creatures of the cursed sea has a strong sense of smell. They won't come near instinctively because of this smell." He gives her a look. "However, if a soulless creature appears, we must run."
Kresi stares at him. "Are we tenting here until it's morning again?"
"Yes." Iver nods as he builds the tent. Deia and Kresi also build their tents while Kyo and Mogrok sit on the side. Kyo pouts. His sister doesn't want his long thing. She is still upset because she doesn't have a long thing. He wonders what he should do.
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"Boy, the master is off-limit," Mogrok warns Kyo. "If you want to give your long thing to a female, that seer isn't bad."
"My long thing only belongs to my sister," Kyo mumbles in a low voice.
"Master don't want it." Mogrok wants to beat up this boy. How dare he? His master deserves someone better than the dark God. "You aren't manly enough."
Kyo squints at him. "What is manly?"
"If you don't know it, then you aren't manly enough." Mogrok rolls away from him before he can ask another question. He rolls straight inside the tent that Kresi built. "Master, come inside. I want to sleep with you."
"Mirin, keep watch for the night," Iver tells Kresi before he enters his tent. Kresi looks around. It's dark. She can't see anything.
"No, go to sleep. You are tired." Kresi shakes her head. "I plan to read some books. Next time, you will get to watch. You should rest tonight."
"If you need anything, wake me up." Deia gets inside the tent and falls asleep as soon as she lays down on the floor.
Kresi turns to the final person. "Kyo, come. You should also sleep. Mogrok is waiting."
Morgok is already snoring inside the tent.
He doesn't move from his spot. "I don't like sleeping without you."
"If you don't sleep, then you will be tired tomorrow." Kresi sits beside him. "If you don't want to sleep inside, put your head on my lap and sleep."
Kyo lays down on the grass and puts his head on her lap. She smiles at kindly. There is no hint of anger in her eyes. She strokes his hair gently. Kyo loves it when she does that.
"Sister, why do you not want my long thing?"
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