V3 Chapter 35

“What did, you-”

The blue-haired man could not finish what he said as Cian pulled the spear from his hand, and he fell down, collapsing, kneeling in front of the Werebeast he despised so much.

His hand that was holding his spear was now grasping his chest- blood spurted from the bloody hole that went straight to his heart.

Coughing blood, the blue-haired man's body continued to jerk, as he raised his head and look at the Foxman’s hand, which for some reason, there was now a sharp stake-like bone sticking out from there, covered completely by his blood.

“Where, did that come from…?” he asked in confusion.

He was certain that there was nothing like that before.

So where?

"You know... you were a good playmate. It was fun while it lasted. Though you are a bit noisy, it was indeed fun. And I had learned a few things as well,"

"Y, you bastard!!"

"Can't move now? Well, after all, you took my poison directly,"

Cian crouched down and look at him eye to eye.

"I already gave you mercy and had asked you to leave- you can just treat it as whimsical mercy. People often have that, that kind of thing. But you are the ones who didn't cherish it...sadly, you see yourself as someone above others. You have talent, but no humility. Next time, in your next life, you should not just cultivate fighting, but also your heart and mind. Sometimes the latter is much more important."

"What...the hell...are you...?!"

"....hard to say. But I am who I am."

“Roland!!!”

A piercing cry came rang out.

Turning towards the source, they both saw the red-haired man looking at them in a daze.

“Sorry, brother,”

The blue-haired man let out a grin, blood trailed from the corner of his lips and tailed down to his chin.

“I’m going first,” he said before finally collapsing on the ground.

No matter how strong, or how tough they were, as a human the moment their hearts were pierced, they would die without a doubt. Unless they have some heaven-defying healing potion. But that’s something even rarer than a unicorn’s horn or phoenix feather. It's certainly not something a small group like them could have.

“Aaaaahh!!! How dare you, you bastard!!!”

The red-haired man let out a beast-like cry, despair, anger, hatred, all negative emotions burst out as savage expression appeared on his face. Then, he charged toward Cian. Cian just watched him, however, with a faint smile on his face. He was watching him like someone who is watching a clown perform.

How dare you- !!!

He was even more furious. However, before the red-haired man could even reach him, his vision suddenly blurred.

...!?

Not knowing what had happened, he collapsed, his face flat against the ground.

Confusion danced across his eyes, not understand what was going on.

“It took effect quite longer than I expected.”

A voice said. Then, followed by a Tap! Tap! Tap! sound of footsteps coming closer.

“Wh, what are you talking about?!”

“Hm, I guess it’s not an inconvenience to tell you,”

Cian squatted just in front of him.

“Poison...I say. Now, you are feeling the effect of the poison. Though, that was slower than I expected. You all have incredible resistance against poison, huh... fortunately, but unfortunately for you, my poison is not just any ordinary poison.”

“P, poison?! How?! When did-?!”

A horrifying shock appeared on the red-haired man's face. Indeed, during their gruesome training, they had been trained to take in poison. It's one of the necessary skills as a trained elite for the Kingdom.

Pain Tolerance, and Poison Resistance.

Both of them were needed, or else they would have died during gruesome training. And so, of course, they had never been afraid of poison. But the Foxman just said they were poisoned?! How is that even possible?! And when were they poisoned?

“Hn, I guess you wouldn’t notice it. After all, the poison is in my blood."

A shocking answer came.

Cian grinned, "... Though you didn’t take it orally, perhaps, that’s why it took effect quite slowly. But still, once you’re drenched by my blood, sadly for you, it will seep into your pores, and will slowly, and slowly, flow in your bloodstream.”

“Bl, blood?! What are you talking about?!”

“That’s something you don’t need to know,”

Cian patted his head with an amused grin. Then, it turned into a helpless expression, like a kid who was unsatisfied with his toy.

“Even still, you know...I already laid out several plans to kill you, and that includes the poison. I even used [Imagis Realis] as insurance. But, who would have thought, all of you to be so weaker than I expected? Give you a bit of edge, and all of you let down your guard, not even caring to learn about what the enemy’s true capabilities are.”

"What...?"

"That's bad you know. Though I was able to measure my physical combat skills through you, and I was able to learn my limitations, and which aspect I should improve from. All in all, it's still a victory for me. I thank you for that,"

“What are, you talking about?”

The red-haired man gritted his teeth, his face extremely pale as he tried to stand up. However, the hand on his head once again pressed him against the ground. With his strength seemly being sucked out, he could not even muster enough power to go struggle.

“Well, in simplest terms, you just regarded me as an ordinary Werebeast…a mere, weak Foxman, did you? And that’s your biggest problem because I’m not.” Cian chuckled.

“You should have killed them already,”

As Cian was savoring the man's look of despair, suddenly, a grating voice came out, snapping the red-haired man awake.

Who is it?! There’s someone else here?

“You don’t have to hurt yourself like this,”

The female voice was very cold, and before the red-haired man could turn his head and see who it was, a foot had stomped on his back, and he could even hear his bones breaking from the strength.

“Gyaaaaah!!”

The man felt his spine and bones breaking into pieces, and he let out a loud, piercing cry of pain.

“You should not have shed blood for these garbages, Cian! You should have killed them without being hurt!” the angry voice scowled in complete anger, her foot pressing and twisting on the man's back, causing the red-haired man to cry in pain, over and over again. He was screaming like a pig being butchered.

Cian stared at her fuming lover and grinned.

“Perhaps, but I was expecting more from them, you know. Perhaps, having some special abilities for them to show off- after all, the humans I have seen up until now, are ridiculously strong. I was just being cautious, that’s all,”

“Then, you should have let me protect you! I could kill these people in an instant! I would not have let them hurt you!!” she once again snap back.

She came here to protect him, and yet she was unable to. Watching him get hurt and bleed was as if she was being torn to pieces. It hurts too much, she was about to charge in anger.

“I know you will,”

Cian said as he stood up, grasping her hand and pulling her into his embrace.

But if you do that, training would be impossible...

Though it didn't reach the outcome I was expecting, however, I was still able to measure my strength somewhat. Now I know that fighting an Elite or two alone would not be a problem even if I only use my physical strength like a werebeast.

...and also, that the level of Asceius and Iris, is not common.

Now, there's no need to hesitate or fear them.

“But I don’t want to see you hurt as well. I can’t let you go out and fight them, not knowing of their true powers. That would be dangerous, for you, and for me.”

“Cian, but you’re hurt,”

She gently grabbed his shoulders and look at the bleeding cuts on his body, and her anger exploded again.

“How dare, how dare, how dare them!!”

Cian watched aghast, as he couldn't immediately reconcile that voice with Amadea- his beautiful and always obedient Blood Alraune. It was a cold, dark voice that spilled from the normally lovely and languid girl.

Then, it happened.

"Hee, w, hat?"

“How dare you hurt my Cian!! I will kill you~! I will kill you!”

The foliage grew on its own, and thorny vines crawled out from the shrubbery and stirred as if the forest itself had a will. And then, as if following her anger, vines crawled from beneath their feet, seizing the red-haired man’s legs.

"Gya."

Thick tree roots advanced on him, pulsing like a living creature, swallowing up the man’s body and dragging him into the ground. They were wondrously strong, and in the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by countless vines and roots that came from underground.

The sound of his bones being crushed echoed in the area and not even the man was able to let out any voice or scream as he gave his last breath. His body mangled, broken, crushed.

But even his death couldn't quell her anger. Amadea turned her attention towards the last remaining one, and that was the unconscious red-haired woman. Vines crept into her limbs and waist, like little snakes. And with just a simple will of her, the red-haired woman would surely die a gruesome death.

However, before the vines were able to strangle her, Cian grabbed Amadea’s wrist.

“She’s mine,” he said simply.

Amadea turned towards him still, with a cold expression.

“I could protect you like this, Cian,” she said, her eyes turned teary. She hardly cares about the woman, even if her lover desires her. What she wanted is his acknowledgment.

“Why didn’t you let me protect you? Why did you let yourself get hurt like this?! I just can’t understand that! Why did you take the risk?!”

Cian let out a sigh and smiled wryly before he took a step toward her. He then leaned down and kissed away the line of stress between her brows, hugging her close until he felt her relax.

“I’m sorry, okay, but being cautious is really my style. And besides, fighting always comes with being hurt. So you gotta get used to that,”

“But at least, you need to let me in. Fighting together with you, protecting you, at least give me that right,” she said snappily. “Watching you get hurt, watching you bleed, while I was right there, being unable to do anything but watch- it hurts Cian. It really, really hurts.”

Cian smiled wryly. “I was planning to, that’s why I told you to prepare, didn’t I? You’re one of my insurance. If they were proven stronger than I thought, then I will need your help, and you will take one of them out, that’s the plan,”

“You didn’t say that,”

“I wasn’t able to since there was no time to discuss after they suddenly appeared. But I know you will be able to understand it when the time comes,”

“But I don’t like watching you being hurt… you should have at least let me fight with you,” she sighs. “I’m not just any harmless woman you can find anywhere. It’s my nature to kill. And I think, I’m really good at it. Furthermore, I cannot die in this place. If I get killed, I can just resurrect. If they are proven too strong, then you can just leave me, and save yourself! You don't need to get hurt like this!”

Amadea grumbled in frustration.

“The problem is, I don’t want to see you getting killed as well,”

Cian shook his head.

“But Cian-”

Cian didn't want to argue with her anymore and slipped a hand under her chin, tilting her face up to capture her lips with his. As their tongues danced like snakes, he moved his large hands over her hips, upward to her breasts. She moaned when he squeezed them.

"Even if you cannot die..what about my pride, Amadea? If I run away and leave my woman behind to get killed, then how would I amount to in the future?"

"... ?!"

"Be it in my previous life, and now, in a dangerous battle where my life is on the line, I had never left a man behind. I might be cruel, cold- I might be wicked, but I never betray. That is my Pride as a Jekyll. The code that I had been living by."

"Cian..."

"And besides, you should not look at me like that. I'm not someone who will easily die. Gods look after me...fate bends for me. No matter if it's my time or not, I will break the so-called destiny, and survive. I promise you that..." he grasped her in the mid of her back, pressing her against him, and kissed her again.

For a fleeting moment, the world spun around them, lost in passion. Withdrawing from her lips, he pressed his forehead to hers and smiled, gazing into her beautiful, red eyes.

"Look at them,"

Cian grinned, giving her a half-laugh and a smile, then glanced at the corpses around them.

"Look at what I have done to them. I've seen this before...I've been in this situation before, countless times. And all of it ended the same way...me standing alone, bloody, but still standing up with fire blazing on my chest. Alive. And that will never change...so don't be angry, okay? Life gives challenges, but I'm not someone to bow, nor yield. That's not the man you have loved... this is me...the man, you fall for. Isn't it?"

"You bloody idiot..."

Amadea sigh, but the anger in her heart somewhat lessened.

"If possible, I don't want a powerful man. I don't want the strongest man...all I wanted is you. Safe, that's all I ever want."

Was she this type of character?

"You know that's not in the script." he sighs.

"This is not the kind of story, Amadea. This is not a slice of life, nor a fluffy romance novel. This is... my story. And this is that kind of story. I have killed countless people with these hands. That is why, I know, my life would never be peaceful. Or else, the souls I have killed would never be in peace,"

"That is a strange way to console me, Cian..."

Amadea let out a helpless sigh. Her long crimson hair blew gently around her.

"But fine...if your life would never be in peace, then so is mine. Just don't forget, your life is not yours anymore...never any more. "

She stared at him with a big beautiful smile on her face, and her eyes were shining for him.

Cian felt happy and sweet. Without saying anything, he pushed her beautiful, red curls off of her shoulder and pressed hot, open-mouthed kissed along her swan-like neck.

A single was enough to snap her out of her trance. She knotted her fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth up to hers. He forced his tongue into her mouth. And Amadea took it willingly and relaxed.

The kiss was hot and hard, making Amadea’s knees weak and Cian feel lightheaded. Then, he tore his mouth away from hers and started kissing down along her collarbone, nipping at it harshly before soothing it over with licks. Amadea arched her back against him as she pushed him off of her.

Cian gave her a curious look, but she looks at him.

“Cian your wounds, let’s tend to it first,” she said with worry. Though she wanted his body over hers as soon as possible, however, with him being so hurt, she just can’t ignore it.

“It’s fine if you’re not against being bloody,” he grinned. His injuries are actually nothing to him. It’s barely even painful. And it will just disappear after a few minutes.

“You’re asking me?”

Amadea grinned, and her anger slowly flew away, somewhere. She leaned over, opened her mouth, and let her tongue came out from her beautiful, red lips, and started licking the blood on his face. She slurped all the blood, dried or not, cleaning his face.

“I can drink your blood until you dried up. You being bloody, is nothing to me. However, I hate to see you hurt. “

Though, one must notice that the moment her tongue trailed on his wounds, the shallow cuts immediately close up, as if the wound itself has been licked by her.

Those with somewhat deeper cuts took quite a while to heal, but she didn’t mind and continued lapping on his blood like a hungry vampire that has never drunk blood for a while.

Cian didn’t do anything and just watch, letting her do whatever she wanted. He already knew that her body fluids, especially saliva have an incredible recovery effect. Perhaps, it has something to do with what she is- A Nature Spirit born from Blood- or was it her innate power usurped from the God Beast? Nevertheless, even without that, he will still let her drink his blood.

He always knew her fixation on his blood, well semen comes second on favorite food. Since this blood would just go to waste, it’s better to let her have all of it, instead.

With fascination as he watches her almost worshipping him, he looks at her lapping the hollow of his throat, then his neck, his right shoulder, and collarbone. Then, suddenly, her hands grabbed his torn clothes and ripped them apart.

This caught him off-guard.

“Why the sudden violence?”

He had not expected her to suddenly tear his clothes in this kind of place. Now, his upper body was naked. Though he was not that concerned about being one in the middle of the forest, still, it’s quite awkward.

She traced the curvy black lines that were tattoed on his body with a mischievous smile.

“Don’t worry, there are no enemies around, and even if there is, I will know. My children have been scattered around us, so you can now rest assured,” she said before started licking his chest where there were many bloody cuts in there, both shallow and deep. And her heart once again felt a squeezing pain. Still, she tried to mask it and continued licking his wounds, trailing her tongue across his chest.

“That’s not what I’m asking,”

Cian let out a helpless sigh while feeling the softness of her tits pressing against his abdominal muscles. At the feel of it, something began to rise to an erection. Her big round tits strained at the material of her thin clothes, and he could feel her nipples, like two hot coals raking at his chest.

He reached down behind her and cupped the cheeks of her ass in his hands. He kneaded them vigorously.

“And what are you doing?” she said, feeling his hands on her bum. She could even see his cock beginning to harden inside his pants. The light cotton material of his trousers began to rise like a circus tent as his cock stiffened.

“Just having my feel, like you,” he said, chuckling playfully.

“I’m not trying to, you know that,”

“Well, if it’s not you seducing me, then I’m really looking forward to the moment you are really trying to seduce me. I think that would be a sight to see,”

“You’re really a pervert,” she lamented, before deciding to let him be and continued on what she was doing. She now went into his arms, slurping the blood with an intoxicated expression. Really, Cian’s blood is the most delicious thing she had ever have.

Though there are some wounds that would take quite a while to close and heal, at the very least, they had stopped bleeding already.

His own healing factor showing its effects, and of course, her own magical saliva- a sap of the Blood Tree greatly helps in the quick speed of his recovery. She then took his left arm from her bum and started feasting on his fingers, covered by blood from the spear that had torn his flesh.