Chapter 120: The Queen!
"How can she be here?"
Not daring to open his eyes, Leon smirked and replied to Eros' inquiry. "Are you serious now? Don't you have my memories within you? Or are you blinded by your principles that you can't see through the fruits of our 'childish' relationship? Celes can enter my heart... because she has a spot here."
And with those words, Leon didn't feel any need to continue this pathetic conversation.
He left the show to his vampiress.
It wasn't just because he had been severely wounded. He knew that Celes would be able to finish the job because she could answer his call, come to his aid, and find a new profound strength within his heart. In Leon's heart, levels didn't matter, and only feelings did.
Celes was Leon's Queen. In this particular moment and circumstance, she could draw out her king's strength and use it to aid him.
"I don't need a girl with a yin physique to be my queen." Leon's heart warmed as he felt Celes' feelings, mainly her fury because of his wounds, giving her a significant boost to help him. "In my hands, every girl has a chance to become a queen."
And while Leon kept boosting Celes' morale, the vampiress proceeded to deal with the horny shit.
She drew her hands back, pulling Eros to her side. When his feeble and confused body landed before him, Celes smashed her elbow into his back, struck the back of his head with her palm, then sent him flying, only to draw him again to her side and pummel a few more punches.
Eros was like a bungee, but with a slight difference, and it was that no one cared about his safety and life.
Celes didn't care about her style, too. In her furious state, she just wanted to pummel him to death. However, her skills worked on her own, and Celes kept increasing her strength through her bloody threads. She sucked Eros' blood through them and used his own blood against him, too, stitching his mouth.
"Die already, you cock cultivator! Repent for your sins in hell -- start by getting castrated, then reincarnate into a fucking whore fucked by countless ugly old fucks with smelly dicks and fat bellies!" Celes also didn't seem to care about her language, throwing curses and insults left and right.
Leon certainly didn't mind them as he kept laughing.
Eros soon lost all his strength, as though he really had blood. He was pale and even slightly purple, his eyes looking ahead at the darkened ceiling, for Celes never allowed him to take a glance at her and her master. Celes also shackled him with her blood control, forming many threads that stitched Eros' mouth and limbs and crawled around him to the point he was as though in a trash bag.
And then, she gave him a little peak, but that was only because Celes followed her inspiration and nobly strode to him, only to drop her heel onto Eros' marred face, grinding into his flesh. "Eros, the horny fuck, shall be forgotten! No one will ever remember you, and only my master, the loving man, shall be written in this world's history!"
"That's the plan, Celes." Leon replied for he knew that Eros couldn't speak at all.
Celes blushed and glanced at her master, relieved that he had his eyes closed. Then, she realized he had heard her all this time and that she didn't tell him to not listen to her language. But his smile soon relieved her, and Celes felt like her master would love even her third face -- the one she was worried about showing him.
Leon was an odd fellow, and he found much weird stuff adorable.
"M-Master..." Celes spoke in a lovely, bashful tone while blood fountained from below her -- it was quite an odd sight, but Leon and Celes were already adapted to this world's wonders.
Leon chuckled and slowly approached his vampiress. "I don't know how I'll complete that main quest. It's not like I want to go around the world and say that I'm Eros. To be honest, do I care about that main quest? I'll use my nickname and adventure with hot girls like you and Louise. That's all matters, right? We'll overcome all hurdles together -- just like we did today."
"Yes, Master!" Celes left the divine below her heel alone and skipped to her master. "Master, should I lick away that blood? You must be hurt, though... Can I take out the potion here? Master, I can use that black skull and sacrifice all my mana to heal you... We can use that dragon maid's mana, too!"
"Calm down." Leon took Celes' hand and soothed her worries. "This is mere consciousness. I'll be fine with enough time, but as you said, I have bleeding outside. I'll count on you to deal with that, Celes."
Understanding his peculiar smile, Celes knew that her job outside would be to lick all the blood that left his lips and dirtied his chest. Her lovely curves heated up, and now anyone would find the vampiress alluring. Of course, with Leon by her side, anyone would know that this woman belonged to him.
Leon shifted his eyes to Eros and squinted his eyes at this man's crumbling consciousness. He glanced at the sword, too, and found out that yin and yang essences started oozing out in abundance.
It meant that the sword became ownerless.
"Let him speak."
"Yes, Master..."
Eros' lips were no longer stitched with bloody threads. "Leon Blade... If you took... my sword... it'd mean that... you would follow... the same path... as me... Haha... I wanted to... guide you... and still lost myself... in those... desires... You'll not be the same... You'll be different. It sucks that I won't be able to see it. But I was never in a place to ask for that. Promise me that you'll thank Freya, though. Thanks to her, I have seen a glimpse of what will be a new era."
Leon and Celes didn't utter a word to that man.
And soon, his last consciousness vanished, leaving the divine sword within Leon's bloodline.
"I can finally sleep."
"Sleep well, Master... I'll look out after you." Celes licked her lips and adorably looked into Leon's eyes. "You'll wake up all clean."
Leon chuckled.
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