Four Split Personalities

Chapter 2621: Chapter 1239: Deadly Game · Acceptance (XV) - The Path to Survival_2

[This person...]

Double Leaf scratched his cheek helplessly, then released his hands from Motan’s neck and placed his palm on the latter’s chest, whispering, "It’s going to hurt a lot at first..."

"Yeah, I know."

"But once you get used to it, it shouldn’t hurt that much."

"That’s good to know..."

"You might even find it pleasurable once you get used to it."

"Uh?"

"You won’t get addicted, will you..."

"Honestly, I’m starting to have second thoughts."

"Don’t worry, I’ll be very gentle~"

"Double Leaf, what exactly are you planning to... ugh!"

Motan didn’t get to finish his sentence, as just when he was halfway through, the girl’s small hand that was pressed against his chest suddenly pierced through his chest armor and clamped tightly onto Haru Kuttata’s chest.

At the same time, the fingers, which had been gnawed until they were raw, silently transformed into sharp needles, effortlessly piercing Haru’s skin and burrowing into his body.

A pain similar to having five small tacks hammered into his body quickly spread from his chest.

"Uh... ugh..."

Motan let out a cry of agony, losing his balance in an instant and collapsing to the ground clumsily. However, just before he completely fell, Motan, who seemed to be enduring immense pain, still managed to turn his body to protect the Double Leaf in his arms. He never tried to pull out the little hand that was already embedded in his chest.

"Hmm, wait a moment, this seems a bit harder to control than I imagined..."

Double Leaf slowly sat up from Motan’s chest and, lowering her gaze to the deeply embedded right hand in him, which hadn’t spilled any blood, she narrowed her eyes: "But does it really hurt this much?"

[If you consider the system’s interference with the player’s senses, it should still be within an acceptable level...]

While having this thought, Motan’s body twitched instinctively as he nodded with great difficulty: "Indeed... it might be slightly exceeding what I can endure..."

"Alright, alright, I expected that."

Double Leaf nodded lazily and then glanced at her status bar, a playful smile appearing on her lips: "But it’s somewhat successful for now. I’ll be more gentle and try to restore you to the point where you can move normally, but..."

"Phew~"

As the intense pain from his chest suddenly subsided, Motan let out a relieved breath, cautiously standing up and lifting the girl who had tiptoed up in his arms horizontally, asking in a dry voice: "But what?"

"But as long as the pain you’re enduring reduces to the point where it doesn’t affect your movement, well, enough for you to carry me and run as you did earlier, you need to shout listen immediately, okay?"

Double Leaf looked up at his face seriously and, after Motan nodded, cheerfully commanded: "Alright! Keep running!"

"Underst... oof... understood."

Thus, Motan continued to step forward, and the pain in his chest, which was nearly negligible, continued to decrease under Double Leaf’s control, even giving him a sense of... comfort.

"Hehe."

Double Leaf grinned and keenly remarked: "See, didn’t I tell you? Are you not starting to find it comfortable and a bit addictive?"

Motan forced a smile, replying wearily: "Though that could be one way to look at it, it’s probably just an illusion from enduring massive amounts of pain earlier, right?"

Double Leaf stuck out her tongue playfully: "Mm-hmm, hope this illusion lasts a bit longer, otherwise we’ll be..."

"Enough."

At this moment, Motan suddenly interrupted her and, at the same time, gradually quickened his pace, saying in a deep voice: "At this level, I should be barely able to handle it."

"No problem."

Upon hearing his determination, Double Leaf immediately reduced the ’extraction’ strength, then licked the corner of her mouth seductively: "Speaking of which, Frank, your ’flavor’ is quite remarkable, feels very full-bodied!"

Motan ignored the hint of ambiguity in her tone and chuckled lightly: "So, are you indeed extracting my blood at this moment?"

"To be precise, it’s nutrition, but you’re not far off, since most of the nutrition is in the blood after all."

Double Leaf chuckled, blinking as if suddenly realizing: "Oh right, when I say ’tastes nice,’ guess it’s not ’Frank Hughes’ but the ’Haru Kuttata’ you’re playing now, huh? Tsk tsk, really, I almost feel like dating a Lizardman hunk."

Becoming increasingly pale, with health points and physical strength values decreasing steadily at a rate of 1% every five seconds and scales gradually losing their luster, Motan managed a weak smile without taking Double Leaf’s bait, simply murmuring: "Is this also a kind of Fertility Magic?"

"Indeed it is."

Double Leaf nodded firmly, lounging against Motan’s shoulder: "Any issues?"

"Though I seldom have the chance to interact with the clergy of the Holy Church Union, from what I know... phew..."

Motan suddenly stumbled in his step, regained his breath, and then continued: "From what I know, the image of the Fertile Sect seems to differ greatly from the ’Maeve Xiangluan’ you’re portraying."

The latter smiled gently and shook her head: "I’m not a member of the Fertile Sect, so there’s no need to be so polite. Hmm, let me think, perhaps you’re suggesting that the divine arts Maeve employs appear bizarre, cruel, twisted, and chilly?"

Motan contemplated for several seconds but eventually nodded: "Even if it’s not as exaggerated as you say, it’s probably not too far off. During my travels, I’ve met several Fertility Priests and Priests who often extend a helping hand to common people, and their divine arts seemed quite... uh..."

"Positive energy?"

Double Leaf giggled, interjecting.

"Positive energy?"

Motan first frowned, then nodded vigorously: "Hmm, you could say so, indeed very ’positive energy.’"

"I don’t find it unusual at all."

Double Leaf yawned, deliberately setting up sizable ’obstacles’ using her rapidly recovering stats, remarking nonchalantly: "Earth Elemental Puppets made by different mages vary so much, so divine arts should be about the same, right? Even if Maeve appeared ’heroic and upright’ before, she’s gone mad and already switched to another persona."

Motan furrowed his brows: "So?"

"So her skills have changed along with her persona."

Double Leaf grinned, stating seriously: "Think about it, a ’deranged beauty’ goes berserk. Isn’t it awkward if she conjures some holy light sparkles with just a wave? Wouldn’t you feel disappointed?"

[If only you’ve seen Xia Lian’s thirty-six celestial wand techniques, you’d probably not be spewing nonsense.]

Motan chuckled coldly inwardly, but on the outside, he forced a slightly stiff nod, agreeing half-heartedly: "Mm, perhaps."

"Alright, alright, don’t dwell on these unnecessary details. After all, divine arts and magic are just tools, what’s the point of someone who’s useless like you studying these things?"

Double Leaf closed her eyes lazily, speaking lightly: "Keep running, I can guarantee that those guys won’t catch up to us before we reach the coast."

"Okay."

Motan nodded vigorously, then fell silent, focusing on running.

Yet the doubts in his mind weren’t eased by Double Leaf’s detached explanations.

Though he didn’t think the flat-chested girl in his arms was fooling him, ultimately, Double Leaf, also possessing the [Unbeliever] talent, wasn’t suited for divine arts.

But Motan was different...

After all, ’Tan Mo’ was an [Unbeliever], unrelated to the Church of the Dawn’s new treasure ’Hei Fan.’

Chapter 1239: End