Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 113
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Damn you, Grey, you bastard. How could you deny me traveling? Opening my eyes to the morning rays of light, I smiled as it glimmered over the redheaded fox in my bed. With a flick to her nose, my brow suddenly shot up as she caught my finger with her mouth.
with a sensual twirl of her tongue, I beamed as I pointed to my lips with my other arms, "My finger or these."
Leaping into my lips from above, Lilith took my breath away as a storm exploded. Leaving no crevice unexplored, Lilith separated as bits of saliva trailed down my chin as she gave me a lovable smile,
Watching as she blushed as my rod pressed against her garden, I smiled as I could feel the subtle movements of her body rocking back and forth as she eyed me with anticipation.
"Morning," I greeted
"Morning," she returned, licking her lips.
"Ummm, again!!! Mrs. Leia really likes to be on top," said the young little boy as he sent Lilith an odd innocent stare, "you two have been doing this for about two weeks...Are you OK? Is Mr. Darth Vader's tummy hurting?"
"Ah, Nal, when did you" Lilith yelled as she took the little lamb into her arms, giving him my kisses. Damn that little shit fucker. Those lips are for me, Nal.
Pursing my lips, a cold light flashed from my eyes as I glared at Al's little son. I should have expected this. Every damn time, things were getting fun. that little shit stain would visit.... every damn morning. At this rate, I will have to break my vow and eat a damn child. 'Nal's Soup' shall be its name.
"Agreed, you little shit, Why are you..." I exclaimed as Lilith clopped my head, "Leave him alone. Look at his cheeks; he is so cute."
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Watching Lilith play with his adorable cheeks as the boy laughed, I suddenly smiled, "I could give you some... if you want? Does five or six sound right...we are immortal now."
Like a block of ice, Lilith froze, causing me to burst into laughter, leaving the little girl alone as she imaged chibi's running around. I had always hated the light but waking up to Lilith glimmering in the morning light became the lights saving grace...bitch ass light.
"Vader..."
"D..."
"I know, you little shit," Al yelled as he slapped my back. Look at his kid playing with Lilith; he smiled, "You have a keeper... better hurry and put a bun in the oven. She is way too pretty for you. It will not be long before some man steals her from you."
"Please, it doesn't get better than this," I exclaimed, giving my own ass a slap, "My greatness knows no bounds. The sweetness is strong with this one. "
"You're an idiot."
"That's Debatable."
Rolling his eyes, I followed behind Al as I prepared breakfast one final time. This trip was quite enjoyable. Everyone was quite hospitable as they took care of Lilith and me without expecting anything in return aside from my payment once this job was done.
Taking a morning bite of my breakfast, I smiled as I gazed out at the men eating. It was so much different in the capital. Everyone was scheming there, trying to earn your trust. It was quite refreshing not to have to deal with school or these types of people.
"So what are your plans after you enter, Tulum," Sol asked as he turned to me.
"Kill some bitch who betray me and leave to travel the world." I lightly said as Al and Sol glanced at each other in surprise.
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"you don't really seem like a killer...In fact, more of a goofball," Sol said with a frown.
"Agreed, in fact, you remind me of my five-year-old son, Nal," Al replied with astonishment.
Shrugging my shoulders, I smiled, "it's not like I don't have enemies," I lightly said, thinking of everyone in the world currently hunting me.
"enough of that; let's head out," Sol yelled as everyone started packing up. Helping them out, I smiled as I saw a midsize city in the distance. Tulum the Stone city, how interesting.
Glancing at Sol and Al along with everyone, I smiled, "I guess you all did your job." I said, taking a spiral bracelet out. "here is the payment. I added another ten thousand for making this trip so enjoyable."
Looking at the surprised face of Sol, I smile, shaking his hand, "I hope to see you sometime...and stay away from that chimera. All of them, including their children, are peak saint rank capable of fighting heavenly rank cultivators. Read a book sometimes."
I knew Sol had a treasure that could have helped, but I personally didn't think it was worth it. Such treasures are rare; to waste it on collecting a paycheck was dumb. Getting closer to the gate, I could see thousands of refugees among various other people trying to get in.
"It's probably due to what happened in their capital. I heard Godwin is suffering from a plague," Lilith whispered as she sent me a blaming look.
"Man, that sounds bad," I said, not really caring. It's not like it's my fault...I just told my people to create it, plant it, explode the bombs, and to use a formation to destroy their city. Aside from that, I didn't do anything....they should have rolled out the way.
With an innocent grin, I gazed out as a guard pulled out a wanted poster of Lilith and me. Honestly, this was so stupid; I just changed my hair and took a mild-mannered personality. How can they not tell it was me? I literally look almost the same; these people must have some kind of brain cancer.
Glancing at the wanted poster that had me standing looking cold as ice, with an arrogant sneer, I almost laughed. Those were the days....not really. It was boring as hell, too much politics, not enough killing or booty.
"How long..."
Handing him a wad of cash, I could see a smile surface from the guard as he nodded, "Clear they can enter."
With a smile, I looked at the blustering city filled with people. It was not pendragon that had a more modern look. This city reminded me of the middle ages. Almost every looked to be crafted by stone as Lilith and I wandered around.
Stopping at a stand, I quickly purchase two Mask for Lilith and myself. I didn't feel comfortable walking without one. I was not superman; that shit only works a few times.
However, as I placed a mask over my face, I felt a comfort I had not felt in a long time...it was as if I had always worn one.
"Sene?" Lilith called in my ear as she gently shook my shoulder.
"Ah, sorry, I spaced... it's noting just déjà vu." I lightly said, putting the familiar feeling behind me.
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