Warhammer

Her skin wasn't as fair and delicate as that of the Aries Girl, but it was still delicate and full of health. Wheat-colored skin was a common skin color for women in the Southern Kingdom, but it was different for the Paladin. Perhaps because of the antiquity of her faith, her skin was coated with a faint luster.

Al couldn't help but gently poke her cheek, which was soft and smooth.

He suddenly realized that this was not Yang Nu and Alina.

The person in Al's arms was the enemy who just wanted to kill him.

He was filled with mixed emotions.

She looked so majestic, such an inviolable paladin and goddess of war before, but after falling down, her sleeping posture was no different from that of a delicate Aries girl, just as fragile and easily broken.

Al continued to admire it.

Her lips were thick and slightly gray, making her look even weaker. Al pressed them lightly with his fingers and felt that they were very thick.

In Al's opinion, such lips have a mature charm.

very sexy.

The boy's fingers became more and more unbridled, stroking across the lips, the smooth chin, the throat, the collarbone, until they stopped at the pair of peaks contained in the armor.

His fingertips tapped unconsciously on the armor on the paladin's chest, and Al felt a conflict between his conscience and his desires.

After a long time, the sheep girl pushed open the tent and walked in. She brought a basin of clean water as usual, wiped him, and helped Claudia take off her armor.

Al looked at the sleeping face.

I remember what joy said after it possessed me.

"Perhaps it would be better to kill you."

He stood up and held Claudia horizontally.

Place it on the blanket where the boy had had sex with the goat girl and the horse girl, leaving many traces.

Take a deep breath.

The air was a little hot, making the tent seem stuffy.

The sheep girl's face was flushed and her body was slightly hot.

It seemed as if it could smell the coming storm, spreading silently in the tent.

The smell of desire.

Chapter 49: Midnight

A rustling sound came from my ears.

Claudia suddenly became nervous.

"who is it!"

She wanted to stand up, draw her sword, and be alert, just like she had done many times in the past, all in one go.

During her long career of hard training and practice as a paladin, she has practiced this set of movements like flowing water.

Very heavy and tiring.

From the inside out, the exhaustion and tightness from the outside in were urging her:

Sleep, sleep quickly!

The paladin felt an indescribable panic enveloping her tightly.

The ubiquitous oppression made it impossible for her to open her eyes or speak, and even her heart could only beat slowly.

Even my thoughts gradually became rigid and stagnant.

It seemed as if she would be swallowed up by the darkness again in the next second.

"goddess....."

Claudia instinctively prayed to her faith.

Time and again, the influence of darkness grew deeper and deeper, her thinking became duller and duller, but she still received no response from Mirmidia.

"My goddess, you taught, taught... taught our fingers how to fight, your excellent eyes, pierce, pierce through the fog, see everything..."

She recited scriptures and classics intermittently. Every time she read the next sentence, the previous sentence seemed to be forgotten, and it took her a while to remember it again.

The continued chanting failed to calm the paladin's heart, but instead made Claudia more terrified.

The darkness was about to swallow her up, but her last straw of lifeline was nowhere to be found.

"You are our Lord, the whole earth, the whole earth.....the whole earth's army, the King!"

"No, no!"

Claudia became more and more crazy. The approaching darkness was eroding the mind of this champion warrior who had experienced many setbacks but remained standing. She had a premonition that when she was completely swallowed up by the darkness, she would be forever and forever lost in a depth that was more terrifying than purgatory.

"By, by your glory, goddess... please look at me, please look at me!"

"goddess!"

She screamed madly in her empty consciousness, praying for some merciful and powerful being to hear her call.

And such a merciful and powerful one.

There are four behind Al.

......

Claudia was suddenly pulled back from her lost frenzy by a strange touch.

It seemed as if something was gently pressing her chin.

She yelled desperately.

"Fiona? Is that you, Fiona?"

"An? Come out, An!"

"Aliya? Kallen?"

"Leader Themis!"

Still no response, the dark space was filled with nothingness.

The feeling on Claudia's chin that made her feel that she was still alive gradually dissipated, and she once again fell into the state of being imprisoned and bound in the vast nothingness, unable to perceive or control anything except her own thoughts.

The paladin was disheartened.

The pure and solid diamond was injected with gray death air bit by bit, transforming its texture and making it sensitive and fragile.

I heard your prayers

"Woman! Goddess!"

Hope surged into the paladin's heart once again, and she prayed loudly, even ignoring why the goddess' voice sounded so charming and seductive.

"Please look at me, give me courage, and lead me out of this darkness!"

My son will grant your wish.

The female voice chuckled and pulled away, leaving the paladin to face everything alone.

She was confused, nervous, and praying...

Until new changes occur.

Claudia felt a warmth, and she couldn't wait to feel the source of that warmth.

First the back of the hand, the forearm, the arm, and then slid all the way up, as if two little snakes were swimming on Claudia's arm.

As they passed by, Claudia was pleasantly aware of the presence of her own hands, feeling the warmth, the touch, and the sensation of pressing the plush!

"Please go on, please, please rescue me!"

If consciousness could shed tears, Claudia would be in tears at this moment. The confinement of nothingness made her feel oppressed every moment, and she couldn't wait to escape from the darkness.

Return to the material world which is warm, familiar, but also full of various sufferings.

Two small snakes slithered over her shoulders, passed behind her ears, and caressed her face.

Something warm, soft and wet touched the paladin's lips. She was conscious of her desire and her need for it.

I hope to swallow him into my mouth, swallow him into my stomach, and warm the body of the paladin again.

However, although she could sense the existence of her body, she still had no control over it. She could only wait silently for the "snake" to swim and wait for it to "unlock" more parts for her.

Then the "snake" slid down, through the neck, over the collarbone...

Climbed up the two full and tall peaks on the paladin's chest.

It stopped there and swam slowly, seemingly having no interest in other places.

Ignoring the strange feeling of kneading on her chest, the female warrior was extremely anxious. She had finally grasped a glimmer of hope, but she was afraid it would be shattered again like before, so she tried her best to control her body to move and alarm the "snake" to continue swimming away.

......

"She seems to be moving?"

A clear male voice, with a hint of childishness, rang in the ears of the Holy Knight.

Like a thunderbolt piercing the darkness across the sky, Claudia's whole body was shaken violently, the veil of darkness receded, and the void dissolved.

She opened her eyes.

What came into view was a pretty face with some childish features.

The red, flaming pupils made the boy's face look somewhat evil and cold.

A cute but slightly weird pretty boy.

Claudia thought to herself, still unable to control her body, but soon more memories came flooding back.

The goddess's mission.....companions.....ambushes.....the shrines protected along the way...betrayal.....the evil statues!

And the boy riding on the back of the Centaur, looking down at Claudia with indifferent red eyes!

Her amber pupils shrank suddenly, and Claudia remembered everything about the darkness that had pulled her in!

In an instant, fear and hostility were revealed in her eyes that could hardly be concealed. This was her instinctive action, but she was destined to regret it.

Al pursed his lips, somewhat embarrassedly withdrew his hands that had been playing with the paladin's chest for a while, and put them behind his back.

The other party's previous state was too much like a lifelike doll that could breathe and have a heartbeat. He was unconsciously addicted to it and did some things that he would be embarrassed to do to the sheep girl and the horse girl under normal circumstances.

For example, just like appreciating a toy, you can use your hands to touch and feel it inch by inch.

Pinch your chin and observe your mouth.

Knead the milk ball like it was an eraser and squeeze it back and forth.

Tentatively pull on certain areas of hair that are the same color as the hair.

Treating other people's bodies as toys and getting caught in the act.

The faces of the chosen couple who had just argued with one of the Four Mothers over "respect" and "self-will" were hot.

......

It’s better to just force it!

But when the boy saw the mixed emotions in Claudia's eyes.

Panic, tension, fear, and confusion, but also an almost subconscious hatred.

Like a wounded female beast, she fell into the hunter's claws.

Al relented.

He exhaled a breath and stood up from the paladin. The paladin's bright red nipples were exposed to the air. After Al's previous play with them, they had become prominent and erect.

Al pulled off his robe and threw it aside.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his naked upper body; the air in the tent was too hot.

The Sheep Girl stood up and gently put a thin blanket over the naked paladin lying on the blanket.

He saw a familiar shadow of the person he didn't want to remember in the paladin.

Celestine...

With his back to Claudia, Al recalled what he had experienced when he came into this world less than half a year ago: