Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

It's all that fairy's fault outside the door. After swallowing Pandora's Box, his negative emotions have been more easily stirred up lately.

If we can't take advantage of others calmly from now on, how can snakes live?

That's inhumane!

Samael screamed inwardly, glancing at the piece of cured meat dangling at the cave entrance with a sinister look. He could only grit his teeth and separate from Tina, secretly making a mental note of this debt in his little notebook.

Just as the ancient snake was about to touch the edge of his bed, he seemed to realize something and turned around in surprise.

"You remembered the Mesopotamian affair?"

That last sentence was Tiamat's parting words as she separated from divinity and returned to the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

Tina nodded, her star-shaped eyes filled with reminiscence.

"Well, what happened?"

"It's nothing, go to sleep early."

Samael's eyes flickered, and he smiled as he reached for the bedside.

moment.

"Crack!"

A crisp, resonant sound echoed through the cave. The ancient snake stared at the shattered stone slabs, its expression awkward and distressed.

"This bed doesn't seem very sturdy..."

Before he knew it, Samael's feet slid down to Tina's feet, and he blinked.

"How about together?"

"Ok!"

The Goddess of Origin happily offered half of the blanket, resting her head on her lotus-root arm, her blinking star-shaped eyes looking at the face in front of her.

One minute... two minutes... half an hour...

"You've been looking at it for so long without blinking, don't your eyes get tired?"

Samael, who was being stared at, quietly withdrew his hand, which had been resting on the slender waist of the Goddess of Origin without his notice, and asked with a dry laugh.

Tina shook her head seriously, a sense of indescribable satisfaction welling up in her eyes.

One hour... two hours...

"Tina, you're not planning to keep staring like this until dawn, are you?"

"is it not OK?"

Samael stared into those pure eyes, speechless.

A finger, which had been about to reach the peak after crossing the flat stomach, retreated in frustration.

"Okay then, I'm going to sleep now..."

Sure enough, he's still not beastly enough.

Just as the ancient serpent was complaining and preparing to turn to the side, a figure flipped onto his waist and hips, cupped his cheeks with both hands, and had bright, sparkling starry eyes.

"I want to just watch Samael like this, forever and ever..."

As cherry lips drew near, pink tongue parted her teeth and entered, chasing after her. Spittles of saliva trickled down her throat, and Samael's mind buzzed.

A blazing flame spread from his lower abdomen to his limbs and bones, instantly melting away the thread of reason that held him back.

Samael immediately grabbed the goddess's slender arm and responded with a fiery and firm one. Their eyes met, and desire and love collided and merged in their eyes, in their bodies, and in their souls.

Outside the cave entrance, the silver-haired elf, feeling the cold wind blowing, heard increasingly violent impacts and increasingly high-pitched murmurs of pleasure coming from the darkness inside. As if thinking of something, a malicious smile gradually spread across her face.

Chapter 129 You're playing me?! (3/3)

The next day, Aiyu Island.

Are you sure you're not leaving?

On the beach, Samael, fully prepared, frowned as he looked at the harpy who had changed her mind.

"Well, I've gotten used to being here anyway, there's nothing fun to do on the ground."

Happy nodded seriously and pushed his playmate to the front.

"But Circe has hardly ever set foot on land since she was born. She doesn't even know what beef and mutton taste like. Could we take her with us?"

The Mad Feast Witch pursed her lips, her eyes filled with both longing and trepidation. Her head was lowered, and she only dared to steal glances at the ancient snake.

Samael paused for a moment, then stepped forward and gently stroked the feathers on Harpy's head, smiling with satisfaction.

"Yes, you've grown up."

Okay, I'll bring you some jerky when I get back to satisfy your craving…

The harpy, whose face had been tense and who felt a little lost, immediately perked up her feathers and nodded with a big smile upon hearing this.

Immediately, the ancient serpent's gaze met the dazzling cross-shaped eyes, their reflections mirroring the enchanting moments of the previous night. They looked away and nodded quietly in farewell.

Samael, who was relatively thick-skinned, quickly dispelled his embarrassment and stole a glance at the Origin Goddess's slightly blushing cheeks, feeling a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

However, before the ancient snake could admire it for more than a few minutes, Tina, who had regained much of her composure, looked up, pursed her lips, and a hint of reproach appeared in her eyes.

Stop fooling around, let's get going.

Samael turned his head, still wanting more, and looked away, his gaze landing on the last figure.

"Father..."

"No, thank you, just call me teacher..."

"Teacher, I'll miss you..."

The silver-haired elf trotted forward, her delicate hand grasping Samael's arm. She gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her ruby-like eyes brimming with tears.

The ancient snake sighed, gently stroked the silver-haired girl's head, and murmured something.

"Me too…"

"Really? Then..."

Pandora was overjoyed and couldn't help but want to jump for joy.

"Then write my name a thousand times every day to deepen your impression."

The silver-haired elf's joyful face froze instantly, and the corners of her lips twitched involuntarily.

"What? Were you just acting when you said you couldn't bear to part with me?"

The ancient serpent narrowed its eyes and whispered softly.

"Of course it's true, I..."

"Alright, alright, I believe you. Everything is self-evident. I'll say it a thousand times, no slacking off."

Samael raised his right index finger and waved it in front of Pandora, a playful smile on his face.

Immediately, the ancient serpent turned its head to look at the idle harpy and spoke a reminder.

"Harby, keep an eye on things. If you miss a single time, Tina will hang her up all night. I heard this method is quite effective at reinforcing memory."

"Don't worry, teacher, I won't slack off. I will put my thoughts and blessings into these words, so come back safely and quickly."

Pandora smiled nonchalantly, made a serious promise, and her eyes were filled with tender affection.

Tsk, how could he hold back?

That's impressive, you've made great progress.

Samael stroked his chin, his eyes showing approval, and gently patted the daughter of calamity's shoulder, speaking earnestly.

"It's wrong to daydream while writing. Let's do it a thousand more times to prove how much you miss me."

I'll f*** you!

Can't you understand human language?!

Pandora's forehead veins bulged instantly, and she almost broke down because she couldn't keep up her composure. In her heart, she was cursing some inhuman guy.

"You're leaving, aren't you going to see me off?"

Before parting, Samael asked softly, and the daughter of calamity, who was seething with anger, wanted to give him a cold look.

But when her gaze fell upon the ambiguous smile in the ancient snake's eyes, her heart skipped a beat. She immediately suppressed the fake smile on her pretty face and stepped forward to bid a reluctant farewell.

Seeing how sensible Pandora was, Samael gave up his malicious intention to continue to cause trouble for the girl.

This is like training a hawk; too much of a good thing can be bad, and you need to be patient and take it slowly.

Just as the ancient serpent was deep in thought, the silver-haired elf boldly and passionately stepped forward to embrace him. It wasn't until long after they parted that Samael slowly came to his senses.

"Teacher, I'd like to change my name..."

"Hmm? You don't like the name Pandora?"

"The teacher doesn't like it, and neither do I."

The ancient snake gazed intently at that pretty face, which was filled with seriousness yet also contained a hint of shyness, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In just a few days, this woman's acting skills have improved remarkably fast.

If this continues, it won't be long before I can't tell which of her words are true and which are false.

However, even though he knew that the evil in this world was trying to please him, the argument was so pleasing to the ear that he almost succumbed to it.

"Currently, I have two options, but I don't know how to decide."

"Yes, go ahead, I'm listening."

"One is Justisa, and the other is Irisviel. Which one does the teacher like?"

Samael looked up suddenly, and in a blur, he seemed to have traveled through time and space to see two gentle and graceful silver-haired beauties, like angels, opening their arms to him.

After a long while, the ancient snake came to its senses and opened its lips slightly.

"Forget it, those two don't suit you. If you want to change it, just use your code name, 'Evil of This World'."

Pandora shook her head firmly, showing no interest in this nickname.

The ancient snake shrugged indifferently, then narrowed its eyes and smiled brightly.

"Oh, by the way, the two you mentioned, their full names are Rislesie Justessa von Einzbern and Irisviel von Einzbern, you know what I mean?"

"what?"

Pandora was taken aback and subconsciously asked a question.

Samael slowly extended two fingers, a sinister smile on his face.

"Two thousand times!"

Since you're so interested in these two names I mentioned, why not try to remember them better?

Pandora's breath hitched, her pretty face darkened, and she cursed the snake from head to toe in her heart once again.

On the shore, until Samael transformed into a flying magical beast and disappeared completely from sight with the Feast Witch Circe, the silver-haired elf's gloom vanished, and his sparkling jewel-red eyes were filled with a hint of pleasure.

Well, it seems these two names do have a unique meaning for that guy.

It's well worth it to acquire such a valuable weakness by copying it a mere two thousand times.

only……

Pandora opened the parchment in her hand, her grinding silver teeth making a grating sound.

What a terrible name! It's so long!

Several days later, two figures emerged from the pervasive sea fog, one above the other. Samael, who had transformed into a two-legged dragon, folded his wings and swooped down the moment he saw the outline of land.

"Ah!"

Lifted by two claws, Circe folded its wings in the cold wind, but still couldn't withstand the biting chill, and sneezed heavily.

At the same time, the Feast Witch glanced resentfully at Samael above her and muttered to herself.

What are you complaining about? You were just curious and insisted on plucking my dragon scales, and you kept tapping and touching me everywhere. I'm already being lenient by not throwing you into the sea to feed the fish.

Samael rolled his eyes and snorted, gaining a new understanding of the curiosity and desire to explore the witch species.