My mother's love song

It is obvious that there is no possibility that there will be someone who can hug me, but I am still fantasizing and daydreaming about it.

The girl fell to the ground and muttered.

I still don't want to give up.

So, I want to live.

Survive

With a creak, the prison door was opened.

"Who is it? Haven't you... given up yet?"

After noticing the person coming, Quiet Hassan raised his head and whispered with his last bit of strength.

"No matter what you do, I won't say a word. So... hurry up... chop off my head.

Otherwise, we are both wasting our time, right? Because neither poison nor pain can kill me. "

“…Ah, ah.”

Rhodes walked into the prison while eating the freshly heated roast lamb and came to the side of Quiet Hassan.

"I'm sorry, what were you talking about?"

In the dark prison, Hassan, who looked up quietly, was unconsciously attracted by the boy's crimson pupils.

She noticed it.

Destiny is standing there.

"Why aren't you talking? Did Xiao'a bully you?"

With the appearance of a young child.

"I heard from the guards that you have a tight mouth. So..."

Casting a drooping gaze upon himself in the darkness, he looked like the king of the world [Potnia Theron].

The boy's slender hands.

It seems to emit starlight and moonlight.

Brilliant, dazzling, just like that. He stuffed the roast lamb into the girl's lips.

Chapter 249 Mo Zai丨Gate丨Luo Jingde Mi

"!?!?!?"

Under the bone mask, the girl's pupils widened.

Being fed...with his hands.

The slender and gentle fingers touched her lips.

How could there be such a stupid person who would do such a stupid thing? Didn't he hear what the other knights said?

Although Quiet Hassan had killed countless people, this was the first time he had physical contact with him in the form of feeding him, and the girl's heart trembled slightly.

She quickly regained her composure, and the girl looked at the boy with eyes full of sadness.

"It's already too late to save me... That's why I told you to kill me as soon as possible."

She looked at Rhodes' face and kindly explained to the dying man:

“[Delusion of Poisonous Body], this is the cause of your death… My body is a poisonous body. My skin, hair, and even a drop of my bodily fluids are highly toxic.

I was created by the cult based on the legendary "Poison Girl"... I was born with a body of poison."

"so what?"

Rhodes pinched a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into Quiet Hassan's mouth.

The girl's lips covered with oil are even more charming and attractive than usual.

Quiet Hassan said as he chewed his food in small bites.

"Among all my poisons, the one that poisons the mucous membrane is the most toxic. If you just touch my body, you might be able to survive, but if you touch my lips, you will definitely die. So... eh?"

She blinked: "???"

As if mocking her, Rhodes put his greasy index finger that had just touched the girl's lips into his mouth and sucked it.

"impossible……"

Quietly, Hassan's body began to tremble, and his purple pupils under the bone mask widened, surprised at his vitality.

If it was the poisonous fog that was resisted by the Knights of the Round Table, it would be fine, but the mucous membrane touched my skin. How could I still be alive after this level of physical contact!

The delayed time seemed to stand still.

The girl stared at the boy's handsome face silently. She could no longer tell whether it was her pupils that were glowing or Rhodes himself who was reflected in her eyes.

"You're lying... You're still able to move... Why... What happened..."

In fact, the moment he touched her lips, Rhodes also felt her deadly poison.

The poison is so strong that even the Sphinx, the mythical beast that the Sun King is so proud of, might be killed by it.

However, this level of toxicity would certainly not have any effect on Rhodes. After all, he was not just a "divine beast".

Rhodes quietly observed the dazed girl for a while, and then confirmed: Great, it's done.

All he did was imitate what his mother had done to the quiet Hassan.

The difficulty of the strategy for Quiet Hassan can be said to be VeryEasy.

If you can survive being hit by her once, you can Get☆daze! See, it's very simple.

"you……"

Quietly, Hassan looked at Rhodes, his eyes changed from cold to hot, and he couldn't help but murmur again.

"You really won't die... Even if you touch me..."

I finally found someone who will smile even after touching my body and my lips.

Her soft and delicate body was shaking and trembling.

It's not because of the coldness of prison.

Not because of fear of punishment.

She trembled with delight, joy, gratitude to be touched.

Not to mention his fingertips, his body, from skin to body fluids to breath, was made of [death], and this girl's body, which could almost be called a [noble phantasm], was touched so easily.

Neither die nor fall.

The boy doesn't even look painful.

Rhodes did not answer Quiet Hassan's question, but took off her bone mask.

There was a blush on that beautiful brown face.

"Owner……"

I sensed a familiar aura from the boy.

The soul-shaking emotion and gratitude awakened her distant, faraway, [non-existent] memories from another world.

It must be a fate that is engraved deep into the soul.

I once had a master named Almighty, who was nobler than all and more honorable than all.

That is the Princess of the World [Potnia Theron].

And he is the king of the world [PotniaTheron].

Brilliant and dazzling, my true master.

……

……

……

In the dark prison, Hassan lay quietly at Rod's feet.

The girl knelt on the ground with her knees together, her palms and forehead pressed tightly to the ground in an inward-facing position.

"Master...I am willing to give you everything I have."

She obediently revealed her smooth and delicate neck to Rhodes, and in an OR2 posture, she expressed her loyalty devoutly and humbly.

Looking down from Rhodes' side, he could see her smooth, flat naked back and slender waist. The swimsuit-like dancer's costume perfectly outlined her beautiful figure.

"Please let me stay with you."

The girl kneeling at the boy's feet not only did not feel any humiliation, but instead had an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Quiet Hassan, who was good at catching men's gazes, could feel that the great master was staring at him.

Even if you kick me away next, I won't feel sad.

Because even if it was only for a moment, I was of some value to this gentleman.

"Master, master..."

After Rhodes withdrew his condescending gaze, the girl kneeling in front of him immediately trembled slightly.

"I will sign a contract with you, Hassan Sabbah." Rhodes said lightly.

"That's great... No. Thank you... my Lord."

Quiet Hassan didn't care about the damp and cold ground. He pressed his forehead closer to the bed, his chest rising and falling violently with his rapid breathing.

"So, which method do you want to choose to conclude a contract with me?"

The voice, which did not contain any emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow or happiness, was cold and terrifying, and it echoed above Hassan's head.

"As you can see, I'm just a fake magician, so I'm not good at signing contract magic.

So, Hassan Sabbah...are you going to devour my flesh and blood, or..."

Rhodes didn't say anything else.

However, as a servant, Quiet Hassan had understood the full meaning of the boy's words.

Or like the heretical vampires, the master distributes blood to control his followers.

Or it can be done in the most primitive way between men and women, just like ordinary humans.

"..."

The girl was caught in a silent dilemma.

Because from her point of view, either way would be an offense to the master.

According to common sense, sucking blood should be an act that is relatively less offensive to the owner.

Since we want to establish a master-slave relationship, bloodsucking is indeed the best choice.

But

Quiet Hassan hesitated.

If it is the latter behavior, I might have a chance to be with my master...

Did you kiss?

kiss.

That’s right, the Master’s lips… I want to kiss the Master.

As soon as this outrageous idea came to mind, it immediately filled Hassan's mind.

Ah...what a happy thing that would be.

My pathetic brain would surely melt.

How nice it would be if my master could kiss my lips...

"Master, master..."

The girl kept her knees pressed against the ground and her head at Rhodes' feet, and spoke timidly and sinisterly in a low voice.