She took a deep breath.

Looking at the small figure, Kwisashina looked away with difficulty.

The image that just flashed through her mind was——

Knocked Zeg down and devoured him.

Quesatusta is very eager for the power of the Demon King, and now she is very eager for Zeg.

What kind of vicious curse did the ancient Sarkaz cast on her?

Blasphemous thoughts would occasionally come to my mind.

That's not right.

How could she have such blasphemous and sinful thoughts towards the God who saved her?

Kwisashina's body was shaking a little.

Damn Quesadilla!

"Liz..."

With her back to the two people hugging each other, the girl's voice was a little hoarse and low.

"Quisasina!"

Liz pulled apart, as if electrocuted.

She always felt that it would be inappropriate if the scene just now was seen by Quesasina.

but--

Very comfortable.

The body feels relaxed.

Some are reluctant to let go.

"Liz, I'm here to save you."

With great willpower, Kwisashina suppressed the thoughts that were churning in her mind.

She turned her head and looked at the blond Sarkaz and the little child again.

"Well!"

The moment I saw Zeg——

The desire that had been suppressed surged into my heart again.

Her body's instinct was driving her to accomplish something.

That is to eat up her god completely!

A dim room, strange sounds of water, a soft voice...

Kwisatsina had to close her eyes.

Otherwise she was afraid she would just act on it.

"Quisasina, what's wrong with you?"

Liz was confused.

Why is Kwisaxina's face... a little red?

Why did she close her eyes again?

"Are you injured?"

The blond Sarkaz stood up and grabbed his staff again.

"I'm not hurt, Liz."

Kwisashina's legs were pressed tightly together.

The curse of Quesatusta affected her, trying to drive her to devour Zeg completely and seize everything that belonged to Zeg.

Over the course of thousands of years, the ancient Sarkaz's desire for the power of the Demon King has transformed into a desire for the power of the Zerg's ruler.

The curse imposed this strong desire on her, trying to twist her will.

Until she becomes the new [Quisatushta].

Such speculation arose in Kwisashina's mind.

"Quisasina..."

Those flushed cheeks, the closed eyes——

It doesn't look like everything is alright.

The blond Sarkaz clenched his staff tightly.

Then, she performed her Originium skills.

"Well?"

A blush also appeared on Liz's face.

What does that feel like?

She was a little confused.

I couldn't help but clamp my legs together, and my thighs began to rub against each other spontaneously.

The blond Sarkaz felt a little dry in the mouth.

Is this some strange situation?

Is Kwisashina suffering from such a curse?

The blonde girl, who had never received any relevant education, didn't know how to alleviate this condition.

The body does not feel any pain, but it does feel somewhat empty.

The desire to be fulfilled by something.

"Quisasina..."

Liz was a little unsteady.

Her voice became unusually soft.

His eyes seemed to be misty.

"..."

Kwisashina felt her intense desire lessen a little.

"Zerg, you go out with His Excellency the Shapeshifter Lord first, and take Salus with you."

The white-horned Sarkaz girl closed her eyes tightly and said so.

"it is good!"

Although he didn't know why Liz and Quisasina both went into estrus, Zeg felt that there shouldn't be any problem.

"..."

The shapeshifter group was silent.

She seemed to look a little strange.

"Let's go, Zeg."

There were two Sarkaz with green hair and green eyes. One was dragging a Sarkaz with blue hair, and the other was holding the hand of a little child.

The knowledgeable Lord of the Royal Court seemed to know what kind of strange state the two Sarkaz girls' bodies were in.

Kwisatusta's will was gone, but it seemed that he left something in Kwisatheena.

However, the Shapeshifter Cluster had no intention of exploring.

After all, it has nothing to do with her, right?

The hall door was closed.

The physical reaction that Kwisashina had been holding back finally came out.

"Ha ha……"

She supported herself with her sword.

Hearing Zeg's voice -

It made her desire even stronger.

"Liz... stop using your Originium skills on me..."

The white-horned Sarkaz said with difficulty.

When she saw the look on Liz's face, she knew that Liz had suffered the same torture.

For the confused Liz, she didn't know what this feeling was, nor did she know how to relieve it.

"Quisasina...I feel so bad..."

Not an injury, not an illness.

Liz looked confused.

She wanted to leave the hall—

Then go find Zeg.

Instinct drove her to find someone who could fix what was wrong with her body.

"Hold it, Liz..."

Kwisathina gritted her teeth.

This is very uncomfortable.

Damn Quesadilla!

Perhaps because of her female body, that strong desire was twisted into something else.

The swordsman suppresses his desires in order to hone his willpower.

She couldn't blaspheme that little god.

W once tried to seduce her into falling, claiming that after she was satisfied, he could let Quesasina join in.

Then the pardoner girl refused.

She had no strong blasphemous thoughts about Zeg.

But now——

Kwisatsina felt as if she were being tested by fate.

She knows how to relieve the abnormal state of the body.

It is better to block than to open up.

But that doesn't work.

Liz is here.

Zeg is outside.

She had never done that, but she understood it.

"Quisasina...ha..."

The blond Sarkaz could no longer stand.

For the ignorant girl, this feeling was torturing her and making her go crazy.

That is a feeling more torturous than pain.

Empty, wanting to be filled with something.

"Boom!"

The white-horned Sarkaz knocked the blond Sarkaz unconscious with a single blow of his hand knife.

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