assistirfilmes Chapter 451 - Aernor Delegation (2)
Chapter 451 - Aernor Delegation (2)
Chapter 451 - Aernor Delegation (2)
“Ah... Ahn!”
Han Seol-Ah’s erotic moans filled Oh Kang-Woo’s ears.
Kang-Woo stopped what he was doing and narrowed his eyes. “Ummm, darling.”
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“Could you do something about your voice...?”
Kang-Woo stared at her with a sour expression. Seol-Ah’s face turned as red as a tomato. She clenched her clothes and bit her lip.
“B-but...!” she shouted. “I can’t help it when it feels so good!”
“...”
Kang-Woo put his hand on his forehead as if his head hurt and looked down at Seol-Ah’s foot that she stretched out in front of him. Her pale feet had no blemishes whatsoever. They were so beautiful that Kang-Woo couldn’t help but gulp. He slowly massaged them with both hands.
‘Come on, licking feet is a bit much. It’s not even about my pride.’
Kang-Woo cleared his throat and focused back on massaging Seol-Ah’s foot. Seol-Ah was slightly disappointed at first, but she was showing excessively good reactions once the massage began.
“Right, that’s enough,” Kang-Woo said as he took his hands off Seol-Ah’s foot.
“A-already...?” Seol-Ah asked hesitantly in disappointment. Her gaze almost broke Kang-Woo, but he forcibly turned away. “No fair, Kang-Woo. You said that you would do anything...”
Seol-Ah narrowed her eyes and poked Kang-Woo.
“Uhhh, mmm. Well...”
“Hoho. I’m joking.” She smiled and hugged Kang-Woo. She buried her face into his chest and took a deep breath in. “Fuuu, haaa.”
Seol-Ah smiled after relishing in Kang-Woo’s scent and remarked, “I’m glad.”
“About what?”
“Back then... I mean, after you met that demon called Bael, you’ve been acting a little weird, but I think you’re back to normal now.”
“...”
His darling seemed to have noticed it as well. Kang-Woo smiled bitterly.
“Oh right, Kang-Woo.”
“Hm? What?”
“Umm... Iris has decided to come to Earth from Aernor as part of a delegation. She’s planning on participating in the Guardians general assembly as well.”
“Iris?”
Kang-Woo expressed confusion.
‘A delegation from Aernor, huh?’
It was not impossible since a Gate had formed where people could freely go back and forth between Earth and Aernor. Even so, Iris herself would not have been able to decide to bring a delegation to Earth.
“Who pushed for it?” Kang-Woo asked.
He doubted that Iris would have proposed it first.
“Layla asked me to do it,” Seol-Ah answered.
“You, darling?”
“Yes. She said that having me tell her about it would be far more effective...”
“...”
Kang-Woo remained silent. As Layla had said, Seol-Ah would be more effective in convincing Iris considering what happened between them.
‘But Layla shouldn’t know what happened between Darling and Iris.’
Kang-Woo had not told any of his party members about the war of nerves that had taken place between Iris and Seol-Ah— no, he couldn’t.
‘Because Darling almost fell from grace.’
Seol-Ah would have been completely taken over by her angelic instincts if Kang-Woo had not made it in time.
“Did she mention why?” Kang-Woo asked.
“Layla said that it’s because she noticed how cautious Iris is when interacting with me.”
“Mm.”
From what Layla said, it seemed like she did not know what happened between Iris and Seol-Ah.
“Yeah?”
Kang-Woo tilted his head in confusion and looked at Seol-Ah, wondering what it was about now. Seol-Ah took something out of her pants pocket.
‘A piece of paper?’
“What’s that?” he asked.
“Lilith handed me this a while ago. Just a second.”
“Lilith?”
An uneasy feeling ran down his back.
“Title, Weight of the King.”
“Title?”
“The weight of life crushes my shoulders. How long will I be able to last?”
“...”
“Pain and despair are weighing down on me. The sky filled with sorrow is as hazy as always.”
“W-wai—”
“I cry in her arms.”
“Wait, Darling. What the hell is that?”
‘What the fuck? What the actual fuck?’
“And so... I shed tears once in a while...”
“Kurgh! Urgh!”
Kang-Woo clenched his chest as his entire body trembled. His face paled as he had trouble breathing.
“Lilith said that you love this poem, so I tried reading it,” Seol-Ah said as she smiled. She then looked down at the piece of paper and tilted her head in wonder. “That aside, I wonder what this poem is about. I can at least tell that the person in the poem is having... an extremely hard time.”
“A-aaaahh.”
“What did you like about this poem, Kang-Woo?”
“S-stop...”
‘Stop, please. Any more and my life will...’
“Oh, if... perhaps... you’re having as hard of a time as the person in this poem,” Seol-Ah said as she smiled. “Then I’ll lend you my arms.”
“...”
“Hoho. I’m joking. There’s no way you’d be like that.”
“D-Darling...”
“But...” Seol-Ah swept up Kang-Woo’s hair and kissed his forehead. She continued, “When you are having a hard time... make sure to rely on me, okay?”
Kang-Woo remained silent. “Urgh, urrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhh.”
Between his lips seeped out a horrifying groan that could only exist in Hell. He clenched his hair as the memories came back to him.
“It’s... so heavy.”
“N-no... N-no more...”
Stay...
“I feel like I’m...”
“Stop, s-stop...!”
Stay...
“Getting crushed to death.”
“Stooooooooooooooooop!!” Kang-Woo shouted in despair at his past self within his memories.
“K-Kang-Woo?!” Seol-Ah looked at Kang-Woo in surprise.
Kang-Woo lowered his head as he clenched his hair.
“Ahhh...”
‘I’ll just die. I’ll just fucking die.’
“Hurgh, sniff, fuck my life...”