Chapter 405: Love
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 405: Love
Volume 4
The red sun hung high, its light bathing all of creation.
The liberated souls vanished into the endless light and warmth, leaving behind final blessings and a faint, shimmering glimmer.
Meanwhile, everything belonging to the million sinners was reduced to ash in the flames of judgment, leaving only the ominous traces birthed by the Evil God.
Black particles coalesced into a dark fog. The whispers of madness and agony continued to echo within the black mist, like murmurs rising from the depths of hell.
At this moment, however, that ominous black mist was briefly dispersed by a holy glimmer. It drifted ethereally, churning aimlessly outside a faint, translucent membrane like a beast that had lost sight of its prey.
Nothing was over yet.
Everything was just beginning.
Yet, in the very heart of the encroaching black mist, a man and a woman were lost in a deep kiss.
The girl in the pale dress proactively stood on her tiptoes, hooking her arms around the man’s neck as she tilted her head back to offer him a fragrant kiss.
Her kiss was clumsy; their teeth occasionally bumped, and their noses brushed against each other.
But within her misty eyes lay all the resolve a young girl could muster.
That resolve demanded an even more sincere response.
"I love you too, Liya," Muen said earnestly, looking into her eyes as the kiss broke for a moment.
Before the joyful and shy little white rabbit deep within her lovely eyes could leap out, Muen grabbed her slender waist.
He leaned down and kissed her back.
Unlike the shyness of the girl’s first kiss, Muen took full command. He instantly swept through her defenses, claiming every inch of her crimson lips.
...
They lingered, tongues entining, tasting and drawing from one another, over and over.
A long time passed.
...
"Wait... wait."
Liya suddenly pulled her lips away, panting heavily.
"What’s wrong?" Muen asked, caressing her pretty face. "Did I hurt you?"
"No... no."
Liya shook her head, her small face so flushed it looked as if it might drip with moisture. "It’s just... too intense."
"You don't like it?" Muen asked with a half-smile.
"...Hmph."
Liya pouted and gave Muen’s shoulder a light thump. "Bad man. You’re already starting to bully me."
"I’m just thoughtfully asking for your opinion."
Liya’s adorable expression made Muen unable to resist capturing those soft, sweet lips once more. This time, however, it was a gentle taste, not a deep invasion.
Muen lifted his head, and the two shared another soulful gaze. A misty veil of moisture covered the girl’s eyes.
Her breathing was ragged, and her fragrant breath brushed against him repeatedly, seemingly transmitting a certain message.
Muen also felt a change within himself. For instance, the hand he had wrapped around her waist had quietly slid down at some point, gently caressing those two perky, soft mounds.
The girl did not refuse. Instead, her slender hands began to rub against Muen’s back in kind.
The temperature suddenly began to rise.
Muen felt hot.
In truth, the erosion of resentment had not yet ended. Although Liya and the liberated souls had helped ease the pressure on Muen, he still required a great deal of willpower to suppress the corruption.
However, using too much of his rational mind in this situation had the opposite effect, making it impossible to suppress his primal desires.
The same was true for Liya. Furthermore, under the external pressure of corruption, Muen’s body naturally craved the warm Holy Light within the girl.
"Is it... really okay?"
Muen smoothed Liya’s hair, his voice raspy and slightly trembling.
"Mm..."
A crystal appeared in Liya’s hand. At this moment, the brilliant crystal was stained with filth, proving that she had seemingly lost her qualification to be a Saintess.
Liya smiled faintly and crushed the crystal. Holy light spilled out, illuminating their profiles.
"This is the path I’ve chosen, and the only path I would ever choose. We’re accomplices now, but I don’t regret it. And..."
Liya suddenly leaned into Muen’s ear, her fragrant breath tickling him as she whispered teasingly, "Actually, after holding it in for so long, I... I can’t really stand it anymore either."
Muen’s breathing grew sharp. He scooped her up by her slender waist and with a wave of his hand, a soft carpet spread across the ground. He pressed her down onto it.
"I will... make you happy."
Muen caressed her lovely face again, his fingertips sliding down her white, slender neck, past her collarbone, over the peaks, across her tiny waist, and down her shapely thighs to hook the butterfly-wing hem of her skirt.
As the "butterfly" took flight, all the beauty in the world was laid bare before Muen’s eyes.
Framed by petite white garments, her long legs and rounded hips were even more lush than he had imagined—perfectly soft and supple without being heavy.
Her waist was even more slender than expected, yet not so fragile that it would break like a willow branch.
Moving up from the waist, the elevation rose sharply. Even while still restrained, that towering majesty commanded respect.
Muen slowly reached out, expertly finding the clasp. With a flick of his fingers, he deftly unfastened it.
In the next instant, the restrictive garment sprang open. To Muen’s shocked eyes, the vibrant "white rabbits" with their rosy eyes seemed to glare at the intruder with imposing momentum.
They were... even bigger than he had anticipated?
Gulp.
Muen couldn't help but swallow hard. His fingertips gently brushed against Liya’s delicate skin as he whispered, "You look so beautiful."
"Mm."
"And so lewd."
"Hmph, I am not!"
Liya’s cheeks were crimson as she covered her eyes. "This is so embarrassing."
Muen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What’s the point of covering your eyes? I’ve already seen everything."
"Oh, right."
Liya quickly lowered her hands. One hand tried to restrain the lively "white rabbits," while the other moved in a half-hearted attempt to shield the mysterious land Muen was about to conquer.
But with her hands no longer covering her eyes, Muen’s nearly naked body immediately came into view.
Seeing Muen’s firm chest, Liya panicked again and quickly covered her eyes.
This time, however, her fingers secretly parted to leave a small gap.
So handsome...
So firm...
How did he get those muscles?
I really want to squeeze them.
And...
If that thing...
Ugh... I can't think about that, I can't think about that!
Liya quickly closed her eyes, putting an end to her scandalous thoughts.
But her delicate body couldn't help but writhe slightly like a serpent, as if in silent anticipation.
"Liya really is more lewd than I imagined," Muen said with a slight smile. He leaned down, kissing every inch of the girl’s body.
"I’m coming in."
"Mm."
Liya’s gaze was already hazy, her mind drifting who-knows-where, only able to respond instinctively.
Muen interlaced his fingers with hers. Amidst a soft moan that sounded like both pain and pleasure, the girl’s hair flew in a messy tangle as he finally broke through that thin boundary.
"Muen... Muen..."
The girl murmured, her face flushed with passion.
"Nn... give me more... more... of your love."