Chapter 34

The main road was bumpy and the carriage was jolting along.

When they arrived at the town of Hope and got off the car, Miel was so shaken that he felt completely wilted. He leaned on Czulola with a pale face and didn't want to move.

Czulola tried to hug him, but he pushed her arm away.

Miel: "Don't touch me, let me take it easy."

Cthulola: "...Okay."

Miel didn't want to admit that his physique was too weak, but if there was something wrong with the bloodline of the Akunira family... Rocas and Inai's physical and mental conditions were extremely good.

Inai: "Wow, this place looks much richer than Snow City! Rocas, go steal a bag of gold coins for me so I can observe Guangyao City's coin-minting technology!"

Rocas: "Ms. Ina, no, the master will beat me to death."

Inai: "He wouldn't do that. He couldn't even kill his own father."

Rocas: "Uh... yeah."

"...Inai Akunila." Miel's head ached a bit, in various ways. "Maybe I should hire a teacher for you to teach you what to say and what not to say."

This is the second time.

It's not a problem that Ina knows a lot of information, but she always speaks out loud about information that others shouldn't know, regardless of the occasion.

Although children's words are innocent, I believe no one would take the words of an elf under 20 years old seriously, but... this really gave Miel a headache.

When Ina heard that they were going to find a teacher for him, he immediately became obedient and came over to hold Miel's hand: "Brother, I was wrong. Ina doesn't want a teacher, Ina only wants a brother!"

Ina's hand was a little cold. The moment Miel touched her palm, he felt a cool feeling along his palm, his arm, his shoulder, and all the way into his brain.

His head no longer hurt and his stomach no longer cramped.

He looked at Ina absentmindedly, only to see the delicate-looking elf girl slowly raise the corners of her lips and reveal a sly smile, as if to say - do you still have the heart to hire a teacher for me in this condition?

...This is bribery! This is definitely bribery!

Even though he thought so, Miel still instinctively wanted to say thank you. But before he could even utter a syllable, Inai let go of his hand without any reluctance, took Rocas's hand and left: "Rocas, let's steal somewhere where our brother can't see us! If he doesn't see, he won't blame us!"

Rocas: "Eh... is this really necessary?"

Ina: "You are my brother's follower, so you are also my follower. You can't refuse me!"

Rocas: "While I will indeed protect Miss Ina from harm...but if Miss Ina tries to bully me, Master will also support me."

Ina: "Besides having sex, is there anything else you can't do? Don't worry, I will never have sex with you! Because your body has been reserved by the Saint of Guangyao City, I can consider selling you to her!"

Rocas: "...Huh?"

Rocas was forcibly dragged away by Inai.

Rocas should have been able to break free from Ina's "hold", but he didn't.

He seems to have his own plans... He says you can't steal, but does he actually want to steal?

Miel didn't have a headache now, but a chest pain - there were so many things he wanted to say, but in the end he couldn't say them, and they were all piled up in his chest.

But before the two figures completely disappeared from his sight, he still spoke and asked Csulola beside him: "Lola, should I call them? I'm not worried about Inai, but Rocas..."

"Let them go." Czulola folded her arms and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's clear that Inai is very interested in Rocas. Rocas will be safe until this interest disappears. I just don't know where this interest comes from, how strong it is, and under what circumstances it will disappear."

Miel: "Is Inai's identity really not simple?"

Cthulora: "Bros lacked the mana to summon the soul, and lacked the life force to replenish it. The ritual should have been interrupted, but it was completed anyway. Inai's soul is more like something she found herself rather than being summoned."

Miel: "She shouldn't have any ill will towards us?"

Cthulola: "It's hard to say. I can only say that I haven't felt it yet. In short, don't try to understand her identity. Just treat her as an ordinary high elf."

Miel: “Okay.”

Czulola: "What you need to do now is to find a hotel and fulfill your promise to me."

Miel hesitated to speak and fell silent.

Although he had intended to fulfill his agreement with Lola in Hope Town, how could he decide the agreed time?

I thought Lola wouldn't rush him because she always showed great patience with him...it turns out that this patience also has its limits?

Perhaps sensing his discomfort, Czulola apologized: "Sorry, did I put pressure on you?"

Miel: "No... The matter has been resolved, but I kept delaying. This is indeed my fault. Don't worry, I will fulfill the agreement. Tonight..."

"There is a hotel just ahead." Csulola said, taking Miel's hand and leading him towards the hotel.

Miel: “…”

Lola seemed very anxious... so anxious... to trample on my dignity?

Entered the hotel, paid the bill and arrived at the room.

Miel closed all the windows and drew all the curtains.

It was evening, and there were no lights or candles in the room, but the high elves' dark vision allowed Miel to see everything, including Cthulora, effortlessly.

Miel sat down on the edge of the bed.

Cthulora stood before him.

"Well... that..." Miel tried to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Before he could figure out how to start the announcement, Czulola asked him bluntly, "Can we start?"

Miel hesitated to speak, and finally, he almost squeezed out a "hmm" from between his teeth.

Although he didn't know how Cthulola planned to trample on his dignity, his heartbeat was already accelerating uncontrollably.

Considering what was about to happen, he no longer needed to suppress the evil thoughts in his mind and let them affect his body wantonly.

Then, as he was waiting nervously, expectantly, and somewhat uncomfortably, Czulola spoke.

"Then take it off."

There was no tone of resistance, no gentle guidance, only instructions.

For a moment, Miel noticed something unusual.

But the next moment he convinced himself.

How could he not take off his clothes when doing something like that? At least Lola let him take them off himself instead of doing it herself.

Miel silently unbuttoned his clothes, first taking off his noble coat and then his thin inner garment.

There are red, character-like marks on his neck, chest, abdomen and lower back, which are part of the contract.

Without the cover of clothes, they were extremely noticeable, clinging to Miyer's body and licking his cold white skin.

He took off his shirt, then his pants.

Before Csulola called for a stop, Miel got up from the bed, unbuckled his belt, and pulled his pants down.

His body was completely exposed to Czulola's sight, and his heartbeat reached another peak.

Cthulola's gaze fell on him, without any desire, only pure scrutiny.

He first stared at the front for a long time, then gave the second instruction: "Turn around."

Miel obediently turned his back to him, and at the same time couldn't help thinking - Lola probably has no experience in that area, wouldn't it be better for him to take the initiative?

Just as he finished thinking this, he felt something like a thread wrapped around his...

Now, every inch of his skin was under Cthulora's perception.

"Turn back." The third instruction.

Miel turned around again, facing Czulola again, raised one hand to press on his chest, and moved it down a little, feeling a little anxious...

Aren't you going to start yet? At least... at least touch him?

Just as I finished thinking this, I heard Czulola utter the following words in an arrogant tone: "Kneel down."

Miel:?

Miel didn't move, his blue eyes fixed on Cthulola.

"Do you have any questions?" The black-haired elf folded his arms, looked down at him and asked this question.

"Are you... Lola?" Miel asked uncertainly. When he asked, not only did he feel desire, but his heart also sank.

Lola's response was, "Of course, I promised you that—I'll be the only one present when you fulfill your promise."

His next words: "Aren't you expecting to be hurt? I thought you'd like this."

"I... don't like it." Miel lowered his eyes, thinking that Lola might have misunderstood something. "I want to be touched by you, entered by you, and tasted by you, not... to be ordered by you, dominated by you, and toyed with by you."

"That means I did the right thing." Czulola responded calmly, "Trampling on dignity, doesn't that mean doing things you don't like?"

Miel: “…”

There is no way to refute it.

The content of their agreement was indeed to trample on his dignity rather than to bring him pleasure.

Was the expectation before entering this room just my wishful thinking?

"Kneel down, don't make me say it for the third time." Czulola's tone was a little impatient.

Miel pursed his lips. Although he was very reluctant, in order to abide by the agreement, he finally... knelt down.

Anyway, there were only him and Lola in the room, and no third person would witness his humiliation.

Just consider it the price you have to pay for satisfying your desires... But, really, it's so unpleasant.

Miel knelt on his knees, his face shrouded in emotion. He lowered his head slightly, his beautiful sapphire eyes staring blankly, no light able to enter or be reflected. Like a whirlpool at the bottom of the sea, it drew everything in, swallowed it, and destroyed it.

His desire was suppressed by his dissatisfaction. He was not looking forward to being touched and tasted now. He was only curious about what ridiculous instructions Lola was going to give next - if he were Lola.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Lola's words of comfort were unconvincing.

"I know what you are expecting, but I have to say that I am not standing here to meet your expectations." Lola's explanation was barely acceptable.

"Maybe in the end, I will satisfy you, but now, I need you to satisfy me."

Miel listened quietly, without saying a word, pretending to be dead.

"Tell me, where did I touch you on the ceiling of the study?"

——This was indeed one of the questions that had been agreed to be answered, but Miel did not answer.

After a moment of silence, he asked a question: “Lola, do you remember what you promised me?”

"What?"

"Be my other half."

"Remember."

"Even if it's just a role play, since you agreed, you must fulfill your promise."

"so?"

"So, call me dear, like a true lover, and then, like a true lover, respect my ideas and let me help you learn what dignity is, instead of obeying the orders given by you as if you were obeying the orders of a master."

Miel finished.

There was determination and resignation in his eyes as he looked towards Lola.

This was his last struggle.

Even though he had already noticed Leon's influence on Lola, even though he knew that the person standing in front of him and looking down at him was not pure Lola.

However, as long as he still has half of Lola's gentleness, she can rush towards him without hesitation like a moth to a flame.

But if...if there is no more...then...

He can follow orders, be dominated and toyed with, and do anything.

But he will never have another lover whose name begins with "Kesu".

——In short, the man in front of him, his answer to this question directly determines how Miel will treat him in the future.

Perhaps sensing how important this answer was, Lola remained silent for a long time.

Then, just when Miel thought he would never get an answer, he spoke and responded with a sentence longer than Miel's.

"Of course, dear, as your lover, even if it's just a superficial lover, I should respect your ideas. But, have you ever respected mine?"

"I don't like this body." Lola raised her hand and pressed it against her chest, her eyes lowered. "It's my first work. It has too many flaws. It's too dark, too rough, not beautiful enough, not delicate enough. In short, I'm very dissatisfied with it."

"But just standing there motionless can arouse your desire."

"I don't understand why."

"I don't understand why you like it, and I don't understand why I have to cater to your preferences."

"I should be whatever I want to be, and I should do whatever I want to do. This is how I have always lived my life - no one has the right to question any of my decisions."

"But, since I made the contract with you, since I made the contract with you, my dear..."

"You are like a shackle, imprisoning me and making me feel constrained. I can't carry you on my shoulders, but I have to hold you gently in my arms. I can't express my emotions to you, I can only feel and comfort yours."

"Even now, you have the final say on how to fulfill the agreement!"

"Why? Honey, tell me why?"

Lola walked up to Miyer and knelt on one knee. She pinched his chin with one hand, her red eyes full of unwillingness.

"Because I've changed, do you feel regretful and wronged?"

"Okay, I understand. But have you ever thought that because I woke up, I also feel regret and grievance?"

Miel was forced to look at the man in front of him, his face filled with nothing but shock.

The man ignored his expression and vented his emotions. "You took advantage of the time when only one tentacle of mine was awake to seduce me and make me swear a bunch of vows on you. Now that I'm awake, I regret it. I feel like I was not only a loser, but also a fool. But I don't want to break any vows. So, at least for this one, I want to carry out the agreement the way I want. Is that not okay? This is clearly an agreement between you and me, the two of us. Why should you be the one to lead it? Why should you be the one to tell me what I should do? I remember that the only thing I allowed you to decide was the time to fulfill the agreement."

Miel: “…”

Miel understood. He understood completely.

The man in front of me is neither Cthulola nor Cthulion.

No, to be precise, he is both Cthulora and Cthulion.

Czulola doesn't have many emotions, only curiosity and a desire to explore. Because he has no awareness of "putting himself in a difficult position", he is always too gentle to him.

But Cthulion not only has emotions, his emotions are quite intense. He is arrogant, he is unwilling to bow his head, and he does not want to be wronged. Therefore, he will feel that he has suffered losses and been bullied in the past, and he wants to get back at the person who bullied him.

Miel, who bullied the great Cthulhu: "..."

"Don't you think it's too much to restrict my body and only allow part of it to fulfill the agreement?" Cthulhu asked coldly, "If I only want your lower half, can I leave your upper body hanging outside and wait?"

Miel: “…”

Cthulhu: "Answer?"

Miel: "Sorry?"

Miel was a little confused now. He had no idea how to respond or even what expression to show.

Cthulhu's situation was far beyond his understanding.

Miel can tell the difference between Lola and Leon, but it seems... Cthulhu himself can't tell the difference?

Therefore, even if he made a vow like "I am the only one present", he was unable to keep Lyon out.

Because Leon is also a part of "me".

"Sorry? Is that your answer?" Cthulhu sneered, released Miel's chin, and touched his...

The sudden touch was so intense that before Miel's brain could react to what was happening, the palm of his right hand was attracted to Cthulhu's face.

With a "pop" sound, Miel's palm and Cthulhu's cheek turned red.

Cthulhu's movements paused, and the air froze.

Cthulhu looked up at him, his eyes looking as if he wanted to eat him.

Miel: "... a conditioned reflex. I mean... my hand moved on its own."

Cthulhu: "...Do you think I'm as stupid as Lola?"

"You are not allowed to say bad things about Lola." Miel whispered, sighed, lowered his head dejectedly, and then added in a lighter voice, "You are not allowed to say bad things about yourself, especially you, the one I truly loved."

"Don't you love me now?" Cthulhu asked.

"Yeah." Miel nodded.

"Why?"

"Because I, like you, don't want to be wronged, and..."

Miel couldn't help but let the tears blur his vision. "Lola, you won't come back, right? I mean, the pure Lola, the Lola I'm familiar with..."

Cthulhu: “…”

Cthulhu: "Tsk."

Miel raised his hands to cover his eyes and cried silently for the loss of his love.

The great Old One stood up, walked back and forth in the room anxiously, and suddenly tore off his left arm with his right hand and smashed it hard against the window!

With a "bang", Miyer was so scared that he curled up into a ball.

But the next second, he was embraced in a gentle embrace.

"Feel sorry."

Lola's voice and tone were filled with unprecedented guilt.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry..." Lola hugged Miel tightly in her arms, one hand around his fragile waist, the other hand supporting the back of his head, and her head buried deep in his shoulder and neck, "I thought this would make you accept that Leon and I are the same person, I was wrong. Wrong decision, leading to bad results."

Miel's vision was blurry and he had lost the ability to think.

His mind couldn't tell who was holding him now, but his body unconsciously relaxed under the gentle embrace.

"I won't do anything to you today." Lola promised, "I won't do anything unless you allow me to. I promised to protect you from any harm, but in the end I was the one hurting you. I'm really, really sorry..."

Miel came back to his senses and tentatively took Lola's hand that was around his waist and interlocked his fingers with hers.

Lola was a little confused, but let him do it.

Miel pursed his lips, then held his hand and pressed it against his body.

"Then I allow it," he heard himself say.

Come on, this might be your only chance.

But if there were many more times in the future, then, at least for the first time, he wanted to give it to Lola, and only to Lola.

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The author has something to say: Emmm, I accidentally exceeded the word count because I wanted to finish this paragraph in one breath. The setting is that Cthulhu can merge when it wants to merge, and split when it wants to split, so it won’t be the last time → refers to Lola

In a corner where no one cares, Lyon was thrown out:?