Author: alyalia

Right. She saw it clearly too. A moment from the past, when young Carl, still a boy, falls into the Ice Lake. That’s all she saw.

 

“But, you know, there’s a statue of a seven-headed serpent in the Ice Lake.”

 

She knows that, too. The statue that Yeon Dana, who can’t swim, clung to in the lake was the serpent. To be precise, it was a demon whose body had been petrified after being sealed by the sun god, Ramun. The Ice Lake was the place where Ramun had sealed the serpent.

 

“When I fell into the lake, it just so happened that part of the serpent statue woke up and started moving. Not all of it, just one of the serpent’s heads and its tail…”

 

Only after hearing up to that point did Dana realize. Come to think of it, Carl had always been wary of snakes.

 

“At that time, I was attacked by the serpent.”

 

“…”

 

“The serpent’s power seeped into my body, like poison, and it’s too strong. I don’t think I can handle it anymore.” Carl calmly explained that his body had reached its limit. “That story got exaggerated and became the rumor you heard.”

 

Though the rumors were greatly exaggerated, the core remained the same. The demon’s power that had seeped into him was killing him. Which also meant Carl had a demon’s power within him. In other words, Carl was simply too strong. His human body couldn’t withstand it any longer, and so it was breaking down.

 

Right, this man really is like a monster. Just a moment ago, didn’t he break the 666 binding spells, each like a chain, in an instant? Moreover, without breaking a sweat, like a child snapping a candy stick…

 

And I’m sure he escaped from the prison too. Dana was certain. The vision of Carl she saw in the mountains must have been real. That’s why the paladins and the mages had been so shocked. No normal human could have broken those spells so easily.

 

Dana thought it was rather fortunate.

 

“I can purify it.”

 

Because it was a problem she could solve.

 

“I can break the curses of demon worshippers. That means, I can purify the power of demons.”

 

Dana placed her hand on his forearm. She could feel the tight muscles beneath his skin.

 

“I’ll purify you, in exchange—” Dana wetted her dry lips with her tongue. She was a bit nervous. “In exchange, please lend me the holy relic.”

 

In the past, when she’d suggested a deal over the holy relic, Carl had become very frightening. As expected, his eyes immediately went cold.

 

“I’ll return it to you right after I bring Lord Ignis back to life.” Dana quickly added. “Lord Ignis died because of me. I want to save him. I don’t know if you know, Uncle, but he has a few more intact bodies left. So if I can just succeed in calling his soul with the holy relic—well, I’m not sure it’s possible, but still.” She desperately gripped his arm and pleaded. “He could come back to life.”

 

Carl looked somewhat displeased. So, Dana hurriedly continued.

 

“In return, I’ll completely, absolutely purify you. Okay?”

 

“…That’s not possible.”

 

“What?”

 

“Well, you see.” Carl seemed to be searching for the right words, but then shook his head, as if he couldn’t find a good way to put it. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Purifying me will be extremely difficult. Dana, you’re just too weak and frail.”

 

“No. I can do it.”

 

“But what if that power hurts you?”

 

For a moment, frustration surged within her. How long was this man going to treat her like a child? Well, he was the one who believed she didn’t even know how babies were made. She wondered what kind of expression he’d make if she told him she was planning to have Viego’s child.

 

“Dana. Don’t do that…”

 

She didn’t want to hear anymore. Dana immediately drew up her purification power. Energy flowed from her hand on his arm, into his body. She began to search. For the immense demon power lurking inside. Where is it? She couldn’t find it. Carl had perfectly concealed and locked it away.

 

Dana stared at Carl through a field of pure white light. “Hurry.” She pressed him, as if telling him to bring it out quickly.

 

Carl looked very troubled.

 

“Hurry.”

 

“Stop it.”

 

“After all I’m doing, are you still going to refuse?”

 

At last, it seemed Carl accepted that he was cornered. He let out a deep, low sigh and covered his face with his large hand. As if hiding, as if concealing…

 

“I’m truly sorry.” Then he apologized on his own.

 

Why was he suddenly apologizing? She was the one pestering him—The moment she thought that.

 

“…!”

 

It, that enormous thing, erupted like an explosion. The black shadow, which had been lying flat in hiding, suddenly rose up. Then it soared high, like a wave, no, like a tidal wave. Endlessly, skyless, up, up, growing larger and larger, until it poured down over her body.

 

A moan escaped her lips. “Ah!” Her body heated up at once. Her breath grew hot, her fingertips trembled. A strange current tingled down her spine. It was as if something was gently licking her. That power sensually licked her entire body, enveloped her, drew her in…

 

Only then did Dana realize what kind of serpent had bitten Carl. It was exactly the same as the head of the serpent used by the Daiana cult. The seven-headed serpent, and this was one of them—Lust…

 

Did he realize Dana couldn’t withstand it? The power immediately withdrew from her. But Dana was already reduced to a puddle. Panting, breathing rough, she didn’t even have the strength to straighten her back and collapsed forward.

 

Carl reached out and let her rest against his chest. “Are you okay?” He gently stroked her back, soothing her.

 

From top to bottom, his hand glided affectionately, as always—calm, without a hint of eroticism. But even that sent a shiver through her now. The curve of his fingers, the broadness of his palm on her back, was so stimulating that her shoulders flinched. Dana bit the inside of her cheek. Her body was still filled with heat.

 

“You’ll be fine soon.” Carl patted her shoulder.

 

She wanted to beg him to stop touching her, but she endured, not wanting to be humiliated. She held on, held on… and finally, the moment came when she was truly okay. Dana managed to regain her composure.

 

When she lifted her flushed face, their eyes met at once. Carl was looking at her with concern.

 

“You were really startled. I’m sorry.”

 

“…”

 

“That’s why I told you not to.” He gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and soothed her. “You can’t handle it.”

 

“…”

 

“Now you understand, right? So let’s drop this topic, okay?”

 

She had nothing to say. It was too much to process.

 

Carl had been bitten by the serpent that symbolized lust. Like the priests of the Daiana cult, who grew stronger the more lust they felt. The stronger Carl was, the more he must have been tainted by immense lust. But where was the evidence?

 

Carl Windsor was certainly not right in the head, but when it came to sexuality, he was extremely dry. If Dana hadn’t just felt it herself, she wouldn’t have believed it. But she had just felt it herself. It was so enormous, she couldn’t have found it until he showed her. But how can he be so calm?

 

Carl’s composed face seemed almost unshakable. He looked like nothing could move him, which made Dana feel helpless for a moment.

 

“I can do it.”

 

“Dana.”

 

“I was just surprised. I can handle this much. Of course, not all at once, but if I purify it slowly, little by little, someday…”

 

“…”

 

“And just now… I only let a little of my purification power flow. I only used one hand. So.” Dana took a deep breath. “I’ll purify you, so please lend me the holy relic.”

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  1. A autora nunca deixa os personagens dela terem vida sexual, achei que era só com as personagens femininas, mas é com os masculinos também. Será que ela é frustrada?