LUCEM
LXVII Chapter

"Show us where the stone is you're hiding!" Magenta snapped, and dragged the brown-haired man up the stairs to get out of the basement.

"It's not on me anymore" said the man, his face messy, wet and dusty.

Magenta stop. He looked at the man with a cold look. A light dagger in his hand.

"Well... well, I say—tap the man was in a hurry as soon as he saw the dagger in Magenta's hand. That blue stone I gave to the leader of the big rat group, he paid me a lot to get it, you,—the man drained the contents of his jacket and took out all the money and shiny objects that were there. Please let me go, I will never appear before you again, I promise." The man raised his trembling hand.

"Junk," hissed Magenta.

The man was now lying on the ground with a shocked face, a light dagger stuck between his eyebrows. Die.

I took a breath, walked up to the stiff body of the man, making sure I didn't miss anything before we left. I pulled a chain with a blue pendant from the man's hand.

"Bababawan."

Magenta turned his head quickly when I mentioned that name.

"Come," he asked.

I snatched Magenta's body and flew towards the rat valley.

Traces of blood were everywhere as we landed in the valley. The ground cracked and the trees fell.

"We can't deal with this damage and it will continue to happen without it" Magenta said.

"Home home" I muttered.

My wings are open, but I'm closing them right away.

"Mouse breath, some live." I'm moving to one corner. A rat with a gaping wound on his face whimpered. I reached out to grab her body. Not only his face, his entire body was full of battle wounds.

"You sure you want to help him?" Ask Magenta.

"Not a common rat, I'm interested" I replied.

This rat will explain the part we don't know yet. Plus his fighting skills, this rat is special. But I remember with a burst of fear, another thing we discovered years ago when we entered this valley. The demon valley rats.

My head feels like it's spinning. When Magenta casts incessant spells looking for something that seems quite difficult.

"So some demons decided to put up a tent." A laughter without joy came out of my mouth. "That's what you're gonna say?"

"Yes" said Magenta. " But not a few, just one."

"One?" I repeated with the same disbelief that Magenta felt.

"How's it?" I almost feel numb.

Magenta.

"Ah, stop. Anyway we didn't come in vain," I stared at the dying rat in my hand.

Open both my wings wide. "We're home."

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...POV------------MAY...

I wiped the tears that escaped my eyes. Crying is useless, and there is no time for it.

"Stab me," I'm done. "If you don't accept my love, then kill me."

Ichan walked over, gently rubbing my hair and shoulders.

"No," he said.

I looked at him with a helpless look.

"I forgive you, I won't kill someone because he loves me" Ichan smiled.

I looked at his chest, his shirt, it was still wet. The thick blood that had not dried up, the traces of my knife there, as he resolutely refused to accept me and said that he had fallen in love with my sister. I got angry and stabbed him right there, just as I was about to twist the dagger handle in my grasp our eyes met, my anger evaporated just like that, I pulled out a silver dagger from his chest. With tears, with regret, with my pain.

"It hurts more than death..," I held back my tight chest.

I struck out the frustration of her unrecovered chest, but instead of holding my hand from hurting her, she pulled me into her arms. Let me down there.

A moment of silence, until another madness came upon me. "I have another idea" I muttered right before my mouth tilted to his mouth.

Ichan was so shocked that she did not move for a few seconds. It was long enough for Ichan to hold her bowed because of my hand that wrapped around her nape. My mouth was open, my tongue was looking for a way in, but Ichan pulled her head away.

"Have you lost your mind?" He tried to remove my embrace by force.

I grinned. "Minds me of the day we met. As you remember, I don't mind you being rude. In fact, it makes me want you."

Then I gripped her hair hard enough to pull the strands out. Using it as a lever to hook my mouth to her neck. Ichan clenched her fists, hard, I felt that on my side. " Stop Maya, if your sister is here, this will make her mad at you and me especially," Ichan whispered near my ear.

Some of the things that the man didn't understand, was the fact that I loved him, I really wanted him. Because he has put that mixture of love into my heart.

The fate that plays with me, I may be unlucky and live when someone puts a love bell at his feet attracts this man more than I adore him day and night. Some wrong twitching, wrong heart.

I don't really need another day to know that I still have a chance to be loved. If making out with Ichan gave me the opportunity to step on the woman in her heart, then I would do so with great zeal.

I tiptoed after his chin and lips.

"Oh, yes, it feels so good" he licked, as I licked his neck. And this time Ichan did not push me, instead she pulled him closer. His heart rate's racing.

Ichan lowered her head on my shoulder, speechless, catching her breath there. "Stop Maya, this won't end well."

"I can't, just love me this once, it's okay today... I'm desperate, I'll stop after all this," I sobbed, pleading with her head held on my shoulder.

His breath tickled my neck as he laughed.

"I knew. I'm really talented." I laughed and held back my tears.

"You're really narcissistic" he said.

Ichan raised her head, looking at me in the shade.

"I'm the guilty one, I shouldn't be present among you" said Ichan. He pulled my body into his arms, ruffled my black hair with his hands, I wrapped around his waist tightly forcing approval.

"Is this hug enough?" Ask after a while.

"No!" I answered him in surprise as he tried to keep his body away from me.

I have to play bait to get it, I have to. I no longer cared if Ichan found it strange to see me biting and licking her skin, while she involuntarily groaned and asked for more.

And although he never admitted it, I had utilized his leeway effectively because I was good at what I did.

I pulled back Ichan's head, gave her a way to access my neck. I could hear his breathing ringing. I felt his hand move

pulled my collar off my shoulder, releasing some buttons in the process. Not letting it subside, I pulled her shirt open, lightly tucked some of her visible skin before reaching back for her face.

Ichan turned her face away from me, but I caught her lips twitching. His eyes emitted a definite glint as I pulled the remnants of the shirt from my body, leaving me with only my chest protector and my long pants.

I touched Ichan's open chest, the dried bloodstain near the middle of her chest was the remaining proof of how close she was to death. I bowed my head there, licked it.

A low growl came from our left. I did not look in that direction, but pressed Ichan's head closer. Ichan tried to refuse. And we know who it is.

"Ooh, open show." It sounded like Magenta was dropping to the floor to make it more comfortable to watch.

"good. And I thought coming here would be boring" he continued.

"That's right," I said, my voice low and hoarse. "Now I'll taste hers."

The force crackled in the air, growing stronger yet also feeling tattered, like the edges of broken glass trying to reunite. I did not turn my head towards Magenta, but clenched Ichan's hair and pulled her head to the side, revealing her pale and tense neck.

Another step on the floor, followed by a voice from a familiar man. I ignored it too. Then slowly I lowered my head.

A full masculine roar in the throat.

"What are you guys doing!?" Snarled.