Chapter 880 – [3P Paizuri Fellatio] The Story of the Holy Sword and the Demon Sword Wearing Skimpy Triangle Bikinis and Hanging on a ○ for Their Owner Who Is Tired of Hard Work and Receiving a Creampie -1-

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Cleon’s consciousness was as silent as a dead person, as if he had entered deep darkness.

It was as if the entire body had shut down all unnecessary parts to focus on recovery, without being able to feel any stimulation coming from the outside.

Should I say that it is his body’s own know-how that he gained while recovering from wounds that would not surprise him even if he died over and over again?

In any case, for the first time in a long time, nothing seemed to disturb him, who was sleeping as if surrounded by clouds.

The fortress was blocked and the castle swordsman was defeated.

First, the victory over Owl Mask, the person responsible for banishing Lecia, must have been a very meaningful result for Cleon.

That would certainly be the case, but for some reason, Cleon’s joy of victory or his success in revenge was not conveyed that loudly.

Was it because of what he said, or was it because he was a little tired of the fact that the Owl Mask was just Adam’s minion and that in the end, everything wouldn’t be resolved until the Adam behind it was dealt with?

─If not, was it because I was quite shocked by the fact that this world could not exist without Resia’s sacrifice and that her banishment was like an inevitable fate.

In front of the castle swordsman, he confidently said that he would bring back everything they had taken away from this world, but the thought that he was still helpless did not leave Cleon’s mind.

Helpless.

The criteria by which one thinks so may vary depending on the person, but Cleon himself thought that he had been completely defeated by the Holy Swordsman, at least in terms of his skill in using the ‘sword’.

Of course, the opponent is a human who has been swinging a sword for nearly 100 years.

If you were trying to somehow make up for that experience, of course you couldn’t do it with swordsmanship alone.

If only the drug had been more noble, and the Holy Sword had not stopped lending its power to him-

The one who lost was probably his side.

We must become stronger.

To take responsibility for what you say and make it come true, even more so than now.

Of course, like the Demon Sword Emperor, he does not intend to become strong by any means and at any cost.

Repeating mistakes that have already failed is a characteristic of those who cannot grow.

However – Cleon thinks.

Even though we have come this far from where we started, the distance from Lesia still feels distant.

I couldn’t figure out how fast I had to walk to reach that back.

I wanted to ask if I could meet her just once more, even in her dreams.

The reason why Lesia was able to become so strong ─ Her answer to the question from her childhood.

‘In order to protect everyone, I swung the sword without thinking about anything, and before I knew it, it ended up like this.’

Really, wasn’t this possible because she was the one?

Wasn’t she a too high ideal for herself?

Of course, if it were a kind Lesia, she would have denied that.

Cleon thought that she wanted to be sure, but she was a little tired.

And that guidance extends out like a hand pulling Cleon’s body into a swamp, pulling him further into the deep space of consciousness.

With his self slowly fading away, Cleon tried to quietly close his eyes.

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Cleon had no choice but to open his eyes as if he were being freed from the spell due to the familiar sensation he felt in his lower body.

One of the reasons why Cleon usually lacks sleep, on the rare days when he goes to bed early, is because of the women who sneak into his bed as if they were waiting for him.

Although he never thought of it as stress, Cleon opened his eyes, hoping that he could bear it a little, at least after a big fight like today.

The first view you see is your room.

It was a room in Asteris that had a cozy and warm feeling.

And, above his field of vision, what was pouring in from the window next to his bed was the soft light of the moon, different from the bright light of the sun.

Then – the current time is ‘night’.

No matter how he thought about it, it was daytime when he knocked down Prosecutor Seong and lost consciousness, so it’s okay to think that he was asleep for half the day from then on.

What happened to the fortress? Did his companions escape properly?

And at the end – he feels like he too has fallen from the fortress –

＂Ugh.＂

Without even thinking about going, Cleon slowly raised his upper body as he once again felt a similar sensation as before.

Although it has a rough surface, it feels slippery at the same time as it touches sensitive areas.

And what came into Cleon’s field of vision was the appearance of something writhing and moving under the soft blanket that would have been neatly covered over his body.

Even if it was Cleon, it was impossible to determine who was under the blanket with just this, so if you slowly lifted the blanket-

＂Um, tsk…♡ Chuzz tsk… Huuuuut…♡”

＂Chupot♡ Chupot♡ Jureut…♡ Ah…＂

Galatea on the left and Caliburn on the right were both in human form, burying their faces under Cleon’s waist as usual.

I had already taken off my underwear and burned my soft cheeks, lips, and tongue on the thick, dark red meat pillar sticking out.

From the root to the stem and the tip of the glans, as if you were licking a candy.

When I eagerly sweep it up with my tongue, as if a sweet liquid is flowing out from it, the two people and Cleon’s eyes meet at the same time.

＂Ah, hehe(I woke up).＂

Galatea swallows the glans as much as she can in her small mouth and talks while munching.

Thanks to this, the smooth yet hard feel of the tongue and teeth greatly stimulates Cleon’s glans.

＂Ugh…＂

“Well, if you’re volunteering this hard, it’s natural for you to wake up~”

And next to him, he was talking while removing the face of Caliban, who was holding Cleon’s testicles with the tip of his lips.

Looking at the two people’s lustful appearance, Cleon unconsciously felt his face turn red, but he asked the two while covering his mouth with one of his hands.

＂Caliburn, Galatea… Aside from what you’re doing right now… What happened outside? Is everyone else okay? What is the fortress?”

Cleon had many questions, but Galatea answered him with a smile.

＂The fact that we look like ourselves… Seems like the spell was activated normally.＂

＂What?＂

Cleon asked again that Galatea had said something incomprehensible, but Galatea simply shook her head.

“Ugh, it’s nothing. And the answer to the question from a moment ago is that we are here to make Cleon feel better, right?”

＂That’s…＂

Even if they are Galatea or Caliburn, they are not people who cannot discern the situation enough to do something like this when other people are hurt or their lives are in danger.

In other words, since everything was over, and it was safe, he sneaked into Cleon’s bed where he was resting. Wouldn’t it be better to think…?

When Cleon looked at the two with those eyes, Galatea seemed to have read Cleon’s thoughts and nodded.

“Now. This time, Cleon worked very, very hard and with all his heart, working for everyone. It’s okay to accept the award a little leisurely~”

When Caliban also speaks, as if to help Galatea, Cleon looks at the two for a moment, then realizes something strange.

“… Are you hiding something?”

When Cleon points out that he feels a little different from usual, including the fact that he keeps squirming under the blanket, Galatea immediately makes a pouty face, but Caliburn answers with his usual relaxed expression.

“Hehe. I noticed it right away~ It’s Cleon, after all~＂

And, as she smiled meaningfully, she whimpered and threw back the blanket she had been covering herself with –

What appeared inside were Galatea and Caliburn, wearing black and white swimsuits, respectively.

No, is it okay to call it a swimsuit?

There was a very, very small piece of triangular fabric covering only the nipple area and the local area of ​​the breast, with a not-so-reliable string connecting it between them.

Galatea’s swimsuit had a white, inverted triangle-shaped breast cover that contrasted with her own brown skin, and it seemed worrisome that it was not enough to completely cover her large breasts.

Should I say it’s the clothes she wears on a regular basis – even compared to the shaman-like outfit she was wearing when she first appeared to Cleon, this one exposes a lot more bare skin, so when she spins around in front of Cleon and turns around, her buttocks are visible. It was such a shameless outfit that it could be said that almost everything was exposed.

Moreover, sweat was flowing down her smooth skin, probably due to the hard movement of her body under the blanket, and it was glistening in the moonlight as if she had applied oil.

If she were standing on the beach, with her flowing, wavy green hair tied up with a string made of magic, she looked so captivating that any passing man would not be able to resist talking to her. 〉

Tall, big breasts, big butt and thick thighs.

All in all, it was a female body that was in good shape for a male.

Her face blushed, and she lightly clenched her fist and covered her mouth with her hand. Even if she were Galatea, she would be a little embarrassed by such an outfit.

Caliburn, standing next to her, looked completely opposite to what Galatea was wearing. First, unlike Galatea, the fabric of the swimsuit she was wearing was a white fabric in an inverted triangle.

However, if Galatea was unable to control her overflowing breasts, and they stuck out to the sides, barely covering the top part, then for Caliburn, even that small cloth had enough room to cover her breasts.

However, it would be a lie to say that it is not sensational.

Cleon thought that this was not an outfit that could be worn on a girl in her childlike form, but her skin was as white as jade, without any blemishes, and the silk-like flowing over that marble-like skin. Golden hair.

I don’t know where she learned it, or whether she copied it from Lila, but the way she pulled her hair down into two pigtails and put her back slightly forward, emphasizing her stomach, made her look like she was seducing Cleon. It seemed like

Unlike Galatea, the narrowed eyes appear to have a relaxed and relaxed expression.

And beyond that, the sapphire eyes glow suspiciously in the darkness.

If both of them wore those clothes and swam in a river or the sea, they looked dangerous, as if the straps would come undone as soon as they went to a place where the current was a little strong.

Of course – there was no need to swim here, and the revealing outfit was fully effective in bringing out the charm of the two people.

In fact, when Cleon looked at the two people and was speechless for a moment, both Caliburn and Galatea slowly came closer to him again, showing satisfied expressions.

“Cleon, are you mesmerized when you see us? I’ve seen a lot of outfits worse than this…♡＂

While saying that, Caliburn crawled up onto the bed and brought his face closer to Cleon’s face, exhaling sweetly.

Then, he quietly closed his eyes, opened his small mouth, and stuck out his tongue – gently moving the tip as if he wanted to kiss Cleon.

As if telling you to hold on to yourself.

＂Tght…!＂

As if driven by Caliburn’s temptation, Cleon kissed her lips that overlapped his own.

And what happened was a lewd and provocative kiss that was unimaginable for her small body.

A grown-up kiss, so intense that their tongues mingle, saliva exchanged, and her teeth almost touch.

Caliburn, when did she learn to kiss so provocatively?

As she closed her eyes and felt as if her senses of hearing and smell were being controlled by Caliburn, Cleon’s object, which seemed to have lost some energy due to her fatigue, also rose up before Galatea’s eyes and cast a shadow under her. It sticks out enough to make it.

Galatea licked her lips as if Cleon’s item was appetizing and opened her mouth slightly over it with an expression of satisfaction, letting her slippery saliva flow down.

As Galatea’s saliva, coating it like lotion, flowed down her column, she brought her face closer again and rubbed Cleon’s glans with the tip of her nose.

＂Sniff… Ah… The smell…♡ After fighting with all my might, I went to bed without washing up properly, so this place in Cleon smells terrible…♡ Ugh…♡ Huh… ♡＂

One might think that if it smells like that, it would be better not to smell it, but instead, Galatea slightly shakes her shoulders as if her body is numb from the sensation of Cleon’s smell penetrating her nose and penetrating into her brain.

As if she wanted to feel the taste not only with her nose but also with her mouth, she opened her mouth once again and licked the underside of her penis with her long, slippery tongue.

She gave a cue…♡ And the pleasure that Cleon’s dick gave her from above and below showed that she was rapidly preparing to ejaculate.

＂Huhhuhu~♡ Are you feeling good? Although she was obviously tired, her body was working hard to produce sperm, so Cleon’s body became incredibly heavy… ♡＂

Galatea looked a little ecstatic and rubbed Cleon’s sperm sac with one of her hands.

As she said, it felt like it had become heavy and was shaking in her hands.

“Ego. Then, shall we start by taking a step back?♡ Caliburn is just playing in Cleon’s mouth~♡”

＂쏏♡ Wait a minute, me too…♡＂

When Galatea lifted her own breasts and inserted Cleon’s thick object into the deep valley, she had quite a bit of length left over her breasts.

Caliburn said she wanted to join in as Galatea served her cock.

She ends her kiss with Cleon as if she is regretting it, then stands up and hurries back to Caliburn’s side.

Sloshing… Crashing…♡

Galatea’s heavy breasts, the saliva flowing between them, and the pre-cum flowing out thickly coat the area around them like natural lotion, helping her move Galatea’s breasts with infinitely low friction.

Starting from her roots her, he lifted her up by pressing her sides her -and when she relaxed her arms her, her heavy breasts her of fell free her, relying on her gravity her, and landed with a crash on Cleon’s waist her.

＂Cht♡ Chubbut♡ Haeum♡ Tupot♡＂

And then, Galatea and Caliburn stick around and lick the remaining part of her.

In the room, the only thing left was the two people’s heavy breathing and the sticky sound of their mouths moving in and out.

＂Cleon’s cock is trembling as if it feels good~♡＂

＂It’s okay to leave it like this, because me and Galatea will accept it all…♡＂

The two people, brushing their hair and smiling with their ears showing, seemed to know from their experience that it was not long before Cleon ejaculated.

However, when Cleon’s semen was still trying not to come out, Galatea smiled and opened her mouth wide, swallowing the entire glans of her head-

＂Zururrrr♡ Zuzuzuzu♡ Chubbut♡＂

＂Wait a minute, Gala, Thea…!＂

While sucking Cleon’s dick so hard that it barely fits into the cheek her, stimulate the sensitive mucous membrane of the glans her with the inner tongue her.

Caliburn, whose upper part had been taken away, put his face towards the base and moved his tongue her, licking, licking, panting like a puppy licking up milk.

Gueum service filled with love and service spirit of two people.

As the soft feel of the breast her and the contact of the slippery mucous membrane alternated, Cleon’s things could no longer be tolerated—

＂Ugh…!?＂

＂Aha♡ It’s coming out~♡ Byurrrr♡＂

Semen was pouring out towards the faces of the two people.

To be precise, the semen that seemed to burst from the head of Galatea’s glans, which she had plugged with her mouth, filled Galatea’s mouth and did not let up as it flowed down her throat.

Galatea had no choice but to pull out her mouth her, and with her Caliburn sticking there, she caught Cleon’s semen with her hands her and face her.

＂Geugeun♡ Coot♡ Haa…!♡ Really, it’s so sticky…♡＂

Galatea swallows the white liquid that filled her mouth like a favorite drink.

Then, with her hands and chest her, looking at her, her semen-covered her Caliburn her, she moved closer to her and ran her tongue over her, as if to clean her.

“Ang♡ Wait, Galatea♡ What’s left there is mine…♡”

“Isn’t it too much for you? Please calmly hand it over to me…♡＂

Two people taking the semen they released, rolling their tongues at each other, as if it were a treasure.

Cleon felt that the slight lethargy that came after ejaculation was quickly disappearing, and his penis regained its strength right away when facing lustful females.

＂Ah♡＂

＂Well… I can get it again…♡＂

And Galatea and Caliburn, who saw that, also smiled and approached Cleon once again.

“Now, then Cleon?”

Galatea pushes her hips this way and supports her body with both arms.

＂… Which side do you want to taste first?＂

And, on the other hand, Caliban is lying on his back on the bed and spreading his legs, clearly showing the crack between them.

The service to Cleon by the two females had suddenly turned into a ritual in which the two females stole Semen from Cleon.