Chapter 390 – The Sansuyu Tree (7)

An infant falling from the sky explodes into shreds of flesh.

-Kwaang!!

A series of lights burst forth in quick succession.
The delayed sound tore through people’s eardrums.

“Fly away.”

Following the girl, the building crumbled to dust.

“Leaving nothing behind.”

The bodies of the debating legislators vanished.
Transformed into light, leaving not even bone dust.

Civilians, too, met a gruesome end.
Scorched to death or melted by the heat.
In an instant, all living beings in the city faced their demise.
All that remained was the faint magical power each person held.

-Ter-buck, ter-buck.

In the midst of the half-destroyed city, the girl walked.
Enduring the sticky, hot asphalt that seeped into her feet.
She seemed to revel in the torment she inflicted upon her own body.

-Passss.

Waves of sawdust-like debris washed over her ankles.

As the towering buildings crumbled to dust, the surrounding infrastructure vanished.

Not a single wooden figure or tree within was spared. A violet pattern blossomed like a flower, centered around the nose. Her gaunt arms and legs, the young appearance of her mouth, all split apart in a ghastly manner.

Flower’s third-ranking officer: Cistus Cistus.

The reason she, who joined late, was able to rise in the ranks just below the saintess was not due to her exceptional might. If measured by brute force alone, most officers surpassed her.

Yet, Taragon clung to her, despite her status as a hardliner whose presence only brought scandal to Flower.

Even as factions maintained their Cold War-like divisions, Flower needed the power of Cistus.

– A sudden surge.

With a single ripple in space, young girls appeared in the city’s airspace. A toddler with emotionless eyes. Soon, a scene of unspeakable cruelty unfolded, destined to become a trauma. The skyborne girls plummeted into the buildings.

*Thwack!*

Her head shattered.

*Thump! Thump!*

Blood bloomed like a flower, and the surrounding area burned away.

Sistus’ power: duplicating herself and self-destructing.

【Blooming】

But that wasn’t all.

Her power was unparalleled, and even the World Tree revered it.

Sistus’ head split with a sharp sound. Another girl’s face emerged from the fissure. Her red eyes flashed as she murmured,

【Flowers in Full Bloom】

Plants sprouted from the ground everywhere. Tall and small flowers grew rapidly, blanketing the floor.

Sistus’ epithet was the Suicidal Flower. Their deaths served the purpose of reproduction.

Any entity that had allowed her to attack once had to be ensnared in the explosion again, this time even more forcefully than the first.

The seeds remaining in the city germinated and blossomed.

Apocalypse.

Plants sprouted rapidly in the devastated city following its destruction.

-Whooosh!

An immediate explosion ensued. The plants ignited, and the remaining survivors outside the city were engulfed and vanished.

It wasn’t just one major city that disappeared. All the villages, roads, and foundations on the outskirts of the large cities collapsed and vanished at once.

Even if it were an incredibly powerful being, the sheer force of the explosion would render it impossible to avoid severe injury if merely grazed. Such power can shake the very laws of the world.

Tens of thousands of such alter egos existed…

Perhaps the only being capable of annihilating all the World Trees in existence.

[…You]

A half-burnt World Tree on the ground glared at Cistus.

“There was something left.”

A petal formed of five pieces of flesh, torn apart like a scarf. The blood-soaked Cistus crouched down, reflecting his true form.

The World Tree on the brink of death unleashed its magic.

[Flower, things won’t go as you wish… they just won’t.]
“If anyone overhears this, they might think I’m killing you all without reason.”
[Why do you…?]

Madness gleamed in his widened eyes, his mouth agape. A crimson tongue darted out.

“I’ve waited 400 years.”

The light of the World Tree diminished.

Eyes slit like a lizard’s, the pupils split apart, revealing an empty crystalline core.

“It doesn’t matter. Human, or anything else.”
[You’re mad…]
“I simply want all of you dead.”

Even if he were to die in the process.
Sistus was prepared to annihilate anything standing in his way.

There was no response from the World Tree.
How dull.
Sistus rose from his seat, shrugging his shoulders as he gazed at the symbol of America, now turned into a wasteland.

‘Come to think of it, there’s a meeting tomorrow.’

The return of King Mokryeong.

Unquestionably, Sistus was in a position to kill him.

There was no need for the factions to split now. Especially since the power of Flower itself held King Mokryeong’s will as its motto, it was evident that countless organization members would rally to him. This meant that Sistus’s secret plan could be delayed further.

“Lee Si-heon.”

Sistus’s most prominent adversaries were undoubtedly Mugung and the Heavenly Demon. He had been devising numerous strategies to kill them for a long time, and the preparations were almost complete.

But then he uncovered a surprising fact. The descendant of King Mokryeong was now the disciple of that individual called the Heavenly Demon. It was an ideal situation to eliminate them all at once. Sistus laughed.

Fortunately, her expertise was in mass slaughter as well.

* * * * * * * *

On the white duvet, a band even whiter than the blanket itself formed along the damp surface.

A pattern reminiscent of a rising tiger. The skill required to transpose the entire Republic of Korea onto a duvet could only belong to an expert.

“…”

Sansuyu, weighed down with guilt, hung her head gloomily. At this very moment, the wet white tee clung to her chest, milk dripping where fabric met bare skin.

A protruding pink hue atop her well-rounded breasts. The sight was far too provocative to gaze upon openly.

And yet, Sansuyu discreetly spread her arms. This had become a routine she performed each morning.

“…Um, Si-heon… Hold me.”

“In this situation…?”

She pouted her lips… Could he? The look on her face made Lee Si-heon’s expression grow complicated.

Sansuyu had been wearing a bra for quite some time, so the protrusions were usually quite visible. It was commonplace to spill water from a cup and catch sight of her breasts.

However, if mingled with the alluring scent of milk, the lascivious demon might not be able to resist.

Lee Si-heon, whose health has recently improved, now experiences more frequent mornings of arousal.

“Come.”

As he opened his arms wide, Sansuyu’s face brightened.

-Tightly.

Sansuyu embraced Lee Si-heon as if rushing towards him. Their chests rubbed together, and milk seeped thickly onto their clothes. Warm breast milk, not cold, spilled excessively, making it feel like it was being smeared on their bare skin.

Whenever the voluptuous mounds of breasts were pressed together, the welling breast milk stirred emotions. The clothes that had barely dried were soaked once again.

-Drip, drip.

Milk overflowing from the juncture of the breasts fell into their groin.

‘If it’s fortunate, should I say it’s fortunate?’

The fact that breast milk is being produced signifies that Sansuyu’s condition has significantly improved. At the very least, it means she has returned to her state of health during the Forest Keeper Selection.

Lee Si-heon pondered.

‘Is health separate from the body?’

Sansuyu’s arms still struggle to lift anything heavy. Her legs, too, falter and cause her to stumble when attempting to stand. Even now, during this embrace, Sansuyu is doing her utmost to muster her strength, determined not to let go.

“Ah…”

A stifled moan slips from the corner of Sansuyu’s lips.

It’s a delicate voice that emerges when her breast milk flows. There’s no possibility of a romantic relationship here.

After all, Sansuyu has no knowledge of sex itself. No matter how intensely she feels, her actions are limited to nuzzling her face into the crook of an arm, closing her eyes, and inhaling the scent.

– Throb, throb.

Her heaving chest and the streaming breast milk seem to surge forth ceaselessly.

Before she realizes it, the milky river that has pooled on the bed overflows, eventually submerging the mat beneath it.

Feeling no shame in such a situation might be a talent in and of itself.

Sansuyu’s consciousness grows hazy. She was always like this, but now, even more so than before.

Seeking comfort in others’ embrace, or feeling anxious otherwise.

There are moments when one seeks only the sensations that bring pleasure.

– Flinch.

And right now, that’s what she was doing with Lee Si-heon.
Sansuyu, who usually just embraced him, subtly twisted her upper body.
Each time she did so, her nipples were soaked in a thrilling pleasure.
It’s an alluring sensation for her, who spent her days in bed.

Itchy.
Scratch with her nails, or flick them. How about that?
That alone caused Sansuyu’s body to heat up fervently.

“Ah… Ugh.”

A body capable of bearing a child despite her innocent spirit.

– Clench, clench.

Press her chest as tightly as possible and twist it up and down.
The nipples, now blatantly swollen from the white tee, bent up and down, following Sansuyu’s breath and movements.

“…Si-heon… Ah.”

Lee Si-heon, who belatedly realized something was amiss, withdrew his body.

“Are you okay?”

Too late.

Having lost my self-control, I simply accepted the situation as usual, and events unfolded like this.

Sansuyu stuck out her tongue.

“Haah… Huaah…”

From her half-open eyes, bright yellow pupils rolled upwards. The breast milk, too warm to be called warm, turned into steam-like mist and filled the surroundings.

The sweet scent tickled her nose.
Her entire body drenched.

Lines of white were drawn like spiderwebs across the voluptuous skin-toned chest. So wet that everything showed through, her clothes failed to serve their purpose. Saliva flowed from her extended tongue, falling to the tip of her breast and mixing with the milk.

– Shivers.

Gulp. Breast milk spurted over the nipples.

“Sian… It hurts-“
“Hey.”
“Like being poked… and painfully squeezed.”

Sansuyu was a creature that went into heat every time she produced breast milk.

For some unknown reason, it had been this way since the Forest Keeper Selection.

Knowing this, Lee Si-heon silently embraced Sansuyu once more and tenderly stroked the back of her head.

“Just wait, and you’ll feel better soon.”
“…Si-heon’s scent. Scent…”

She clung to him, panting like a wild beast. Sansuyu, prioritizing pleasure over the gentle touch of the hand caressing her head, pressed her body even closer.

Her hips intermittently rocked back and forth.

Sansuyu presented her breasts as if imprinting them on a glass pane. She incessantly twisted her nipples. In this manner, wasn’t she a tool for self-gratification?

This time, the reaction was different. Even more so than during the Forest Keeper Selection. Had Sansuyu’s attachment deepened? Her hand traced Lee Si-heon’s back, leaving a sticky sensation.

“Sansuyu?”
“Mmm…”

She nibbled on his throat as if biting into an apple, her tongue emerging like a child’s to meet his and lick his cheeks.

“Calm down.”

At those soft words, Sansuyu’s movements abruptly stopped.

“Ha… Huh, ah…”

It was a moan that bordered on agony.

It can provide relief, but Sansuyu is still a patient.

As he infused her with the power of healing, Lee Si-heon gently tapped the crown of Sansuyu’s head.

“For now, let’s focus on getting better.”

Geum-an’s gaze swept across Lee Si-heon’s face. Sansuyu’s ten fingers twitched restlessly.

What would happen if she lacked self-control like this? That worry crossed his mind. Lee Si-heon continuously comforted Sansuyu.

Until her sexual desire gradually abated.

“Are you feeling better now? Should I tidy up the room?”
“…Yes.”

Slowly, Sansuyu raised her arm. She placed it on Lee Si-heon’s shoulder, using it as support to stand up.

Her stiff legs struggled to function properly. Although it seemed as though she could fall multiple times, somehow, she managed to rise swiftly.

“…Oh.”

Upon seeing this, admiration escaped from Lee Si-heon’s lips.

“Can you move a bit now?”
“…Strangely enough, yes.”

“Ah, the breast milk is working its magic. Did it even help remove all the toxins from the body?”

It sounds absurd, but there’s credibility to it.
Sansuyu’s face was always radiant on the days she breastfed.
The scent could also be an indicator.
If the savory fragrance was slightly stronger, her health would improve rapidly.

It was a measure of Sansuyu’s health.

“Can you walk?”
“…Not much.”
“Wow!”

Admiration bursts forth.
Breast milk is the best.

At this point, Lee Si-heon should be able to go to the bathroom on his own.
The brightened Lee Si-heon clapped his hands.

“What a relief.”

He overcame every carnal desire and focused solely on caring for Sansuyu.

Sansuyu’s body was irresistibly enticing.
Lee Si-heon, who had conquered his lustful demons in such a challenging state, was deeply moved.

However, as his heart settled a little, fatigue began to set in.

Lee Si-heon appeared in Sansuyu’s view as she barely managed to stand, her hands caressing her trembling thighs.

– Thud.

Blood streamed down the man’s nose.

“Si-heon…?”
“Uh… um. Maybe I’m too relaxed. Why is this happening today?”

Lee Si-heon chuckled.

“Breast milk, nosebleeds… It must be quite a day today. Hehe.”

Despite his words, his eyes grew increasingly hazy. Sansuyu hastily crouched down and embraced Lee Si-heon.

“Don’t worry. Let’s clear the mat. We can’t sleep here tonight.”

Like she had experienced, doing this would help calm down and regain health. However, the symptoms that Sansuyu and Lee Si-heon displayed were distinctly different.

As Lee Si-heon struggled to comfort Sansuyu, his head tilted slightly.

Lee Si-heon’s body slumped down.