50 - Chapter 47: 47[Essence of the World Tree]
Die, die, diiiie
A scream echoed in my head,
but I couldn't resist, refuse, or struggle.
I could only
be crushed by Charlotte's butt and chest,
crushed by Charlotte's lips and pussy,
and from my dick, caught on her cervix,
I could only pathetically gush seminal fluid.
Her womb, already full with no more room,
felt swollen and distended.
Her lower abdomen was swollen with my seminal fluid and pressing against me.
"Haa, Hero, Hero."
She explored my mouth, which had long since lost its sanity,
biting and sucking my tongue,
biting and sucking my lips,
unreservedly revealing her desires.
My dick was caught on her cervix,
unable to withdraw or penetrate further, a pitiful sight trapped in a snare of pleasure.
Not only her pussy,
but every time my dick hit her cervix,
I could only pathetically spew my seminal fluid into her swollen womb.
Thus, Charlotte and I, covered in a messy mix of sweat, seminal fluid, and vaginal lubrication, were frantically grinding our bodies together.
"Yuria!!"
At that moment, Cynthia's sharp voice cut through the air.
Thwack!
Four arrows struck the ground.
Long vines extended from those arrows, binding Charlotte's hands and feet.
Shit.
"Yuria, Yuria!"
She ignored Charlotte and rushed to me, calling my name,
but I was already unconscious, eyes rolled back, nose bleeding profusely, and tears streaming down my face—in no state to answer.
"Damn it, Charlotte, what the fuck are you doing?"
She glared at Charlotte with sharp eyes, but Charlotte merely looked puzzled by the situation.
"This is my dream, why is there an uninvited guest?"
"A dream? What bullshit are you spouting?"
Yuria, held in Cynthia's arms, trembled faintly.
"I'll reprimand you for this later."
Cynthia sighed and carried Yuria away.
Cynthia, who had been sleeping in Charlotte's house, was awakened by Ella's magic.
Ella's urgent voice made her wonder what was wrong.
But after hearing that Yuria was in danger, Cynthia activated her detection magic and came, only to find Yuria unconscious and being raped.
If it weren't for Ella, it would have been truly dangerous.
She sighed.
She took Yuria to the stream and washed him.
How could she do such a terrible thing?
Yuria's pale skin was smeared with vaginal lubrication and seminal fluid,
and his once dignified face was covered in tears and nosebleeds, a sight too difficult to behold.
"I'm sorry, Yuria. I should have been more careful."
Yuria, the one who deserved the most reward after defeating the Demon King.
Everyone knew how much effort he had put in to get this far, despite being a commoner.
Why must Yuria suffer such a fate, such a disgrace?
Why is the world so heartless?
Even if he received the Curse of the Demon King,
was there a reason to break him like this?
Today, too, he was miserably raped by the hands of the girl he had saved.
In the deep darkness of the night, illuminated only by moonlight,
Yuria's pale, small, and fragile-looking body was reflected in the river.
He had seemed so big and dependable when she fought behind him,
but now he looked infinitely small and frail.
To entrust the fate of the world to such a child,
to burden him with a curse,
and still, the world wouldn't leave his small body in peace.
She held Yuria in her arms.
"Yuria, I'm sorry..."
After holding Yuria for a while,
she finally spoke, as if having made a decision.
"Alright, let's go. As you said, we should have left without resting."
And so, in the middle of the night, Cynthia, holding the small hero in her arms, ran through the forest.
Feeling the small warmth in her embrace,
Cynthia avoided all villages and people,
running towards her homeland,
the Capital of the Elves,
the Holy Sanctuary of the World Tree,
Asildra.
It was only when the sun rose and scattered its crimson light across the world
that they arrived at Asildra, the land of the great World Tree.
She sighed.
The first place they sought upon arrival was
the sacred spring where the Dew of the World Tree falls.
She immersed Yuria's body there.
She sighed again.
Having run at full speed for several hours without proper sleep, fatigue washed over her,
but if she left her post now, the elves in heat might bother Yuria again, like last time.
No, this time it might not just end with bothering him.
So she had to stand guard.
"Ugh."
"Are you awake?"
"Mmm."
"How's your body? Feeling a bit better?"
"Yes, but where is Charlotte?"
"Why that bitch?"
"Charlotte is in danger, ugh."
To worry about the girl who raped him even in this situation.
Is he foolish or kind?
She sighed.
"I don't know. I just left her there."
"What?! No! Charlotte is in danger!"
"Why are you doing this! She raped you!"
"But it wasn't her own will. Succubus Lilith appeared partway through..."
"What? A Succubus?"
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Yes, but she infused Charlotte with black magic."
"If that's true, it's already too late. By now, she's probably..."
Yuria lowered his head.
"I have to go meet the World Tree."
"But your body's condition..."
"If we delay any longer, I don't know how much worse this situation will get."
"But..."
"Please, Cynthia. I don't want to cause any more harm."
"Haa, damn it, fine. Follow me."
I followed her.
Deeper than the room we were in,
we walked along the roots of the World Tree.
Past countless Guards,
the only slightly unsettling thing was that the Guards looked at me a little strangely.
I tried to ignore it and walked under Cynthia's protection.
"Here."
We arrived at a room covered in countless small roots.
"This is..."
"We call it the Womb of the World Tree. It's that important a place to us."
"Womb...?"
The Womb of the World Tree felt strange, somehow.
"Ah, it's just a metaphorical expression. It's also the place where the World Tree's seeds are conceived."
"Oh, I see."
It must be a sacred place for them,
so perhaps I was thinking too strangely.
It could just be a cultural difference or something.
"Then, please begin the ritual immediately."
"Okay, lie down here. The roots will guide your consciousness."
I followed her instructions and began to lie down in the center of the room.
Then, the small roots of the World Tree crept under my clothes.
A slightly cold sensation made my skin prickle.
"Gah!"
"It might feel a little strange at first. Just bear with it for a moment, then..."
With those words, my consciousness sank.
............
"Hello?"
A clear and refreshing voice awakened me.
I turned my head and looked up,
and there sat a girl with a pure aura.
Her long, lush green hair, reminiscent of a forest, flowed down,
and her two eyes were a deep brown, like tree branches.
Such an appearance naturally brought something to mind.
"Are you, or perhaps, the World Tree?"
"I am the World Tree."
"I am..."
"I know! Aren't you the Hero who trained under my shade last time?"
"Yes, that's right. This time, at the Goddess's request, I came to receive the Essence of the World Tree."
"Mother wants the Essence?"
"Yes, that's correct."
"Well, that... shouldn't matter. Alright."
"Instead, the Essence is like a part of me, so handle it carefully."
She took out a lump of light, almost pure white, from her chest.
"Here, take it."
She extended her hand and passed the Essence to me.
The endlessly pure white lump of light was drawn into my chest.
Then, a dark yet holy energy, strangely alien,
burst forth from my chest and entered the pure white Essence.
A grotesque grinding sound.
"You, you... what did you bring in?"
"No, this, this, how on earth...?"
I couldn't understand what was happening either.
I had no idea such an unpleasant energy existed in my body.
"This is, could it be, ugh."
The World Tree collapsed to the floor.
"The energy of my older sister, Siriela, the Demon God? Ugh..."
Her pale skin gradually turned brown.
I wandered, not knowing what to do, looking at the World Tree trembling on the floor.
"Um, how..."
What on earth did I bring in?
"Damn it, that's why Mother, ugh."
The World Tree's breathing grew increasingly ragged.
"Um, World Tree..."
"Run away..."
"Huh?"
"Run away quickly, ugh!"
Where was she telling me to run away to?
In this unknown space.
Soon, the World Tree's skin completely turned brown.
And the World Tree's ragged breathing gradually returned to normal.
She was no longer trembling.
"Um, World Tree, are you alright?"
"Alright?"
"You planted something like this, this virus, in me, and you ask if I'm okay?"
"No, I'm sorry about that."
"No, no, what is there to be sorry about? I feel very good, you know?"
"Huh?"
Feeling something strange, I looked closely at the World Tree's face,
and her eyes now held strange, heart-shaped pupils.
Unlike the pink hearts from before,
these were black and glowing.
The moment I saw it, goosebumps erupted all over my body.
Like someone who had seen what should not be seen.
I immediately turned and started running.
To shake off this ominous feeling, even a little.
To get away from her, even a little.
I began to run endlessly through the pure white, empty space.