Invade the white dove

Tatos raised the corners of his lips, gracefully stretched out his right hand, and made a "please" gesture, and Julius drove forward, walking side by side with Tatos.

Sotiria followed suit.

Tatos grinned and sneered ruthlessly: "Devils cannot reproduce through physical union. They can only infect other races with magic power to expand our group. This process is called 'first embrace', and it was successfully transformed. We call it 'descendant'. I have to admit that the thrill that demons get from the process of first embrace is as good as, if not less than, that of intercourse."

"Have you ever had a 'first hug' too?" Ulis asked.

Tatos shook his head: "I don't have any descendants of my own. But my lord, I hope you won't be too harsh on Sabol because of this. You also know that demons are a race that pursues pure pleasure. The temptation for us is huge, so there are almost no demons like me who can restrain their desires."

Julis sneered: "Happy, yes, my lover is really good at teasing my desire."

There was the sound of a branch snapping behind him, Julis looked back, and Sotiria was holding their contract sword, angrily firing at the dead branch.Wherever they passed, the broken branches and fallen leaves piled up into small hills.

With a look of surprise on Tatos's face, he shrugged exaggeratedly and looked at Julius.

"Very naive." Julius commented indifferently.

Sotilia's movements stopped, and the dead branches seemed to be grasped by a pair of invisible hands, crackling and kneading into powder.

"Your Excellency Tatos, if the demon successfully transforms the descendant, then the relationship between them..."

"It is said that this is a very wonderful continuation. The magic power flows and resonates between the bodies of two people. They can understand each other's thoughts and thoughts, and they can also feel all the feelings of the other party. Double love, double hate, With double desires stacked, it’s hard for a demon not to indulge in such happiness. Many demons choose lifelong partners from their descendants.”

Tatos spoke incessantly, seeming to be immersed in his own description, while Julius and Sotiria glanced at each other quickly, and then looked away.

"I envy Your Majesty," Julius said.

Maybe it was because Julis' voice was lonely enough, or maybe he had finally achieved his goal of instigating, Tatos stopped, and his sharp nails raised Julis' chin: "My lord, demons are a cursed race. Banished...we don't deserve love."

"Sabol...I want him to be mine forever. I want him to be all alone, fuck offspring." Ulis stared blankly at Tatos's face, as if bewitched by the demon.

"I have no descendants." Sotiria interrupted them suddenly, "I have no descendants now."

"Damn it." Julis's eyes were awake for a moment, and he cursed, "Sabol, you and your shit promises go to hell."

Tatos laughed triumphantly and walked away, but the whisper of the demon still echoed in Julis' ears.

"Your Excellency, think about it carefully. Your lover Sabol, he will kill his own descendants without mercy. But you, you and Sabol have not even signed a contract, why do you believe him? Will I always be passionate about you?"

Julius looked at Sotiria.

The latter was a little nervous, even frowning together, as if he was afraid that he was really bewitched by the devil and had doubts about him.

"I have no descendants." Mr. Knight defended again in a rare way.

Although he is now in the form of a high demon, Julius can still see the deep affection flowing in the sapphire blue eyes hidden under the illusion.

The seal of the contract on the chest was hot.He knew Sotiria was trying to call him, but there was no response from Ulis.

He looked at Hassan, who had been silent all along, following behind them.

The boy's vivid brown eyes, a little dull today, stared straight at them, and his intuition told him that Hassan was watching them.

"Sabol, don't tell me any more nonsense that true feelings are more precious than contracts. I want to sign a contract like that between His Majesty and Tatos. Otherwise..."

He snatched the rusty sword from Sotilia's hand and put it back into his scabbard, "Go back to the arms of your old lover. Or go back to the village and fool around with those girls who are willing to let you suck blood. Hassan, follow up!"

In the unspeakable silence, the group finally saw the cave entrance.

Julius lit the torch and walked in first.

Sotiria behind him also wanted to follow, but Tatos smiled mockingly: "If it were me, I wouldn't go up when my lover is angry. Unless you think he has no ability to protect himself?"

Sotiria glared at Tatos, but stopped.

The four of them waited quietly outside the cave until there was an erratic whistle from inside.

"Your Majesty, it's safe here."

Sotiria immediately got into the cave, but there were yells such as "don't touch me", "stay away from me", "go to hell" and so on.

Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Tatos thoughtfully.

"I just made your beloved knight understand the essence of demons." Tatos smiled innocently, the tip of his scarlet tongue slid across his canine teeth, like a snake spitting out letters, "I made a mistake in my judgment yesterday, Your Majesty , Sabol seems to be able to gain strength from love, this is impossible..."

Kyle interrupted Tatos' explanation with a wave.

He looked down at his palm, and the thorn rose-like contract mark flashed past: "The essence of the devil... Tatos, you are really a ruthless guy."

He shook off his cloak and followed.

Unlike the dark, long, and rotten-smelling caves depicted in adventure stories, this cave, guarded by a witch, is full of life.

The ground is covered with thick fur cushions, and tapestries woven into various patterns of animal hair are hung on the rock walls. At the junction of the mountain wall and the ground, there are neatly placed pots of plants that no one has ever seen before. Left unattended, each plant still bears brightly colored flowers.

There is only one plant with black vines, thick branches winding upwards, densely covering the top of the mountain, huge leaves stretched out, and each vein emits a faint fluorescence.

There are all the kitchen utensils for boiling water and cooking in the cave. Aya even made a wooden bed for herself, and spread the cushions filled with hay and cotton on the bed to isolate the damp and cold atmosphere in the cave.

The bedside table is a round wooden pier, on which there are many bottles and cans, but the most eye-catching one is a rectangular wooden board with traces of charcoal painting on it. If you carefully distinguish it, you can see that it is a couple intimately kiss.

Mayor Ned sighed and stuffed the board into his knapsack.

The head of this cave can be seen at a glance. Kyle searched left and right for a long time, but there was no hidden entrance at all.

"Entrance, where is it?"

Kyle's voice was so cold that ice could be squeezed out.