[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

When the first light of dawn was ushered in, Sera opened her eyes.His eyes were calm and awake, and he was not sleepy.

She keenly heard the noise starting to come from outside, as if preparing for a grand banquet, accompanied by faint prayers and singing.But before she got up to investigate the situation, there were light footsteps outside the house. The owner of the voice had no intention of covering up her inner thoughts. She could clearly feel the deep anxiety in the other party's heart from the hurried and chaotic steps. Heavy and complex.She sat silently by the bed, waiting for the other party to push the door in, but after a long time, there was silence outside the house.

Sela looked up at the bright sky outside, feeling a little impatient.She would not and never wanted to care about the confused and confused mood of the visitor at the moment, she stood up quickly, opened the door, and as expected saw the little prince of Sarn standing silently outside with a struggling expression.She lowered her head slightly, and said with a blank expression, "Do you know what kind of punishment will be given to my soldiers in my army if they are late?"

A Nuo was taken aback, and immediately blurted out, "I'm not yours now!"

Sera raised her eyebrows, never expecting him to give such an answer, and she heard a little different meaning from this sentence.But now she doesn't have the heart to think about superfluous things, so she shifted her gaze and glanced at the wooden cylinder tightly held in Anuo's hand, which contained a thick but clear light green liquid, like melted pine green stone.

Is this the dew in Nuemara?Green, sticky dew?

Serra didn't move.A Nuo seemed to see her doubts, so he couldn't help passing the wooden barrel forward angrily, curling his lips and said, "Here... drink this, we can go to see Nuemara."

Sierra still didn't move.

A Nuo was a little anxious, and couldn't help tightening his fingers, "I saved your life, I won't hurt you! You are not mine, mine...you can go with me after drinking this—— "

Serra narrowed her eyes slightly.She has always been very good at finding loopholes in the other party's words, and peeking out his inner desire from a certain word, just like now—

"I, am I not yours?——Your what?" She spoke slowly, and the drawn-out voice made the unsuspecting Arnold froze in place for an instant, showing shame and anger, but the red tips of the ears and faint bands The accusing eyes with moist water gave away his true thoughts.

"Why can I go with you after drinking this?" Sera seemed to have not seen all this, and still said in a slow but irresistible tone, "Shouldn't I choose to be with that tree?" The one who 'speaks' - your Prophet would be more appropriate to go with?"

She raised the corners of her lips, and the curved corners of her lips were extremely sharp, "I remember, you are not a prophet now, are you, little prince?"

A Nuo's lips twitched when he was agitated by these words with a gun and a stick in his mouth. He seemed to want to refute her to keep his self-esteem, which was always pitiful in front of her, but he couldn't find it. When he was speaking, he had to look away and said in a low voice, "The prophet, the prophet has been feeling unwell recently, so I will come to see you from now on... Don't mention this, drink it quickly, it is very precious of!"

Sera looked down, "How do I know, is there any poison in it?"

When A Nuo was stunned, his eyes suddenly became extremely hurt, and he looked at her wetly, like an innocent cub attracting pity.But Sera didn't take this at all, and just stared at his eyes indifferently, until A Nuo's face was slightly dizzy again, and he slightly turned his eyes away, and his voice was a little wet, and he sounded very low.

"If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have saved you...you know me, I am..."

"What are you?" Sera answered coldly, and asked back, "What do I know?"

A Nuo stared blankly at her, his fingers turned white, "I thought you knew... In our place, only, only shepherds with that kind of relationship can enter each other's houses... I came to you that day, you Didn't close the door, isn't it because of you, you..."

Sera couldn't help laughing when she heard this sentence, the extremely short laughter seemed to be a little pleased.She finally knew why the grandparent and grandson acted so strangely. It turned out that there were backward customs similar to the ancient times of human beings in this kind of place. Although she had noticed a hint of it before, she didn't expect that they really had such a plan.

She was almost amused by the shepherds, and she did, a smile that was both funny and cruel.

"That kind of relationship? You and me?" Sera looked at him, his eyes were as penetrating as if he could strip him naked. One sentence hit him hard——

"You don't even have glands, how can you let me go down?"

There is an important organ in all Omegas in the new human beings, called glands, which are receptors for receiving Alpha pheromones. Once A and O have some kind of intimate behavior, O is permanently marked and the glands absorb After receiving the A hormone, the secretion will also change in nature. It carries the identification substance of the A hormone, which makes O remember and recognize the pheromone of the marker, and at the same time emit the smell of the marker and only heat the marker——Jane In short, the gland is an important organ essential for the leader of the new human to form a mate. Omega has no glands, so for Alphas, there is a permanent possibility of their spouse cheating.

Sera Aldrich is the most powerful Alpha warrior in the empire. Even if she maintains absolute abstinence, this principle and bottom line taught by birth will never change.

Although the herdsman in front of him looks very similar to those beautiful Omegas, he has no glands, no smell of pheromones, no estrus, and can't be marked-all of these are very important to a man who must be in a superior position. As far as Alpha is concerned, it is equivalent to "infertility".

She's not one of those unscrupulous Alphas, she never spends extra energy doing useless things.

Sera originally thought that last night's rude words were enough to be a warning, but she didn't expect that the other party still had such ridiculous thoughts, so of course she would not show any mercy, so she asked directly, "Can you have children? What, Sarn?"

"Perhaps you don't know us well—I'm not a weak shepherd by comparison." She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "I'm best at attacking—all things."

To her surprise, A Nuo didn't show too much shock, he just put the wooden tube containing the dew of the holy tree on the table forbearance, and then raised his head, his green eyes were firm and clear, and the Have the courage to speak up.

"It's okay... I can do it."

"..." Sera suspected that she had heard wrong.She turned her head, carefully looked at the other party again, to confirm that she did not misidentify his gender, and repeated his words, "You...can do it?"

A Nuo lowered his head shyly under her staring gaze, glanced at the wooden tube, and Nuo Nuo said, "You, you drink quickly..."

Sera saw that if he didn't answer the question directly, it would be counterproductive to press the question further, so she didn't say anything, picked up the wooden barrel and sniffed it gently, and smelled a very fresh smell like grass, trees and mud, like rain After the earth, the smell is thicker and thicker.She frowned, and didn't drink it immediately, but looked at Arnold, "Is this the liquid produced by Nuai Mara?"

Arnold pursed his lips and said nothing.Sera's eyes were slightly cold, as if he was about to put down the wooden barrel, Arnold immediately blurted out anxiously, "This, this is mine--my--"

Sera raised her eyebrows slightly, "Your...?"

"We're all descended from Nuemara, and this one you're drinking really isn't poisonous...it's just not very tasty, because it comes from my body—"

"...my blood."

Sela Weiton.She glanced at A Nuo's fair and translucent skin, then at the light green liquid in the wooden tube, and was silent for a while.

"What will happen if you drink it?"

A Nuo blinked innocently, and asked in a daze, "What is it...it's just dew..."

She felt that there should be a huge racial difference in the communication between the two people, at least she would not call her condensed blood a well-defined thing like "dew".Or is it that this group of people who believe in Nuemara regards everything in their bodies as gifts from that tree, and blood and flesh are also part of it?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that what he said is not unreasonable.But drinking the shepherd's blood...

"I refuse," she said, with no expression on her face.

"Why?" A Nuo was in a hurry, "If you don't drink, you won't be able to hear Nuai Mara's words!"

Sera replied lightly, "I have you, don't I?"

A few words instantly silenced Arnold.After all, he was an inexperienced little shepherd, he couldn't comprehend the dangerous intentions behind this seemingly intimate and trusting words, he was completely conquered by her, his face flushed immediately, he lowered his head, and he no longer forced her to drink this viscous drink. Liquid, Nuo Nuo said, "Okay, okay... then let's go... But remember to be respectful, Nuemara can sense all devout and malicious prayers—"

Serra followed him out the door, smiling slightly. "Respect?—Of course. I've always respected life."

A long time after they walked out of the tree house, a soldier wearing the uniform of the Black Scorpion Fleet opened the door expressionlessly, went straight to the wooden cylinder standing on the table with great purpose, and carefully put it into the liquid storage device that came with it. Then he disappeared behind the door as silently as when he came.

The author has something to say: White Lotus Herbal Essence to the Great Demon King [shy]: Actually, I can have children, as many as I want...

Great Demon King [with no expression on his face]: ... If you don't live, get out.

[Bad taste from the author]