Chapter 368
Chapter 368: Innocence (Part 2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Was there an earthquake? Irene was still angry in her room when the entire alchemical boat started shaking. The force from Sika’s cudgel was too powerful. If the target was not Nailisi, any other human would not be able to withstand it.
Jola quickly rushed up the stairs to the second floor. He saw Nailisi’s gloomy face as she rubbed her arm. She had blocked Sika’s attack with her hand and the bones in both her arms were so pain that it felt like they had broken.
What could not be messed with in the demon dimension? It was a horned up male supreme demon. Once a male supreme demon had a target, it would courageously battle and kill any enemy.
“Where is Saleen? What happened?”
“This isn’t your problem, go back to your room.” Nailisi gave a cold look from her green eyes. It was too embarrassing to have been kicked out of the room by Sika.
Jola hesitated, not touching his long sword. He had no idea the relationship between Sika and Saleen. He knew that anyone that was brought on this ship by Saleen, whether they had a contract with him or not, was someone he trusted a lot though.
Saleen was a grade-5 mage and if his life was really in danger, it would not be possible that he would not cry for help. Jola turned to go down the stairs. He did not want to return to his room. Aini was in the room and the death mage made him depressed.
This entire ship was filled with weird people, Jola returned to the first floor. He wanted to go to the front of the ship but he remembered Banchajanna was there. He was someone that should not be offended either.
Saleen panicked upon seeing Sika throwing Nailisi out of the room. He retreated two steps and leaned against the wall, asking, “Sika, what do you want?”
Until now, he had not understood what was happening. He only knew subconsciously that Sika would not hurt him. After asking this amusing question, he saw Sika’s innocent eyes.
“Saleen, I like you.” Sika rubbed her hands and walked towards Saleen.
“Yes, I know.” Saleen felt dizzy, this was an effect that usually only happened when he overused his magic chords.
“I wanted to say, the last time you peeped at me showering, you should have taken responsibility for it. I do not want such a lousy excuse. Saleen, I like you. I cannot let Lex get to you first.”
“Wait!”
“Wait what, you will live long enough, but I might not.” Sika did not allow Saleen to rebut. She removed the button on her belt with one hand and the magic amor she was wearing fell off easily, exposing her healthy figure.
Saleen finally understood what Sika wanted, as a mage he should be able to resist it yet he was curious too. Since becoming an adult he had wanted to try it out, whether it was the same as the books said it was or not. He had not expected it to be with Sika however.
It was not that Saleen did not like Sika, he felt that he owed her too much. He was not sure what to do in the future. When it came to something like this, none of his magic knowledge mattered.
Saleen was panicking, especially once Sika had unveiled her magic armor. He had no idea what to do. The wall was behind him and where could he run too? He could not escape now, Sika walked over and used her hand to touch his face. After that, he felt his collar tightening as his body felt like it had been thrown by a giant dragon. He could not defend against the enormous power as he fled to the bed.
“Saleen…” Sika’s face turned red, not because she was embarrassed but because the power of the red arrow kiss coursed through her blood.
“What?” Saleen was unusually nervous, he did not know if he should resist.
As a mage, this had to be considered from two perspectives. The first was whether he should do it with Sika. What would the consequences be and would he fall deep into it? Secondly, it was whether he had the power to resist. He was a grade-5 mage, the room was small, and Sika was even more powerful than a magic beast.
“You should take more initiative.” Sika stepped forward to the bed and knelt before him. Her figure was soft and silent, even more graceful than a magic antelope.
Saleen felt as if something within him was ignited. It was almost as if magic powder had met with flames, and exploded within his heart.
Raphael said that not everything in books was correct. This thought had always been at the back of Saleen’s head and had become an unwavering theory. “Let me take more initiative then…”
At this thought, Saleen hesitated no longer. He threw five consecutive cleaning spells at Sika and one for himself. There was no place to shower on the ship.
Sika burst into laughter, grabbing Saleen by the belt of his magic robes and gave it a jerk. She had not expected that a magic knot was not something that she could open. The magic robes did not come off, instead the knot became even tighter.
“This thing!” Sika grabbed the robes with the dead knot in her hands and she gave it a loud rip. Just like a bow suddenly breaking Saleen’s magic robes were ripped apart by her.
“Sika, that was very valuable.” Saleen frowned. He had forgotten that Sika was a very thrifty person too.
Upon hearing Saleen’s words, Sika stopped using her force. She rode on Saleen’s body, patiently unbuttoning the buttons on his chest. Saleen was in a scramble too, taking apart Sika’s belt.
It was funny that both of them were in high-grade equipment. It was easier if they took off their own clothes. Within Saleen’s magic robes, there was another piece of magic equipment. There were miniature magic arrays on the buttons. There was some power added to Sika’s belt too and when Saleen touched it with his fingers, he felt a sharp pain. The five metal rings that were attached to Sika’s belt were incredibly tight and Saleen had no idea where to start from.
After going at it for a while, Saleen started sweating. He pushed away Sika’s hands and started unbuttoning his own buttons. Sika only understood then as she took out the belt below. Her entire body seemed to have emerged from a cocoon as she got out of her clothes.
Saleen felt the piercing white in front of his eyes and the familiar dark red.
“Sika…” Saleen had a gruff aura to him.
“You liked to see this the previous time, I will let you see it now.” Sika embraced Saleen as she used her legs to kick aside his outerwear. Saleen was still wearing his demon equipment, this time he took the initiative to take it off himself. Sika had already pinned him down, she buried his face in her chest. Saleen subconsciously opened his mouth to bite down.
“Such focus…”
Saleen felt his focus vibrating, almost as if he was in danger. “As a mage…” He quickly threw that thought aside. Grabbing Sika by the waist, he flipped them over.
“Yes…” Sika gave a satisfied moan, it was indeed incredible.
Saleen started salivating, he felt something was wrong as he quickly released his grip and sat up. Seeing Sika’s eyes looking at him in confusion, she was not angry.
“Saleen, what’s wrong.”
“Did I hurt you?” Saleen thought he did something wrong.
“I heard the first time would be painful.”
“Ah?” Saleen did not know what to reply.
Sika already parted her legs and gripped his waist and said, “The elders said just be quick.”
“Oh…”
Saleen understood what Sika was trying to say, what experience did she have? She grabbed downwards and held onto Saleen’s hardness, pushing it into her body.
The steps were right but Saleen felt an incredible pain. Who said it would hurt only for the female?
Nailisi that had been listening from outside shuddered too, a painful feeling rose from deep within her soul. What was master doing? Was it not supposed to be something pleasurable?
Sika stopped too, a dim glow emanated from the necklace on her neck and soothed the pain of both of them.
Saleen could not care less about his embarrassment as he stood up and released a Chunlin spell at the point the two of them were joined.
“Its bleeding!” Saleen was a little dazed, his heart beating hard.
Irene was no longer angry after resting a while. She knew the possibility of Sika marrying Saleen was too small and she had no reason to be jealous of a Cascausus woman. From Saleen’s action, he was well mannered and must be from a decent background. There was still a lot of time on the ship and Saleen would be attracted by her sooner or later.
Irene believed that only if one’s backgrounds are similar would admiration be formed. Just as she was consoling herself, she heard a huge sound from outside as Nailisi chased Jola away.
“A fight?” Irene was curious, placing her ear against the wall, she adjusted her breathing and started to listen sneakily.
‘Saleen, slower.”
It was Sika’s voice.
“Okay, don’t move about.”
That was Saleen’s voice.
Irene’s mood that had just turned better immediately became sour. Jealousy rushed through her and tears almost dashed out of her eyes. Was she not only less pretty than Sika? Saleen that fellow, judging one by appearance. She wanted to listen further when Saleen said, “Wait a minute.”
After that, all sounds had been blocked off. Evidently, Saleen had released some magic to stop any sound from exiting the room.
“What’s the big deal? I have more than one-hundred swordsmen chasing after me in my family. That damn mage…”
Irene took out her short sword and plunged it into her pillow.
Irene was dejected, Sika was happy. Even though she did not have any experience the first time and the start was disastrous, the medical properties of the red arrow kiss left her enjoying the second half. She laid wide-spread on the bed as her pristine white legs pressed against Saleen’s stomach.
Saleen felt like his body was about to disintegrate, this intense physical and mental stimulation was something he had never experienced before. He had it tough mainly because Sika was too strong physically, even if he had the body of a swordmaster he would have found it difficult.
“Saleen, why aren’t you speaking?” Sika looked at the ceiling, feeling rejuvenated.
“When we return, let’s get married.” Saleen replied breathlessly. He remembered from a poem that at a moment like this, that was the perfect reply.
“That won’t do. Do you want the thousands of people that I brought with me to run away?” Sika was a little happy hearing Saleen’s words, but had to still say what was on her mind.
“What does that mean?” Saleen regained his composure, he had heard that a Cascausus priest could not get married.
“I am a priestess. Even though I am a combat priestess, they are the same. A Cascausus priest needs to give everything to the village.” Saleen kicked the air aimlessly.
Saleen sat up anxiously, leaning his head against the bed, he stared at Sika and asked, “What about us?”
Sika extended her hand and pressed Saleen back down, letting him lie properly. She said, “What are you scared of, the elders wouldn’t care about our thing. The only problem is if I were to raise a kid, I need to nurture them into the new Cascausus priest or priestess. They could not learn magic with you.”