I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

Chapter 97

97 – Happiness (2)

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It is clear that the reason I missed my sister Sylvia was because of her love for her, but in fact, there were several other reasons.

Looking at the large tree rising from the middle of the lake outside the cabin, I remembered the reason.

The scary truth that the woman in green told me.

I had to tell older sister Sylvia that the Demon King was still alive.

Judging from the conversations I had with her every evening before we parted ways, it was clear that Sylvia did not know that her demon lord was alive.

As it was a day when she lost many of her colleagues, not many stories about the subjugation of the Demon King came out of her mouth, but through the related stories that flowed from time to time, we could get a glimpse of her perception that the Demon King had already been subdued. .

Did the Demon King pretend to be dead, or did he secretly escape using space movement magic, or did he leave behind a double and disappear?

I don’t know how he escaped from Sister Sylvia’s eyes and sword and survived, but one day the green woman said that this forest suddenly filled with demonic energy was proof that the demon king was gradually recovering his strength.

In other words, I have to tell her that she must subdue her demon lord once again.

Of course, it was true that I was scared.

The opponent was the devil who drove many heroes to death.

Even though I was the only spirit magician who appeared in this era, I had no power, and no matter how injured and weakened the Demon King was, he was still the Demon King, so it would not be unreasonable for me to be afraid.

But perhaps because the green woman knew this, she never told me to defeat the demon lord.

The role I have to play is simply Sylvia.

In other words, its only role is to lead the hero to the devil.

Of course, I told him that I would understand if I ran away as much as I wanted if I was scared and in pain, but I didn’t want to run away, even if I hesitated.

As a result of running away from my parents, I lost my younger sister.

I have already learned through shedding bloody tears that running away does not guarantee a peaceful future.

Besides, isn’t sister Sylvia by my side?

She was my courage.

And, she was also confident that she would also want to complete her revenge on Sister Maria.

However,

Why am I so anxious?

Why doesn’t my mouth drop like this?

Why do I keep feeling like she might reject me?

Every time I missed her timing to tell her about her demon lord and let her go, her mouth twitching stupidly.

I was confused because I couldn’t understand why she was so hesitant to tell me about her demon lord.

Maybe it’s because she’s not wearing her clothes that my attention keeps wandering?

Or, am I being scared without even realizing it?

Are you afraid that you will die at the hands of the devil?

I shook my head and shook off the questions that came to mind.

Pain was scary, and just hearing the name Demon King made my whole body freeze, but that didn’t mean I was afraid of death anymore.

A carriage accident that already feels like a long time ago.

At that time, it was as if I had already left my life by Lila’s side.

It was like leaving my life behind with the countless spirits who threw themselves away without me even knowing it in order to send me to Sylvia.

When I buried the bodies of the five men who died in my hands, I promised myself that if the day came that I would use these lives for value, I would never regret their lives and be willing to throw them away.

Dying was natural to me.

I thought that I had accumulated too much karma to be alive.

That’s probably why I’m not afraid of dying,

For some reason, she couldn’t speak to her.

Speaking now, I kept thinking that she would refuse to subdue her demon lord.

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“Ash.”

“Oh, yes?”

“What are you looking at so intently?”

Sister Sylvia, who was spreading out her deer skin and scraping off the flesh and fat from the skin with a dagger, raised her head and spoke to me.

I guess I was looking too closely.

I hurriedly lowered my face and said.

“Ah, that… Leather.”

“Leather? “Is this deer skin?”

“Well, it’s not good to dry it with fire, right? “I thought the leather was a bit of a waste.”

Even though it was brought up momentarily, it was a pretty good excuse.

She was drying the skin from which all the fat had been scraped off by the fire. It was common knowledge that when drying and cooling the skin of an animal, it is better to let it dry naturally rather than using heat.

The leather dried with heat becomes hard and cracks, which was a fatal disadvantage when used as clothing, but it was also an unavoidable choice because she could not leave her older sister Sylvia naked for a long time without any clothes to wear.

She planned to cover only the torso with this leather and make proper leather clothes later through more hunting.

“You know it can’t be helped.”

“Still, it’s a waste.”

“Hmm, you know… Is it really because of that?”

“Yes?”

Sister Sylvia smiled mischievously and slowly began to spread her knees apart.

I quickly looked away, but even my ears were already bright red.

Sister Sylvia coquettishly slipped her arm between her legs, covering her important part, and spoke in a sticky voice.

“Isn’t it because of other reasons?”

“Ah… Well, it’s not like that at all,”

“Pervert.”

“No, I told you to wear my clothes… How can you not see me when I’m naked?”

“That’s why I don’t like it.”

“Yes?”

Sister Sylvia slowly put her dagger down on her skin and walked towards me.

She sat down behind me, who was trying to avoid my gaze, wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged my back, buried her nose in the crook of my neck, and whispered slowly.

“If Ash is naked… I don’t have the confidence to endure it as much as Ash right now.”

“… Sister Sylvia.”

Her bold exposure and physical contact.

And her passionate affection that touches me with her whole body.

Even though I thought my life was as good as nothing, my heart was filled with great happiness that I had never felt before.

A woman who loves me.

I never knew before how happy it was to know that someone truly loved me.

It felt like electricity was running through my entire body, converging near the solar plexus under my chest and making my heart beat wildly.

My whole body tingled as if static electricity had risen.

I felt like my brain was filled with pink fog.

At that moment, I realized why I had hesitated to tell the truth.

What I feared about her was not that she would die, but that she would no longer be with her.

Her death The fact that I had to leave her behind was more frightening than her itself.

I’ve already done this once, but it seemed even more so because I heard directly from her what she was like after I disappeared.

My guilt was too great to ask her again to accept my death.

And, it was clear that she, too, would not carelessly set foot on a journey that might kill me.

As I was contemplating with my mouth closed, Ms. Sylvia blew air into my ear and she slowly called my name.

“Ash.”

“Yes.”

“I’m tempting you.”

Sister Sylvia whispered in my ear.

I said, gently holding her hand around my stomach.

“I know.”

“Why do you stay still when you know?”

“Please wait until night. “Because we have a lot of work to do.”

“I had a really hard time last night, can you do it now?”

“What did you do last night that’s so hard?”

“…”

She closed her mouth.

Her playful breathing, which was close to my ear, seemed to stop for a moment.

When I turned her head in confusion, she suddenly bit the nape of my neck.

When I was startled and flinched, she slowly licked the marks she left with her teeth with her tongue and spoke.

“Ash, I was helping her kneel…Her legs are numb.”

“Huh,”

“Is it real? She was sleeping soundly and couldn’t move thanks to Ash. As a result, she sweated a lot and when she went to wash in the morning, she lost her clothes as well…”

“I had her knee pillow?”

I don’t remember anything like that.

“I felt sorry for Ash sleeping without a pillow, so I did it for him.”

“Oh, if you did it while you were sleeping, how would I know?”

“Why are you angry?”

“Because it’s a waste.”

“What?”

I grunted playfully.

“It’s a shame that I got a pillow for my sister Sylvia and she doesn’t even remember.”

“Good response,”

Sister Sylvia hummed with satisfaction and slowly let go of my body that she was embracing.

She then slowly sat down on the floor with her legs spread out and patted her own thighs.

“So, do you want to do it now? “Knee pillow”

“Ah, um…”

“Why?”

“Well, if you lie down on Sylvia’s thighs now, you will see…”

You can see her big breasts.

I didn’t continue what she was saying, but when she realized what I was thinking, she burst out laughing and soon began to slowly massage her breasts with both hands with a mischievous smile on her face.

Her lips parted in a seductive manner and her lovely, sultry voice flowed out.

“So? “Isn’t it better?”

“…It’s good….”

She quietly tapped her thigh again.

I lay down with my head on her thigh, like I was possessed.

“How are you?”

“It’s hard.”

“…”

“These are nice, well-trained thighs.”

She gently grabbed my nose and shook it.

She probably had a pouty expression on her face, but unfortunately that face was hidden by her breasts.

Seeing the sight so provocative, I turned my head towards her stomach.