Chapter 72: Eating Evileye in Front of Lakyus (1) (Patreon)

Many things happened when time stopped, but to Lakyus, who was unaware of it, everything seemed to happen in an instant.

One second earlier, everything had been going well. Lucifer had nearly won, driving his blade into Jaldabaoth’s chest, causing the demon to scream for his master’s help. Then, in the next split second, fog enveloped the entire world, obscuring her vision.

Even Jaldabaoth and Lucifer began to fade from sight, their forms barely discernible through the thick mist, illuminated only by Lucifer's massive blue aura.

'What's going on?'

A nagging sense of unease gripped her heart, as if something terrible was about to unfold.

Soon, that sensation turned out to be true as an enormous shadow suddenly appeared out of the foggy sky, followed by an imposing, clear voice that shook the world like thunder.

“[Disperse].”

With that single word, Lucifer's immense magical power dissipated before her eyes, turning into glittering particles that vanished alongside the fog.

“[Kneel].”

The next command hit Lakyus like a boulder. Already panting and on her knees, she felt an unbearable weight crush her shoulders, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t rise.

But she wasn't the only one who suffered; Lucifer, too, was affected.

He roared defiantly.

“Noooo!”

Yet, even he couldn’t resist, and his knees slammed to the ground under the oppressive power of that voice.

For the first time, Lakyus truly understood what Evileye had meant. She now knew how one word could immobilize Evileye and kill Gagaran.

Her heart was filled with horror as she realized the identity of their foe.

'Dragon Demon God, Aurelius Nova Lucifer...'

She strained to lift her head and saw him—Aurelius—an impossibly handsome man descending slowly from the sky, landing gracefully next to Jaldabaoth.

Lucifer, on the other hand, lay on the ground, bleeding, panting, and trembling as he kneeled. His defiant gaze fixed on the white-haired figure. His entire body shook, whether in pain or fury, it was hard to tell.

Seeing Lucifer like that tore at Lakyus’s heart. It was as though a hot blade had sliced through her chest. She wanted to rush to his aid, but she couldn’t even stand, let alone help.

'Lucifer!'

Lakyus wanted to scream, but under the crushing pressure, she couldn’t even part her lips. All she could do was glare angrily and silently at Aurelius.

As if sensing her defiance, Aurelius’s gaze shifted to her, a smile playing on his lips. The sight made her blood freeze. Luckily, his eyes lingered on her only for a fleeting moment before returning to Lucifer. The overwhelming relief nearly caused her to faint.

“King of Knights, Lucifer,” Aurelius said with a casual smirk. “It’s been a while. I see you’ve disrespected one of my subordinates.”

“Aurelius Nova Lucifer...” Lucifer struggled to mutter, sweat pouring down his face as his trembling eyes locked onto the white-haired man.

“A-Aurelius-sama!!”

Jaldabaoth coughed up blood, his entire body trembling.

“You ran off without my permission, just to satisfy your sadistic whims. But you’re still my subordinate. I’ll deal with you later. Now, leave.”

“F-forgive me, Aurelius-sama. I will accept any punishment you give me.”

Pretending to tremble, Alpha, disguised as Jaldabaoth, apologized before disappearing from the space of [Deception of Nature and Society].

“Now that it’s just us.” Aurelius turned back to Lucifer, his tone darkening. “Let’s see how I should punish you ants for daring to kill my subordinate.”

He rubbed his chin, pretending to be in deep thought. Then his eyes flickered toward Lakyus again, and a cruel idea seemed to spark in his mind. His smile widened.

“Knight Lucifer,” he sneered, “you seem to have a soft spot for this woman, don’t you? Hehe.”

He chuckled darkly, his attention shifting fully to Lakyus.

“Weren’t you the one who supported Lucifer in his little fight to defeat Jaldabaoth? An ant with courage—how amusing! I think I’ll start with you. A small punishment, before I use you to torment him.”

Aurelius paused, then snapped his fingers, as if sensing something far off in the distance. Out of thin air, a figure materialized. Lakyus’s heart sank as she recognized her instantly.

'Evileye.'

Evileye, who had appeared helplessly before him, looked overwhelmed with shock.

“You bastard! What are you planning to do to her?” Lucifer screamed, his voice trembling with rage.

But Aurelius simply shrugged with nonchalance.

“I haven’t done anything yet. But I will… soon enough.”

Then, ignoring Lucifer’s roaring protests, Aurelius turned back to Evileye, his tone growing even icier.

“Keno Fasris Invern… I gave you a chance. I warned you about Jaldabaoth. I even gave you a potion to revive your precious teammate. And yet, instead of protecting your people, you came to harm down my subordinate? How bold of you.”

Although Aurelius was smiling, the cold malice in his voice and gaze was undeniable.

"Didn't you women of Blue Rose cherish one another? Now I will teach a lesson to you in front of your loved ones and then torture your loved ones in front of you. Now, accept your fate, Keno."

Seemingly pleased with his own idea, Aurelius wasted no time in wrapping his arm around Evileye's slender waist and pulling her into an embrace.

Her body was undead, but she exuded a female scent in all directions, and he took pleasure in smelling her fragrant scent.

"Smells good too."

"Don't! Let me go!"

Evileye, who was allowed to speak, screamed.

Upon hearing this, Lakyus chewed her lips and tasted an iron-like liquid in her mouth.

'Why?! Why my body won't listen?'

Lakyus tried to scream, tried to fight back. But unlike Lucifer, who still managed to resist Aurelius’s control enough to shout, she was completely immobilized, forced to watch the horror unfold in front of her, powerless and mute.

“You bastard! Let go of me!” Evileye roared, struggling violently against the force holding her.

“Don’t be so angry.”

“Muh… Heh, heh! Don’t touch me!” As Aurelius pressed his nose into the nape of her neck, Evileye—Keno—gasped. His breath came out hot against her pale skin, and then, without hesitation, he thrust his hand between her legs.

His rough touch was met with the sensation of something soft and bare.

Aurelius realized it immediately—Keno wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Keno, it seems you’re not wearing panties,” he teased, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

“I—you… bastard!” Keno’s voice trembled as she frantically thrashed her arms, desperately trying to escape his grip. 

Alas, it was futile resistance, like a paralyzed prey trying to flee from a predator. A sad, pitiful struggle for survival.

Aurelius ran his hand down her slender leg, enjoying the feel of her smooth, unblemished skin beneath his fingers. Her resistance only seemed to amuse him more, the corner of his mouth curling up in satisfaction. His touch was almost deceptively gentle, as if caressing a lover.

“Don’t… stroke me!”

“If you keep resisting,” Aurelius said with a cold laugh, “I’ll have fun with your companion over there.”

“No!”

Keno screamed and stared up at Aurelius, tears brimming in her eyes as his hand moved towards her mask. Slowly, deliberately, he peeled it away, revealing the face she kept hidden.

Her eyes—bloody red, lighter than Aurelius’s but still hauntingly similar—stared back at him. She was a beautiful girl; her features were striking and delicate, framed by her pale, deathly skin.

Tears shimmered in her eyes, and her chest heaved as she struggled not to break down.

Desperation overtook her as she glanced at Lakyus, then at Aurelius.

“Will you release them… if I give you my virginity?”

Aurelius paused for a moment. Then, with a smile that made her blood run cold, he stroked her hair. “How could that be? She will also become my plaything, just like you."

“Heh… heuh… Don’t... don’t touch me...”

tsk tsk.

Aurelius leaned in, pressing his lips against the nape of her neck as his free hand began to strip away her robe, unclasping her cloak piece by piece.

Her small, fragile body was barely exposed beneath her tattered garments. Though beautiful, Keno's figure was too youthful due to being an immortal vampire, which caused her body to stop developing at the age of twelve.

Among all the women Aurelius had sex with, her body was the most petite. Her breasts were underdeveloped, and her frame was too delicate. Even his usual sadism was tempered by her youthful innocence.

“Kyaaaaah!! Lakyus, close your eyes!”

Keno wailed, covering her bare breasts and crotch with trembling hands. But Lakyus’s eyes, burning with helpless rage, were locked onto Keno’s naked body.

The weight of humiliation and powerlessness gnawed at her, but no matter how fiercely she wanted to protect Evileye, she remained paralyzed—forced to endure the cruel spectacle unfolding before her.

"Madman. Let her go."

On the other hand, Lucifer, his eyes ablaze with fury, glared at Aurelius, as if trying to kill him with his gaze alone. But Aurelius remained unbothered, continuing his twisted play.

While his fingers forcibly teased Keno's smooth, hairless cunt, his other hand fondled her budding breasts.

“Hah! Ah! No! That’s—haa! No, stop! It’s... it’s getting weird! Haa! Aang! No!”

—Pss-sssh!

Not long later, Keno's body convulsed as she sprayed her juices onto the floor, shaking with the force of her climax. Her eyes, now glazed and unfocused, showed a mixture of shame and pleasure. The pink folds of her once-pale, untouched pussy were now soaked in her juices, as if she had just taken a shower.

Each rough thrust of Aurelius’s fingers elicited louder moans from her, growing in intensity as the sensation overwhelmed her.

"Ah! Ah! H-Hit! Ah!"