Chapter 556: Memories Are In Flames

I inhale deeply with my face in Lucys b.r.e.a.s.t.s, breathing in her overflowing scent.

Hey, dont sniff so much. I just came back and I havent bathed yet.

Of course, she doesnt smell bad.

Even if she did, it would be nice in its own way.

I tighten my embrace and push my nose deeper into Lucys cleavage for another breath.

The nostalgic scent calms my heart, and l.u.s.t begins to show itself between my feelings of deep emotion and joy.

Thats enough.

Sensing my intentions from my breathing and movements, Lucy grabs me from under the armpit and rotates me.

Gueh!

As I try to pick myself up from being tossed to the ground, a finger presses the tip of my nose.

Sit!

I reflexively put my knees together and sit politely.

Hand.

Wao.

I rest my right hand on the palm presented before me.

Alright alright, good boy.

Happiness wells up within me as she pats me and I lay on my back, exposing my belly.

Aegir-sama! Please stop acting like a dog!

Celia brings me back to my senses.

That was close. I almost unconsciously started to walk on all fours.

I just moved with the flow, but seeing me being treated like a dog must have been a big shock to Celia.

Lucy tilts her head and looks blankly at Celia.

Its like she only just realized her existence.

Is that kid a gift? Its a girl, but Ill accept since shes cute.

She smiles at me and reaches a hand at Celia while keeping her expression the same.

Celia feels an instinctual fear and jumps backward, avoiding Lucys hand.

She proceeds to do three handsprings and lifts her head

Eeek!?

Lucy is standing in front of Celia.

Lucy didnt chase after her.

She walked at the same time Celia jumped and waited for the flips to be done.

Lucy didnt appear like she was in any particular hurry either.

The gap between their abilities is far too great.

Up we go.

Guh! Let me go! Aau!

Lucy picks up Celia.

No matter how desperately Celia tries to resist, she cant twist her arm or leg or a strand of hair an inch.

Lucy opens her mouth and sets her sights on Celias lovely neck.

Y-you wI cant move! Aegir-sama! Help, help me!

I swiftly hug Lucy from behind.

My hands extend under her armpits and grab her b.o.o.bs.

That girl is my cute Celia and precious daughter. Please dont eat her.

Ara, shes not a gift?

Lucy lets go without much reluctance and Celia falls to the ground with a plop.

FueeAegir-samaaa.

Considerably frightened, Celia clings to my waist, partially crying.

I cant help laughing at the odd three-way connection as I continue to fondle Lucys voluptuous b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Aah, what a lovely pair of b.r.e.a.s.t.s. I dont know if they should exist in this world

Their size goes without saying.

Ive never seen bigger ones except for Nonnas.

Their shape is exquisite and they dont sag, protruding from her chest parallel with the ground.

With that said, they are soft enough for my head to sink into them.

Aegir, before you touch my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, dont you have something to talk to me about?

Recognizing the seriousness in her kind tone, I reluctantly separated from her body.

Naturally, Celia is still attached to me.

What was it again? I thought of many things prior to meeting you, but because of a slight misunderstanding, all of it left my head.

Im not clever enough to improvise witty lines.

Its better to go for the straightforward approach here.

I retrieve the proof of my fulfilled promise from my bag, and display it proudly.

Ara, looks tasty.

Aegir-sama, that is an apple we picked earlier.

Argh, I fail at the most important time.

I give the apple to Lucy and take out the crown.

I kept my promise. Thats why I came back to see you.

I didnt examine it much due to the busy day of coronation, but the entire Goldonian crown is made of gold and it is studded with a tremendous amount of jewels.

Lucy puts a hand to her mouth in surprise.

Amazingwhere did you buy it? Wasnt it really expensive?

I unconsciously let go of the crown, though Celia saves it with a sliding catch.

She immediately notices that she is in front of Lucy, rests the crown on my head and once again hurries back to my waist.

Thats not it! This is the real deal! No shop sells a crown with such a giant jewel on it!

I thrust the biggest jewel in Lucys face.

I then realized that I yanked the jewel off the crown and used spit to stick it back on.

Itll need repairs later

This is the only way I can prove it.

I actually became king! If this crown isnt enough, then this armorno wait, I came in casual wear. Then this spear and swordno, theyre too heavy so I left them at home ask that villagern.o.bodys there, plus I doubt they would know the circ.u.mstances in the capital anyways.

Lucy remains silent and doubtful with a hand on her chin.

She clearly doesnt believe me.

If I knew this would happen, I would have worn a cape with the words Goldonian King written on it in big letters.

The more I insist, the more anxious and suspicious I seem.

If she doesnt believe me at this point, Ill be so shocked that I wont be able to stand up.

Its the truth.

I plead, hugging Lucys shoulder.

I wouldnt lie to you.

Suddenly, Lucy bursts out laughing.

Fufu, Im joking. I occasionally venture outsidethough I didnt leave here for 20 years. But I knew when I went out earlier. I also knew about the fact you became king.

So she knew, no she must have gone to investigate after hearing a rumor.

Lucy may have been waiting for my return then.

I honestly thought we would never meet again.

No way!

I interrupt and grab Lucys shoulder.

She cries out in pain and throws me, turning me on my head before dropping me to the ground.

I did say it, Come when you have become king and made this land yours. Ill be your wife of your loveror your mother.

Yes indeed. I remember it clearly.

Thats why I worked hard all those years.

And, Come if you sense death is near, if you are lonely, sick, and growing old. I will watch over your final moments.

I remember it.

Although I never imagined dying, thinking back, those words may have been what helped me not feel afraid in hopeless situations. Even if I were to be destroyed, I would return to Lucy in the end.

I never thought you would actually become king. The reason I set such an unreasonable goal was so you wouldnt come back casually on a whimand if you would meet your end without anybody to love, I would be the one to watch over you.

Is that so

I feel strength escaping my legs.

I dont have the urge to attack Lucy, but Erich and Agor wont be able to rest in peace like this.

And I cant recover if the goal I risked my life for disappears so suddenly.

Ill have no choice than to sit on a throne of vanity and down myself in booze and women.

Ill delegate the government to someone else and go from village to village kidnapping women, and using my authority to impregnate them, becoming a s.e.x-crazed king.

Thats no different fromnevermind.

I bite down on Celias neck and pretend to suck her blood.

But I heard of your lifestyle. As well as your recentrampage.

Lucy grins.

Is she teasing me again?

Just one joke and my heart rocks like a s.h.i.+p in a stormy sea.

As frustrated as I am, Im just happy that she is here, so my loss is decided no matter what is done.

Lucy clears her throat, intending to move on.

You climbed to the top from nothing. You put aside friends.h.i.+p and loyalty that humans value in order to fulfill an agreement with me, a non-human.

The atmosphere changed.

This doesnt sound like a joke.

Then are you ready? Are you prepared to be a part of my bubble of eternal life which is in no way compatible to humans?

Lucys eyes change color.

They go from a brilliant blue to a blazing red.

The air crackles.

Her pupils widen like that of a dead mans and encroach on me.

s.p.a.ce dissolves into a viscous fluid and coils around me.

Ahggh

Celia, who was hanging onto my waist, collapses sideways in the same posture, tenses up and wets her pants.

It is not easy to scare someone with just your eyes.

Those eyes of hers are truly out-of-this-world. They are not the eyes of a human.

Its probably more appropriate to call those eyes magic that humans cannot withstand.

I am also gradually becoming unable to move my limbs.

Lucy is emitting a fierce bloodl.u.s.t, and if I were to pa.s.s out, she would likely devour Celia and I.

I quietly close my eyes and reminisce about the warm memories of living with Lucy.

I am bathing in Lucys stare and murderous intent.

In other words, she is looking at me.

If I extend my hand out, she should be within my reach.

What a happy feeling.

I open my eyes again.

Her gaze and determination to kill hasnt changed.

I walk forward with a smile.

Every step I take, the pressure of her eyes increases, my limbs freeze, and my joy overflows.

Of course. I want to be close to Lucy, thats why I came here. Thats why Ive lived up to this point. Thats why I was born.

My life goal and steeled resolve is equivalent to the value of my life.

As long as I dont die instantly, I will not stop moving.

I embrace Lucy and steal her lips.

The pressure vanishes in a flash, and the sticky air reverts to its original colorless state.

Youre such an idiot. You could have just lived as you pleased after working your way up to become king. Now youve just shouldered an enormous burden.

Using the sarcastic remark as a breather, Lucy proceeds to press her lips on mine.

Naturally her tongue slides into my mouth and tangles with mine for a naughty kiss.

Its not a burden at all. Im a hundred times happier with Lucy.

My toddler-like way of speaking makes me blush.

I want to impress Lucy, but at the same time Im so used to her seeing my uncool side that I end up acting like a child.

Soyou will come with me? Of course Ill keep this house safe and sound. Im the king after all. Ill make a law that says anyone who messes with you will be executed along with their family, and the women will become my lovers.

Lucy giggles, then stares long and hard at the house.

Because of how long it was left vacant, dust has piled up inside. Cleaning has to be done first.

As I was thinking of where to start, Lucy mutters nonchalantly.

Lets burn it down.

Huh?

I unconsciously let out a hysteric sound.

I ask if I just misheard her or if she was referring to disposing the acc.u.mulated garbage inside.

The house, lets burn it down.

I didnt mishear her.

Lucy clearly said she wanted to burn the house.

The collection of memories of Lucy and Ino, that house was important to Lucy from the time we met.

This house has likely been protected by her for decades if not centuries.

Its important to me. Its a really important housea precious, precious and meaningful house. Perhaps even more so than my life.

If so, dont say that youre going to burn it! Its a precious house to me tootheres no reason to-

A finger is placed on my lips.

This house is the only thing I have left. This is supposed to be the place where my past, my memories, and this aimless self are supposed to end upno, I should say ended up.

Lucy takes a torch from Celia, who is still hunched over and gasping for air, lights it on fire andtosses it casually at the house like it was a piece of fruit.

Uuk!

My body steps forward automatically, but Lucy grabs me by the collar.

The flame of the torch instantly licks up the household belongings, spreads along the floor, and gradually climbs up the wall until it reaches the roof.

Its too late to stop it now. Our house is going to burn down.

Lucy pokes my miserable face and smiles.

She keeps her blue eyes red.

Its Aegirs fault.

Thats a bit extreme.

When I slump my shoulders dejectedly, she cackles.

She doesnt direct her gaze at the burning house.

This is the past. As someone without a future, it is a precious placebut now Im interested for the first time in hundreds of years to walk forward. You pushed me, thats why its your fault this happened.

The house has already turned into a giant pillar of flame.

n.o.body can tell what was originally there.

Lucy rummages through my bag, finding at the bottom the tatteredcloak, which she gave to me, stifles a laugh, and chucks it into the fire without hesitation.

The promise and the memories are no more. Let us walk together into the future.

The cloak which held up to so much punishment over the years is reduced to cinders and disappears in the conflagration. Whether it was because of the raging fire or Lucys will, I dont know.

I let Celia walk up to the fire to dry her pants and stare into empty s.p.a.ce as I reflect on all our past memories.

When Lucy teased me, I slipped a frog in the back of her s.h.i.+rt for revenge.

If I recall, I was hung on the edge of the eaves for an entire day.

I tried cooking in the kitchen, but ended up creating a mysterious substance.

Lucy said she didnt want it and I had to eat both portions. I got a stomach ache.

She woke me up and told me to get rid of an annoying mouse that ran under the floorboards.

Once I crawled through the dust and eventually eliminated the pest, she gave me a kiss which made me happy for the whole day.

The bed we made love in all day longI remember one time I tried to decorate the room with a flower, but she said it felt more like a funeral and sulked for a while.

All of those memories are now engulfed by the flames.

But I have no regrets. I dont have to.

Lucy is burning the house so she can leave the forest.

She is going to come with me. She is going to live with me.

Then how can the tears that flow from my eyes be anything other than tears of joy?

The woman I love is going to be by my side, what good is it to look back?

Im going to make Lucy happy from now on. That will make me happy too. Its that simple.

A flood of emotions rush through me as I embrace Lucys shoulder.

and one more thing. Ei!

Lucy mutters and plants a hot kissor rather, throws a powerful punch at my face.

I immediately put my guard up, but my body was still sent into the air and flew backwards 10 meters.

Her punch had enough strength to tear the head off an average man.

Guh, why? Hysteria?

Nonna once shattered a vase she cherished by mistake and she clutched onto me, crying.

Is this the same kind of thing?

I didnt want to ruin the mood so I let it go before, but that kiss earlier tasted and smelled unpleasant.

No way, I made sure my oral care was perfect!

Knowing that I would get a kiss and possibly get my d.i.c.k sucked, I swallowed ten whole lemons before coming.

When I tested my breath on my hand, all I could smell was the intense fragrance of citrus.

And frankly, it stinks.

I also thought the lemon scent was a bit muchbut thats not what I meant. Isnt that right, Brynhildr?

Lucy smirks and looks at a certain part of the forest.

It doesnt appear to be a friendly smile.

A bonfire in the middle of the forest is quite the nuisance. I guess youre done with the house where you lived with him?

Brynhildr emerges with a blatant display of scorn and hostility.

Accompanying her as usual is Siegfried, but this time he isnt in a position to protect her, he is far behind her.

Although he doesnt have an expression, it feels as if he is somewhat bewildered and looks as if he does a bow when he makes eye contact with Lucy.

I wonder why she doesnt seem very charming, even though she has such a cute appearance right, Aegir?

Lucy playfully bites my ear.

When I inevitably let out a pathetic groan of pleasure, Brynhildr pounces.