Weed ~The One’s Gardener~ - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Besides, he couldn’t understand why the flesh was so soft. Every time he licked it, the sweet taste that rolled on the tip of his tongue made him unconsciously touch his teeth.

“Uung…”

Hana was drowning.

As Weed looked up at her without stopping the act of licking her, there she was, turning her head away with her face dyed red. She was like a ripe fruit.

‘Ah, dear. Did I use my teeth? Is that why she said it hurts?’

His body did it unconsciously, so he couldn’t help it.

Weed was working hard on her round chest, which was riper than her face. Then, because there was a bump that touched his cheek, he bit it right away. It seemed that he liked the feel of it wrapping on his tongue, and after rolling it, he set his teeth on it.

“Uht, uung…”

Hana trembled. It was unknown whether it was a groan of pain or if it was because it was getting better.

Weed, who was focusing all his attention on her, could somehow understand.

Her moaning in his ears was not pitiful and somehow sweet. As he kissed her and her body was released from tension, Hana made such a noise, so he was thrilled. Although it was an act done with arbitrary hasty conclusions, it was definitely effective.

“We-Weed, it’s, it’s okay there…!”

Weed put his hand behind one of her knees, kissed her round knee and gradually raised his lips to her pelvis. Hana opened her mouth, blushing up to her ears. Her expression looked like she was screaming with his voice raised though the words that came out were nothing more than whispers.

“Okay? Didn’t you say that your whole body ached?”

“We, well, it’s okay. Now…”

“Hana. I don’t want you to suffer any more than this. What’s wrong with this Weed? How can you endure the pain of being torn?”

It would be all done with just the legs. No matter how familiar the pain in her leg was, no matter how easy it was to bear, didn’t that mean she was going to continue to put up with it?

“Hana, just trust me.”

“Aht, no… that… Hick!”

In particular, didn’t she say that she had a severe pelvic injury in the past? Then, he’d better pay more attention—her legs, thighs, and the protruding pelvic bones—in that order. Weed slipped his tongue, then Hana closed her eyes tightly.

“Uung. Aht…”

“Ha…”

Aside from the sweet sound that kept ringing in his ears, there was a scent of flowers that he had never smelled anywhere else.

Weed closed his eyes and followed the scent.

“Weed, wa, wait… Aht, ah!”

Again came no sound.

Nothing could be seen in his eyes. Long-aged fruit wine? A flower dripping with nectar because it couldn’t bloom in full bloom?

His head was dizzy at the feeling of all kinds of fragrant things, and thirst came again. The more he drank, the more thirsty he was, and the only thing that could quench this was the honey, which only came out little by little, making him impatient.

Oh, it came out better this way.

Weed continued the act of licking by concentrating on the parts. It felt like someone was holding his hair, but for some reason, that kind of pain was sweet.

He couldn’t stop.

The soft flesh on his tongue was moist, and the more he moved his tongue, the more his spine felt tingly. As he forcibly turned over and held on to what she was trying to hide or run away from, the small body in his grasp twitched.

And after a while…

“Hu, aahtt, huaaahhngg!”

Weed’s movements suddenly stopped.

He blinked. Trying to understand what the situation was, he rolled his dumbfounded head. At the same time, the trembling hands let go of his hair as the female body breathed heavily under him.

A groan similar to the scream he heard just now.

What was this? What kind of situation was this?

Weed raised his head and slowly raised his body. His lower body has been itching ever since. It boasted a unique presence because it was swollen heavily and was even in pain.

This was a big deal.

‘How dare I…’

He was greedy.

A long silence passed.

Even Weed did not know how much time had passed. Fortunately, Shin Hana couldn’t overcome the pain as soon as all the pain had gone away. He was glad he didn’t make eye contact with her. With what kind of face could he meet her golden eyes?

Weed saw her and tried to put his hand on his pants but then stopped.

What was he just trying to do? In front of her? How could he think of that? How dare he… how could this be?

Even if he lost his mind, he couldn’t do this!

Was he crazy?!

Jumping up from the bed and storming out the door, he came right back. He moved the exhausted Hana from the wet sheet to a dry place and pulled a soft blanket over her neck before leaving again at a quick pace.

It was an unexpected rain, but it was nice today.

Weed went around the sanctuary in that state to cool down his body.

8. Golden, God’s Wild

Void.

A bizarre phenomenon in which space was blown open and everything in its place was taken away. It was a disaster of this world, bringing both temporary and lasting damage.

It was unknown when and where the void would appear, so it couldn’t be prevented. Those created in the water or in the air caused less damage, but it became a big problem if they occurred in a place where even a small amount of people gathered.

The void that suddenly appeared swept away people and their livelihoods in an instant.

As they would be swallowed up and die, those who lived on the ground must have been terrified. People felt empty when they saw the empty space passing by.

Unable to overcome the emptiness that came rushing in, people committed suicide by throwing themselves off a cliff created by the void. In order not to be affected by the emptiness, the place where the void was once created should not be approached until the influence is halved over time.

There was another reason to stay away from that space. If they were affected by the empty space created by the void for a long time, they would suffer from divine disease.

Life dried up.

Youth dried up.

It was an incurable disease that could never be cured by any means like the time for living beings to live in this world was taken away.

Why was it called a sickness from the divine God?

This world was lacking, and because of that lack, there was a hole called the void.

It was called that because it was God’s will to live in this lacking world, which seemed to have been abandoned even by God.

Because of this prevailing belief, some people even called the tribes of the forest gods. They were the only ones unaffected by the void and the only ones not afflicted with the divine disease. The tribes of the forest also had times when they were so conceited.

For example, in their lair, Lár de Ligna Initia was the largest void on earth. Nevertheless, the tribes of the forest were born around the edge, and they did not have the divine disease.

Could it be that only the tribes of the forest are qualified to live in this world?

The tribes of the forest were once mistaken like that.

The edge of the void, a place where the main body of the tribes of the forest sprout and grow. By the time they noticed the abnormality in their own sacred space, where no one on earth could step foot except them, it was already beyond their control.

The wisest being on earth was foolish in that respect. The tribes of the forest were also not free from divine disease. However, there was only one person who had taken all the influence.

It was only after their guardian, the Golden World Tree, dried up that they realized it belatedly.

That was why the priests of the foolish World Tree had no choice but to rejoice and be grateful for this incident. Although the ground in Lár de Ligna Initia was shaking, and it rained all day, they couldn’t help but rejoice without paying attention to it.

However, even if they were informed of this, their world tree was nothing but flat.

“Therefore… Weed, look at this. Do you see what this is?”

The priest held out a leaf to him. It was a round, smooth, shiny golden leaf.

Weed glanced at him and answered roughly.

“It is my leaf.”

The priest nodded unconsciously, then shook his head hurriedly.

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