Chapter 456: The Deal

Chapter 456: The Deal

“M-my Queen?” Carl uttered nervously. The eunuch dared not question the person on whose arbitrary whims his life depended. And yet he hoped to find out exactly what the slimy, horrific, blood-sucking, birthed out of a corrupted girl’s vagina slug was that approached him.

“You broke one agreement,” Queen Merillia reminded, “It is time to make another. Come now, all three of you.”

After tossing Beatrice aside, Merillia’s other arm was free to unleash new translucent, ethereal tentacles from beneath her sleeve. Two, to be exact. Those tentacles quickly approached the barely conscious Liam and Jeremy, wrapped around their necks, and lifted the two men’s heads up by the necks so that Merillia could see their bloody faces properly. The tips of those translucent tentacles then split and went up the nostrils of the two men.

“GhhhHHH!!” both Liam’s and Jeremy’s eyes snapped wide open.

Neither of them outright screamed in pain, but whatever went on up their nostrils was visibly uncomfortable.

“Wonderful!” Merillia smiled at her new pets. “All three of you lost adequate amounts of blood and dulled your senses for your final task. A deal that you will not be breaking.”

“O-of course not!” Carl responded on instinct. “I just... Feel unworthy of such kindness and generosity from the Queen herself.”

“Fufufu, think nothing of it! It’s not even my generosity. Beelzebub is the one that agreed to make your dreams come true. Dig in.”

Jeremy stared at the “slug” before him with an expression of a broken man.

Liam looked behind them at the bloody remains of Chris. He could not help but also look at Chris’ killer. The small catboy in a bloodied suit stood straight as an arrow and watched the trio dispassionately. Another glance at the pile of liquid and meat that was their friend just minutes before. Liam took a deep breath, turned back toward the slug, and “dug in”.

Before his mind could stop him, before what little sense he had left could kick in, Liam sunk his hands into the slimy, jelly-like thing before him, ripped whole chunks out of it, and stuffed his mouth with the stuff, swallowing as fast as he could.

Carl and Jeremy followed suit. None of the three men even tried to chew. They swallowed as fast as they could, making room for more “slug”. The consistency allowed for it. And they abused it to the fullest.

“My, such youthful spirit,” Merillia chuckled as she watched the three men. “Make sure not to leave even a single drop.”