Demon King's Mentor

Thinking about the conversation just now, Estero lightly pinched the armrest of the seat, and the wooden chair suddenly shattered into pieces amid the roar.He was taken aback, stood up abruptly, looked at his fingers, he didn't understand why he cast an attack spell even though he hadn't used any magic just now.

Mrs. Eluchil, who heard the voice, pushed open the door and asked him what was wrong. Eastero sighed softly: "It's nothing."

Mrs. Elihir walked into the room, looked at the splintered wood on the floor and asked, "What's wrong with the chair?"

Estero lowered his eyes: "I just fell asleep on the chair and had a nightmare."

"Dreams are false, there is nothing to be afraid of," Mrs. Eluhill looked at him, "I have never been afraid of nightmares. You have been disturbed by nightmares since you were very young. Now You should be stronger and stop trusting your own imagination."

"Go back and rest, mother, it's late now." Estero didn't want to listen to her preaching, and motioned her to leave.

"Tell me, what dream did you have?" Mrs. Elixir asked him after coughing twice and cleaning the pile of debris with a cleansing spell.

Estero shook his head: "I don't want to say."

"You should open your heart to me, Esther," Mrs. Eluhir held his hand, "I'm the only one left by your side now."

Estero was silent for a while, and said: "...I don't have confidence in myself, you know, that future thing... I'm actually afraid, in my dream, I saw Elada again and again Sitting by the well with a wet body, I dreamed that she dragged me to the bottom of the well, asking me why I didn’t save her, and there, I saw my own dead body, and... "

"All of this is false!" Mrs. Eluhir interrupted him, "How do you know that it will go in that direction now? This must have changed, you now have Denat's Power up, don't be so restrained anymore, we don't have to be afraid of Lorian anymore! It's better to die with your mother than to be bullied like before!"

"I don't want to..." Estero gritted his teeth, "Actually, I..."

"Show me something!" Mrs. Eluchil coughed, "Why don't you look like me at all, why have you always been so cowardly?"

Estero looked at her, and Mrs. Eluhill was obviously agitated: "It is because of your hesitation that Lorian made things difficult for you in the past. It is precisely because you are fragile and always want to rely on others , That’s why I gave that man named Eric a chance! I’ve been reminding you, remember not to give all your trust to one person, otherwise this person will be able to easily dominate you!”

"Enough, mother..." Estero didn't want to talk about this topic, especially didn't want to say that name from his mother's mouth again, "Stop saying it..."

"In the end, not only did you speak coldly to me, but you were also deceived by him into doing those nasty things. In fact, when I said this at that time, I knew that a Seret Red didn't make your memory long. If you don't change If you lose the character of trusting others so easily, you will be deceived and betrayed time and time again!" Mrs. Eluchil said.

"Enough!" Estero shouted at her, and saw the other party staggered back several steps as if hit by something, and hit the wall behind him.

In Estero's fear, Mrs. Eluhill fainted, and he rushed over immediately, feeling that she was still breathing, so he healed her with a healing spell.After the other party's breathing calmed down, Estero sent her back to the room, sprinkled some soothing herbs, and let her fall asleep.

After he returned to his room, he contacted Swan with his mental power.

When Siwan came to him, he saw Yströy sitting on the bed. The magic stone lamp beside him had turned into powder. Tello raised his golden eyes and looked at his pale and slender fingers: "I obviously didn't use spells, why did they take effect automatically? I didn't even say the spell in my heart."

Siwan climbed onto his bed, looked at his face dimly illuminated by the moon, and said, "Your mortal body can't bear the power of the God of Eternal Night, you just can't control it."

"How can I control it?" Estero asked, "I don't feel well recently, and my temper has become a little irritable. Often when I lose control of my emotions, I can't help using offensive spells."

"I told you, go find some women," Swan said nonchalantly, "Don't always be like those puritans of God Lear, you are now a believer in Denat, and you need the blood of a virgin to relieve this pressure. "

"Is there any other way?" Eastero asked, "Is bloodletting okay? What about sedative herbs?"

Siwan lay beside him and patted his body with his tail: "This kind of thing will inevitably happen. After all, the master's magic power is not stable. Just believe in yourself and don't care too much. Compared with the previous few people , you have controlled it very well."

The blond prince nodded, and stretched out his hand to caress his scaly body: "Thank you, Swan."

Swan twisted uncomfortably, glanced at Estero's face, and wrapped his arms around him: "That man gave me a problem today."

Estero's expression froze for a moment, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

"He asked me to erase all your memories of him," Swan said.

Eastero ripped him off his wrist slightly roughly: "I don't want to hear it, I believe you won't do such a stupid thing."

"Of course I won't obey his orders," Siwan said lying beside him, "he's nothing."

"Stop talking," Estero turned his face away, "Go back."

"He won't die," Swan flicked his tail, "It's a luxury for you to send me to protect him."

"I sent you to watch him," Eastero said.

"Hmm," Siwan suddenly raised his body and transformed into a human form, "Really?"

His voice became hoarse and dull, and Estero narrowed his eyes as he watched his appearance: "Do you really want to make me angry?"

The sudden attack spell almost made Swan unable to avoid it. He dodged and looked at the thick frost on the wall behind him: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"I said that I've been emotionally unstable recently," Estero turned his face away, "I order you to change back!"

"Why is this so?" Swan said in Eric's appearance, "isn't it good to face up to your own desires?"

"I have no desire for him, and I don't even want to see him," Eastero said.

"Don't lie," Swan came to his bedside, with persuasion in his voice, "If you hold on any longer, you'll lose your mind in two days if you see and smell the house, even if you fuck them until their internal organs burst It won't stop."

"I won't do it with you." Estero tried to push away his body that was too close.

"Really, Esther?" Swan grabbed his wrist and looked into his golden eyes, "If I tell you that man has been thinking about you and trying to help you..." Swan resisted his fist , "I've been chanting your name at night and blaspheming myself?"

Estero threw the spell to his arm and knocked Siwan to the ground, his pupils became slender, and the fingers pinching the opponent's throat slowly tightened.

"It seems that you really want him to die," Swan smiled disapprovingly, and then looked at the other's crotch. "Hmph... want to fuck him to death..."

Estero grabbed his neck and threw him against the opposite wall. When he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, Estero's eyes turned bright yellow. He leaned against the head of the bed, Look at each other and say, "Don't come close, just stand there and don't talk."

In Siwan's smile, Estero unbuttoned his belt, released the high-spirited desire earlier, his slender fingers tightly held the genitals, and moved himself vigorously.

After the heat from Estero dissipated, Siwan came to him. The prince had blond hair sticking to his long and thin neck covered with beads of sweat. His pair of blue eyes were powerlessly distracted, and his lips were slightly parted, exhaling a hot breath. .

Just as Siwan wanted to tease him, Estero grabbed his collar and bent down. Then, Estero pinched the back of his neck and kissed him on the lips, with a weak voice: "Teacher..."

Swan was stunned for a moment, and was pushed by Estero when he stuck out his tongue. After staggering a few steps, Estero closed his eyes and said, "Don't say it." After a while, he added: "This is an order."