【Forbidden for the Brave】(38)

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Chapter Thirty-Eight Argus (2)
In the dimly lit basement, only a delicate lamp was lit. The lamp's frame was inlaid with seven small, transparent cat's
-eye stones, and the wick was a deep-sea crystal. As the name suggests, this is a gemstone that grows in the deep sea and can
emit a faint blue light. Sometimes fish mistake it for food and swallow it. Fishermen along the coast occasionally
catch it while fishing, but deep-sea fish rarely come to the surface. This deep-sea crystal is quite rare. Under
the effect of the seven cat's-eye stones, the entire basement was filled with this pale blue light, sometimes dim and sometimes bright, just like
the bottom of the sea.
Besides the bookshelves lining the walls, the room was filled with all sorts of books, some covered in a
thick layer of dust. Most of these books were forbidden research materials, originally belonging to
the restricted section of the Sriland Library. However, the restricted section was completely abolished after that incident. Under pressure from various countries, Sriland
surrendered and burned most of the forbidden books. These were private collections that had luckily escaped that calamity, which Argus
had accidentally found while cleaning up the former vice-principal's office.
But these books were useless to him now. He had obtained what he wanted,
what he had dreamed of for years: a power so strong it surpassed anyone else's. He
withdrew his gaze from the pile of useless books and turned to his crotch. Beneath the table, a naked woman knelt
, carefully kissing Argus's ugly glans with her cherry lips. She extended her delicate, soft tongue
, meticulously licking the dark shaft, as if savoring the most delicious food in the world. Her once slightly
childish face was now expressionless.
"Mmm,"
the woman opened her lips and sucked the shaft directly into her mouth. Her pink lips were filled to the brim
, but she didn't care. She began to skillfully move her head, letting the large penis
go in and out of her mouth. With each insertion, she tried to push the shaft as deep as possible into her throat, and with each
withdrawal, she tightened her cheeks and sucked vigorously.
Her short, slightly greenish hair appeared even more vibrant under the shimmering crystal light. Her short bangs
swayed back and forth with the movement of her head. Riley wasn't a particularly intelligent girl to begin with, but as his assistant, she was
someone he could entrust with tasks with peace of mind. Argus watched her diligently sucking and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. This
was a human completely at his mercy, a human who once possessed advanced intelligence, but now could only be a tool
, doing what he wanted her to do.
This was the seventh day since he drank the boy's blood. He had basically mastered the ability of mind control. Everything
had become much easier since he had the boy's blood. Four days ago, he finally
used the spell on Riley, who had come to inquire about the course arrangements. He didn't know how a human would react. Ren's final experiment had easily
broken through the ape's consciousness, but he hadn't let him experiment with the later spells. Firstly, he was afraid that Ren
would disagree with this ability and turn against him; secondly, he didn't want anyone else to possess this power before him.
So he tried the spell himself, and to his surprise, Riley only struggled weakly before being completely
under his control. As he watched Riley make all sorts of comical movements at his command, he laughed loudly. Slowly
, he felt a long-lost impulse rising deep within him. Years of confusion about primal human desires
had made him almost forget their existence, or perhaps the blood was beginning to have other
effects on him?
That day, he pressed the powerless Riley against his desk, repeatedly thrusting his penis
into her tight vagina. Her virgin blood stained the documents on the desk, but Argus didn't care.
The desire within him grew stronger and stronger. He thrust his lower body rapidly, slamming her fair thighs hard against the desk
, injecting the thick semen stored up for years into her still-virgin vagina.
Argus noticed that his desire was increasing. Even before, he
had never been so intense in his lust. It was like a bottomless abyss. He kept exploring Riley, and Riley, under his
control, began to respond enthusiastically. They made love wildly on his bed like a newlywed couple.
He couldn't get enough of her tender breasts, which he could just hold in one hand. He kept kneading her breasts as if he wanted to squeeze out milk
, while she swayed her slender waist seductively, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper into her honey pot.
For four consecutive days, he relentlessly vented his lust on Riley. It was hard to imagine that
she, who had been a virgin just days before, now possessed bedroom skills comparable to a seasoned prostitute. For four days, Argus hardly thought about anything else
; he only wanted to have sex with this woman. His animalistic lust was inexhaustible. Watching his engorged penis
thrusting in and out of her pink little hole, he wanted more, much more. He wanted more than just this; he no longer wanted
Sliland, he wanted the whole world.
The four days of madness finally calmed him down a little, but this morning, Riley showed
a slight sluggishness towards his commands. He seemed to sense his strength draining away, and that fear drove him almost to madness
. He pinned Riley to the floor and brutally fucked her anus, which she could now easily penetrate. The intense slapping
sounds echoed throughout the basement. After spraying his hot semen onto her young body, which was limp from exhaustion
, he understood that the most urgent thing now was that he needed more of the boy's blood.
He gently patted Riley, who was diligently sucking and licking him. Riley, understanding the situation, slowly withdrew his penis from her mouth
, carefully cleaning it with her tongue as if wiping away something incredibly precious to her. A trace
of saliva or semen clung to the corners of her delicate lips. Her once vibrant eyes
were now dull and lifeless, but Argus seemed oblivious. He quickly straightened his clothes
and stood up, as if everything that had just happened was perfectly normal. He glanced at the clock on the wall; it was
time.
When he left his residence, it was completely dark outside. Apart from the dim streetlights flickering along the roadside
, there was no other light. Tonight was a night without light. He looked at the dark clouds in the sky and a troubled expression appeared on his face.
With a puzzled expression, even with this supreme ability, the headmaster's powerful magic still enveloped
him. He couldn't help but admire someone who could create such a vast and meticulously detailed simulated climate, especially
after consuming a large amount of magic power to create a magical shield covering the entire academy.
He tightened his thin brown shirt, feeling a slight chill. Unbeknownst to him, autumn had arrived
in Sarans once again; the leaves were beginning to wither and fall. What he could do next, like the approaching
season, would change many things. Filled with infinite possibilities, he took excited steps and slowly
walked towards the outer city.
The outer city is located at the southernmost part of the academy, where Thorne's secret chamber is situated. This area
was once a bustling commercial district, but since the seclusion of Sriland was sealed off, many merchants have left the academy, leaving it a
desolate area. The remaining merchants have moved to the eastern commercial district, closer to the campus. However, Argus's
destination tonight is not Thorne's secret chamber; he heads further south, towards the even less frequented dense forest
.
Since the streetlights in the outer city are almost completely abandoned, when Argus felt the ground beneath his feet turn to earth,
he was surrounded by darkness. Looking around, and seeing no one else, he raised a magic orb
to illuminate the path ahead. The wind whistled and rustled through the leaves at night, and the closer he got to the dense forest,
the clearer the distant hooting of night hawks became.
Argus stopped in his tracks. Although he hadn't entered the dense forest, he had reached his destination.
The person standing not far away was his purpose: a young boy, his face still bearing the marks of youth
. He wore the standard Sriland school uniform, a black suit, with the Sriland school
emblem tattooed on his left chest—a rose embedded in a cross, surrounded by silver threads resembling thorns.
"I know everything,"
the boy spoke first, causing Argus to frown.
"Hmm? Know what?"
"You and Quirrell, and what you've been searching for."
Argus's frown deepened, but because of the darkness, he didn't think the boy had noticed
. He knew? How did he know? If he really knew about me, things would become difficult
.
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"You don't need to hide it anymore. I know the spell you had me test is
the one that caused the upheaval in Sriland many years ago. The student who killed the vice-principal and ran away is now the infamous mind controller Luca Jester
. The school was forced into seclusion under pressure from various countries because it couldn't hand over that notebook, is
n't that right?"
"I can only say that you've been at the school for so long and have indeed heard some stories, but
almost all the students know these stories. It's just that no one believes them as much as you do, let alone the other details that are hard to verify."
"Then what about this magic? I once confronted Jester, and I remember that feeling very clearly."
Argus hadn't expected that the boy had actually met Jester himself. He had originally invited the boy out to use
the matter of Quills as an excuse to subdue him when he was off guard, but now it seemed that things hadn't
developed as he expected. However, it hadn't reached the point of a forced confrontation yet. He didn't know how strong this boy was. After all, Thorne
's fate had taught him that he couldn't underestimate him.
"Many spells can produce similar sensations sometimes; perhaps you've just confused them,"
the boy's face remained unchanged, his eyes still as resolute as before. His explanation clearly hadn't won
the boy's trust.
"I told you you don't need to hide it anymore. Thanks to you, I've already read Quirrell's memories."
"!"
Argus was stunned. Although he hadn't taught him the mind-controlling spells,
he was indeed adept at the prerequisite mind-reading. But he never expected the boy to have read someone else's memories, and that person
happened to be that damned Quirrell. This meant the boy already knew about Seril. Had he already saved
Seril? If he told Seril he had abandoned her in her time of need, his situation would be dire
, not to mention his dirty dealings with Quirrell.
Argus's awkward smile vanished completely. This boy knew far too
much, which only strengthened his resolve: he would drain the boy of every last drop of his blood.
"Hmph!"
Argus snorted coldly, a red glint flashing in his eyes. The boy instinctively took a step back, but still
met Argus's gaze. He clearly knew his abilities, but hadn't expected that he had already drunk his
blood. His blood-red pupils radiated endless magic, especially eerie in the dark night. But the surrounding
things began to distort. Argus initially thought it was an illusion, then realized that the surroundings were rapidly
twisting and stretching, a force like a whirlwind rushing towards his face.
The blinding light made Argus shield his eyes with his hand. He tried to see the boy's movements, but all he saw was
a white blur. Gradually, as the light weakened, the surrounding scene became clearer, like a dissipating fog.
But when Argus saw what was before him, his eyes widened.
"No, this is impossible."
Warm sunlight bathed the verdant grass and fertile earth, the air filled with the unique freshness of tender grass
and the scent of the sea. In the distance, the cries of seagulls and the bustling shouts of vendors could be heard. Simple yet sturdy
houses nestled on the high ground by the sea, as if there were no more peaceful and tranquil place in the world. At
the edge of the sea, some fishermen were working diligently. Looking at a figure on the shore, Argus's eyes suddenly welled up
with tears.
"Damn it..."
Argus realized that what he was seeing was none other than his own memories.
What had that boy done to him? Why hadn't he been able to control him? Why had he been countered by mind-reading? He thought he had succeeded
, but the boy had easily resisted him. Damn it, damn it, damn it! Argus felt as if he were...
He felt like he was about to explode; he wanted to kill the boy, right now.
"Argus!"
a tender, innocent voice called to him.
"Argus, come here!"
The little girl on the beach waved her tiny hands, skipping and jumping, calling his name. Her two
braids swayed from side to side with her movements, like flowers in the wind.
"Mmm, mmm!"
A little boy ran past Argus, clumsily running towards the girl, but Argus knew he
was so happy then.
The fishermen around them, tending to their day's catch, watched the two children with smiles,
teasing one of the men.
"Grey, your daughter keeps bothering Argus, has she got a crush on that boy?"
"Haha, so what if she does? My daughter's taste is definitely good. Argus may be an orphan
, but he'll definitely be more successful than your son."
"Uncle, you're so annoying! Come on, Argus, let's go play over there!"
The girl ignored the adults' laughter, grabbed Argus's hand, and ran towards the higher ground. Watching the two run away
, Argus stood there, stunned. As their figures receded into the distance, the surrounding environment began to subtly
shift.
"Argus, it's your turn!"
The boys and girls around him cheered.
"Argus, Argus!"
Argus, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, looked even more shy with his flushed cheeks
. The constant teasing from his companions made him even more flustered.
"Drink this salted fish juice, or say the name of the person you like!"
"Argus, Argus!"
Argus struggled to lift his head, looking at the girl whose face was also flushed, and whispered.
"Wen...Wenli,"
the girl heard her name and smiled radiantly. It was the most
beautiful smile Argus had ever seen. At that moment, he resolved to protect that smile forever. He tried to look at it one more time
, but the surroundings began to twist and distort.
Night replaced day. Under a large tree near the sea, a roaring campfire broke
the stillness of the night. Argus, holding Wenli close, leaned against the tree, gazing at the distant coastline. The moonlight made
the sea look like a crystal continent. The occasional bubbles from the fish stirred up ripples, like
the steps of water fairies. Even though he had never seen water fairies, Argus believed they must be beautiful; people said
they had the most beautiful dance in the world.
"Hey, Argus, I want to see the world outside the village."
"Huh? Why?"
"The world is so big, I really want to see it. Not just the sea and the fish, I also want to see giant-eared cats, blue-tailed
cranes, fairies, camels, water spirits... There are so many things I want to see. When you turn 18 next month, let's
go see them together, okay?
" "..."
Argus was so innocent and ordinary back then. He only wanted to stay in this fishing village,
to fish and live with this girl he loved. But looking at the girl's smile, he didn't know how to refuse.
"...Okay... Let's go together."
"Okay, Argus is the best. Can I see that too?"
The girl gently kissed Argus on the cheek, making Argus's brain buzz. He just nodded
blankly, then reached out and gently waved his hand towards the campfire next to him. The flames seemed to come alive
, dancing and leaping with his hand.
"So beautiful! I wish I could do that too. You must teach me when you find out how!"
Looking at the roaring flames, Argus knew that the magician bloodline within him had begun
to awaken. But at that time, he didn't know... he didn't know... The flames seemed to sense his resentment, fiercely
flailing, expanding, and roaring.
"Ah! Help!"
When Argus came to his senses, the raging flames had already engulfed the village. People were running and
screaming. This night was no longer the peaceful one. Young Argus rushed out of his room
. He hadn't even heard the alarm. The once tranquil village was now surrounded by flames, and mounted
bandits were wielding machetes, slaughtering everyone they passed.
"Ah! It hurts! Blood! Blood! It hurts so much!"
The carpenter, shirtless, screamed in agony. A long
gash ran from his neck to his abdomen, the blood making his already reddish-brown skin even redder. Argus felt his legs
trembling uncontrollably; he couldn't even utter a cry of fear. The red of the flames and blood filled his entire
vision.
"Wenli!"
The chaotic street was filled with intense heat; the ever-expanding fire looked like the sun in broad daylight. Argus
ran desperately, even though he couldn't feel his legs, he still ran as fast as he could towards Wenli
's house. When he arrived, the door was already wide open and empty, but the fire hadn't spread there yet, which
relieved Argus a little. He rushed inside, only to trip over something and fall to the ground.
He turned his head, oblivious to the heaviness in his chest, to what had tripped him—Wenli's father's cold
corpse. His eyes were wide open, a狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) expression, as if one could still see the terror of his final moments. A large amount
of blood gushed from his mouth and throat, staining a large patch of the floor red. Argus
trembled violently when he felt the warmth beneath his hands.
"Ah!..."
A scream from upstairs snapped Argus out of his terror. Wenli! He scrambled up to the second
floor, only to be startled by the sight of Wenli's mother lying there. Her once kind face was now
ashen, just like her husband's. And behind the door facing him lay a scene he would never forget.
Wenli was still wearing her usual snow-white nightgown, only now the dress was pulled up...
Above her waist, her pale lower body and a small section of smooth abdomen were exposed.
The white panties that should have protected her were now curled up and wrapped around one of Wenli's snow-white thighs. She knelt laboriously on the edge of the bed, her upper
body pressed down by a thick arm. Her hands weakly pounded the sheets, unable to stop the man's savage
movements behind her.
The man was like a pig being slaughtered, his entire body tense, clearly using every ounce of his strength
. He thrust his lower body rapidly, his fat face jiggling with each movement, his ferocious grin
seemingly telling everyone of his current satisfaction. Argus couldn't tear his gaze away from his genitals, because
every time he pulled his buttocks back, Argus could see that dark, large penis occupying Wenli's pink, tender
vulva.
"Oh, fucking tight. I knew your mom was so wanton, it's all to protect your little tight
cunt. Oh, it's squeezing so tight, it feels so good."
Argus only then noticed that Wenli's mother was also disheveled. From his angle
, he could see the heavy mound of breast flesh under the torn collar, but obviously, this still did not buy his master a chance to live
. Argus wanted to rush over, but found that his legs were completely limp, while
the person he loved most was enduring repeated violent impacts not far away.
"Your little village, oh, it's not easy to find someone like you. Oh, so tight, damn, even after being
used, you're tighter than a virgin. You're quite stubborn, little girl, let's hear you moan a couple of times. Oh, this little hole is so good
at sucking."
Wen Li stopped slapping, instead gripping the sheets tightly. Her waist felt like it was about to break as the man forcefully
pressed down on her, just to make her buttocks stick out higher. His thick, hard penis repeatedly squeezed into
the depths of her increasingly wet and slippery honey hole, and each time the burning glans entered, it drew closer to her sensitive cervix. She had
experienced it once before, and that pleasure had overwhelmed her.
However, Argus, lying on the stairs, was now ashen-faced. Wen Li wasn't a virgin? Why? He knew
this wasn't the time to think about such questions, but why? Who was the Wen Li who loved him, the
Wen Li with the radiant smile, the pure Wen Li? Who had taken his virginity? (The text abruptly ends here
.) Impossible. Although he often stole glances at Wenli's fair thighs and voluptuous breasts, one of his eyes
was even half-blind. Wenli wouldn't let him defile her.
Fat Finn? No, Wenli had complained to him that Finn had secretly touched her buttocks, and he had paid
the price for it. He wouldn't dare.
Ratface Sen? That guy did stare at Wenli every day, but his courage was as cowardly as his appearance. Could it
be that when he was out fishing at sea, Ratface had forced himself on Wenli? No, the thought of his lewd, skinny body possibly
pinning Wenli against the wall and forcefully thrusting into that sacred little hole made his chest tighten. No, impossible. He
probably wasn't even as strong as Wenli.
Blacksmith Leo? Klein from the general store? Big Quinn? Or perhaps, even her own father, Gray
? No, impossible. Thinking of Wenli's radiant smile, something must be wrong. But what
flashed through Argus's mind were images of these men alternating, wantonly playing with and thrusting into Wenli, arbitrarily
spilling their semen onto her white body.
Escaping reality, Argus lay motionless on the stairs, contemplating every
man who might have entered Wenli, but he still couldn't stop the reality before him. The savage bandit had turned Wenli over, his hands
reaching inside her delicate cotton nightgown, groping her. Wenli frowned, her head tilted to one side, her tightly closed eyes
unable to stop the tears from flowing.
"These breasts are so soft, not big, but just right. I'll massage them more often to help them
grow bigger. Come on, don't just sit there."
The man pulled out one hand, lifted his penis again, and thrust his back forward, penetrating the tight pink
cunt once more. The depths of her honeyed depths were already secreting a large amount of lustful fluid, enough for the man to thrust in and out smoothly and quickly again. His dark
thighs slapped against the white, tender inner thighs, making muddy, obscene sounds.
This position allowed the man's penis to penetrate even deeper and more thoroughly. The large glans directly pressed against
Wenli's soft flower core. The sudden tingling sensation caused her two long white legs to instinctively wrap around the man's waist. A
passionate moan completely shattered Agus's mental defenses.
"Ah...I touched it...ah..."
The man chuckled, watching Wen Li, who was no longer holding back, thrust even harder. He
raised his buttocks high, then pounded down quickly and powerfully, his penis forcing its way into her soft, folded vaginal canal and reaching her core. The overflowing
juices were squeezed out of her vagina, making a squelching sound. The breach in her defenses completely threw Wen Li into a panic. Her delicate little
feet rubbed back and forth on the big man's back, her buttocks trembled violently, and her hands gripped her pajamas tightly,
letting the man on top of her thrust in and out at will.
"Ah...down there...mmm...so good...ah...so numb..."
"Hehe, you little slut, where did your restraint go? Does Uncle's big cock feel good?"
"...mmm...no...stop...ah...I'm going crazy..."
Powerful thrusting, a jade buttocks eagerly responding, a scene of spring unfolded in the small house
, completely different from the outside. Sweat soaked the two bodies working hard. The man took off his clothes, his broad, dark back
revealing a pair of fair thighs tightly wrapped around his body. His plump, dark buttocks rose and fell wildly, as if trying to pierce through the little hole beneath him
. The girl moaned ecstatically, clearly forgetting her forced position, her hands constantly rubbing
her pink, snowy breasts. The pleasure in her lower body had completely subdued her.
"Ah... cock... so hard... so good... ah... oh..."
The man lowered his head and sucked one of the little white rabbits into his mouth, his tongue licking
and sucking the already erect nipple. The sweet and seductive aroma of flesh filled the rough mouth of the big man. He thrust forward with satisfaction, letting his big
glans fully enter the girl's uterus, grinding it up and down and left and right. The girl's
eyes rolled back as she was played with by this battle-hardened old hand, her jade arms struggling to wrap around the man's neck, as if everything she had already belonged to
this stranger.
Unbeknownst to Argus, the girl had been given an aphrodisiac earlier. All he saw were the lustful
woman and the wicked bandit. He stood behind them,
oblivious to the fact that the two intertwined bodies were still stained with the blood of the Grays. Argus's eyes were now lifeless
as he watched the thrusting penis and the pink, wet vagina, raising his blade.
"Enough!"
With Argus's roar, the scene before him shattered, leaving only a chaotic cloud of mist. The
boy stood expressionless within it. Even so, Argus felt the boy's mockery, a ridicule
of his past weakness and powerlessness, a mockery of his present inability to resist.
"I...will...kill...you...out...my brain!"
The surrounding smoke swirled and roared, a strong wind scattering and distorting everything. When it all dissipated
, Argus found himself standing in the darkness of the night, while the boy assumed a defensive stance.
"You don't need to defend yourself against me, because it's them who will attack you,"
Argus said, his face contorted with rage, his upturned lips sending a chill down the boy's spine
. Just as he finished speaking, two figures slowly emerged from the darkness.
(To be continued)

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