Snake of the Rotten Swamp

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(1
Recently, a strange disease with symptoms of limb decay has been appearing in the village.
"Dr. Haley, please take a look at this child..."
More and more people are coming to seek medical help.
The young man called Dr. Haley is actually a rookie doctor who just started practicing two years ago. He originally came because he heard that this mountain area produces good quality herbs, but he didn't expect to encounter this strange disease outbreak. He had no choice but to stay, but he couldn't just stand by and do nothing, so he had to stay.
"Toe ulceration..."
Haley examined the child's feet, and sure enough, it was that unknown disease again. The body was emitting a putrid smell and was beginning to ulcerate. It was just like a corpse rotting and emitting a foul odor, but it was clearly a living person, so why was it like a corpse?)
"The rotten flesh needs to be cut away, thankfully it's only a small part... I'll go prepare now."
It was a minor surgery, but anesthesia was still required.
The anesthetics he carried, imported from the Western continent, were all used up. He had originally planned to buy another batch from the seafaring merchants, but he simply couldn't spare the time. As a substitute, Hailey could only use an anesthetic tincture made from alcohol and herbs.
He fed the child the prepared dose of the anesthetic tincture, and the little brat, who had been crying from the pain, now closed his eyes and fell asleep. Hailey carefully cut away the rotten flesh with a small metal knife sterilized by candlelight, then sprinkled on some anti-inflammatory powder, and that was about it.
After explaining some care instructions, the treatment was finished. But Hailey knew this wasn't the end. Even if the rotten part was completely removed, there was a high probability that new rotten openings would appear in other parts of the body. Several elderly people and children had already died from such malignant factors; he couldn't keep cutting away flesh forever.
"Doctor..."
"Oh, I see. Are you here for a medical checkup... Ah, Miss Achi?"
The woman in red and white was a local shrine maiden.
"I brought some herbs."
"Oh dear, that's a great help. To be honest, there have been so many patients lately that I haven't had time to replenish these supplies."
The small thatched hut where she was staying had been abandoned a few months ago.
It was quite late after the surgery on the child, and it wouldn't be right not to offer something in return.
"I was just about to cook dinner. Since Miss Achi has come all this way, why don't you stay and eat with us?"
Due to the highly contagious nature of the disease, many people suspected it might be some kind of deadly plague. Therefore, naturally, fearing that animals might also carry the virus, people were afraid to eat meat. The recent menu consisted mainly of mushrooms and wild vegetables. Hailey used cabbage, mountain mushrooms, and white tofu obtained from the villagers to make a cabbage stew.
"Actually..." Hailey suddenly said during the meal, "I'm planning to go to the neighboring village."
"Huh? Why..."
"Simply performing this kind of surgery to remove rotten flesh is only a temporary solution. We must find the source of the plague. Otherwise, if it gets worse, we'll have to relocate."
But that's an unrealistic idea. These villagers work hard every day just to barely support their families; the burden of relocation is simply unbearable.
"Miss Aci has been learning some medical skills from me recently, and I think that should be enough to manage for now." "
...Yes, I understand. But please, doctor, come back as soon as possible, please."
"Of course."

(2)
This plague was so strange that Haley couldn't help but suspect that something evil was at work.
Until he heard the rumor—[it is said that in the village across the mountain, someone saw the black banshee of the plague]
—Haley decided to go and see.
That night, he left his medical notes with Aci. And the next day, after personally confirming that the patients in the village were all alright, Haley was finally able to set off with some peace of mind. He asked the villagers to take him there by oxcart, but that wouldn't work any further.
"There are cannibalistic monsters over there."
That was the reason; it seemed the rumors were true.
Meanwhile, Hailey had to rely on his own two feet.
From morning until dusk, just as Hailey was considering finding a cave or tree hollow to camp out in the wild that night, the village appeared as if nature were performing magic. Unwittingly, parting the leaves and vines, a path with clear signs of human intervention appeared. Following the path, the village gradually came into view.
The village chief was an elderly man in his fifties, but judging from his physique, he still possessed strength comparable to a young man. However, he was also exhausted from the plague.
"Oh! Is this a doctor from the other side of the mountain?! This is wonderful! To be honest, we're helpless against the plague here. We're even preparing to cremate the corpses, but it's getting worse… Although it's impolite to a new traveler like myself, Dr. Hailey, could you please examine the patients here?"
"Ah, of course. After all, this is my profession."
The plague situation here is even more severe.
Some people's entire legs are ulcerated, some people's fingers are so rotten that you can see the bone, and some elderly people seem to have something with disease-causing elements in their eyes, which have even ulcerated and fallen out.
There's no other way but to amputate them all.
"Doctor, please... can't this leg be left unamputated?"
Strong men often ask this question.
As the only breadwinner in the family, this is something he has no choice but to do, but Haley has no other options.
The busy work continued from evening until late at night, and then until the early hours of the next day.
When he woke up, he realized that he had fallen asleep on the table.
"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Haley."
He was awakened by the sound of porcelain bowls clinking. For the weary, the only thing the village chief could offer now was this bowl of incredibly delicious meat soup.
“Oh, right, Village Chief.” Sipping his broth, Haley suddenly remembered his purpose for coming. “Actually, I came to find the source of the plague… I’ve heard rumors about monsters related to disease around here. And, it seems like this was where… the first outbreak of disease occurred.”
“Ah, that’s right. Monsters… well, it’s just a legend. If Dr. Haley finds it useful, I can tell you about it. Dr. Haley, have you ever heard of a monster called the ‘White Snake’?”
“Oh… that? I know. It’s said to be a priestess of the Dragon God… or something like that.”
"Yes, that's right."
A story from a very, very long time ago. There was
a dragon god who controlled the earth's veins and the weather, and a white serpent who followed him.
Since they began ruling this land, everything had been prosperous and peaceful. The forests teemed with plump beasts, and the rice paddies yielded abundant harvests.
Until one day, the dragon god fell in love with a human man. But in the white serpent's eyes, it was as her master being bewitched by a human. Blinded by emotion, she no longer wanted to dedicate her time to her divine duties, but instead decided to faithfully follow her desires and enjoy love with her husband.
The abandoned white snake believed that humans had taken away its most important master.
So, the white snake collected diseases and threw them at humans as revenge.
That's all.

(3)
In the end, the story is just a story. It has no other function than to help people understand the background. When Hailey asked the village chief, since it is a dragon god, there should be places like temples or caves. He wanted to try to start from these places, but unfortunately, the village chief's answer was that he didn't know.
"But~~~"
But the development of things is also quite dramatic. The village chief changed his tone and stroked his chin, as if he had thought of something.
"There is a swamp on the east side of the village."
"You mean... a swamp?"
"Ah, yes. Before the plague broke out, it was famous for being highly poisonous. But because of this, it also produces a lot of medicinal plants. People who go there to collect herbs basically never come back. Originally, it was said that when the plague broke out, medicine was needed, but now no one dares to go there to find out how dangerous it has become."
Hailey understood what this sentence meant. The village chief was reminding him that he should not go there.
But, during a plague, saying such things to a doctor—wasn't that tempting him to go?
"No… I think it's best to go see him."
"Eh? But, doctor…"
"Time is running out."
Haley rolled up his sleeve, revealing a large, purplish-blue bruise below his left elbow. Unlike bruising, it was a more ominous color.
This was a sign of ulceration.
"Doctor, you…"
"According to my assessment, it will erupt in about four days. At that time, I'll have to operate on myself, but if I can't use my left hand, I won't be able to operate on the villagers smoothly."
"But—"
"—Please, there really isn't time. I want to find the source of the plague quickly; it's better for everyone."
"…I understand. How about I take the doctor there tomorrow?"
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Therefore, without further ado, they set off the next day.
The village chief's quick agreement was perhaps because he also understood how important hands were to a doctor. Even if someone could write a prescription, skills like surgery or bone setting are irreplaceable.
Because it was a remote, untouched path, and as mentioned before, almost no one came here. Even the paths that had been cleared were now overgrown with weeds, and the soil was very soft. The journey wasn't long, but it took longer than expected.
"This is it,"
the village chief, leading the way, said, pointing to the sudden collapse in front of them.
"The swamp, it's down here."
Indeed, the stench of decay was palpable from afar.
"I see, this is it..."
"Doctor, that's enough. I'm sorry, but I can't continue with you."
"No...it's alright. I'll go down myself from here. Village chief, if I'm not back by dusk, please return first." "
...Understood, please be careful."
Hailey slid down the steep slope, bit by bit.
That thick, rotten smell—a strong odor, whether fragrant or foul, could numb the sense of smell if inhaled for too long. But this time, for some reason, Haley found himself feeling somewhat intoxicated.
(Oh no… is it poisonous?)
After slipping and falling to the ground, he frantically searched around, thankfully finding the antidote herb recorded in the hand-drawn guide. Haley picked a few leaves, chewed them until they were crushed, and immediately a stream of clear snot and tears flowed from his eyes and nose.
Wiping his face, Haley ventured deeper into the swamp.
(Oh, this place really is…)
Mist, dense vegetation, and, as the village chief had said, many rare medicinal herbs.
“These… should come in handy.”
Although his goal was to find the source of the plague, he couldn’t let go of these usable medicines.
To be honest, Haley wanted to just collect some medicine and turn back. But since he had come this far, he should at least obtain some valuable information before turning back.
Thinking this, he continued to venture deeper.
After that, Haley saw the remains of humans who had died in this swamp years ago.
"Lost here~~? Human."
Suddenly, a chilling voice reached my ears.

(4)
How to describe that voice?
For example, it was like someone whispering in my ear. But it was also like the echo of someone shouting from a distant mountain.
"What..."
I was going to say "what person" but when I looked back, the "thing" that was speaking was not even human.
"The Black Banshee of the Disease?!"
Haley murmured the true name of the rumor.
"Hmph... Is that what people over there call me?"
A human body and a snake's lower body, it was obvious that it was a monster.
The tangled black hair covered the monster's face, and the snake demon's lower body was lying in the swamp mud. The lower body mixed with wet mud was exactly like the prefix "Disease Demon", with exposed festering and pus-filled flesh, emitting a stench.
*Thud*, Haley fell to the ground, oblivious to how filthy he was. His trembling made his movements clumsy; he drew his dagger for self-defense, but it was useless.
*Whoosh*.
Like suddenly turning into mist, blown towards him by the wind, then solidifying again.
"You... smell quite delicious."
"Ugh...!"
The thick, black snake tail tightly coiled around the human's upper body, immobilizing him, and the dagger slipped from his hand.
"Hehe~"
Its face drew closer.
The monster's breath, a strangely sweet-smelling poisonous gas, emanated from its pale lips. Sharp teeth and a long tongue were licking Haley's left arm. Suddenly—"Ouch...!"—a snap, and he was bitten. It was expected, but the pain was unexpected.
Haley couldn't help but cry out in pain, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
The monster bit his arm, sucking blood, and asked, "Answer my question, human. What are you doing here?"
"I've come... to find... the source of the plague."
*Snap!*
"Ah...!!"
"You're lying."
This was why it was being bitten even harder.
It suddenly became angry and said, "There won't be a plague... because I've already collected all the corpses!"
"But..."
Haley tried his best to move his left hand; it hurt terribly, and the monster was still biting him.
"If you could see... look, my left hand that you're biting... if it weren't infected, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to find the source of the plague...!"
"...Oh, this..."
Drip, she released her mouth.
The wound, before it could fester, had already been torn open, red and black fluid flowing from it.
The pain, strangely, was gradually disappearing, replaced by an even worse feeling of drowsiness.
It seemed that some dark, ominous gas was emanating from the wound on his arm.
"Do you want to be cured of this?"
"Do you... have a cure?"
"I can tell you, don't you call me the 'Black Banshee of Disease'?"
"Please, please... tell me...!"
"Then, human sir, can you pay the price?"
"What... is that?"
Please, please let me hold on until the end. Before falling into a deep sleep tormented by this disease and wounds, Haley tried to beg all the gods. Whether it's true or not, at least let me make this deal before I fall asleep.
Swallowing the human blood she considered a delicacy, the snake demon made this request:
"For example, I want your eyes? Or, an arm, a leg?"
"After the plague is over... that's fine."
"Hmph..."
It suddenly frowned.
"You agreed so readily, and so honestly, you're not very interesting."
But then, the demon laughed.
Its blood-stained snake tongue licked Haley's cheeks and chin with a ticklish lick.
"I've come up with an interesting reward—I say, human, make a deal with me, and I'll tell you how to get rid of this thing."
"P-please tell me."
"After this is over, I want you to stay here with me."
"...Okay, no problem."
He agreed without hesitation. The patient's life was more important than anything else, as his father, both teacher and elder, had taught him. If he could really cure everyone, then living in this swamp from now on...it should be a worthwhile deal.
The snake demon laughed cheerfully.
Half-asleep, half-awake, Haley could never forget the first time she heard that laughter.
"I see you're an honest person, so I've decided to trust a human this once. Don't disappoint me."
And then there's that appearance.
Beneath her black hair, an unblemished layer of white skin. Although she's a witch, why does it feel like she hasn't been "tainted"?
—Upon closer inspection, you really are beautiful.
He unconsciously thought this in his mind, but unfortunately he was too tired to speak

(5).
He woke up in the morning and was lying on the grass at the entrance of the swamp.
...Dream?
Haley subconsciously touched his left hand - it was intact and the lesions had disappeared.
He suddenly touched something hanging on his waist, a small black porcelain jar. Haley remembered that he did not have this.
[Apply the mud inside to the ulcer, and then use a small knife made of peach wood to scrape it off along with the ulcerated flesh.]
[This is something only you can use. After you remove the impurities, bring it back to me along with the jar.]
The banshee's voice lingered in his mind. All of this was real.
"I have to go back quickly!"
There were too many things to think about, but in any case, saving lives was the priority
...
...
"Oh... Dr. Haley, are you still alive!?"
The village chief thought Haley had died in the swamp.
His tone sounded very surprised, but it didn't last long. Something more troubling was tormenting him.
"Did something happen?"
Haley asked.
"Actually, it's like this..."
Hailey disappeared in the swamp for a whole day, and on the night he disappeared, something strange happened in the village... or rather, it was haunted.
Human skeletons, severed limbs, and rotting body parts fell like rain onto the beds in the villagers' rooms. Many people, even those who weren't sick, were frightened into illness. Earlier that day, they immediately went to the shrine maiden, Ms. Aji, in the neighboring village for help, only to learn that the same strange phenomenon had occurred in all the nearby villages.
"That must be a trick of a witch or monster!"
This was the opinion of both the village chief and the villagers.
Hailey asked, "Then, those rotting limbs that fell down..."
The village chief said, "Ah, those, I found some strong, healthy men who aren't afraid of supernatural forces to collect them. Ms. Aji said it's best to pile them all up and burn them all at once."
He led Hailey to the place where these unclean filth were piled up.
It was placed in an open space not far from the village, and the entrance was guarded by men in their prime, who were considered less susceptible to demonic attacks.
"It must be the work of that snake demon."
People whispered this along the way.
Haley swallowed hard, nervously touching the small porcelain jar strapped to his waist.
Those foul-smelling things—severed limbs and skeletons.
Haley endured the stench and went to examine them, but the village chief pulled him back from behind: "Doctor, those aren't clean..."
"But they are still corpses... Anyway, let me check first."
The quality was uneven; some were completely skeletonized, while others maintained varying degrees of decay.
The village chief said, "Perhaps that witch really wants to kill all humanity, throwing these corpses here to spread the plague further."
"...It's better to burn them as soon as possible."
Haley only managed to say this one sentence.
(Snake demon...witch...)
Fragments of thoughts kept swirling in his mind; the only way to prove it was through one thing.
“Village Chief!”
“Ah…yes, Dr. Haley?”
“I almost forgot to mention, I found a medicine in the swamp that seems to be very helpful for this plague. Have the other infected villagers come over; I want to confirm its effectiveness.”
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.
The patch on his left arm that had previously shown signs of the disease had now returned to its healthy color.
The village chief was completely stunned. A few minutes later, the place where Haley was staying was already crowded with villagers.

(6)
The plague was cured.
It was like a dream, but that's how it happened. Haley did as the snake demon instructed. He smeared the black mud in the jar on the ulcer and then used a small knife made of peach wood to scrape it off along with the ulcer. He originally thought that the wooden knife was just a child's trick and had no sharpness at all. But in fact, the ulcerated flesh that came into contact with the black mud also became like the black mud. Just like skin that suddenly gets hot will peel off, it can be scraped off with a rustling sound.
Haley took all the mixture of black mud and rotten flesh to a deserted place and set it on fire. It emitted black smoke and gave off an unbearable stench. Finally, it turned into a pile of white ash.
Ah, right.
Speaking of ash—the vicious curse that happened before, all the severed limbs and bones were gathered together and burned to ash by the flames. The shrine maiden Aci later had the ashes collected, saying that since it was still a curse, it wasn't clear whether the filth inside had truly been cleansed. In any case, they were collected and placed in the temple, to be slowly cleansed later through incense offerings.
Thanks to the black mud, all the infected people had almost fully recovered in five days. He planned to stay a while longer, waiting for the remaining sporadic patients to come.
The scabbed areas exposed bright red flesh, which would scab over that very night, and there would be no recurrence.
(After the treatment is complete… I'll have to go to the swamp again, right?)
He had promised to go and "accompany" her.
"Doctor…"
Just as he was thinking this, two men knocked and entered, appearing to be patients.
Just as He had expected.
He asked, "Are you here to treat that ulceration?"
"Yes…"
One of the men seemed to be an accomplice accompanying his companion.
The patient lifted his shirt to reveal his lower abdomen, where the wound was on the left side.
"It'll itch a little, but it won't hurt, it'll be fine soon..."
Haley skillfully repeated the action, applying the black mud to the wound and then taking out a small peach wood knife.
Everything went smoothly as expected, until the treatment was over.
—There's no problem anymore.
Just as he was about to say this, he was struck hard on the back. The other person struck Haley's neck hard with the hard bone of their elbow, while at the same time, he suddenly felt a violent tugging on his hand.
"What... are you doing!? You...!"
The rescued person became the murderer.
Although Haley asked this, he already understood the reason. These guys must be after the jar of black mud in his hand.
On one side of the scales are the benefactor and money, and in these guys' eyes, the latter's value far exceeds the price of betraying their benefactor, so they were tempted by greed.
"Hand over the stuff...!"
One of them held Haley down, while the other tried to use brute force to pull the jar hanging from Haley's waist. But the man holding Haley down hadn't anticipated the doctor's agility—*thud*, a small peach wood knife pierced through his waist, all the way to the hilt, likely piercing his kidney. Haley had deliberately sharpened this peach wood knife to a very fine point.
"Ugh..."
One fell, but another remained.
Before Haley could even get up, he was kicked away by the second man.
"You bastard...!!!"
*Clang*, he pulled something made of wood and iron from his waist. Cold sweat dripped down the man's face; he probably didn't want to use this—it was likely a homemade firearm made by farmers, filled with gunpowder and any hard, sharp object, capable of causing considerable damage at close range.
"Hand over that thing, if you don't want to die..."
The value of that jar seemed to surpass even the crime of murder.
Just as Haley hesitated, something suddenly flew out from a nearby shadowy corner—Haley saw clearly that it was a porcelain plate. It seemed to be the village chief; he cherished that item, a luxury item bought from an Eastern merchant.
With a crack, it smashed on the assailant's head.
"Doctor, over here! Come here quickly!!"
It was the village chief; it was a close call.
Hailey was about to speak, but the village chief repeated to him even faster, "Here, run!"
"Damn it…!!"
Bang! The musket fired.
But by then, Hailey and the village chief were already far away. The assailant, besides smelling the acrid gunpowder, gained nothing else; his companion was still lying on the ground, groaning in pain. Hailey and the village chief
had no choice but to flee.
Due to the plague, the villagers here dared not even eat the grain grown in their own fields. They had to walk a long way to the other side of the mountain to work odd jobs at the landlord's house, exchanging them for a day's food.
There was no one else in the village; the women and children left behind could not be relied upon, and to implicate others would be an even greater sin. Secluded places—like forests—had now become the safest areas.
Haley instinctively followed the village chief, only slowing his pace after he caught his breath and confirmed no one was chasing him.
(Where is this…?)
He sneezed at the strange smell.
There was no mistake, this smell was that of the swamp. Without realizing it, he had wandered into this dangerous place.
“Dr. Haley, those people just now…”
“Ah… probably for this.”
The black mud in the jar that could cure the plague.
“Huff… I thought so.”
The village chief, also panting, took a few steps back and looked around.
“Here… ah, I accidentally wandered to the edge of the swamp.”
He suddenly remembered something and asked Haley,
“By the way, doctor… although it’s a bit inappropriate to ask now, but… where did you get that thing?”
“This…”
Haley remembered the deal he made with the snake demon.
Human and demon—although he wasn’t asked to keep quiet, Haley felt protecting this secret was the best choice. So, wiping his sweat, he told the village chief the fabricated story:
“I found it deep in the swamp… I found it by following a giant white snake whose wounds were healed by mud, so I wondered if it would work. Now I’ve tried it on myself and it really works…”
“Ah, I see,”
the village chief said.
“Since there’s no supernatural involved, I’m relieved.”
“Village chief…?”
Just as Hailey hadn’t had time to process the atmosphere of those words, a sharp pain in his lower back made him freeze in place.

(7)
"That really startled me. I thought those two guys would get there first... Luckily, they were just two idiots."
"Ah... this is it, the thing that can cure the plague? Hmph, it's just a jar of black mud, isn't it?"
"It should fetch a good price, sorry, Doctor. It's unfortunate, you're the last one I'm going to do. Anyway, this black mud treasure was found in the swamp, so it's not a loss that you can finally rest in this treasure trove..."
"The charge... it was going to be a bit troublesome, but now I might as well pin it on those two idiots..."
Hearing these words, Haley, who was gradually approaching unconsciousness and death due to his wounds and excessive blood loss, was being carried into the depths of the swamp by the murderer.
*Thud.*
He was roughly thrown into the black mud, the potent poison accumulated over the years seeping into his body through his wounds. More than the excruciating pain, a stronger numbing sensation assaulted his nerves.
He's definitely going to die now.
Haley thought to himself.
His body was still reacting instinctively.
Clutching his wound and kicking his legs were futile efforts.
The male assailant looked at him mockingly and left.
Haley had thought that once he fell asleep, he wouldn't wake up again. But in reality, he woke up again. It was as if he had slept for a very long time, not knowing exactly how long, and he woke up at night. A night with exceptionally bright moonlight, the seemingly impenetrable forest letting in bright moonlight through the gaps in the leaves.
His vision cleared after a few seconds.
The figure that came into view—"Hello, we meet again," she said.
Black snake tail and scales, long black hair. Seeing this snake demon living in the mud again, she exuded her usual decaying, decadent fragrance.
Haley let out a long sigh:
"What? It's you..."
This time it was the other's turn to be surprised by his appearance:
"Why are you making such an expression?"
"I think I must be dead by now."
"...Huh?"
"Making a deal with a monster means you'll die in the end. When I was alive, I was thinking about how I would find you after I was ambushed and killed... Luckily, I saw you again, so I didn't break my promise."
"Humans like you are rare indeed. You've saved so many people, are you satisfied?"
"Don't talk nonsense, there's no satisfaction in saving people."
"If that's the case, why be foolish enough to make a deal with a monster like me and save so many people?"
"Doctors save people... that's only natural..."
"Are you an idiot?"
Her snake tail curled up, resting her chin on it with her elbow, squinting at Haley.
This was probably what was called a snake's glare; once seen, one would become paralyzed and unable to move.
Haley couldn't help but shudder, but the movement aggravated his wound.
"Ouch...that hurts!!" The
pain jolted him awake.
"Hahahaha!!!"
The other woman, seeing Hailey's state, laughed, clutching her stomach. "You idiot! You actually thought you were dead. Moron, dead people taste and feel the worst. I don't eat dead people."
Suddenly, she lunged at Hailey.
Hailey blinked rapidly, breathing heavily.
"I'm going to eat you," she said. "But before that, I don't know your name."
"My name is...Haley." "
Hmm, I know. So you remember...my name is...hmm...what should I call you?"
"You...don't have a name?"
"A name is just a label. Anyway, humans like you would run away as fast as you could when you see a snake demon like me, you'd probably forget everything about me..." she said, a thoughtful expression on her face.
The serpent looked up at the night sky:
"The moonlight is lovely tonight... Haley, do you like it?"
"Ah...yes, it's truly bright."
"Heh, then it's decided...you'll call me 'Moonlight'."
She smiled enchantingly.
This snake coiled in the swamp, for a moment, even Haley himself couldn't understand why he did this—Haley reached out his right hand and gently brushed aside the black hair covering her face.
This impolite act only made the serpent, who called herself Moonlight, smile even more captivatingly. Her aura and voice seemed to have fermented to their fullest extent with all the putrid things in the swamp, except for that intense substance—ah, what was it? It was more fragrant than any strong liquor in the world.
Moonlight reached out her left hand and gently stroked the right hand that had brushed aside her hair.
“It’s very rude of you to act like that towards a woman you’ve only met a few times.”
“Sorry, your appearance makes me… unable to resist…”
“Hmph… smooth-talking man.”
“…!!”
With a sharp slap, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Haley’s wound hard with her other hand.
It really hurt, and Haley almost fainted, but the intense pain jolted him back to reality. Just as he opened his mouth to scream, she gently silenced him with a kiss.
The soft touch was indescribable, and his mouth was filled with her tongue and saliva.
(I’m getting a little satisfied with you, how about we play a little?)
Intense pain, and a sweet kiss.
After a while, the pain finally subsided.
Barely able to see with the corner of his eye, Haley noticed that the wound on his lower abdomen was healing.
Infected by the swamp toxin, but now the toxin was being transferred through her fingers—was this some kind of sorcery? Transferring the toxin from Haley’s body into hers. Dark lines appeared on his veins, spreading inward like caterpillars.
Haley immediately shoved Moonlight away, his actions even bordering on violent. His
previously healing wound began to bleed again.
"What are you doing?!"
Because she was a doctor, Haley instinctively rushed forward, this impulse even making him forget his wound.
The snake demon looked at him in astonishment: "You...?"
"Idiot! Why did you suck the poison into your own body?! Hold out your hand, you need to drain the poisoned blood immediately..."
He subconsciously reached for his pouch to take out a scalpel, but all he touched was the wound on his lower back, a patch of burning red blood—all of Haley's wound blood.
At this moment, Moonlight suddenly burst into laughter again.
She laughed loudly, and as she laughed, she extended her snake tail, wrapping it around Haley.
"Relax, how could a snake be knocked down by venom?"
"But, your... body... your tail..."
The snake's lower body had festering wounds.
Moonlight said to Hailey:
"Because I want to become a [god], these are necessary trials."
"God...?"

(8)
The story of the snake demon is described as follows—she cursed all humans because she was jealous of the humans who abducted the dragon god.
That is just a story based on hearsay.
Moonlight said to Hailey:
"There are no gods here."
"No... gods?"
"Yes, I want to become a god, so I came here. This land told me that if I want to become a god, I must eliminate the resentment of the dead. The man who stabbed you killed many people. He threw the corpses here, and the resentful spirits cannot become Buddhas, so I tried to exorcise them here... but I didn't expect that man to be such an executioner. I exorcised more dead spirits than he killed, and every time there was another dead person, the resentment increased hundreds of times."
Moonlight seemed somewhat helpless when she said this.
She sighed, stroking her tail and hair.
"My proudest parts, my hair and tail, you know, they used to be the same color as snow. Thanks to these vengeful spirits, they've all turned black now."
"If that's the case… why not punish that person?"
"That would expose my true form—gods are mysterious precisely because they possess an veil of mystery that cannot be seen through. Without mystery, people lose their faith. I can't just casually step into human sight. Oh, right. That plague you mentioned before, it wasn't actually a plague. It was because the vengeful spirits' resentment overflowed, unleashing an indiscriminate curse to kill the murderer."
"Then the corpses that suddenly appeared in the village before were also…"
"That's right, it was the vengeful spirits causing trouble, trying to amplify the curse. The little jar I gave you was actually for collecting resentment. It's good that it was stolen… hehe, what a good thing it would be if that guy knew the treasure he stole was actually the resentment of the person he killed?"
She smiled maliciously.
Helly was tightly bound by the snake's tail, unable to move.
"Honestly, you were so rough with me just now... Not bad, I'm starting to have feelings for you, so what should I do?"
"What...?" Helly
was pushed back and slammed against a tree trunk.
To his surprise, his lower abdomen no longer hurt; the wound there had disappeared sometime during the night.
"It would be a real downer if you bled and cried out in pain halfway through... Speaking of which, this is the first time I've done this. Even though my body has been corrupted by resentment, I still have a little bit of confidence."
Moonlight removed her outer robe.
Like the snake's tail, it also had festering wounds and spread black energy, but even so, it couldn't hide the allure of this body.
Like moist jade.
She cupped Helly's face in her hands and kissed him more gently this time.
"Before I eat you, let me make you feel good."
The tip of the snake's tail deftly unbuckled her belt and pulled down her pants.
A semi-engorged penis lay exposed to the moonlight.
"What...are you doing!?"
A woman's body, even a demon's, is no less than a human's...or rather, it's precisely because she's a demon that she's no less than a human.
Face, hair, skin, breasts.
All exuded the scent a female uses to attract males, and Haley felt as if invisible threads were pulling her along.
A lustful demon chuckled in the dark corners of her heart, manipulating the man's outstretched hand with her fingers. Just reach out, try harder, reach forward, and he could touch her.
"How do you like my body?"
"You...please stop acting like a god."
"Dr. Haley, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"No, I'm serious...it's such a waste that my body is in this state."
"Heh...I'll take that as a compliment."
She pressed down, her lips lightly brushing Haley's face. Then, she continued down his body, kissing him as she bent over.
In the quiet night, besides the sounds of bodies moving and parting the sticky mud, there was the sound of liquid. Kissing and sucking, the wet saliva mixing with the air made a loud sound, her nostrils twitching as she sniffed and followed the scent.
"Wait, wait...!"
"Shut up, just be quiet... I rarely find someone I like, so I'll give you special treatment."
Ah, she swallowed the man's penis in one gulp.
This was a taste she had never experienced before, exactly the same scent she smelled on Haley, but much stronger. The moment it entered her mouth, her entire body was filled with his scent, even her breath was filled with this salty, fishy smell. From her mouth to her throat, into her lungs, and then upwards through her nose.
Just as the snake demon exuded something that captivated men, an irresistible lust flowed in her blood.
Slurping, slurping.
She couldn't wait to suck, her long tongue swirling and intertwining with the saliva.
Only after it was fully erect and could no longer be contained in her mouth did it slowly emerge. But the snake's tongue remained coiled around it, circle after circle, coated with a mixture of lewd saliva and genital secretions. The tip of the red stamen, like an insect writhing in a slimy bath, writhed, its scarlet tongue merging with the deep red tip of the penis.
Haley, immersed in irresistible pleasure, trembled as he gradually narrowed his eyes. His hand, which had been on Moonlight's shoulder, slowly moved to her face.
"Even though it's my first time… are you satisfied?"
Her words were slurred due to her protruding tongue.
Haley's hand suddenly became rough; he pressed down on the back of Moonlight's head.
"Gulp…!?"
The erect and burning thing was once again inside her mouth, this time even pressing against her throat.
Then, she was pushed away again.
With a soft "plop," only the head of the penis remained inside her lips.
"Wait...!"
she tried to say.
But then, the sensation of her mouth being filled returned immediately. Insertion, withdrawal, insertion again, over and over, until she lost count of how many times her mouth had been filled—a gurgling sound, she suddenly felt a throbbing sensation from the base. A gurgling sound, all the way to the tip, and then, that hot, viscous, copious amount of something, whether she wanted it or not, all rushed in at once.
Ejaculation.
Because of this, Haley pressed her head tightly and arched his back.
A look of strain crossed Yueguang's face, her throat moving with difficulty. Several seconds later, Hailey slowly loosened his grip, and with a wet, slippery sound, her softened genitals, coated with a thick, white mixture of semen and saliva, slowly slipped from her lips, leaving glistening threads.
"Cough!"
Yueguang coughed twice, glaring angrily at Hailey.
"You idiot!"
"Ah...sorry, it was an accident...whoa!"
She pinned Hailey against the wall.
Yueguang licked her lips, swallowing her saliva.
"Never mind...hmm, I see, this is what semen tastes like."
A soft, warm breath emanated from her body.
Her cold skin had become warm, like a human's.
Panting, Hailey felt like prey, tightly bound by a snake demon.
There was no escape.
“I’ll keep you comfortable until I’m completely drained… You’ve gone this far, so you won’t have any complaints even if I eat you up in the end, right?”
As she said this, Moonlight suddenly let out a soft hum, her brows furrowed as if she were enduring something.
Then, her waist sank, and the two of them let out a groan as they both inhaled.

(9)
It was morning.
Just like the first time he left the swamp—did she do it?
Lying on the grass, Haley was still alive.
This was the entrance to the swamp.
This time, he had nothing more or less, and there were no words left by Moonlight in his mind.
It was as if nothing had happened.
(No, that’s definitely true…)
He got up and ran into the swamp almost without hesitation.
“Moonlight, hey! Moonlight! Are you there?”
Having received this ending, Haley naturally had a lot to ask.
It couldn’t end
like this. However, the swamp seemed to be rejecting him; no matter where Haley went, he was always met with the same scene at the entrance.
After trying for an unknown amount of time, Hailey could only return in disappointment.
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Everyone was surprised by Hailey's return; they thought the village chief had killed him and thrown him into the swamp. That was a monster's territory, and no one dared to retrieve his body.
"What happened to the village chief...?"
"Him..."
The shrine maiden, Achi, seemed unwilling to recall that memory.
That very night, everyone heard the roars of vengeful spirits. He had been eaten, leaving only his skeleton. Achi wanted to drive away the spirits, but when she pleaded with the local deity, she was told that this was a just revenge and should not be disturbed.
From the fragments of the spirits' roars, they understood what had happened.
Then, they saw the porcelain jar the village chief was holding, and everyone thought of Hailey.
They assumed Hailey had met with misfortune.
Finally, Miss Aci told Hailey:
"I originally wanted to recycle that little jar, but it eventually turned into powder and disappeared... By the way, Dr. Hailey, how did you survive in the end?"
"Well..."
Hailey touched his lower abdomen and said:
"If I said that I was saved by a monster... would you believe me?"

(10)
Hailey settled down here and did not intend to leave.
He built a wooden house near the swamp, and although many people advised Hailey not to live in such a dangerous place, he did not change his mind.
"I think no one knows this swamp better than me. You can find many excellent medicinal herbs in it."
For this reason, he settled there.
He treated patients when they sought medical help, and when no one was around, he would play with the herbs in the yard by himself.
From spring to summer, from summer to autumn, from autumn to winter, and from winter to spring.
It went on and on... How many times did it go on?
But none of that mattered anymore.
Because in this last winter, Hailey returned from his medical outing at night.
"It's so cold..."
Her breath turned white as she spoke, and her footsteps crunched on the snow.
Haley saw someone at his doorstep.
"Are you... a patient?"
He already knew the answer when he asked.
—She wasn't a patient.
She looked perfectly healthy.
She asked, "It's a bit cold outside, can I come in and sit for a while?"
Haley countered, "I've been waiting for you for so long... what have you been doing?"
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long, because... I wanted to show you my true form." She touched her hair with a hint of reluctance, "I was planning to come back after my hair's color returned to normal... but I couldn't wait any longer."
A white snake, a monster like that, should have white scales, white skin, and white hair.
But Moonlight's hair was still black.
Was it because the poison and resentment hadn't dissipated?
Haley said to her,
"No, it doesn't matter what you look like anymore. It's good that you're back... welcome back."

"Yes, I'm back."

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