Raising Octopus Juvenile

The next day, Cecil slept until near noon and barely woke up.

In other words, being harassed by Lanny wake up.

She was confused, slept drowsy, and suddenly felt something soft and slippery sweeping across her waist. She felt itchy, and subconsciously wanted to remove the thing, only to find that she couldn't lift her arm at all.

The whole body is aching, and the bones are falling apart.

"Hmm..." Cecil tried to move, then let out a painful hum.

The next second, a soft kiss fell on her lips.

She suddenly opened her eyes as if frightened--

It happened to meet a pair of emerald green eyes.

"Cecile, you finally woke up." Lanny stared at her straight, with a pure and content smile on her face.

Cecil's cheeks heated up in an instant, and soon, transparent red appeared all over his body.

She suddenly realized that she was still hugging Lanny tightly, and the one who fiddled around her waist was Lanny's tentacles!

"Take your paws away!" She yelled in embarrassment like a cat with its tail trampled on.

Lanny blinked innocently, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "But you made me tighter last night."

"I, I..." Cecil blushed almost bloody, "I haven't said anything like that!"

"you have."

"I do not have!"

"you have."

"I didn't... uh..."

Her sophistry was expertly swallowed by the other party. The tips of the tongues of the two intertwined, and the crystal thin lines were intertwined. Amid the rapidly accelerating heartbeat, she heard Lanny's trance voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

"You said last night that you like to kiss deeper."

Cecil: "...huh?"

Before she could react, Lanni's tongue suddenly became slender and slippery, turning into soft tentacles, reaching directly into her delicate throat.

"...... Wu Wu Wu Wuwu!" Cecil was blocked flushed little face, from ear to ear, eye end oozing drops of crystal tears.

——It's not such a deep idiot!

Lanny immediately retracted his tongue and stroked her lovingly: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Cecil's teary eyes were hazy, and he nodded pitifully.

With a remorseful expression, Lanny held her face gently, and gently licked away the teardrops hanging around the end of her eyes.

Cecil lay in his arms, his whole body sore, and unable to stop the tentacles that wandered around, he could only be at his mercy like a puddle of mud.

Fortunately, she doesn't have a maid anymore, otherwise the maid would definitely come and wake her up according to the situation today.

Then she would be embarrassed.

Cecil whispered wearily: "Lanny...I should get up."

When Lenny heard the words, his beautiful face was crumpled, and he asked in a low voice: "Cecile..."

Cecil said weakly: "Are you trying to make me die?"

Lanny flattened her mouth, and then reluctantly hugged her up.

Cecil lifted the quilt, saw the deep and shallow marks on the skin, and suddenly felt a headache.

This is too exaggerated, right?

She went down and tried to stand up, but her legs became weak and she couldn't stand at all.

Lanny hugged her quickly.

"Stay away from me." She glared at him angrily.

Lanney felt aggrieved at once.

What's the matter with Cecil, he was very happy before, but now he is suddenly angry.

He wanted to hold Cecil, but Cecil slapped his paw unceremoniously. Cecil walked slowly to the closet, frowning in search of tight enough clothes.

Lanny stood behind her, looking at her pitifully: "Cecile..."

"Did Stella taught you?" Cecil asked without looking back.

Lanny: "Huh?"

"I said..." Cecil took a deep breath, and the sourness deep inside his body surged again. "Did Stella teach you how to... that?"

Lanny: "Yes, it's her."

Without hesitation, he sold Stella in an instant.

"I knew it was that bastard..." Cecil gritted his teeth, wishing to tear Stella apart.

That dead demon must be deliberate!

She took out a high-necked long skirt with the skirt hanging down to her calf and walked slowly to the mirror.

Lanny volunteered: "I will help you wear it."

Cecil slapped his hand away like a fly. "You go away."

Lanny: "〒﹏〒"

Why is she whining like this.

Cecil wanted to go to Stella to settle the account, but she guessed that she would be laughed at by Stella in this way. After thinking about it, she had to give up the idea for the time being.

She asked the servant to deliver the meal to the room, and under Lenny's resentful gaze, she finished her lunch.

Then he pushed Lanney back into the water tank, and then used a healing technique to eliminate the marks of different depths on his body.

Finally, connect with Bode and take the little octopus to the black tower.

"You seem to be very tired today." Bode looked at her inquisitively.

Cecil said listlessly: "I didn't sleep well last night."

"I didn't sleep well...?" Bode raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze shifted subtly, and landed on the little octopus.

Cecil: "It's just a nightmare, you old and unscrupulous, can you stop thinking about it!"

"I didn't say anything, you know what I was thinking?" Bode raised his lips slightly, his eyes were ambiguous and pointed.

Cecil: "..."

There was a suspicious light red on the tips of her ears, and she simply changed the subject.

"Okay, hurry up and get down to business. What are you going to do with Lanney?"

Bode lazily propped his chin, raised his eyelids and said, "Of course it is to study him further."

"Research?"

"Yes." Bode slowly raised his eyes, his eyes serious, "I need to confirm whether he is really harmless to you."

Cecil's heart moved slightly, and his voice softened unconsciously: "What do you want to do? I'll be fine."

Bode was surprised: "Are you coming?"

Cecil nodded: "Lanny doesn't want to communicate with other people, so I can only do this."

"Are you going to have another sympathy with him?" Bode frowned slightly, looking worried, "But, I'm afraid..."

"I know your concerns. It doesn't matter, it doesn't make any difference to do it once or twice, otherwise Lenny is unwilling, and you can't force him."

The little octopus poked his head from her sleeve and looked at Bode warily.

"...Well, I will look after you by the side." Bode reluctantly compromised, "Be careful, as long as you repeat everything you see to me, you don't need to stay for too long, remember?"

Cecil nodded: "Remember."

As before, she cut her finger and slowly blended with the blue blood of the little octopus.

Cecil fell into endless darkness again.

The brain was blank for a moment, and then Cecil's consciousness slowly recovered in deathly silence.

She moved her eyelids slightly and opened her eyes little by little.

What caught my eye was a terrifying and familiar scene.

The scarlet moon, the dark night, and the floating air. These are exactly the same as her dreams that night, even the buildings on the street are exactly the same, and they are also flipped mirror images, appearing quiet and weird in the dark night.

Cecil remembered the last encounter, his body could not help being tense, showing a state of responding to the enemy.

Suddenly, she heard a faint roar from the earth. She patrolled around, trying to find out where the movement was coming from. The next second, the sudden change suddenly appeared.

Numerous ugly monsters rushed towards her from the end of darkness.

Cecil: "!"

She opened her eyes wide in shock, and subconsciously wanted to run back.

However, the monsters couldn't touch her body at all. The scene in the dream reappeared, the night sky ripped through huge cracks, and the water poured down turbulently.

The world was submerged by the sea again, and she also fell into the water.

The difference is that this time she didn't see those dense eyes again. When she fell rapidly, countless soft tentacles stretched out from the dark water, slowly wrapping around her body.

She couldn't resist, couldn't struggle, she could only watch the red moon immersed in the sea vaguely.

She was slowly swallowed by the squirming tentacles.

The world returned to darkness again.

Cecil woke up at Bode's call.

She rubbed her eyes and felt strangely tired. Bode looked at her worriedly and couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, it's just a little tired." She shook her head and replied softly.

"That's good..." Bode breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his eyes and said to her patiently, "So what do you see?"

Cecil thought for a while, and repeated everything he saw to Bode.

After listening, Bode touched his chin, thoughtfully: "So what you just saw is very similar to the dream you had before, and the way it ended in the end is also very consistent?"

Cecil: "Yeah, but I don't understand what it means at all."

Bodder paused and said, "Seeing the same scene twice in a row... What do you think this will be?"

Cecil pondered slightly: "Foresight?"

Bode's face was dark and did not speak. Cecil knew that he was thinking.

She lowered her head, touched the little octopus lying on her lap, and suddenly remembered something very important: "By the way, Bode, can you introduce me some powerful swordsmiths?"

Bode raised his eyebrows to look at her: "Why, do you want to learn swordsmanship?"

"No." Cecil shook his head and said, "My brother's birthday is coming soon. I want to find a handy sword for him as a gift."

"Oh, it turned out to be a gift..." Bode cast his mouth sourly, "I thought it was you who wanted to learn. I just wanted to say that I have..."

"What's the matter?" Cecil's eyes lit up.

Seeing Cecil's expectant gaze, Bode sighed slightly: "There are'billions of stars'."

Billions of stars.

Even Cecil, who has no interest in weapons, has heard of this famous sword.

Legend has it that this is a famous sword that gathers the power of stars, which can cut through the darkness with one sword, and it has existed for nearly a thousand years.

"I didn't expect billions of stars to be with you." Cecil held his face in both hands and looked at Bode with a smile. "Teacher Bode, can I take a look?"

Bode gave her an angry look: "Come with me."

Bode got up, put his hands in the outer pockets of his black robe, and walked towards the stairs unhurriedly. Cecil hugged the little octopus and followed him, and the two went all the way down the stairs to the bottom of the black tower.

"I didn't expect you to hide such a precious sword here. I thought this place was just your utility room." Cecil said in disbelief.

Bode turned the key in his hand and said lazily: "This is indeed a utility room."

Cecil: "..."

So billions of stars are no different from debris in his eyes.

Bode opened the door, and the two walked in and came to a dusty box. Bodder muttered the spell silently, and the box "bang" opened, revealing the contents.

The wide box was filled with weird objects, and a beautiful silver long sword was lying quietly among these clutter.

Although this sword has no decorations and looks very simple, Cecil can still see the almost perfect craftsmanship from the details of the sword.

Even though there was dust floating in the air, the long sword was still clean and holy, as if wrapped in a faint halo.

Cecil felt that this sword was a perfect match for Arnold.

"Mr. Bode..." Cecil looked at Bode blankly, and said to him in an extremely well-behaved tone, "Well, can you give me this sword?"

Bode was expressionless: "Did you not have your birthday this year?"

Cecil nodded repeatedly, eyes full of expectation.

"……All right."

Bode glanced at her lazily, then snapped his fingers, and the silver long sword in the box slowly floated up and floated in front of Cecil.

"Then treat this sword as my birthday present to you. It's up to you to deal with it afterwards."