Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

Every time his manhood moved, it rubbed over her cl*toris. The hardened nub, already aroused by Dustin’s movements, created pleasure in itself. Uhk, huh, heuk… Andra put her hand against the wall and let out a sharp breath. This time, a warning sign was sent from her head. It’s really dangerous.

‘Oh, I want to c*m, please, please…’

Even though she had to shake off Dustin right away, It was difficult to do so. Gradually, her vision turned white. She just wanted to swallow the c*ck that was rubbing under her. No, really, this time… Time and time again she tried to pull herself together, but, sadly, her body reacted separately from her head. Andra was shaking her waist slightly.

“To put it in… Try begging.”

“Ah, Cra, zy, unngh!”

“Your body is already, asking for me to put it in, kegh, it’s a mess.”

Dustin was barely holding back from wanting to shove his d*ck into Andra’s p*ssy at any moment. Although his patience had already reached its limit, he was desperately waiting to see Andra beg. The desire to thrust into her soared to the maximum. He bit his lips hard to slow down his arousal even a little.

“Haa, Andra Avellin… Let’s see who wins.”

Dustin reached into Andra’s dress. Then he gripped her chest tightly. As her nipples stood tight against the stimulation, he pinched her nipples without letting go of them.

“Crazy, ah, uhk! Uhh!”

“I told you, I’ll make you, beg…”

The pert nipples were caressed by Dustin’s large hands. A tingling sensation ran through her body as if an electric current was flowing.

“You, you… think I don’t have, uhh, uhk, hands?”

Andra, who struggled to keep herself together, removed one of her hands from the wall, grabbed the pillar, and glided down under it. Dustin flinched at the gesture. Without missing a moment’s notice, Andra lowered her hand further down and gently rubbed his pillar between the scrotum. Dustin could not bear it, and he sighed and buried his face in Andra’s nape.

“If you touch me like that, ha…”

The c*ck that was rubbing her p*ssy sped up as though it was digging straight inside. As her cl*toris was rubbed roughly, Andra felt her thighs tremble unbearably. Ah, ah! Dustin bit the back of Andra’s nape, leaving teeth marks.

“Du, Dustin, stop…!”

“Kehk…!”

All of a sudden, Dustin’s movements stiffened and, unable to bear it, he twisted his back and burst out with s*men. Andra also reached a similar climax. Lightning flashed in her head. It felt like a hot lump in her stomach was spreading all over her body. So, the two leaned against each other for a moment, breathing roughly.

After a while, Andra felt something heavy on her shoulder. At the same time, the sound of an even breathing was heard. As Andra shook Dustin’s body, Dustin, who had fallen asleep, collapsed to the floor helplessly. Seeing his sleepy face, she burst out laughing.

“You’re really something else.”

As he collapsed, she saw Dustin’s wrist, where a pattern that was half full shone brightly.

Two days later, as promised, the dungeon team gathered at a designated place. Just a month ago, it was in front of an ancient mural where Andra was studying and recording diligently for her graduation thesis.

Of course, the difference from that time was that instead of a messy desk near the mural, all kinds of research equipment and a rope to keep a certain distance from the entrance of the dungeon were hanging. People in white robes running around them were a bonus.

It was reminiscent of a large laboratory.

“Isn’t Miss Avellin nervous?”

Shamune came and talked to Andra, who had just come out of the partition, wearing her equipment. His face was full of nervousness, and anyone looking at it could mistake the person entering the dungeon for Shamune, not Andra. Andra answered, tying her long, wavy blonde hair together.

“Of course I’m nervous.”

“You don’t look nervous at all while saying that, do you?”

As Shamune said, Andra wasn’t very nervous. Rather, she wore her equipment, and a unique relaxedness was added to her, giving her the atmosphere of a veteran.

Andra smiled sheepishly and waved her hand.

“It just doesn’t look that way.”

It wasn’t a lie. Andra was somewhat nervous about going back into the dungeon. She only seemed relaxed in the eyes of others because she was more focused on other places than entering the dungeon.

In fact, she was paying more attention to finding clues to unlock the magic that she and Dustin had in place rather than attacking the dungeon.

“You can’t even go inside, so why are you so nervous?”

“I have my own role. We have to support the raiders from outside so that they can return safely. You never know when, where, or what will happen.”

Shamune said with a face full of enthusiasm and strength in his voice. Andra looked at Shamune with wonder.

“Aren’t you sad? I mean, you can’t go inside. In particular, this dungeon is a relatively safe dungeon for the general public.”

Others were clamoring to get in. Andra looked at the magic circle shining red in front of the mural. The magic circle was the entrance to the dungeon and the only exit. Sooner or later, Andra was going to enter the dungeon with the raiders through that magic circle.

Shamune followed Andra and looked at the magic circle, then shook his head flutteringly.

“I am more scared than I thought. I am satisfied just to be watching and supporting you so closely. I’ll be busy researching just the data that the raiders will bring.”

“You are very good at saying you have no ambition. That’s some pride.”

At that moment, Professor Velott suddenly intervened between the two of them. She looked at Shamune with displeasure and then turned her head away. And she said loudly, in a way as if to listen.

“How did I let such an idiot graduate?”

“Nevertheless, thank you for calling me at this great opportunity, Professor.”

“Don’t say such a thing!”

Hmm, just follow me. Professor Velott fluttered her white robe and left first. Despite the cold reaction, Shamune just smiled. He had a face like a saint. She couldn’t find any irritation even after rubbing her eyes. How can a person do that?

Andra couldn’t figure out whether Shamune had a pushover-like personality, or whether he had turned from working for Professor Velott for half a year. Whatever happened to the two of them, the pitiful one stays the same.

“Come on. I think the professor has something to tell you.”

“Yes, yes.”

Andra, who secretly glanced at Shamune with her pitiful eyes, followed him to the place where Professor Velott was.

Professor Velott was standing by the desk with Professor Jakalic. On the desk were piles of books and materials about ancient characters. Most of them were ancient characters unfamiliar to Andra’s eyes. Shamune, who double majored in linguistics, seemed to recognize a few, but that was all.

“Professor.”

“Andra, do you remember that the guide who went in earlier said that sometimes there were ancient inscriptions on the walls?”

Professor Vellott held out a piece of paper to Andra at once. Taking the sheet, Andra frowned at the first sight of picturesque lists of ancient characters. What else is this ancient script?

“I think this is different from the original Milam language, Professor.”

Aslan ancient murals are written in the original Milam language. Milam language is the most ancient language that has been passed down to the present day, and it was most likely the most common language of the continent at that time. For this reason, the students of archaeology had to study the Millam language from the first year.

However, the ancient Milam script, the root of the language, is difficult even for scholars, so many undergraduates were frustrated in this area. Andra too, who spoke fluent Milam from an early age as a daughter of a noble family, was not very confident in the ancient script.

“Look closely. Don’t you think I saw it somewhere?”

“What? Not really…”

“Andra, you said you saw another text before you got caught up in the dungeon.”

As Professor Vellott said, Andra found a strange character shining alone in an ancient mural and suddenly fell into the dungeon. She looked again at the ancient characters drawn on the paper—which could hardly be considered written. Looking back, she thinks she saw it back then…? But it was so fleeting that she couldn’t remember the details.

“I don’t really remember, but I think it was something like this. But I’m not sure.”

Andra, who had been looking at the text for a long time, pulled her lips apart in an unsure voice.

“But why are you showing this all of a sudden?”

“This is because based on the memories of the guide, it was concluded that the characters in the dungeon were the most similar to those characters.”

“Miss Avellin, the ancient script is Morgen language. It is the most difficult ancient text ever discovered to be deciphered. Virtually no scholar has ever deciphered this script.”

Professor Jakalic, a linguist and director of the Imperial Institute of Ancient Languages ​​and Literature, spoke in a serious tone. As Andra and Shamune’s heads moved toward him, he continued to explain.

“Morgen language is a script that was first discovered in Morgennis 100 years ago. But nothing has been found since then… The data are so scarce and still remain undeciphered in the form of a very original script. So it took a while for the guide to find the text he saw.”

“But the text is now in the dungeon.”

“Oh… Maybe the dungeon attack will be quite difficult.”

Andra and Shamune spoke in turn. Andra’s face hardened a little. She hoped for a clue in the dungeon, but the clue was written in unreadable characters.

This won’t do. When it comes to ancient dungeons, they should be thinking that other ancient characters other than Milam characters might be engraved. Of course, Professor Jakalic, a linguist, came along with this level, but they would not have known that undeciphered characters would appear.

“Well, the worst thing is that there is a riddle written in Morgen characters. Unless you decipher the text, you will not be able to solve the problem at all, so it will be difficult to attack the dungeon.”

“Yeah, maybe this dungeon might take the longest to conquer. It’s only natural to be dispatched to Morgennis.”

Andra’s face darkened at Professor Vellott’s next words. Morgennis. Morgennis was a border region in the southwestern part of the Empire, which could be reached in almost two months from the capital. For research, she would like to go to Morgennis at least once, but Andra couldn’t stay away from Dustin for more than a month. Even before graduation, her studies started to go wrong.

‘I’m doomed.’

Andra looked at the Morgen characters with a confused expression. How much better would she have been if the power of the Awakened she had was the ability to read all characters rather than magic. She could become a genius linguist in an instant, and the worries she’s having now wouldn’t have bothered her. Why is it called magic? She can’t even use it.

‘I will give you the ability to help you graduate…’

“Miss Avellin, are you okay? Your expression is dark…”

“It’s okay, Shamune. It’s just I don’t know what to do. I think I might not be able to graduate…”

“Ah… Cheer up. That’s all I can say.”

Shamune looked at Andra with really sad eyes. Andra frowned and returned the paper to Professor Jakalic.

“But just in case, I’ll go in this time and take a look at it with my own eyes. That’s why, please let me go inside.”

She may never know, but a miracle may happen and she will suddenly be able to read ancient scripts. Andra cleared her hardened face as she smiled at Professor Vellott and Professor Jakalic. Professor Jackalik comfortably handed Andra a small notebook.

“This is just in case, I collected as much data as possible about the Morgen texts and put them together. I hope it will be useful to Miss Avellin.”

“Ah, thank you, Professor Jakalic.”

Meanwhile, in front of the magic circle, she heard Cezanne calling the dungeon raiders. The promised time was approaching. Andra tucked the notebook into the front pocket of her prepared bag.

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