Defeating Magic Chapter 52: Mark me.

Chapter 52: Mark me. “Incompetent love, meaningless.” ….

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Mimosa

A broken choking sound flowed out from the shallow grass. Zhou Yan held back for a long time, and finally could not hold back his sobbing voice. The cry was swallowed by Luo Futu, and a few red marks were left on Luo Futu’s back that winded up, becoming more and more blurred.

The grass was covered with leaves, and branches hung low, trembling with the breeze. They were thickly colored. Zhou Yan clung to Luo Futu’s shoulders, but even the most stubborn ones could not bear it, and his voice trembled as he shouted, “High Priest….”

This seemed to be a tacit signal of mercy between them that both sides knew well. Zhou Yan was already defiant, and it was a soft word that he was forced to call him.

Luo Futu squeezed his fingers through Zhou Yan’s fingers and held him tightly as he kissed him on the forehead, “Wait a little longer.”

“Half…. You said that half an hour ago!”

“Not that long…. Don’t let go, hold me.”

Zhou Yan cried a bit miserably as he felt out of control. Luo Futu seemed to want to squeeze into his body, plus he had just received his memories, so the whole thing was confusing. Luo Futu’s body was hot, and Zhou Yan guessed it might be caused by candle nine yin’s curse, his body seemed to have flames burning inside.

“Zhou Yan, let me mark you.” Zhou Yan choked as he inhaled, not rejecting it outright. Luo Futu lowered his head to kiss his eyes, “Okay?”

Zhou Yan wanted to refuse, but under the effect of pheromone and electrical signals, he could no longer think properly, Luo Futu kept trying repeatedly at the edge of Zhou Yan’s breakdown, and finally he could not hold back. His tears gushed out along with whimpers, “…. Mark me! I give you permission…. No, no, no… oh….”

Luo Futu froze and kissed him in ecstasy, and the second half of Zhou Yan’s words were swallowed up. With the kiss, he felt the change in his body. The two intertwined and Luo Futu finally became knotted deeply in place, Zhou Yan bit Luo Futu’s shoulder and tore out a cry. The flushing sensation continued for a long time, and Zhou Yan almost fainted because of this mark.

After a long time, it finally calmed down and the anxious air became tranquil again. Zhou Yan curled up exhausted in Luo Futu’s arms, his brain buzzing, unable to return to his senses.

…. What stupid thing did he just do?

Luo Futu hugged Zhou Yan tightly, and his lips fell on his shoulder. He opened his hand to hold Zhou Yan’s neck, stroking the back of his neck back and forth, as if he thought he should say something. In the end, he just pressed against his face.

Zhou Yan’s rapid breathing gradually settled down and he closed his eyes, as if he was feeling remorseful for his impulsive moment.

Luo Futu, sensitive to his mood change, suddenly smiled slightly and asked, “Regretting it?” Zhou Yan did not say anything. Luo Futu hugged him tightly and took him completely in his arms, “It’s too late.”

Listen, this guy talks like a villain no matter what time it is. However, it was not Zhou Yan’s style to talk about regret after something had happened, and it didn’t help…. Although he really did regret it.

He agreed that he was marked only on a momentary impulse, which probably lasted only a thousandth of a second, and Luo Futu seized this thousandth of a second….

Well, the moment of being marked, although felt very regretful, it did undeniably produce a strong pleasure. No wonder there would always be omegas stealing the forbidden fruit, forgetting that they may need to pay the price nine months after.

For a long time, Luo Futu heard a hoarse voice from the person in his arms, “Use your cleansing technique, help me a little….”

Luo Futu initially did not react, but later realized that Zhou Yan was worried about the results of this mark. For example, pregnancy.

From his point of view, Zhou Yan should have a very difficult time to conceive. During their first time, Luo Futu found that Zhou Yan’s reproductive cavity was not like an omega, it was almost atrophied, closer to the state of an alpha.

Luo Futu deliberately said, “If you do get pregnant, you should give birth.”

This sentence seemed to stimulate Zhou Yan. He suddenly sat up and grabbed Luo Futu’s neck, “Cleaning spell!”

“…. Okay, okay!” Luo Futu hurriedly agreed – so this joke was not funny for Zhou Yan? This guy, his eyes were all red….

Luo Futu was forced to lean back, while Zhou Yan looked down at him with no expression, “Let’s begin.”

Luo Futu sighed and gently stroked his waist, using his spell while complaining, “Why are you staring at me like I’m a thief? I’m not interested in children either.”

Zhou Yan smiled in silence and thought of the relationship between Luo Futu and his father, a monstrous relationship that could not have fostered much expectation for father-son bonding. Zhou Yan picked up the clothes near him and put them on his body, tying the buttons thoughtfully. He wanted to help Luo Futu untie his knot, but felt that he should not open his scars freely – if Luo Futu’s knot could be untied by a word or two of persuasion, it would not be a remarkable knot.

Luo Futu saw that Zhou Yan was hesitant to say anything, so he couldn’t help but ask, “What do you want to say?”

Zhou Yan raised his eyes and looked at Luo Futu. He deliberated for a long time, and finally said in a roundabout way, “Do you…. Do you believe in love?”

–He wanted to say that his father had loved his mother, that his birth was the result of their love, and that he was born out of love, not a curse.

Luo Futu’s mother believed in Buddhism. Zhou Yan saw a clip or two in his memories, his mother was chanting Buddhist sutras, and her jewelry also had Buddhist beads and other things…. Then his father gave him the name “Futu”, completely to please his mother.

Zhou Yan was not a nosy person, and just thought of the many children who were not liked by their parents and thus had childhood shadows, which often led to such doubts. Zhou Yan was worried that Luo Futu would also think so…. But this was after all a shadow that had been around for 400 years, Zhou Yan wanted to say it more politely, but once he opened his mouth, it turned out to be like this.

Luo Futu looked at him and raised his eyebrows, “I believe.”

–This expression showed that he didn’t believe.

Zhou Yan knew that he had misunderstood and lowered his head to fasten his button, “Don’t look at me like that, I didn’t mean it. I don’t believe in eternal love either, but I just can’t deny its existence.”

Zhou Yan’s words went round and round, still not getting to the point, but Luo Futu seemed to understand, frowning, “There are also some types of love that have no value in existence.”

Luo Futu could understand what he meant, since they had a neuronal fusion in the mecha bin. Luo Futu felt a subtle heart-to-heart feeling between himself and Zhou Yan, and Luo Futu could also detect when Zhou Yan changed his mind. This situation was different from the direct conversation in the sea of knowledge, but more like a telepathy. It was very wonderful, so Luo Futu was not completely ignorant of what Zhou Yan wanted to say.

Zhou Yan froze for a moment when he heard this, and he looked at Luo Futu who was also staring at him, “Incompetent love, meaningless.”

“….” Zhou Yan had actually heard him say this, and also in Luo Futu’s memory, he said this to his father.

Luo Futu killed his father with his own hands, and he hated him for his cowardice and incompetence, for his inability to protect his mother, and that’s what Luo Futu said as he cried and poured out his love for his mother.

He was not good at counseling, so he didn’t mention it again.

Zhou Yan had just finished putting on his clothes and before he could stand up, he was suddenly picked up by Luo Futu. He subconsciously grabbed his arms and his voice changed tone, “Put me down!”

Luo Futu ignored him and carried him directly towards the mecha, “Can you stand still?”

He thought the marker was something for an ordinary omega. Even just smelling the pheromone of an alpha would have made them too weak to stand, let alone in this situation. Zhou Yan was still mentally the same alpha that could pilot a mecha in three battles, but his body was now a real omega. Why keep trying to be strong?

“And it’s dark, and the roads are not good.”

…. How can he say such things as it’s dark, who was delaying all the time that it became dark?

Zhou Yan was being carried by Luo Futu like this, and his face turned red. He couldn’t say that he didn’t understand as such details of daily life would clearly remind him that he was no longer an alpha, which made Zhou Yan feel more ashamed than sleeping with him.

…. His point of shame was indeed a bit strange.

Luo Futu put Zhou Yan in the passenger seat of the mecha bin and sat himself down in the driver’s seat, while Zhou Yan gave him a somewhat worried look, “I’d better do it.”

Luo Futu couldn’t accept the neuron connection as he had already had one accident, and Zhou Yan didn’t want him to try it again. He said he wanted to pull the handle to pull the connector to the passenger side, but Luo Futu, who was sitting on the driver’s seat, pressed his hand. He smiled and came over to Zhou Yan. His other hand propped up on his side, and Luo Futu fastened Zhou Yan’s seat belt before he stared at him, “Sit tight, don’t move.”

Zhou Yan saw him pull the handle and frowned, “No need to force….”

“No.” Luo Futu gave him a look, “Last time, it was because I was not mentally prepared, reflexively rejecting it. And I have always hated spiritual spells, the sense of rejection is too strong to cause that result. This time, I will accept it of my own accord.”

Luo Futu did not lie, if it was just a machine that wanted to invade his consciousness, there was nothing wrong with it and he could let it in.

Of course, in the end, he didn’t trust the machine, but rather he trusted Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan stared nervously at Luo Futu – it was indeed a very simple process. After several generations of improvements, the mecha had long since stopped feeling overly foreign to the driver when making neuronal connections. Over the years, there had rarely been a case of a mecha going berserk as a result of a connection. It was Luo Futu who was too perceptive.

This time, the connection didn’t seem to be too much of a problem, as the brightly glowing tentacles successfully connected to Luo Futu’s spine, and the A2 mecha’s eyes flickered for a moment before the big guy stood up from the ground.

Zhou Yan was relieved to see this, but at the same time he was also worried about something else. As he suspected, Li Qing was unable to pilot the mecha because he had not made the right connection with it. After Luo Futu connected to the “energy-depleted” mecha, it was able to operate normally.

“Are you worried if ordinary people can’t drive the mecha properly?”

Zhou Yan gave him a surprised look, “How do you know?”

Luo Futu raised his eyebrows, “Can’t you feel what I’m thinking?”

Zhou Yan looked at him suspiciously and shook his head slightly, “What are you talking about, of course I can’t feel it, not everyone can read minds.”

This was too counter-intuitive.

Luo Futu hesitated for a moment – so that’s it, he thought the two of them would become connected by an accidental neuron connection, but it turned out to be just his own unilaterally like this…. Luo Futu didn’t know how to read minds, but because of this accidental neuron connection with Zhou Yan, he could read his mind.

Luo Futu suddenly smiled, “I don’t know how to read minds, but I can read yours.”

–That’s good, he’s not interested in other people either.

What he said seemed like a love story, and Zhou Yan was a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously averted his eyes, “Boring, can you drive seriously?”

“I’m not lying.” Luo Futu said, and suddenly came forward to kiss Zhou Yan gently on the side of the ear. He fiercely turned his head to stare at him, and Luo Futu came to him, “Sorry, really can not help it…. Do you want me to give you a preview next time?”

“…. Can you concentrate a little bit?”

Luo Futu then cupped Zhou Yan’s chin and said seriously, “Okay, I’ll concentrate on the kiss.”

“….”