Chapter 1183: Can You Take Off The Mask

Vivienne was about to speak but Brooke's voice echoed out, "He'll never be the same after his torture. Archer was thinking about how he fell into her trap because of his love for women. He's paranoid about his appearance."
Everyone looked concerned, but she continued, "He was extremely handsome and knew it. Now imagine how he feels that most people would see him as a ghoulish creature. Especially because of the leaking pus and blood."
When the group heard her explanation, Talila questioned with a worried expression, "Is there any way to heal him?"
The older woman shrugged before speaking. "I'm not sure Tali. I'll go see my friend Natalia on the central continent. She is a powerful healer and I'll get her opinion on the matter to see if anything can be done."
Alexa's face turned pale, a mix of shock and concern washing over her, mirrored by Nefertiti, who was normally strong crumbled with worry when hearing the news. Talila gently guided them to sit, her expression soft with worry as she tried to comfort them.
Brooke, her face set in determination, spoke up, her voice cutting through the tension. "I'm going to Verdantia. Try not to bother him; his mood's not good right now."
Talila nodded, offering a faint smile as she suggested, "I'll take Alexa and the succubus for some tea to help calm down."@@novelbin@@
Meanwhile, Ella led Sia and Vivienne toward the dungeons, her gaze distant, as she was worried about Archer, but soon enough she couldn't wait to exact some revenge on the woman that her beloved.
Ten minutes later, they entered the prison where guards chained the pink-haired woman to the wall, and she struggled against her bonds. Vivienne's smile grew wicked as she grabbed the woman before jumping into the Domain.
Sia followed behind after the half-elf said goodbye
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While the harem rushed around, each one trying to help in their own way, Archer sat alone in front of the fire. The flickering flames cast dancing shadows across his scarred face, but his mind was elsewhere.
He couldn't shake the image of Vivienne's face when he removed his mask, the way her red eyes had widened in horror, the recoil that sliced through him like a blade. The sting of that moment settled in his chest, more painful than any of the wounds.
'It's not her fault. My face is pretty to look at,' he thought while taking out a hamburger as his stomach rumbled.
Archer started eating but thanks to his mutilated tongue and opened cheeks that oozed poison he couldn't eat. He got angry before throwing the food into the fire while muttering in an unintelligible voice, "Fuck that bitch, I can't eat until I'm healed."
After doing that, someone appeared in the room, causing him to sigh, but soon enough, a pair of soft hands reached his cut-free shoulders. Mary's soothing voice sounded in his ear, "Stay still, my love. I want to help you relax."
Archer gave her a weak nod, causing her to drop to her knees while pulling his pants down. His cock popped out, causing her to tease, "So you're near death, but your monster is standing at attention waiting for little old me?"
Mary shook her head with a giggle, "Doesn't surprise me as you're a lust-filled dragon who loves his women."
Following that, she leaned forward before engulfing his cock with her warm mouth that sent pleasure shooting through his body, but pain joined it making him grit his teeth while Mary's
head bobbed up and down.
Archer groaned as her tongue swirled around his shaft, which made the pain fade away as she chased it away. Mary was getting more intense as she felt him enjoying it, causing her to
moan, "Mmmghh~~."
The taste was driving her crazy, but soon she deep-throated him until her face pressed up against his waist. Archer was in heaven when feeling the restricting feeling that caused him to start cumming into her stomach.
Mary was enjoying every second that his cock was down her throat, causing her pussy to grow wet. He was going to say something, but she put her finger on his lip before leaning up and
swallowing his load.
Archer watched as she gulped before smiling, "Delicious handsome, I'm glad that bitch didn't hurt this treasure. I want babies one day."
When hearing this, he let out a laugh, causing a sharp jolt of pain through his body. Deciding
he needed a break, Archer slowly stood up and made his way toward the nearby bed. Mary, watching him with a puzzled expression, couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
'Lying down, join me, my love,' his voice echoed in his mind.
Mary beamed, a soft smile spreading across her face as she followed him. Once Archer settled into the bed, he gently pulled her beside him, wrapping his arms around her in a tight
embrace.
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