Cucking The Demon King
Chapter 38: Meeting with Nurse Clair again[R18]

Chapter 38: Meeting with Nurse Clair again[R18]

The rest of the class simply watched as they wheeled him out of the training ground, their eyes widened in shock.

As for Emma, she turned her head away from them, with her fists clenched in annoyance.

The combat instructor simply nodded at them, not finding any issue in their action.

Crack!

Just then, the pole in his hands cracked in the middle, splitting into two.

The broken part fell to the ground with a low thud, while the other end remained in his grip, cracks spiderwebbing down its surface.

’It... broke?’ Kurt thought, his gaze locked on the broken off part in disbelief.

—"Look, the weapon’s broken..."

—"Of course, there no way it can handle the instructor’s blessing."

—"Liam’s lucky to even survive."

—"Yeah... I wish I had such a strong blessing."

Murmurs started rising once again among the students, however, most of them were about his blessing being so powerful that such an ordinary weapon couldn’t withstand it.

Kurt on the other hand, just kept staring at the broken pole in shock.

’No... that’s not it...’ He mumbled inwardly, a frown appearing on his face.

What most people didn’t know was that his power didn’t just increase the weight of something, it also increased its durability.

If only the weight was doubled, then the object would simply crumble into dust before he did anything.

Back when he hit Liam, the durability of the pole had been increased along with its weight, and with how high he adjusted the weight, it was certainly very durable.

It wasn’t supposed to break just like that, unless... there had been something wrong in his calculations.

’Liam Wilshere... just how strong has your body gotten?’ He thought, his eyes flashing with a complicated glint. ’A physical blessing? I’ve never seen anything like this before.’

***

Meanwhile...

"He’s such a beauty Elsa. Are you sure you want to let him go... just like that?" One of the girls beside Elsa said, staring at the ward door in front of her with a blush on her cheeks.

She shyly shook her head, her black hair swaying back and forth, its silky strands brushing against her shoulders.

However, she quickly regained her composure, a faint blush still lingering on her cheeks as she folded her arms beneath her chest.

This subtle action caused her breasts to press together and push upward, emphasizing their fullness in a way that seemed entirely unintentional yet impossible to ignore.

While she wasn’t as beautiful as Elsa, she was still pretty, with a sexy and curvaceous body.

The other girl nodded in agreement, her delicate fingers brushing away a few loose strands of brown hair that had fallen across her face.

The simple gesture highlighted the soft curve of her cheek, her eyes gleaming with quiet determination.

Meanwhile, Elsa just smirked, her bright blue eyes still locked on the door, that it seemed like she could see through it.

"Don’t worry... I won’t let him slip away." She muttered, the smirk on her face growing wider, to the point where it seemed almost creepy.

’You’ll be mine Liam... and mine alone.’ She thought, letting out a low giggle.

After that, they turned around, heading back to the training ground while discussing among themselves.

*

Liam exhaled, slowly sitting up on the stretcher.

He couldn’t help but think back to the three girls who brought him here, and a smirk tugged at his lips.

’Elsa William... to think she’d be interested in me.’ He thought, his eyes flickering with a sinister glint. ’That’s nice.’

"You... again..." The voice of a familiar nurse suddenly drifted into his ears, and all thoughts of Elsa were immediately wiped off his mind.

"Yeah nurse Clair... who would have guessed..." Liam said, flashing a smirk at the nurse.

Nurse Clair stood shakily before Liam, her clipboard clutched tightly to her chest as if it were a shield.

Her dark brown hair, tied into a loose ponytail, fell over one shoulder, the strands framing her beautiful face. Her black eyes, deep and alluring, flickered uneasily as they darted anywhere but at Liam.

She wore a pristine white uniform that hugged her voluptuous figure in all the right places, emphasizing her bountiful breasts and curvy hips.

Her thick thighs pressed together as she shifted uncomfortably, her polished shoes clicking softly against the tiled floor.

It was clear she was trying to maintain her composure, but her avoidance of eye contact only added to the tension in the room.

"Of all the people... it had to be you," she muttered under her breath, pretending to be deeply engrossed in the notes on her clipboard.

Liam’s smirk widened as he leaned back slightly on the stretcher, letting his eyes roam over her figure unabashedly.

"What else can I say? I didn’t get myself injured... and besides, I missed you." He teased, his tone dripping with amusement.

Clair’s cheeks turned a faint shade of pink as the memories of what happened between them the last time flooded into her mind, but she didn’t respond.

Instead, she cleared her throat and stepped closer, her professional demeanor slipping back into place, though her fingers tightened their grip on the clipboard.

"You seem well enough to make jokes," She said flatly, finally glancing at him for the briefest moment before quickly averting her gaze again. "But you shouldn’t push yourself too hard. You look like you’ve taken quite the beating."

Her words were quite stern, but her voice carried a softness that made Liam’s smirk grow even wider.

Though his wounds were already healing, there was still a red imprint on his abdomen, left behind by Kurt’s pole slamming into him.

"You sound worried about me, Nurse," he said, his tone laced with playful mockery. "Could it be that you actually care?"

Clair’s brows knitted slightly, her black eyes narrowing as she shot him a sharp glare.

"N-no, I’m just doing my job." she snapped, though the blush on her cheeks betrayed her.

Liam chuckled, finding her flustered state far too entertaining. He sat up straighter, wincing slightly as the ache in his abdomen reminded him of the earlier fight. "Relax, I’m just teasing," he said, raising his hands in mock surrender.

Clair took a deep breath, forcing herself to maintain her composure. "Let’s just get this over with," She said, stepping closer to examine him.

’I’m only touching him... no examining him... nothing more... there’s nothing going on...’ She kept mumbling inwardly, her hands hovering uncertainly before finally settling on his arm.

Her breath hitched in her throat, feeling his toned, athletic muscles beneath her palm, and her face turned bright like a tomato.

’He’s... so warm...’ She thought, swallowing a huge gulp.

The close proximity only made things worse for Clair. She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her heart race in a way she didn’t want to acknowledge.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she checked for bruises, her mind racing with thoughts she struggled to suppress.

Things only got worse for her when she got to his torso, her heat beating even faster as her fingers slid across his rock hard abs.

"Haa..." She gasped, subconsciously caressing his abs, trialing a finger across the light red wound spread across them.

"Ouch..." Liam’s low grunt jolted her out of her thought, snapping her back to reality.

"I-I’m sorry..." She mumbled in embarrassment, realising that in her daze, she had unknowingly pressed the wound a bit too hard.

"It’s okay." Liam replied, flashing a warm smile at her.

Nonetheless, that didn’t ease the feeling of embarrassment in Clair, but she simply nodded, continuing with her examination.

’Focus... just focus...’ She kept telling herself, letting out a low gasp.

Liam, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying himself. The way her hands lingered a moment too long, the way her cheeks flushed a deeper red with every passing second—he found it all incredibly amusing.

"You’re good at this," He remarked, his voice dropping to a lower, more intimate tone. "Are you always this gentle, or is it just for me?"

Clair froze, her black eyes snapping up to meet his for the first time since she entered the room.

Her lips parted as if she were about to say something, but no words came out. Instead, she quickly pulled her hands away and turned her back to him, clearly flustered.

"Just... stay still," she said, her voice wavering slightly as she tried to regain control of the situation. "I need to finish the examination."

Liam leaned back, his smirk still firmly in place as he stared at her perfectly rounded backside, which bounced softly at even the slightest motion.

He had to admit, watching her struggle to maintain her composure around him was quite exhilarating, especially with the chance to feast his eyes on her sexy body thrown in the mix.

"Whatever you say, nurse," He said, his tone dripping with amusement.

Clair took a moment to compose herself before turning back around, her face set in a determined expression. "This won’t take long," She said, more to herself than to him.

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