The Power of Creation – Chapter 292

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“Thank you, king of Riun.” The princess of the eagle tribe bowed. “You have saved us all.”

“Yeah… yeah…” You sigh, walking off to check on your army on the wall.

Over the last week, you have been in over a hundred skirmishes. With your powers, there is little waiting. You can instantly teleport your army anywhere, surprising the enemy and wiping them out in a heartbeat. Over the last week, you’ve refined your swordsmanship which was only downloaded into your body magically using the true heat of battle.

Admittedly, your body is invincible. In the last 100 battles, you would have been killed with an arrow ten times, and skewered by a lucky blade you weren’t paying attention to another fifteen. So overall, you would have survived 75% of the battles you were in, and with every battle you were growing better and better at it. Soon, even Snow White was growing impressed with battle prowess, which is no longer a matter of tweaking powers and now involves actual experience.

Of course, Florian, Snow White, Kida, and Merida were all there to provide you pointers. Florian’s pointers were the only ones that didn’t devolve into sex eventually. So, for all intent and purposes, you ended up learning more from Florian than you did from the others. You also used Florian’s talents to summon some modern warfare, and you now have a gun unit and even a couple tanks.

Suffice it to say, this eagle tribe is one of three dozen demihumans tribes you’ve already saved. The remaining survivors were brought into the walls of this city which functions as your main headquarters for launching this campaign. Every battle leaves some dead or wounded and some joining your army. Overall, it’s been a surplus, and your army is now the largest force in the mainland. As Grimhilde put it, if every remaining land rose up against you at this moment, even without your own magic skills, your army would be able to steamroll them.

Steamroll is exactly what you needed to do, because there are only a few weeks left until the Demon god breaks into this world. With two Demonlords left, the timing is narrow.

Perhaps, you’d be more excited about this development, but there is just one caveat. No matter how many slavers you cut down, more always come. At first, you had assumed it was a failure of communication. Perhaps you moved too fast for the slavers to hear about their own demise. However, a week had gone by, and there has been more than enough time for the slavers to hear their forces were being systematically wiped out.

These aren’t soldiers, after all. These are slavers looking for a profit. It makes no logical sense that they would throw their lives away attacking the demi-humans and trying to enslave women long after the demi-humans have received reinforcements and mounted a proper resistance.  Yet, these slavers still came in massive waves, riding in to raid every town. When all the small ones had formed into larger walled cities (the walls magically grown overnight by you), they also started banding together to form larger armies.

“These guys… they’re not sanctioned by the human realm.” Kida surmises.

“What do you say that?” I ask.

“We sent a bird to the capital city, to King Eric. He’s offered assistance, and insisted that these are not his. As far as the slaves, he reported he shut down the slave trade three weeks ago, and has seen no influx of illegal activity. In other words, the slaves aren’t being sold in the human realm.”

“Then… just where are the slaves going?” You ponder out loud. “Who would possibly need to enslave nearly 50,000 demi-human women.”

This is only any estimate. Based on your best guess, the entirety of the demi-human realm was made of a couple million demi-humans. That number is probably half that now, with as many as 50,000 women in collars and chains being taken god knew where.

A horn blasted, causing you to walk up to the wall of the city and glance out. A massive slaver army has grown outside the walls of this city. Your army is currently garrisoned inside the city, so you are relatively safe. Even if you can’t summon food as much as you wanted to or leave with the flick of a finger, the harpy forces could easily fly over and bring in supplies. Basically, unless they attack you full force, they are only wasting their time.

“What are they doing?” Grimhilde asks suspiciously.

It was then that you notice a cloaked riding heading out from the army. You curiously watch as they are followed by several other soldiers, including two slaves with bags over their heads. When the group reaches a visible distance just out of arrow reach, the main person steps up and pulls back their hood.

“Hello, thief. Remember me?” The woman who threw off her cloak shouts.

“Nope… not even a little!”

“Hah… well, my face has changed since then. After all, I wear so many faces.”

“…”

“Recognize me now?”

“Ma’am… I have no clue who you are.”

“Tsk… I forgot how much you pissed me off. To think you would steal my sisters. Even Gothel is whoring it with you. Before, I fled, but now, I come to end this. Give me my sisters back, immediately.”

“Wait… are you Tremaine?”

“You bastard! You know I’m Cruella! I’m Cruella, I said it twice!”

“Hey, that’s my line!” Maleficent cries out, “She’s definitely Cruella, only Cruella would shamelessly copy others so easily.

“Hahaha!” Cruella laughed, her body shimmering until she suddenly warped her appearance into someone new.

Your eyes widen and you nearly spit blood at the woman standing before you. She is definitely someone you recognize.

“Who is she now?” Grimhilde looks on in confusion. “Some old lady…”

“You bitch!” You curse, flicking her off.

“Hahaha… is that the proper way to talk to your mommy?”

That’s right, her current form is that of your mother. You have no clue how she found out, but she knew what your mother looks like and she turned into the last memory you had of her. Then she, pulls open the cloak, immediately exposing herself. Dressed in nothing but skimpy lingerie is your mother, making lewd gestures with a naughty grin on her face in front of two massive armies.

“Cruella… you bitch… you’re not going to get to me this time!”

“Oh yeah?” Your mom’s face smirks evilly, “We’re just getting started. Guards!”

The two other guards get down, dragging two slave girls forward before shoving them down on their knees. The girls seem to have sexy bodies, at least it was better to look at them than your mother in lingerie next to them. They have outfits a bit like Leia’s slave outfit, except somehow much skimpier.

“Behold, thief, for my next stunt, I’ll need two guests. You may recognize them…” The guards pull off the hoods of the two slaves, and this time you collapse, gripping on to the edge of the wall as you stare fervently at the women on the field.

“Father!” Two girl’s shout, tears falling down their eyes.

Cruella’s two slaves are Anna and Elsa!

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 291

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“Wh-what’s going on here?” You ask hesitantly.

In front of you is your army which has been brought over from Gothel’s country and is assembled here. You have the harpy forces flying overhead. The main army is composed of goblins, demons, and sex dolls. The dragons are in the back, seemingly as backup support. Then you have the archer dark elves, all a month pregnant with just the slightest hint of the formation of baby bellies.

“After battling through Gothel’s forces, the units have formed together into a battle-hardened unit.” Snow White explained.

“Every soldier here is the most trusted and loyal members of your army. They will gladly put their lives on the line and die for you, Owner.” Rapunzel added.

“No, no, no… what I mean to say is… why are they all women!”

Rows and rows of armored women stand before you, a massive army. Every single girl is an immaculate beauty. Even the goblins, who you were pretty sure were men once, are now rows and rows of women.

“Ah…” Snow White scratches her neck. “How do I say this? During our campaign against Gothel, to reach you in time, some sacrifices had to be made. We asked Wendy for some guidance… and the next thing you know… all the men are dead!”

“Wendy!” You growl.

“It was a choice we all decided on.” Grimhilde touches your arm gently. “We felt that since my love was the reason we needed to attack Gothel so recklessly, that he’d never forgive himself if he lead to the death of many women. The men were happy to volunteer to save the women.”

“…”

“Tsk… it’s proper for men to die in a woman’s name anyway. That’s true equality!” Wendy declares.

“Tentacle rape.” You snap your fingers, causing vines to immediately erupt from the ground and rip off Wendy’s clothing as they wrap around her.

“You may rape me, but you can’t rape the trut- Glluuurrrgggg…” her words were silenced as a tentacle dick shoves down her throat.

Completely bound, she collapses to the ground, wrapped completely in tentacles that squeeze and penetrate every orifice. Rather than scared or crying, she has a rather lewd look on her face suggesting she prefers it this way.

You sigh as you ignore the writhing horny pregnant dark elf. “What about the goblins? I thought female goblins are rare?”

“Ah… that…” Snow White looked away with a blush. “It turns out, all the goblins you had the sex dolls gestating came out female. It must have been something about how you magically created these dolls. You could call this army the second generation. Most of these ladies are only a month old, but fortunately, a month is all that’s needed for a goblin to reach sexual maturity!”

“That means the sex doll can no longer get pregnant?” You ask, worried that your army of goblins has come to an end once this batch dies out.

Snow White’s cheeks turned even more yellow with a blush. “That is… you crafted the sex dolls to be adaptable. Once the women out populated the men, the sex dolls began to grow futa dicks. They now impregnate the women goblins.”

“Ah…” Some details were better left not being known.

“So, that explains the goblins, and the harpies were always women anyway. However, did every female dragon die? What of the demons?”

“If I remember correctly, Dragons are a bit like lions. The males stay behind and nest, while the females go out to hunt. In that case, it’d be common for them to send female dragons to war.”

There was a snort and Gothel raised her head from Ursula’s shoulder where she was napping while standing. “After seeing my boyfriend’s preference for female soldiers, I thought it was normal. That’s why I recruited only females for this army. Is that bad?”

“So… this is your army?” Lady asks, walking up to the group of you at the head. “Hmmm… they may be acceptable. I suppose we could use them to bolster our forces.”

“Bolster! My army is five times the size of yours.” Snow White growls. “You’d be defeated easily without our intervention!”

Lady looks away. “That’s as it may, do not forget, we’re merely allowing you to help us defend our tribes.”

“Sure… as long as you don’t forget the proper payment.”

“Payment!” Lady spun. “Why you… isn’t this just humanitarian aid?”

“Hah? Does my army look like it’s made of humans?”

“I’m human!” A single voice shouts, raising their hand.

“Shut up, Carl!” You yell.

“Carl? I thought all of your army was female.”

“Well… all female, and Carl.”

“I’m the last surviving man!” Carl shouted. “I’m surrounded by beautiful female soldiers, I’m living the dream!”

“Damn it, Carl, one more line out of you and you’re out of the army!”

“Lady…” a soldier runs up. “The slavers are making another attack on the capital. If we don’t leave now, the strongest tribe will fall!”

Lady shot a look at you. Rather than seeming worried, you stand there, cleaning your nails, without making any attempt to rally your army.

“D-damn it! You’ll have your reward!” Lady curses. “Help us!”

“Very well… let’s get started.”

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Kama-sutra Chapter 8

“What makes you think that I practice an advanced Cultivation technique?” I asked back.

She smiled knowingly. “No use denying it. Its effects speak for themselves. There is no way an ordinary Cultivation technique could help me Purify my Spirit in such a short amount of time… and so thoroughly.”

“And… what do you mean by Purify?”

She frowned slightly and then turned back to tending the fire with a pout, “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. You don’t have to play dumb like that.” Then, almost inaudibly, she added, “So stingy.” If not for my enhanced hearing, I wouldn’t have picked that up. I was quite confused. It appeared that she was under some grave misconception. From her words, I could infer that my siphoning of her Cultivation hadn’t been detrimental to her – rather, it seemed that she had benefitted substantially from it. Enough that she was willing to let me keep my secrets.

Calming down, I began to analyse her words and actions, trying to glean as much information from them as possible.

First of all, what did I know?

I had imbibed some form of energy from both her and her senior sister. The energy had helped me strengthen my body while weakening theirs. Going by the explanation I had managed to coax out of her when she was delirious after our first bout of sex, that was probably their Qi.

Instead of being furious that I had stolen her Qi, she had tried to protect me from her senior sister and then brought me over to her own courtyard which was at the edge of the residential area.

She had said that her senior sister had hidden the fact about my survival and instructed her to harvest me while the rest of the sect was busy with the initiation of the new recruits.

She was willing to accommodate my wishes to a great extent, drawing a bath for me, allowing me to keep my secrets without prying…

She had done all this because she was under the misconception that I was using a high-level cultivation technique and it had helped her ‘Purify’ her Spirit.

All of these fragmented observations whirled in my mind and a clearer picture began to emerge.

The sneaky behaviour, the out of the way courtyard – these two girls were marginalized in the sect.

If they revealed my existence, I would either be killed or taken away by a higher ranked Cultivator. They had very little to gain by revealing my existence and a lot to gain from my so-called high-grade Cultivation technique if Lin’s amenability to my requests was any indication.

Knowing that they needed me was great news. It meant that I could pull my own weight. It meant that I had chips I could bring to the negotiation table. It wasn’t just a simple-minded young girl’s mercy keeping me alive.

As for ridiculous ideas like Lin falling in love with me, or becoming addicted to my godly prowess in bed? He-he.

Now, I needed to know what that chip exactly was.

“What do you mean by Purifying your Spirit?” I repeated.

Lin turned to me and studied my expression, trying to detect any signs that I was just messing with her. “Y-you really don’t know?” she finally asked.

“Nope.”

Suddenly, her eyes brightened. “Oh! I know. You came from outside the Coral Islands. The Cultivation terms must be different there, so, of course, you won’t understand them. By Purify I mean…”

I stopped her there with a wry smile. This girl really had a rich imagination. If I played along, I might have obtained the information I wanted but it would introduce a falsehood in our interactions. A lie that would easily be exposed when her senior sister woke up. Relationships are built on the foundation of trust. Trust is built by the bricks of honesty. If I wanted to truly conquer these girls and have them be my backing in my bid to survive this dire situation I had found myself in, it wasn’t my dick that would convince them, it was my mind.

“I really don’t have any special cultivation technique. I don’t even know a single thing about Cultivation aside from what you told me. I just have a special Spirit inborn. That let me survive being harvested by your senior sister once and that’s what let me do whatever it is that I did during sex with the both of you.”

Honest but not the whole truth.

“Special spirit?” her eyes widened in surprise.

“Yeah. I have two of these glowing balls of light in my inner vision. One in my heart and the other in my head. The one in my head controls the one in my heart so I am not as affected by your yin Qi. That was how I turned the tables on you.”

“A dual Spirit!” she exclaimed. “That’s so rare… it might not appear in the whole of the Coral Islands in a hundred years. But,” she frowned, wrinkling her nose adorably in the process, “in the book where I read about it, it didn’t say anything about one Spirit controlling the other.”

I shrugged.

“You know,” she said as she stopped tending the fire and walked up to the barrel, “Sex felt so amazing. I-it was like there were fireworks exploding in my head every time you touched me. Towards the end, it got so intense… my mind blanked.” She touched the water in the barrel to test the temperature.

“When I woke up, I found you sitting beside me in meditation, glowing golden from all the Qi in you. Qi you had taken from me. Months of my painstaking cultivation gone. I-I nearly snapped your neck then.” she said while averting her eyes.

I stiffened where I sat, a sheen of cold sweat covering my back and forehead. How many times had I teetered on the brink of death this night alone?

Finding the temperature of the water suitable, she lightly leapt into the barrel with nary a splash, submerging herself up to her shoulders.

Crossing her arms on the edge of the barrel and resting her chin on them, she looked at me. “Thankfully, I checked again and found that my Spirit had been Purified. Before we start Cultivation, our Spirits are homogenous – all the energy comes from one source: ourselves. But, in the process of cultivation, we absorb the Essence of myriad things, turn them into Qi and then integrate that Qi into our Spirits. The Essence of a yin lily is different from the yang Essence of a man, so, the Qi they produce in us is different, when they add to our Spirit, they make it heterogenous. One of the main parts of cultivation is to refine these heterogenous energies and ‘Purify’ our Spirit. In the process, quite a bit of the accumulated Qi is lost. Not to mention the great deal of time and effort it takes. But, one session of sex with you and my Spirit has reached 50% purity and the loss of Qi was almost of half of what I would have wasted if I had tried to do it on my own.

“Imagine how pleasantly surprised I was… and when I approached you, your yang aura set my Spirit on fire. That’s why I pounced on you back then…” she said with a blush.

She leant back against the wall of the barrel while twiddling her thumbs on the surface of the water. “S-since you don’t know how your Spirit works, why don’t we continue from where we were interrupted by senior sister?” She said in a low voice as she looked down at her hands, not making eye-contact.

Warm water and a warmer girl? An invitation that was very hard to refuse.

So, of course I accepted. After all, she was right and I did need to find out how my meat rod had transferred classes to priest from warrior and started this ‘Purification’ business.

For science.


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The Power of Creation – Chapter 290

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“Lady, the elephant tribe to the south and the antelope tribe to the west have both fallen.” A man in a general’s armor said to a woman looking over a map. “The Platypus tribe is barely holding on by a bill.”

“We demi-human’s really come in all shapes, don’t we?” Lady says, tugging on her long floppy dog ears that resemble that of a basset hound.

“That’s not important right now. We must call for aid if we are to survive the next assault. Already, the humans have brought down half of our forces. The men have been slaughtered, and the women have been turned into slaves.”

“Why are they only taking female slaves?” Lady ponders out loud.

“I don’t know. In the past, they’d collect the men to toil in mines, but from the few slavers we’ve caught, they suggested the orders were women and children only. In fact, men who surrender peacefully are allowed to be released.”

“Seriously?”

“Of course, what man who calls himself a man would allow his women and children to be enslaved? The few who have avoided death this way, we kill ourselves. I will not tolerate cowards!”

“V-very good.” Lady nods, “Although, can we truly afford to throw away more men, even the cowards?”

The general shrugs helplessly. “I have no other options. We have truly reached the end of our rope here. It’s do or die time. The entire demi-human realm is close to complete and utter annihilation.”

“I understand, general.” Lady sighs, looking just as helpless. “Then what tribes yet can we still ask for aid?”

As she asks this, a few people slip into the tent. The tent Lady and the others are gathered in appears to be HQ for the army, a massive tent with a table in the middle and a large map of the area. Several key positions are marked on the map with various pins. As for who slips into the tent, there is a strange man, a young catgirl, an only slightly older looking squirrel girl, and of all things a dark elf.

“Perhaps we can call on the bat tribe. I’ve heard that the proper way to contact them is to shine a light into the sky and-“

Lady interrupted the general by lifting a hand, looking over at the dark elf. “What is your kind doing here? I heard the slavers came to your… resort… a month ago. My scouts say that the dark elf men remain, but all the women were gone. I’m not surprised your men surrendered without fighting back considering how you treat them.”

“Hmph!” The woman snorts, looking down her nose at the dog demi-human leader. “You speak to the Matriarch of the darkelf’s Wendy so casually. If you were a man, I’d have you stripped down and whipped.”

“Ai… but I’m not a man.” Lady responds darkly. “I’m a woman like you… care to call me a sexist bigot as well for not ascribing to your bullshit feminism?”

Wendy snorts even louder. “Of course, you’re just a poor victim brainwashed by the patriarchy… I had hoped the women’s suffrage, where we freed you women of the oppression of men, would have opened your mind-“

“Freed us? You led a slander campaign against men all across the demi-human world, brainwashing our youth into believing your rhetoric and eventually had all of the tribe elders, my father included, disposed. Half of them took their lives from sheer embarrassment. My father still hasn’t recovered from the shame after you smeared him with false rape allegations.”

“An ends to a means…”

“Had more of the elders survived and the realm not been run by inexperienced women who got their jobs through affirmative action, perhaps we wouldn’t be in this state!” Lady shouts angrily, “You… you’re not welcome here, my guards will-“

Slap!

Wendy’s face is suddenly slapped by someone else in the room, causing what Lady was going to say to stop instantly. Wendy falls to the ground, her eyes panting as she rubs her face.

“Shut up, Wendy. I thought you were going to help negotiate with the other demi-humans, but you really are the worst. Go make me a sandwich.”

Wendy glares up hatefully. “You bastard… if you weren’t my baby daddy I’d seriously half ass making that sandwich…”

She continues to grumble as she gets up and walks out the tent.  Meanwhile, Lady’s wide eyes eventually turn to the man who dominated the queen of the feminists with a single strike. You smile and nod with a friendly demeanor.

“Oh? And who are you then?” Lady demands.

“First… the most important question…” You begin. “You freaking have batmen?”

“They’re not really bats.” The general sighs. “They just dress like a bat.”

“S-seriously…”

“They were actually originally the rat tribe, but they wanted to invoke fear in their enemies, so they started dressing like bats. Batmen are basically ratmen with wings.”

“Ah… you don’t say…”

“Enough talk of batmen!” Lady growls. “They’re not the hero we need right now.”

“But they are the hero we deserve.”

“Who are you, stranger, friend of foe?” Lady ignores the general.

“Me? Hmmm… how would I describe me?” You tap your lips. “If batman is the hero you deserve, then I guess I’d be Xian Xia protagonist?”

“You’re going to bang all the beautiful women and act like an arrogant asshole while everyone tells you how great and righteous and noble you are despite objectively being a terrible person?”

“Bingo!”

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Kama-sutra Chapter 6

Lin’s tears were like a trough of cold water thrown onto my heated brain. It made me realize what I was doing. I was casually talking about taking lives. Good? Evil? What right did I have to judge them? For all I knew of Cultivator society, this might be the moral compass they lived by. The moral compass they had grown up with. The only one they knew.

Was it the fault of the woman trying to fuck herself to death on me while drooling? Was it the fault of the society that had raised her? I didn’t know. I didn’t care.

What I did know, was that if I followed through on my impulse and killed her, I would violate the morals I had lived by in my previous life. I would start living by the creed the Yin Demon Sect followed.

Then? Then what would be the difference between them and me? Why should I live while they perished?

Was my belief in the Kama-sutra really so fickle? A little pain and I was ready to abandon it and become a cold-blooded murderer – its message of love forgotten?

Looking into Lin’s eyes, I realized that it wasn’t. I wasn’t.

Now that I was sober, I didn’t want blood on my hands.

Grabbing her ass, I pushed the woman off me. My cock exited her with a wet ‘schloop’ and she collapsed onto the stone bed like a marionette with its strings cut – unconscious.

Suddenly, my face was enveloped in soft, warm flesh as Lin buried my head in her ample chest.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you…” she kept muttering as I felt something warm and wet spatter on my forehead. The liquid trailed down the side of my nose and dropped on my upper lip. Instinctively, I put out my tongue to lick it.

“Aah!” Lin cried out as she stepped back at the sensation of my tongue accidentally touching the valley of her chest.

I liked my upper lip. The salty taste of her tears combined with the coppery tang of my dried blood.

The both of us looked at each other in silence.

She was the first to break our stare-down by furiously rubbing her eyes with the back of her forearm. When she removed her arm, the skin around her eyes was red – as was her nose and her swollen cheek.

“Who else knows that we are here?” I asked her.

She sniffed sharply to clear her nose and replied, “N-no one knows. Senior sister brought you here secretly.”

“Is there somewhere safer than this?”

She nodded. “My room.”

“Won’t the people outside see me?”

“No one is there now. Everyone is at the initiation ceremony for the new recruits.”

“New recruits?” I began to ask, then I realised. “Oh…” she was referring to the females that had been on that ill-fated carriage to the Moonlight Sword Sect.

I was slightly hesitant to trust Lin and leave the room. Right now, I might be a little stronger than her but the moment we stepped out of this room, I would be in her power. She could lead me right to the guardhouse and I wouldn’t know.

Then I realized with a shock how stupid that line of reasoning was. She could have run out the moment I turned the tables on her senior sister and called for reinforcements. Instead, she had tried to persuade me to let her go. She had trusted me despite her sister’s words that I was from that whatever Yang Demon Sect… which if I was guessing correctly was the male equivalent of this sect.

My actions had been even more damning, what with the way I was siphoning off her senior sister’s cultivation. I had stolen some of hers as well. Why the hell was she trusting me?

I didn’t know… but it made no sense to doubt her. So, I nodded.

Lin bent down and shouldered the unresponsive form of her senior sister in a fireman’s carry and we made it out of the cave.

The moment we exited, I was stunned by the sight that met my eyes.

Silver… The entire world was dyed silver by the moonlight. Moonlight that cascaded down from a moon that covered half the sky.

I stood there dumbstruck, staring up at the sky. Seeing one brought so close – close enough to touch filled me with a primal awe of the heavenly bodies that our ancestors had passed down through our instincts.

Lin’s urgent pull on my arm shocked me out of my fugue state. “How?” I blurted out as I followed her as we made our way through the maze of silver buildings, on a silver pathway, up a silver mountain.

“The sect protecting formation.” She replied. “It encases this entire mountain in an illusory barrier. Look –” she said as she pointed at the horizon as we hurried along.

I followed her direction and peered at the distance. We were around the middle of the mountain which had been terraced into levels – of increasing importance, I’m sure – and when I looked into the distance, I could see a long way over the forests that surrounded us.

According to Liu Yang’s memories, there was only one forest of such a size near his hometown: The Viridian Forest. He had never heard of there being a solitary mountain in the middle of it.

“Look closely at the edges where the forest ends and the mountain begins,” exhorted Lin.

Squinting, I made out a shimmer in the air that – now that I looked carefully – surrounded the mountain on all sides.

Judging by my expression that I had noticed it, Lin explained, “It is an illusory grand formation that hides our sect’s appearance from the world. It also magnifies the moon, letting us harvest the essence of moonlight from it.”

“Moonlight essence? Aren’t you the Yin Demon Sect? Isn’t moonlight essence something the Moonlight Sword Sect would need?”

“Yes,” she nodded, “They are our biggest customers.”

“…Eh?”

By the time we reached Lin’s quarters, unopposed and undetected, my mind had been opened to the decayed morals of this society.

Righteous path? Bah. Sham path more likely.

The Yin Demon Sect with their illusion array were the largest source of the Moonlight essence the Moonlight Sword Sect used to cultivate, so, the two sects were in close collaboration.

The Moonlight Sword Sect as the righteous sect governed the people in their region of control outwardly while letting the Yin Demon Sect raid various villages and cities from time to time to get the men they needed for their cultivation.

So, who were the people to turn to for protection against the big, bad, evil sect? Why, the righteous Moonlight Sword Sect, of course? The general populace was absolutely happy to accept the heavy taxes demanded by the sect in exchange for their ‘protection’.

What? You won’t pay the taxes? Are you crazy? Don’t you remember what happened to the last village that didn’t pay their taxes? The Moonlight Sword Sect stopped protecting them and the Demonesses, seeing their weakness immediately attacked. They were wiped out to the last man. As for the women, they were left there to spread the news of their cruelty. Do whatever you want, but I for one am paying. Money? I can earn it… but I have only one life.

If one of the officers began to chafe under the rule of the sect and get troublesome, he could expect a visit from a Demoness late in the night. The next morning, his dry corpse would be found in his bed.

Were there no virtuous people in the entire region, you ask? Of course, there were. They just never climbed very high in the hierarchy of the Moonlight Sword Sect.

Actually, the ordinary disciples of the sect weren’t told about the cooperation with the Demonesses. They cultivated, ignorant of the fact that their cultivation resources were soaked with the blood of the people they had sworn to protect.

As they rose higher up the echelons of the sect, they were screened for the appropriate character to govern the sect. The greedy bastards who cared about nothing except for their own benefit were given the administrative posts while the ones with a conscience were sent off to guard the various cities and towns.

Of course, those cities and towns would be attacked by the Demonesses and the Cultivator would perish heroically, slaying ten times the number of opponents. Why did the corpses of the Demonesses look like old women, you ask? It’s because they practice an evil form of cultivation which makes them look beautiful… when they die, they show their true colours: ugly old hags.

In any case, the corpses of a cultivator and an ordinary old woman are difficult to distinguish. So, even if you have doubts, what can you do? Especially since the tradition is to burn the corpses as soon as possible to ‘purify’ their evil.

In return for all the highly lucrative male cultivators, the Yin Demon Sect allowed the Moonlight Sword Sect to recruit disciples with talent across the territory. Only, once every four years, they would ‘raid’ the carriage and abduct the potential disciples. If you were a prospective disciple, you had to pray that your year wouldn’t be one of those.

Sadly, for Liu Yang, it had been one of those.


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Bonded Goddess – Chapter 10

Hi. It’s been a month since last update. Well, sorry, I got so many activities.

Well, thanks for patience, since patience is very important.

But just like certain man with a shield says, sometimes patience is the key to victory. Sometimes it leads to very little; seems like it’s not worth it. And you wonder… why you waited so long for something so disappointing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


Alright, before we get started, there is one question I want to ask…

Have you ever been in jail, or should I call it a prison?

Well, I have, I’ve been there once for beating my ex-wife and her lover. I never regretted it. Rather, I felt proud of it. At least I had earned my place with every punch in that asshole’s face, especially after I made his face unrecognizable. But now, can I say the same thing in this situation? In this creepy room?

What was the point of a prison anyway? Typically, it was a place where criminals were locked up to atone for their sins and crime. Yeah, to atone their sins and crimes… but what was my sin? My crime? For me to be locked in this underground jail just sitting there like an idiot… no, jail is not the correct word. Let’s use the word “Dungeon”.

Why use the word dungeon? I was in a dungeon, duh! Not a jail or a prison… a dungeon! A freaking dungeon!

You don’t know what a dungeon is? Use Mr. Google to save your sorry ass or read some Isekai novel. How about you play Dungeon Siege, that’s my favorite game… too bad I lost my save data.

Anyway, my previous “dungeon” could be considered a luxury compared to this place. At least they provided me with food, linen, and a basic clean room. Hell, we could even watch TV. That wouldn’t leave me bored, at least.

But here, this “cell” of mine was very dirty. The smell of rotten corpses made this a very creepy place. I had to sleep on the dirty floor and I’m pretty sure the people who sent me here won’t provide me food. But you could find a skeleton here easily, so that’s cool! Hey, look over there, there are a bunch of skeletons in that room! Hell, I even can see one of their fresh rotting arms from here.

That’s great, right!? That can be considered a luxury, right?! In certain meaning, that can be luxury.

Hahahaha… that’s funny, right?

“……….”

Like hell it is! It’s not funny! It’s scary! This place is so fucking scary!

As a former soldier, this place shouldn’t shake me as I’m used to seeing corpses and I have witnessed many torture scenes. A few times back, I faced torture myself. I’m not scared to this “room” or that “room” over there, but what I was scared of was this…I was alone here… and this place was… very unhealthy and disgusting…

Come on, if you’re going to torture people, can you not leave the torture room in plain sight? At least clean the blood off the equipment! That’s just simply unhygienic! Especially the rotten smell is very strong… I don’t want to catch a strange disease in this dungeon.

And of course, the floor is made of mud… oh god, I hoped it was mud. I wouldn’t put it past this place if the floor was composed of the leftovers from the previous inhabitants. I’m not just talking about their waste here, I’m talking about what’s left of the inhabitants too when they inevitably died!

I have been here for days already and I haven’t seen a meal since I had been in this place. Did they expect me to eat the rats? Don’t answer that, I already know the answer, and I wish I didn’t know the answer. Thank god, I can endure the hunger but if I can’t… Fuck! Just imagining it already made me want to vomit.

Why did this happen to me? How did I end up in a dungeon with a life sentence and no chance of parole? Ah, I guess it began when I had the stupid, stupid idea to return to this world in the first place.

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We teleported back to Evelyn’s world.

The whole process took barely fifteen seconds. In those fifteen seconds, I went from in front of my dining room table only to suddenly find myself in another familiar place. This place was the exact place I had teleported to before. Directly under the massive giant tree, the Tree of Life. That’s where we were.

“Ah!” The seat Evelyn had been sitting on no longer was there and thus she fell back on to her butt.

Evelyn looked around as she was seemingly stunned, and the pair of us could only stare at each other in silence, Evelyn on the ground and me on one knee kneeling before her, my hand still held out.

I looked at the giant tree…

So, we’re back here, huh…

She had called it the Lieben Forest. Looking at this forest it kind of took me back to when I first came to this world. It was only three weeks since then. My first meeting with Evelyn. The time when she had trying to kill me for seeing her naked and when we were chased by Cylopeses.

……….

Cylopeses? Wait, if we returned here, that would mean… that monster would still be around. My first instinct was to look for the Cyclopses that I had blinded. However, I didn’t find it. The monster had disappeared, removed in the intervening time we’d been gone.

Was it still there somewhere? I hoped not. We would be killed for real this time if we met that thing again. Since we come back just like before, I came here completely unprepared, no weapon or armor. How are we supposed to defeat it? With the power of plot armor? I don’t have such a thing.

While thinking that, Evelyn removed her hand then stood. She just stood there with a shocked look on her face. Her mouth was open and she was trying to speak, but no words seemed to escape her mouth.

Her eyes darted around as if she was hoping we weren’t back to her world. Once she was sure that we were… Her face immediately turned dreadful. She turned to me and gave a wide-eyed look as she came to this realization.

“Wh-what is it?” I asked, confused by the complicated look she was giving me.

She shook her head in fright, as if she was trying to deny reality, but couldn’t.

We stared at each other in silence.

It was Evelyn that broke the silence as she finally opened her mouth.

“Kyou…” Evelyn started.

“What?”

Soon her ruby eyes turned moist and tears soon rolled down her cheeks as her voice became weak. Wait, she was crying? Why was she suddenly crying?! I was surprised because I never saw her crying like this. It was in sharp contrast to her usual strong, composed and dignified behavior.

“We shouldn’t be here… Kyou.” Evelyn shook her head. “Please, can you take us back home?”

“You want to go back to my house, but we just got here…”

“Please, Kyou… just take us back, now!” Evelyn moved forward and grabbed my shirt, her eyes looking somewhat scary.

“I-I don’t know how?

“I told you this is a bad idea… now… you have to try. Kyou, just clear your mind, and imagine home. Bring us home.” Her strange attitude confused me, but the desperation in her voice moved me to act.

I closed my eyes immediately, clearing out my mind. I tried to remember what I was thinking when it suddenly send us here. I was desperate. I really wanted to be productive. I thought about this world. I thought about taking Evelyn here. Now… reverse it! I want to go home. No, remembering Evelyn’s sad eyes, I NEED to go home!

“D-did it work?” I opened one eye, and then the other.

Evelyn was looking up at me, her entire body starting to shake as tears fell down her eyes. “No… no… no… try again. I’m sorry… Kyou, try again. We don’t have much time!”

“What do you mean? And why are you apologize and crying like that?”

“You have to get us out of here. Please. This isn’t my world anymore! You have to!” Evelyn early shouted, her hands hitting my chest a few times as if I was a machine that would spring to action with a little push.

“Evelyn, I can’t… I can’t do it!” I said, my expression tense. “Maybe there is a cooldown or something, I don’t know.”

Evelyn broke down, her cries turning into sobs. I continued to try to think of home, but no matter what, it didn’t happen. Seeing Evelyn crying silently like that made me wonder. She has always been cool and calm… now, she cried like a little girl. I tried to understand her through our bond, but I only felt her emotions being shaken greatly.

There must be a reason why she didn’t want to come back here. Hmmm… now, if I think about it, a few days ago, I asked her about whether she wanted to return here and she immediately rejected it. She said she didn’t want to come back here and gave a vague reason. Of course, I wanted her to tell me the reason, but I was too busy with job hunting so I just let it go and forgot.

But a reason, huh? I was curious; I knew I was not in a position to say that, but… This piqued my curiosity…

“…Is there something you kept from me?” I finally asked her, my voice low.

Hearing that question, she pulled her hands of my chest and covered her mouth. Her shoulders were shaking. Her body shuddered as if I was asking something taboo from her. I could feel her emotion shake more, more than before. No, there was something about these turbulent emotions… what is this? What is with this reaction? You know, I asked this question in a playful tone… but I didn’t expect her reaction would be so severe. She was not hiding something from me, right? She slowly shook her head as if she denied my question.

After seeing her breakdown like that, I knew I did something terrible…But, it was too late. The damage was already done and I couldn’t take it back.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Evelyn continued to apologize to me.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

Over and over again, Evelyn kept apologizing in a sobbing voice while crying.

I quickly held her shoulder and directed her eyes to me. “I don’t know what you’re going through in this world. I know it isn’t easy… but you can’t cry like this without telling me anything. Please tell me…”

Evelyn who looked me in the eyes slowly broke her eye contact and shook her head while crying…!

“Shh. Don’t cry. It’s not that I don’t believe you or trust you. I want things to be as good as possible. If I can do something better, that’s all I want.”

That didn’t help, and she curled up, crying harder than ever.

“I…I…can’t,” she mumbled I lifted her chin more and re-established eye contact.

“Yes, you can; you must; something is eating away at you.”

“NO! You will hate me! …and just thinking that it would kill me,” she said before she broke down in tears again.

When she finally regained her composure I again made eye contact and said in a stern voice “I will NOT HATE you. Now, tell me.”

She still remained silent, shaking her head as if she was a child that was being scolded by her parents. Well, since I have been taking care of her for a whole 3 weeks, I was basically like her parent, and I’m 20 years older than her and that makes me her father or her guardian? Wait, if I saw myself as her father, then we had an incestuous relationship? HELL NO! I don’t commit such taboo, disgusting and forbidden relationship!

OH MY GOD! Now, I saw Kirino’s naked body in my mind! I can imagine her developed body slowly turned into a sexy girl! No! GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY MIND, MY FORBIDDEN LUST! YOU ARE UNNEEDED! I take that back! I’m not her father! I am her lover!! No, that sounds misleading and it will cause misunderstanding! Evelyn is my lover! I’m talking about Evelyn, okay! Not Kirino!

Sigh… What the hell am I doing thinking something stupid like that while hugging Evelyn? Let’s just put that aside… I should try to figure out the situation, this situation looks like a cheap drama… trust me, I hate drama. And I never had been in a situation like this, with Grace or Yuriko. I was still feeling annoyed with Evelyn as I could tell she was hiding something from me, but by looking at Evelyn’s current condition, I guess she wouldn’t talk anytime soon unless I could make her confess when I brought up something related to what she hid from me.

But since Evelyn still wouldn’t answer and respond to me, let’s bait her then. For the past three weeks, this is the only way to agitate her and to defeat her in an argument. It 100% works and was basically cheating.

“Evelyn, my dear.” Evelyn looked up while still sobbing.

I asked, “Don’t you love me?”

Evelyn’s lip started to quiver, but it was clear that she was cried out.

“I love you more than life itself,” she mumbled.

Yup, her usual answer. And I can sense, she started calming down a little. Let’s tease her little.

“What? I don’t think I heard it?” I asked mischievously with a smirk on my face.

“You know I do!” she said louder, more exasperated.

“And I love you too.” I held my arms out to her, and she came to me. I held her as she cried on my chest.

Yes, I do love her… these three weeks were heaven to someone like me. We had a great relationship, one of deep love and complete trust thanks to our bonds. Because of our bond, I thought I knew everything about her. What she’s like, her favorite foods and etc? But now, seeing her like this, I realized that I really didn’t know anything about her… Yes, we may be lovers with an Eternal Bond that binds our souls… but in the end, we’re still just acquaintances that have only known each other for three weeks. Yeah, I thought about it, but I didn’t really know Evelyn from this world. I loved her and got on well with her, but I didn’t feel like she really opened up to me beside opening her legs. She never really spoke about herself or her past in this world and I also didn’t ask about it because I wanted her to tell me about herself on her own.

…. Damn, just stating this fact already made me sad. So, I tightly embraced Evelyn as I could only hear sobbing and the wind blowing by. Also why did our conversation shift so much? From job hunting talk to this sort of drama?

She sniffed a few times before finally stopping. Tears continued to roll down unconsciously from her eyes her face still wrought with some measure of fear.

“……” She looked at my face but still wouldn’t say anything. No, she opened her mouth and tried to say something but still couldn’t.

“Please, Evelyn… Tell me,” I begged her sincerely. “Was this about me or what I did?”

“It wasn’t like that!” She stomped her feet in aggravation. Wow, that’s quite a change. Her voice didn’t carry sadness like before.

“Just tell me then! Your silence is killing me, you’re trying to hide something from me?” I growled.

Ah, dammit, I almost did it again… Two years ago, I let my anger get the better of me and it ruined me, although I don’t regret beating the bastard. I have to be patient and not let my anger control me.

Her eyes teared up again “It wasn’t about you, Kyou. I swear you’re all I’ve ever wanted. You are a wonderful lover. Don’t ever think it was about you! Spending eternity with you in your world is the best thing to happen to me!” She gripped me fiercely, sobbing.

There was a very pregnant pause between us, which eventually I broke, “Look, Evelyn, I don’t know why you can’t just talk to me. Would it help if I told you I can guess what you’re thinking?”

Her eyes still filled with tears and kept silent, I guessed she was worried about what was coming next. However, Evelyn responded with a single nod.

Whatever she hid from me, I really had a bad feeling about it and I didn’t like it… No, she told me about her family wouldn’t accept our relationship just a moment ago. That’s normal and I understood that. A divorcee especially 42 years old like me is not fit for her. But with that reason alone? That seems completely strange to me. Is that even the reason? It’s not like her parents owned this world… unless… Shit, some guess come into my mind and I already hate it. Even I shuddered with the thought.

When I about asked the question…

At almost the same time, an Adamline stone on the necklace she gave to me suddenly burst into a bright light. Wait, I brought it here? It should be on the table.

It started bursting light out in a strange wave pattern. Evelyn watches it in horror face. Then as the light settle down, we heard loud shout, a voice shouted from very far distance.

“Ohhhh, I finally found you, my dear Evelyn!”

A man’s voice boomed so loud that it caused the birds to fly out of the canopies in a panic. Are you some kind of beast? Wait… What did he just say? It just a glimpse but I was sure that I saw Evelyn’s body twitch after she heard that voice.

I glanced in the direction of the voice. There was a man sitting on a steed a bit of a distance from us. He was a handsome man with golden haired wearing silver armor. He sat upon a massive white horse while his white cape blew with the wind leading the group of knights looking people behind him. He looked to be the very definition of a white knight. He was surrounded by a grouping of soldiers, although none of them were dressed as fine as he was.

“Who the hell is this clown?” I asked Evelyn, not able to keep the irritation from my voice.

“…….” Evelyn looked up at me briefly and shook her head.

“Run, Kyou…” Evelyn said in hurry

“Run? Why? Is this guy your brother or something?” I replied, then my eyes narrowed. ”A siscon?”

Evelyn’s eyes were big and her mouth had started to quiver as she watched me. “This is not time for this! I’m telling you to run! Before it’s too late! Before he’s here!”

“And where am I supposed to run!?”

“ANYWHERE! JUST GO! USE YOUR POWER OR JUST RUN FROM HERE!” shouted Evelyn, her voice getting louder.

“Is he-” I began, but I was cut off by the noise of galloping horses. I glanced and saw a cloud of dust rising from distance.

“….no…no” Evelyn said in despair.

The riders pulled into the forest, sending up clouds of dust with their arrival. While I watched, stunned, the men reached us. There appeared to be quite a few more than I originally expected. The first wave appeared to be ordinary soldiers, but behind them were the better dressed knights, including the white knight himself. When he saw the pair of us, the man showed extremely happiness on his face. What? He was happy? No, his eyes are not directed on us but… on her. His eyes were filled with passion and longing for her.

“EVELYN!” the man shouted again. “You’re alright, thank the merciful creator!”

“Evelyn, seriously, who is this guy?” I demanded, cursing out of the side of my mouth.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” She murmured. “I didn’t want things to turn out this way. I didn’t want you to find out this way.”

“Find out?” My insecurities, my previous wife cheating on me, all of it flashed through me in a heartbeat.

For just a brief second, I felt white hot rage, but I instantly put it under control. Evelyn looked hurt, but I could feel understanding through her bond, along with waves of remorse. I calmed down, but unfortunately, I couldn’t stop an ugly look from forming on my face. The man noticed my expression and immediately lept from his horse, pulling his sword.

“Stand back, ruffian.” The man said. “You’re surrounded. If you even think of hurting my Evelyn, I will make you suffer a thousand deaths.”

“Seriously, who is he!” I demanded one last time, finding myself at the end of half a dozen spears aimed at my neck as I tried to step forward.

“Don’t hurt him!” Evelyn cried out, although it looked like the white knight was content having me an inch away from being a pin cushion. “Kyou… this is… my childhood friend.”

As Evelyn said that, her expression lowered and she grabbed her arm, seeming to hug herself like she was trying to escape this situation.

…………………Shit!

Childhood friend!? That’s a lot worse than ex-boyfriend! This dude got more chance! Especially they grow up together. He knows Evelyn better than me! Dammit! I suddenly felt bad premonition is welling inside me again. It seemed so inevitable that it could be the end of whatever it was we had going.

“Please, Evelyn, don’t feel embarrassed. My name is Leonardo Taebutopia Rey.  Commander of the Holy Vaerian Kingdom’s 101st garrison. I am also Evelyn’s fiancée.” The man, Leonardo declared proudly.

Ohh, this handsome hero looking dude is the so called childhood friend sweetheart. Wait, what, fiancée? I must be misheard him. Just seeing him already pissed me off. I looked at Evelyn who was obviously terrified. She starts crying again. She said nothing but her teary eyes still told me that I needed to run, even if the act was futile. Furthermore, her tears didn’t seem to stop coming, more and more of them as the golden-haired man continued to approach us with his sword drawn.

The man parted from the rest of the group, his look reserved and cautious. Yay me, it’s great he didn’t gaze at me with a look of passion. It would freak me out if he did so. Rather, his look at me was blank until he noticed Evelyn who still sobbed silently. Meanwhile, it looked like there was a muddy patch where Evelyn had fallen. Her butt was covered in dirt, as were the hands she fell on. She went to wipe her tears away, accidently smearing some dirt on her face. He gave a stunned look, and then his expression grew harder, his eyes narrowing on me. I had a feeling this dude misunderstanding the situations.

Seeing that man getting closer, Evelyn turned to face me. “Kyou, please run…”

“To where? I have a dozen spears at my neck if you haven’t noticed.”

Yeah, we were completely surrounded. The knights that lead by that golden headed childhood friend now surrounded us.

“I’m here to find Evelyn, who has been missing for three weeks. Come, my love, step away from this vagrant.”

Evelyn looked at his hand, but refused to take it. After an awkward moment, he pulled it back and gave a gentle laugh.

“Of course, you’re dirty. How rude of me.” He turned to glare at me. “You, man over there, what are your intentions here? Why are you in possession of my fiancée?”

His fiancée… yeah… I had to hear it a second time for it to really sink in.

…………

I was caught off-guard and paused for a moment. What the Fuck! Excuse me. Ahem, what did he just say? I was utterly stunned. He said twice and took me awhile to process those words….

With this revelation, I felt as though I had been punched in the stomach. I was so shocked. I very nearly shouted at her. Even I expected to lose it, but thank god I didn’t. After wallowing in my shock, I started to come to my senses and glaring at the golden haired bastard.

Then through our bond, a wave of sadness and regret hit me. With that feeling alone, I can guess, she understood that hiding this from me was bad.

By Evelyn’s apologetic looks, I was getting the idea. This guy was her childhood friend and fiancée. When she came to my world and we had sex, I must have ruined those plans. That’s why she didn’t want to come back. She didn’t want me to find out about it. I felt angry that she didn’t tell me, but my emotions were more complicated than that. I mean, she didn’t even know me when she was engaged with this guy. If you thought up about it, aren’t I the other guy.

But her fiancée, huh? Just thinking that already made me want to beat him to a pulp… Wait a minute, this situation almost similar to Yuriko’s case! I am not going to be NTR-ed again, right? RIGHT?! Shit, I said it! Is this flag?! No! I still believe I am trusting, romantic, and loving lover! There is no way! But I shuddered at the thought of being cuckolded again…. Ah, Evelyn…

Still, the way this guy looked at me and the newness of this information were too much to handle. I was growing really angry really quick.

“Then perhaps I should tell you what i think?” Leonardo continued to speak after my icy silence. “She’s dirtied. No man with good intentions would have allowed my beautiful fiancée to come to such a state. Her tears speak words that your lying mouth never could. I suspect you are the man who kidnapped her. I don’t know how you alluded our magic for the last three weeks, but the gig is up. You there, admit your crimes and I will offer you a swift death.”

“No!” Evelyn cried out.

“Yeah. I kidnapped her.” I responded casually, causing several of the spearmen to tighten their grips on the spears. Geez, don’t glare me with that eyes, people.

Evelyn stared at me, her eyes bulging, but unable to say any more. She must unable to cope with what I just did.

“So, you confess?”

“Oh, yeah. Totally. I remember it like it was three weeks ago. I was out for a stroll when I saw this little strumpet bathing naked. Naturally, after soiling her with my eyes, I knew my only choice was to have her.”

“Have her?” Leonardo took a step back, his gaze aghast. His body was trembling. Hah! I love that reaction!

“Oh, yeah.” I said darkly, my rage nearly bursting while Evelyn shook her head in helpless disbelief. “She got really beaten up, so I took her to my home and I pushed her down. Damn man, she felt so good.”

“You…” he lifted his sword as if fighting the urge to strike me down on the spot. “Your lies… they won’t…”

“Huh? Lies? What lies? If I haven’t enjoyed every little part of Evelyn, how would I know she has a small birthmark on the back of her knee, and if you touch her there she grows so wet she practically gushes.”

“Kyou… stop…” Evelyn said mournfully.

“I-is this true?” Leonardo turned to Evelyn. His voice was quivers

Evelyn grew flushed, turning away. “N-none of your business.”

“No that, that he… had you?” Leonardo seemed to be having trouble wrapping his head around those words. “That he raped my fiancée after kidnapping her?

Evelyn turned back. “No, it’s not what you th-”

“Oh, I totally raped her. But it wasn’t once. It was over, and over again.” I growled. “God, I took her so many ways over the last three weeks…”

I knew my words were mean. I knew that I was destroying everything. I knew that my life was in danger. However, I couldn’t stop. I was so angry that I couldn’t stop venting, even if it killed me in the process.

“I’ll kill you!” Leonardo finally said, taking step forward.

“Killing an unarmed man? Doesn’t that just make you a coward?”

“You dare… a rapist like you…”

“I dare a lot of things!” I snarled back. “If you’re so convinced I’m a rapist, why don’t you ask Evelyn what she thinks?”

“Why would I need to? Your guilt is already as clear as that criminal slouch you have.”

“You bastard…” I growled, but was unable to move. “You can talk a big talk when you’ve got me surrounded by soldiers.”

“You think you could survive a second against me in a real fight?” Leonardo sniffed.

“Both of you. Stop!” Evelyn shouted.

“Evelyn! A fiancée!” I shot her a look, causing her to wince back.

“It wasn’t my choice… I…” Evelyn’ voice growing choked and she switched what she was going to say. “I love you… I do. Please believe that.”

“Evelyn?” Leonardo blinked. “Don’t tell me; what this man says is true?”

Evelyn looked away from Leonardo’s innocent gaze. “You should realize that our marriage was decided by my family, Leonardo”

The anger I felt a moment before started to diminish. She… she really did love me. This was before. This was in her past, a past she had left behind. In my anger, I was focusing on the wrong things. I always let my anger get the better of me, and this time it almost cost me the best thing to ever happen to me. I filled my mind with the love and affection I felt for Evelyn, and her eyes looked to me, tears starting to form in them.

The look, complete with our bond, said more than words ever could. Evelyn felt remorse and regret. She didn’t want to lie to me, but our whirlwind romance happened so fast that there was never an opportune time to tell me the truth. We literally lived in another world, so she probably thought she had the rest of our existence to come to terms with it. In a way, Evelyn had already shown her devotion to me. She gave me everything. Her very soul was handed to me. I almost forgot that.

Leonardo took a few steps towards Evelyn, who used all of her strength to look him in the eyes, her resolve clear on her face. I started to tense, wondering what this man would do. If he hurt Evelyn, I would absolutely kill him, even if my death followed immediately after. He reached out, but then lightly patted Evelyn on the head, wearing a smile.

“Pre-marriage jitters. Your mother told me she had those as well. Do not fear, I will not rush you. The fact that you are my fiancée is enough for our love to endure.”

Evelyn’s lips tightened in exasperation. “You don’t understand! I did it. I did the ceremony. He is mine, and I’m his.”

For a second, Leonardo looked like he had been struck, but then he shook his head. “He… he coerced you to do this.”

“No… it was my choice. I want to be with him.”

“Wi-with a rapist!?” Leonardo had a confused expression, seemingly unable to wrap his mind around this.

“He’s… he’s special!” She declared, her bond slowly building in strength. “I love him!”

Leonardo looked down sadly at Evelyn, but he showed no anger or disgust. If he did, this would have been easy. Instead, his expression still only held love and affection. I hated seeing my woman being looked at that way by another man.

“Whatever spell this man has put on you, rest assured, our family will stop at nothing to free you from his trickery. I will stand by your side, my Evelyn.”

“No… you’re not listening. You never listen!” Evelyn was shaking her head, even going so far as to hit Leonardo’s chest with her fist, which bounced harmlessly off his armor.

He reached forward and gently removed her wrist from his chest. “I always listen, my love. But you know as well as I that this was wrong. Do not worry. We will fix this. I promise.”

“St-stop…” Evelyn said, tearfully.

Leonardo turned away, his eyes shooting back to me. “Arrest him.”

“What for?” I snapped.

“For kidnapping the princess, of course. I don’t know how much I believe about your other attempts to soil the princess, but you’ve already admitted your guilt, so there is no need for pretense.”

A second knight approached through the break in the spearman, reaching his hands towards me. I realized he had chains, readying them to clasp me in irons. The spears pushed forward until they were nearly choking me, and I had no direction to flee. I suddenly understood why she wanted me to run. I guess she knew this was always going to happen regardless of what she said. Damn it, I was in trouble now. Why did I have to open my big mouth?  Wait… She is PRINCESS?!! Well, it’s not really important.

“No!” Evelyn cried out, reaching up as a glowing light suddenly burst from her hand.

Leonardo spun back, but he didn’t have time. She slammed the ground, and there was a sudden burst of bright light, followed by a shockwave. The guards didn’t expect it, and several of them ended up dropping their spears as the stumbled to the ground. The bond gave me some warning, but I also was a soldier. Flash bombs and the concussion of explosions were not something I was unused to. Perhaps in this world, that kind of stuff was outside the norm for a normal swordsman, but for me, I immediately dived.

The chances of escape were slim. However, perhaps I could teleport back to my world. I could get some weapons or something. I didn’t really know, but I knew the value of a tactical retreat as it’s much better than forcing myself act an idiot and only end up getting killed. I wouldn’t abandon Evelyn forever. We always had the bond. However, her family wasn’t going to hurt her. I just needed to regroup and then come back. However, I barely came out of a roll, diving into a spin as my brain desperately tried to recall what triggered our coming in the first place.

Then, standing right in front of me, was a tall woman. She was an immaculate beauty, the likes I had only seen once before, on Evelyn herself. She had golden hair that reached her shoulders, and a mature experience. Her skin was smooth and beautiful, but her eyes seemed to hold an age to them that Evelyn did not. Is she…?

“What you’ve done to my sister, I will never forgive.” her eyes turned dark in a moment.

A threat then. Still, the knights were behind me and she was in front of me. I immediately reached out to grab her. If I could use her as a human shield, perhaps I could gain a few precious seconds to escape. As my hands reached out, she didn’t show any fear in her expressions. Rather, all she showed was disdain. My hands barely made it to her skin when another flash exploded out. This time, I could feel my body flying back. I thought I might have heard Evelyn screaming. As for my body, it felt like I had been struck by lightning. No, scratch that. I was struck by lightning.

The last thing I remembered as smoke seemed to rise from my chest was a group of people standing over me. Soldiers, the white knight, Evelyn… as I slipped into unconsciousness, I could no longer tell the difference.

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There you go, I was knocked unconscious and I ended up waking in this cage, alone. I found myself here without a single chance to defend. Which brought me to my current situation, so how was that recap?

I woke when a dull, aching pain assaulted my mind, only allowing me to elicit a groan. That spell really knocked people out. I blinked, my vision very blurry, and when I tried to sit I found my hands and feet were locked by some kind of iron shackles, as if the cage wasn’t enough. By looking at the materials. These were not normal iron shackles.

There were no windows in this place, or sources of light at all for that matter. I estimated I had been here for three or four days. My captors had never returned to check on me. Obviously they had little concern for my status, because no food or drink had been delivered. No, I wouldn’t eat rats. I’d rather starve to death. Sure, I can find them so easily here… but no means no. I have been going through a lot worst situations back in my days in the army.

But thanks to that, now I feel so weak….

All I did was sleep and think. My whole body felt so sore I couldn’t move for days.

I always wondered why I ended up in this situation.

Sure, I came here for easy money. Just by finding some Adamline, I could get some easy money so I didn’t need to do a dirty job. But my greatest desire, I wanted Evelyn to reunite with her family, so she didn’t have to regret for eternity not seeing them. But now, was it worth it? I definitely didn’t know whether it was or it wasn’t… Maybe this is the situations where I have to say “I reap what I sow”

I also wondered what Evelyn was doing right now or where the hell she was? She was princess, right? She should have some kind authority to release me, but with current situations, I guess her father, the king wouldn’t let it happen… Maybe she attended a big party with her so-called fiancée to celebrate the princess of this kingdom returning.

Did I get NTR-ed again? That was a hard question, I didn’t even know the answer. Hell, I didn’t even slightly feel Evelyn’s emotion through our bond anymore. Perhaps it had been broken. Did this dungeon have some kind of barrier to prevent that? I didn’t know. Did her parents break the Eternal Pacts. Now, she could bond with her so-called fiancée…

When I thought that, I felt my anger returning. I had gotten madder and madder but I tried to control it. I took a deep breath and managed to calm myself. It’s not like I could vent it here, locked in the cell as I was.

I needed to meet with Evelyn and confront her. Oh yeah, I definitely needed some payback as well.

But first, what I needed to do was escape from here.

Inside the dark and cold cell…

There were no signs that anyone other than me had occupied this space for days. I looked forlornly towards the entrance to my cell only to see the door remain still and shut like it had been for quite some time. There was no guard in this area but beyond that door, I was sure there were guards.

I had looked around the small area for the nth time. I was in one of about five cells that were set in this poorly lit dungeon including one torture room right in front of my cell. Geez, why did they place me here anyway? Just put me in the corner cell so I didn’t have to see people’s remains.

Man, I was getting really alone here… Sighing once more I let go of the bars, shut my eyes, and shook my head. “I’m going insane sitting here so long in the silence,” I whispered to myself.

Ok… now what should I do…? I’m sure I could I run from this dungeon with my power by teleporting back to my world, but I was quickly reminded that meant I would have to leave Evelyn behind with HIM. Just thinking that already made it hard to breath.

Let’s forget about that stuff… I needed to find a way to open this lock first. Yeah, that’s what I’d like to say. Because I don’t know how to lock pick this shackle. Why? How could I lock pick this when there is no hole? Geez, are these shackles locked with magic?

Yeah, welcome to a real fantasy world. This was a place where everything was about magic. FUCK off, magic! I might have escaped if it wasn’t for you.

I tried to break it with my enhanced strength but it was futile.

Guess, I really needed to teleport back to my world…? Would the chains join me? Would someone from my world even be able to cut them off?

I tried the same way I came here.

…………………..

It was not working…I started to think that’s not really my power.

Was my method wrong? Or there was really cool down? But when I come to this world, I use the teleport twice, the first one when I come here for the first time and the second one when I return to my world carrying injured Evelyn.

Or this is the way of God of this world messing with me, they trying to make me believe this power was mine but in fact, it wasn’t. Or they just wanted to make my life more miserable… if so, fuck them.

Well, it’s not like thinking all of that would help…

With an exhale of breath, I lay down on my back and closed my eyes for a moment, trying to work out some sort of plan.

With my whole body aching, I couldn’t help but feel tired. I soon found myself feel sleepy.

Ahh, let’s just sleep… as I closed my eyes. I heard the prison door creak open.

I opened my eyes and looked back up. When I turned my head towards the noise I saw three heavily armored men enter, I can’t see their face as their face as they wearing helmet. The two burley men walked up to my cell and starting undoing the lock.

“Um,” I whispered, “Am I getting to leave?”

One of the three looked at me unkindly informed me, “No, but there is someone want to see you.”

Someone want to see me? Who? Evelyn? One of them unlocked the door and pulled it open.

“Get out, you piece of filth, and make your peace with whichever black deity you pray to. It is time to face your sins and crimes,” The guard said. “Or I shall come in there and get you. If I do, you will come out in pieces.”

My sins and crimes? What was that? Can I eat it? Was my sins and crime fucking Evelyn or coming to this world?

As I stared up in wonder, I was dragged out of my cell and pushed onwards. I cursed at them, but all I got in return was a hard smack on the back of the head. Not sensing that the moment to act had arrived, I clenched my fist and ate the insult. Another shove and I moved forwards.

The guards grabbed me by the arms and spun me around. Grasping me tightly and keeping their, the two guard began to half-push, half-drag me toward the entrance of the Abyss.

I tried feebly to resist by dragging my feet but the guards were much stronger than me and they simply pulled him along. Dammit, were they using magic or something?

“Keep moving, dog!” One of the guards behind me pushed me forward with such might that I bumped into the guard in front of me. The other two at my sides grabbed my arms and rushed me to the unlocked door. After glaring at the guard that pushed me, I walked on my own.

When we passed the door, we entered some kind of the entrance to the Abyss looked like a gigantic temple. It was ancient, being covered in cracks, vine, and moss.

There are so many guards in every corner, and what make it worst, there were guards at every possible escape route. Shit, this is gonna be hard, at this point, I couldn’t do anything without a weapon of some kind, especially with my hands and feet being restrained like this.

What should I do? At this rate, I can’t escape from here! As I began to worry myself, I was dragged again by the guard.

We moved toward a certain door.

I turned to the guards and whispered, “Just a little question. Can you tell me, is this place some kind of religious or cult related? Am I going to be executed here? ”

“Be quiet,” The guard on my right side growled, tightening his grip on my arms. “You should have thought about where your crimes could lead you before you committed them. Plead for mercy as long as you like. We will give you none.”

“Fuck you, then… ” I cursed.

Damn, they are real professional guards. They are not letting their guard down.

Ahhhhh, guess am I going to die here?

The guard looked at the great yawning stone of the entrance’s door as we git closer. It looked almost alive and seemed eager to swallow me whole.

“…..”

Oh shit, is that confession room, interrogation room or just another torture rooms? They sure have weird hobbies if they have two torture rooms.

The guards pulled me in front of the door, pushing me up on my feet. I stood in front, facing the giant, ancient steel door. I could see a huge lock on the door, very well crafted.

The guard front of me took a key from his belt. He approached the door cautiously and fiddled with the lock. While the guard on my left touch the shackles on my feet and it was removed. Fuck, it’s really has magic function.

As he did, the guard turned around and faced me, drew his sword and pointed it at my chest.

I sharpened my eyes and became ready for the worst.

“You will meet someone who is very special and important, if you try something funny… I will kill you!”

I knew this guard would follow through on his threats.

“Alright, if I managed to please this very important and special, return me to my cell or just release me,” I reply him with smirk.

“You will face your punishment, Dog, and you will pay for what you have done, “The guard answered with a snort.

“Hahaha, that’s really funny because I don’t know what I have done, Dog!”

Then, there was a horrible click. I saw the guard in front was removing the lock.

The guard pushed open the doors. They opened with a loud creak, dust spraying from their edges and falling to the ground.

The door opened to reveal nothing but darkness.

…………..

I stared down into the blackness.

“Erm… Is the person who wanted to meet me inside this dark room?”

The guard said nothing and just shoved me forward. I tumbled and fell into the darkness through the open door and landed hard on the other side against something cold.

The guards both grabbed the door and pushed them. As they did, the second guard smiled at me and said, “I hope you suffer.”

The doors then slammed shut and everything went dark.

Ok, now where was this person who wants to meet me.

!!

I sensed another two people in front of me and more behind me.

The dark room suddenly became bright.

I found a beautiful girl around thirteen sitting at a desk with pair of blue eyes looking down at my face. She very much resembled someone I know… she must be…

“Hello, Mr. Criminal, nice to meet you, I am Emilia Reteliwyra Sapphire. Evelyn nee-sama’s little sister” she said, with a raised eyebrow. Once again, I was speechless.

Yup, she was Evelyn’s little sister, I totally expected it.

What made me speechless is why she want to meet me in this place? Should I say the Shimaidon flag was triggered in the wrong way?

 

 

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I will explain my situations…

Q :Where you have been, Ruki?
A : I was farming with my relatives on countryside at least for 20-21 days. From 3 November to 24 November. Well, you can say I’m doing this for money. or economy crisis on my wallet.. until my mother took the money. I really need to pay mother back since i dropped out … sigh.

By the way, Milking cow is kinda fun… Ah, I’m not develop strange fetish. And I actually caught incest scene! I saw a horse named Sumanto nailed it’s mother while it’s  father watching!

Q : I see you many times on internet! Don’t lie!
A : Dude, my relatives had internet! But too bad i didn’t bring my laptop. Even I did, I don’t have time for it. When I’m return, I feel so tired and sore… Well, I never farming in my life so cut me some slacks.

Ok, that’s my explanation… BG will update in next week, I can guarantee it since I have nothing do and need to fill my patreon. I really need it.

Now, about my story… I’m going to rant little.

Some of you seem under impression that Kyou is OP…. Well, too bad, the answer is, NO, he is not OP. When he said he can defeat Batman or Captain Ameica, he was exaggerating.

There are also someone who is very rude insult me, he saying I’m confused and don’t know what to do with my own story. The hell, if i don’t understand my own story, I won’t bother upload it. Like i did with Lute. Maybe he don’t know what am i doing, since i farming on countryside and stop updating.

if I give that kind impression, then i’m sorry… because i write it this way.

And for those worried about NTR? don’t worry, there is no such thing in story… Wait, we got it, right? From Leonardo’s POV that is~ No NTR for Kyou.

For people who think this is cliches… Get ready for mind blowing twist~

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