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“So, my husband seems to be favoring your woman this evening?” As you left the dinner party, having nothing but made eye contact with her before she follows you out the door, Reginald’s wife begins to speak with an almost impassive, bored voice. “Figures as much, he’s recently had a fetish for non-humans.”

“Really…” You aren’t interested in hearing her life story, as you lead her towards her own private bedroom, having already used magic to determine the location, you’re mostly just looking to blow a load for the fun of it.

“Are you in a rush?” She responds as she realizes she has to speed up her feet to catch you.

You shrug. “I promised my other ladies some fun tonight, so naturally…”

“Twice in a single night? My my…” She gives a thoughtful expression. “Even if you can manage it, you don’t really have to rush it.”

Twice? You had five women, what the heck is she talking about twice? Her bored expression is irritating you. She is acting more like she is walking to her room to make her bed rather than have sex. Suddenly, you find yourself worrying a bit. Is that the way of swingers? Sex has gotten to the point where it’s just a routine? This experienced vixen is so experienced at sex that nothing impresses her? That won’t do! Naturally, you intend to leave this woman impressed. You increase your penis size to 13-inches. Your quick pump and dump turning into more as you plot to truly show this girl a good time. You’d be horrified if you found yourself unable to leave her a blubbering mess. You horny immature teenage virgins were easy to please, but this mature, experienced woman might require a bit of effort.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take my time.” You reassure her.

“So, you’ll last a minute instead of thirty seconds.” The woman cocks her eyebrow mysteriously.

You let out a laugh, but she doesn’t join you. What is with this woman?

“What’s your name, anyway?” you demand.

“Me? My name is Selena.”

You breath a sigh or relief. Not a Disney princess or villain. This pussy is a go for landing. The pair of you make you way to her bedroom. Naturally, your bedroom would be uncomfortable with the other girls nearby in listening distance, and these sorts of extramarital affairs are more suited to be in her domain. That said, you excitedly stand in her room, ready to dominate your first married woman. True, Aurora is technically married, but she had consciously left her husband before you had broken her, so it’s not quite the same thing. This woman would be returning to her husband this very night, filled with your cum!

Some may not think there is any difference in this particular sexual exchange from all the other women you enjoy, but all of the other ladies are claimed by you. This woman isn’t yours. It’s like renting versus owning. True, owning is preferred in most situations, but sometimes it’s nice to rent something. Then, you don’t have to give a shit about it while you ride it for all it’s worth! You don’t have to worry so much about the future exchanges later on. All of your harem women were approached with the knowledge that you’d be having to live with them in the future. For this girl, there is no need to seduce, or rape, or comfort. You can ride her hard, and as long as you don’t break her too bad, who cares about what comes next. She’s Reginald’s problem to maintain.

Selena goes into the bathroom to “get comfortable”, just like in the television shows. You decide to leave the unwrapping of your own thirteen inches for the end surprise. When she comes out, she’s wearing an exotic nightie which is see-through, showing her sagging breasts and naked body. She’s not the youthful teen sexy you’re used to, but there is a beauty in this mature woman as well that doesn’t inhibit your penis in the slightest.

“I’m unable to become pregnant, so it’s fine if you cum in me.” Selena says, her attitude still seemingly routine, like she’s done this a million times. Spreading out on the bed, she opened her legs while making a welcoming gesture to you, her face finally wearing a sultry expression. “Come, give me your best.

Determined to give this experienced vixen the time of her life, you dive right it. It’s at this time it may be a good idea to mention the things you don’t know. First off, Selena’s husband, the esteemed Reginal, has a micro-penis. In fact, most of the nobles who engage in these things have quite small penises. The king who summoned you could be said to be quite large in having a 5.5 inch cock to which he sparingly used to satisfy Aurora. As to other noble ladies, they are used to impudent men with small penises.

Secondly, Selena’s joke about thirty seconds wasn’t meant to be hazing, but a statement of her actual expectations. Once again, noble men of the human world, who included much inbreeding and cross marriages, had propagated exceptionally small penises and weak sex drives overall. This was a problem unique to humans, which didn’t effect the demon or demi-human populations. Riun, where almost every resident had mixed blood with demons and demihumans that went back many generations, had actually circumvented this issue, and on average were considered quite large compared to the human mean penis size. It could also be pointed that amongst the proud nobles, premature ejaculation is the norm, and the poor Selena has never even orgasmed on a penis before. Only her own hands have ever proven sufficient. This is why she was so flippant about sex, which had mostly been a duty she fulfilled for her husband.

It could also be noted that the prideful nobles would never engage in foreplay, considering ‘servicing’ their wives to be beneath them. Pride had certainly affected the noble population, and it was all of the women who had to pay for it, with generally sexless, unfulfilling lives. Aurora’s situation was even the worst of them, but it was actually the norm. A lot of the noble’s perversions had spawned from this life of unfulfilling sex.

As for the third thing, Selena wasn’t infertile. In fact, she is perfectly capable of having a baby, it’s just that it is slightly harder for her, and in conjunction with the weak, slow sperm of most nobles, she has found herself incapable of being pregnant, and had assume herself to be infertile. For a man who once impregnated the population of an entire planet, your sperm could be said to get women pregnant just by looking at it. And since Selena said she was infertile, naturally you didn’t bother to hold back the baby batter or magically sterilize it.

Suffice it to say, when you threw aside your underwear, a massive 13-inch beast the thickness of a coke bottle emerged, and the experienced lady froze solid. Had she made any kind of expression of surprise, shock, or wonder, you might have realized that thirteen inches was beyond her limit. However, she was very used to schooling her expression as to not laugh when she saw nobles so proud of their micropenis.

In reality, she is beyond shocked, her mind falls completely blank, unable to even acknowledge the massive beast in front of her as an actual penis. Unfortunately, her blank expression further flames your insecurities and determination to give her the ride of her life. She misses the opportunity to correct your misinterpretation that might have caused you to go easier on her. As you advance on the 35-year-old piece of ass, she can only see her life flash before her eyes. Shortly after, her screaming begins.

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Author News: 

Quick Question: Does all the pregnancy stuff matter to you guys? There are a few very enthusiastic pregnancy fans on the site, which is why I mention it so much. Furthermore, it seems like every Japanese hentai I watch (purely for research purposes) these days has the girls going on and on about hoping they don’t get pregnant and things like that, so from a Japanese porn cliche, it seems like a good one to strike. I’m American and honestly American porn sort of ignores the whole “pregnant” thing, what with so many birth control options. Just a thought. More pregnancy? Less Pregnancy? Fine the Way Is? Don’t tell me to just do me… clearly, this is a novel written for you guys, so input is always appreciated, even if I argue with you about it!

With regards to releasing portraits of all the women, I’ve decided I will “finish” all the portraits using the character creator. However, I will not be posting them in my chapter release posts anymore. They will be directly placed in the harem list, which is where all the other portraits are currently released. You’re welcome to check it periodically if you care about the appearance and descriptions of the girls as I imagined them. I will update the list shortly with the girls still missing.

I also encourage you to comment in the harem list about the images. If there is something you really like/don’t like, one advantage of releasing these portraits is that you’ll get a chance to influence the final illustration. You see, these images will function as placeholders, and I’ll still be ordering illustrations from my artist, starting with the girls I absolutely cannot create using the character creator. This will help my ero guy continue to draw ero images, since I have a pipeline issue of my ero catching up to the female images. So, if you absolutely can’t stand how I interpreted your favorite waifu, let me know and if I agree, I’ll pass it along to the illustrator and it’ll make it cut. Continued release of portraits will still be dependent on Patreon Support.

Please note NONE of these images are “officially” what the women look like. I’ve always left the descriptions vague and up to your imagination. These are merely interpretations based on my collaboration with illustrators, which are done simply for your enjoyment. If you don’t like them, ignore them.

 

Chapter 20

Chapter 19

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Of course, your harem is your harem, and you’re not willing to share. Your first inclination is to immediately refuse him, but as you see Tiana trying her hardest, you realize that it’s probably a bad idea to burn any bridges. Of course, you’re curious about his wife too.

To some extent, the swinging lifestyle is sort of a curiosity. To be honest, every girl in your harem is a virgin or near virgin. This leaves little room for “mature” women. Even Medusa has only known the touch of a handful of men. This means it’d be nice to taste a woman who’s had practice. This might be your first chance to enjoy a mature and experienced pussy.

“So, you envy Merida’s boobs, huh?” You ask.

“Oh, yes. They’re giant! Yeah, the dragon also has big boobs, but to be honest, the rest of your harem intimidate me. I’d have offered to enjoy your demi-human, but she revealed she is a virgin, I wouldn’t so presumptuous to try to steal the honor from you. As to how you convinced a demi-human to beg for sex, I’ll never know. Most of the nobles with concubine demi-humans have to enslave them to gain obedience.” Suddenly, Reginald looks flustered. “Not that I’d ever do that myself. If I’m so curious about sex, I naturally have other avenues to explore.”

Yeah… like banging my demi-humans. You think wryly.

“And your wife… is good with it?” You ask.

“Oh, you’re worried my wife won’t hold up. Believe me, she can be quite wild in the sack.” Reginald reassures me. “So, are you in? If you’re interested, I can see about some of the other men here too. We can have a taste of all of each other’s wives. It’s… how do you say it… a bonding exercise.”

“Hmph…” You nod, suddenly understanding why the King who summoned you kept Aurora so sheltered.

Had he brought her along as his wife to all of these events, then he’d likely be pushed into sharing her with everyone else. Suddenly, you find yourself thankful to that King, for keeping Aurora the thirsty bitch that she is. As far as your current problem, the solution is quite easy…

“My warriors need to stay in tiptop shape, but if it’s boobs you like, then I have a concubine on my boat that more than makes up for it. Her boobs are the biggest of any of them and she’s also got a gentle personality. You interested?”

Reginald’s eyes brightened. If the women you were willing to show were this hot, then the concubines you kept behind closed doors had to be even hotter! This was the thought process going through this man. As to who you are talking about, it is naturally just one of your sex dolls. Running through the mental catalogue, you summon one over that met the description. A goblin private was balls deep in her, slapping her ass and riding her bent over while her titties flopped back and forth when suddenly he was fucking air. He fell to his knees, his dick still wet with pussy juice and flopping all around.

He immediately looked around until he saw another servant girl / sex doll walking by. She was very pregnant, about to pop with little goblin babies, but the horny goblin private didn’t think anything of pushing this one to the ground and fucking her. As per her programming, the sex doll bent over, spread her cheeks, and took his cock without resistance.

Meanwhile, back at the mansion, you and Reginald shook hands, solidifying the deal. You promised you’d send her to his room tonight, and Reginald skipped away excitedly, unaware he was exchanging his wife for extremely overused goblin fodder. Meanwhile, you eye the tempting piece of ass that you rented out a goblin sex doll for.

She has brown hair, unlike Tiana. She looks to be in her thirties. She is neither youthful, nor old. She is beautiful, but only beautiful in the way all the women of Riun are beautiful. Make no mistake, the Riun women are all beautiful women, and this noble, despite her age, is enough to turn many eyes. Personally, you think Reginald is an idiot for sharing such an illustrious beauty. However, even she didn’t have that slight extra oomph that turned her into one of the extraordinarily fuckably exotic girls that make up your harem. In essence, she’s purely a booty call to shake things up for once.

Tiana isn’t naïve when it comes to the depravity of nobles. In fact, it is her knowledge on this sort of depravity that led her to allowing herself to be freely violated. Compared to some of the sex acts of nobles, Reginald’s wife swapping scheme could be considered light. From torturing and raping slaves to hardcore BDSM, anything goes when you are in charge. Thus, when she saw you walk over to Reginald’s wife after shaking Reginald’s hand, she already has a good idea of what you are off to do. However, it is also a noble ladies duty to facilitate her man’s debauchery, so she helps distract everyone while you slip out the back with Reginald’s wife in hand. Tiana is surely a first-rate noble woman, of course that’s only first among debauchees.

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Another Ero Image Out. This comes from Chapter 26.

In Color

 

 

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“Have you ever tasted a meal as wonderful as this?” Reginald preens at the dinner table.

“It truly is splendid!” Another stuffy dignitary responds.

“Quite!” A third bootlicker speaks up.

“Is this noble trying to make a joke of us?” Snow White whispers angrily towards Merida.

Merida gives a helpless shrug. “This is considered fine cuisine here. They don’t have access to as many spices as Riun does. Since we sit in the middle of the three realms, we can import products from all sorts of places. Simply having salt and pepper is considered a delicacy here.”

Snow White frowns as she goes to take another bite. She gives a sigh. It is just cooked meat. Although this isn’t a particularly bad meal, even the goblin queen has grown a bit posh on the meals Jasmine cooks using the modern kitchen and ingredients you have summoned. That’s not even to mention the treats you occasionally provide, such as ice cream and chocolate. Snow White personally likes chocolate the most, but the other girls complain she is too messy with it. Ariel had to clean her up on more than one occasion, although Snow White never understood why it is customary for chocolate to be cleaned up with her tongue.

You decide to do them a favor, flicking your finger to enhance the taste of the meals. The somewhat dried meat became fresh and moist. You didn’t really know every girl’s specific tastes, so the spell more generically improves everything. When Snow White takes the next bite, her eyes lite up. Of course, none of the girls are fools, and they notice you waving your hand. Snow White gives you a proud look, raising her chin as if her lover being able to change the consistency of steak is as expected. However, she also wears a small imperceptible smile, clearly pleased by your actions.

The other girls make exclamations of surprise too as they dig into their meals, now magically enhanced. This put an even more pleased look on Reginald’s face, seeing that the meals are impressing these barbarically beautiful women. You decide to ignore his peacock pruning behavior.

It is pretty clear that Reginald is a major showoff. He likes to display his wealth, power, and advantage. However, he is surprisingly not mean spirited about it. His desire to show these things seem to come from a desire to impress, not demean. You didn’t know what exactly it is, but something about his eyes just seem like he is desperate for praise.

“So, our last guest is actually the King of the former boarder kingdom. That is, of course, if your state establishes its kingdom.” Reginald went on. “He had some maters to attend to, so he won’t be here tonight.”

Merida stiffens for a second, but relaxes when he says the king won’t be here. It didn’t take a genius to guess the border king is in fact the king who had summoned you to this world. Ariel’s father and Aurora’s husband would be staying at this mansion as well. You knew you were going to end up facing him, you just never expected it to be so soon. At the very least, you hope that your existence would goes unnoticed. You really don’t know how well the magic held. It was still early on before you had practiced your magic, and a lot of your magic had unintended consequences.

“The border king didn’t bring any gladiators?”

Reginald let out a little laugh. “Yes, that’s true. Usually, only border kingdoms bring gladiators, and with the Outlands gaining an army, he may no longer need to worry about these things. However, his country will be hurt heavily by losing the Great Kingdom’s support. Therefore, as it turns out, he’s providing something else for the competition this time. I haven’t heard what it is, but it’s supposed to be a large boon. He’s providing an award for the border kingdom who wins.”

“Is that so…” You respond nonchalantly, not really caring all that much.

After the meal, you end up having to convene in a room for after-dinner drinks. All the girls except Tiana leave to the rooms, and Tiana insists that you have to attend this thing or risk insulting all of the nobles. You aren’t really feeling like it, so you mostly stand in a corner, drinking some alcohol. As to the alcohol, you don’t care to drink their stuff so you just summon whatever you like into your glass and enjoy. You even lower your inhibition a bit to simulate the warming effects of alcohol. Not drunk, but not completely sober either.

Most of the nobles group together and speak excitedly about which border country will win the competition. For those not participating, this seems to be more like a gambling event. You didn’t hear anyone put any confidence in the Outlands. Your advance hearing catches everything in the room, and most of the nobles feel that you won’t even be able to obtain the right to exist as a country, which is probably why none of them spare you any glances.

Meanwhile, Tiana puts on the social face for you. For a few seconds, you even think of doing something nice for Tiana. Her performance is really helpful here. She speaks with many of the other female nobles, and most of them seem rather impressed. None of these women appear to know that Tiana is a human noble to begin with. As a result, they only see her as an outland barbarian. Suffice it to say, when your expectations are that low, anything could be a pleasant surprise. As a matter of circumstance, Tiana is treated better as a foreign Outlander noble than she ever was as a standard half-elf human noble.

“So, how was your first day in the city, I hope it showed you some interesting things?” Reginald stats casually.

He has snuck up on you while you are listening to the other women. You put on a fake smile and give a nod.

“Yes, I think it’ll definitely be advantageous to establish trade routes with the Great Kingdom.” I respond simply.

This puts a big smile on Reginald’s face. In truth, this is what he is looking to hear. His responsibility regarding you has of course been to show you all the Great Kingdom had to offer. Food and finery… in order to get you to open trades and create an import/export situation with the Great Kingdom. Even if you are barbarians, your proximity to the demon world meant you were the only place humans could gain some rare and expensive things, especially since the jewel trade between Grimhilde’s country and the border countries collapsed. Whether they acknowledge you as a country or not, the important goal of the Great Empire in inviting you is to establish a trading agreement.

“Well, we can discuss business at some other time. Tonight, I’d rather speak of… pleasantries…” Reginald went on.

“Pleasantries?”

“Yes… it is… a bit of a custom, in certain circles of the nobles here… and I thought you might be interested in taking part.” Reginald speaks in a whisper, his face taking on a light smile.

At a loss of how to respond, you can only say, “What do you have in mind?”

Reginald laughs like you said something funny. “Hah… of course… you’ve seen my wife, haven’t you? Is she not beautiful?”

The person he gestures towards is the woman who sat next to him at dinner. She is extremely quiet, prim, and proper. She has the same kind of delicateness of Tiana, without the underlying nasty mouth… or so you thought by appearance.

“Are you… offering me your wife?” You respond with confusion.

“Hah, well, of course!” He responds, looking like a cat who just caught a mouse. “But, naturally… I’d need a fair exchange in return.”

“Exchange!” You hiss, but Reginald doesn’t see the look on your face as he continues.

“Of course, Tiana is quite beautiful, she’s a lot like my wife in many respects. Tall, willowy, fair in skin. However, if you don’t want to see your main with another, I’d understand. I’m amendable to one of your… warriors. I gave you much face by allowing them to eat with us, so I hope you will show me the same. Specifically, that Merida interests me greatly. She looks so gentle and soft, and her boobs or so big. You know the biggest I’ve enjoyed is only a D? I’d love to sleep in those pillows. What do you say? Feel like a trade?”

What the fu…

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Chapter 18

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Chapter 17

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After Peers had tired himself out on my body. The sex wasn’t bad. It was great actually. Peers was wild and out of control, the +50 charisma almost acting as good as Pheromone in bringing out the animal in a sexual partner, at least where a Cambion like Peers was concerned. He had unreservedly consumed me with his absorb ability. I had then returned with the same, and like always, it created some kind of orgasmic effect that drove me wild.

However, as I fucked him, I felt numb. With mental fortitude and mental resistance, I lacked any shame. So naturally, when it came to fucking a Cambion without illusion, it wasn’t difficult. However, the concern, comfort and care I was starting to feel for Peers… it had been obliterated. I only felt like I was fucking a monster. I might as well be back in that dungeon, earning samples for Reinhart. The worst part is that I knew I was the problem. The illusion only changed his appearance. Yet, it was his appearance I was caught up on.

It was the same way with Min, actually. I couldn’t stop seeing Min as a woman, and somewhere in my brain, I refused to simply find happiness with a woman. Now, here, with Peers, I suddenly found myself unable to find happiness because he wasn’t the same as a man. Was it me? Am I just a shallow person?

However, the more important question, what do I do about it? Now that I’ve calmed down, I could probably put on the mask of acting. I could pretend that I loved Peers… that I don’t see him as a monster. I could pretend that the Cambion colony is fine. I was able to pretend to be a princess for months… acting like a Cambion should be easy. With enough time, I’d get used to it. I could come to love Peers, couldn’t I? He wasn’t a different person, it was just that the change in appearance was too shocking. I just needed some time. I could get past this. I could still find happiness here. The system’s attempt to ruin me failed.

I drifted off to sleep while thinking those things, my body feeling slightly better, and my hand even reaching out and touching Peers. If I didn’t focus on it with my eyes closed, it felt like holding Peers any other day. I forced the mask onto my face. This was my decision. I’d wear the mask until the mask was all there was left.

When I woke up the next morning, Peers wasn’t lying there next to me. There was a note on the bedside. Peers had to go out on another hunting trip, apparently. As to weather the previous night had alarmed him at all, he gave no indication. I could do nothing about it anyway. I’d simply have to treat today like any other day. Therefore, I cleaned myself up and got dressed.

It wasn’t like I hadn’t been prepared from the get go for Cambions to be monsters. I had been pleasantly surprised to see them be so pleasant to the eye, but just because the illusion was gone, didn’t mean anything changed. I kept telling myself that as I put on my clothing. It was then that I noticed the test tubes on my nightstand I had disregarded the day before. I picked up the gold glowing elixir.

I had read about elixirs before. Creating an elixir was both the dream and ultimate goal of every alchemist. There was no singular path to elixir, and every alchemist that had discovered it kept the secret formula tightly on their person. Those that discovered it were called grandmasters and were coveted by all nations. There were only three living grandmasters in the world, two human and one demon. Reinhart was only considered a master, and he’d been working the last ten years trying to create an elixir. If he knew I had stumbled upon a recipe, he’d probably bang his head against a wall and never stop.

I stuck this elixir into my alchemist bag. The bag was mostly a satchel that attached to my belt. The storage ring I had once taken from Denova was long gone. The Cambions had never recovered it from the slavers, or if they had, they didn’t tell me about it. I wouldn’t be too surprised if they hid it. I never asked for it, so they would have no clue it was mine. Why would they openly tell me about it? A storage ring was very expensive, equal to the cost of perhaps two elixirs.

That’s also by the standard cost of other people’s elixirs. If I remembered correctly, elixirs often used very expensive ingredients. Part of the reason there were so few grandmasters is that few masters had access to expensive ingredients they could just play around and test with. However, my elixir used only moderate ingredients. It included the blood of a female and semen of a male Cambion. It also involved something only I could produce. Not only my errr… feminine lubricant… but also the skill that amplified the potion. My Elixir might very well be the cheapest one ever produced, but only I can make it.

After checking myself in a copper mirror to make sure I looked presentable, burning a mask onto my face so that wouldn’t react to the sight of the Cambion’s true forms, I started walking towards the tent flap. At that exact moment, a Cambion burst into the tent, when he saw me, his hand immediately went towards my chest. I responded with a shriek. Even with all of this preparation, to have them suddenly lunge at me was simply too surprising.

The hand pushed me before I could do more. “Aria, stay here! There’s some problems!”

It was Peers’ voice, but he sounded extremely worried. I could only take a few steps back, my face scrunched up in concern as he immediately turned and raced back outside of the tent. I was alone once again, but I could hear sounds. There was a commotion, and it seemed to be growing louder. It sounded like, horses? There was a scream. A sound of metal grating against metal. Soon, I heard more screams. I paced back and forth in my tent, not sure what to do. This had to be something big. Perhaps the camp was being attacked by monsters, or worst, men.

I had to help, didn’t I? I had trained to be an adventurer. I could make fireballs. I could do all kinds of things to fight. It didn’t matter what the Cambions looked like, they were my people, and I needed to protect them! With my confidence resurging, I pushed my way out of the tent. What I saw on the other side was complete anarchy. There was smoke rising, the prison was on fire. People were running. There were Cambions, a few already dead on the ground, and their were others. The others had various appearances. They all wore armor, but some were large, others lanky. Some had tails, some had one eye, others had two… they were different in many different ways, but I had seen this kind of variation before.

“Demons…” It was a group of demons, half monster, half humans who had founded the country to the east.

“Aria… run!” the voice was a woman, a Cambion woman was running towards me.

No sooner did I meet her eyes then a sword pierced through her chest. She stopped in mid run, her mouth opening twice before blood poured out. To me, she looked indistinguishable from the rest of the Cambions running around. However, the voice, the voice I thought I recognized. It was Mary’s voice. The creature collapsed to the side as the sword pulled out of her. Behind her was a man with horns. He looked like a humanized version of a minotaur, but at that exact moment, he looked like the devil.

The sight immediately broke all thoughts I had of fighting back. My mind froze as I stared at his hateful grin and bloodsoaked sword. Summoning my whip and fighting back? Using a seduction skill on him? None of it even occurred to me. I turned and ran back into my tent. Desperately, I looked around the tent, trying to find something, anything that I could use. If I cut the back of the tent, maybe I could run away. Yes, I had to run! That was even Mary’s dying words.

However, by the time I finished those thoughts, the devilish man had already followed me and pushed his way into my tent. I turned around my legs already pressed back against my bed. The man was still holding his bloody sword, but he had a strange grin as he looked at me.

“My, my… aren’t you a pretty one. I didn’t plan to do any raping on this particular expedition, but for you, I might make and excepti…” His voice suddenly drifted off and he shook his head for a second, his face suddenly growing angry. “Right, Cambions… your illusion magic, it’s good. I admit that, almost had me fucking a ugly creature like you. Die, monster!”

I realized that I still had the reborn title attached. He likely saw it as me using some kind of charming magic on him, which only enraged him further. I quickly removed the title, but it was too late. I could only leap back on my bed, barely dodging a swipe of his sword. I immediately held out my hand.

“Jenai!” I called on my possession ability.

The magic was expelled and… nothing. Cautious from the sudden surge of mana, the devilish man also took a step back, but when nothing came of the magic, his hateful grin merely returned. Jenai also did not come. I had not tested the skill since Jenai had been defeated. I had assumed it was simply a matter of Jenai being weakened. Suddenly, the months I had to summon her where I chose not to gave me immense guilt. Had Jenai perished that day? No, it had to be some kind of binding spell. However, now, it didn’t help me in the slightest.

“Fireball!”

Before the demon could lunge forward again, this time I created a fireball. It shot toward the demon. He was surprised for about a second, and then casually waved his sword, cutting the fireball in half and disrupting it in mid-flight. It appeared like he had removed it without the slightest effort. The grin returned on his face, but his eyebrow was also twitching, clearly agitated at the number of surprises I had launched at him.

“Any other surprises?” The man said mockingly.

Of course, my random tossing of spells had given me enough time to think through things. My last trump card was seduction. The problem was that he had resisted charm over 100, would the spells even work the way I wanted them to? I steeled myself to launch every type of seduction on him I could. If I could make him loyal to me, he looked strong. Perhaps he could fight his way out of this camp and take me somewhere safe.

However, before I could start tossing skills, there was a shout.” No!”

While the man was looking at me, he barely had time to turn as a Cambion slammed into his back. A small knife went into the demon’s side, but it ultimately did not appear to be large enough to cause any significant damage to the man who skin’s looked more like leather than anything.

Like before, I couldn’t recognize the Cambion wrestling on the floor with the demon, but the voice… it was Peers, right? I didn’t know what to do. I could start launching my spells now. With the demon distracted, it might be even more effective. However, I kept remembering how he seemed to shake off the effect of my charm, and my confidence was destroyed.

Fortunately, Peers seemed to have the upper hand. Even though he looked very thin and scrawny, he was on top of the monster, punching it’s face with reckless abandoned. I wanted to shout at him to use his knife and stab its eyes, but I wasn’t convinced Peers would hear me. He was too caught up in doing damage with his fists to think of the big picture. That’s when I noticed the sword the devil had been carrying. That would do the trick. I reached down to grab the sword, picking it up in my shaking grasp. Just one strike, and we’d be done.

Before I could take another step towards the pair, a second demon stepped into my tent. My mouth opened, but not a word came out as he immediately took two steps forward and sent his sword right through Peer’s heart. The sword immediately fell from my grasp, and all power left me. I fell back into a sitting position on the bed, unable to move, my mind numb.

The man on top of Peers lifted him off other man using the sword as a grip. After forcing Peers into a standing position, his limp face looked in my direction. Is was clear that the life was already leaving his eyes. With a rough pull, the new demon slid the sword out, causing Peers to drop to the floor dead. The other demon made his way to his feet, fairly unharmed considering his previous pummeling. He took one look at me and then reached out, grabbing the sword I had dropped and picking it up. He immediately pointed it in my direction.

“Well, well, where were we?”

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Chapter 16

Glen and his shenanigans, part 12, but with a warning of Futanari and Lesbian.