The Dark Wizard’s Handbook

Chapter 1: The fool

I. Ace of wands

My name is Fermit H. I am a dark wizard. I’m a dark wizard. Maybe you’ve heard of me before, well, yes, I’m the one known as “The Most Lustful Wizard of All Time”, Familiar. But what can you do? The nickname is too loud, and it’s half true. As many of you know, my profession doesn’t belong to the four major families of dark wizards that people usually know. I am a Succubus Wizard.

Because of that, no matter what I did or said, I couldn’t be tolerated by the people. What’s even worse is that even the Dark Magician Association, which has always been regarded as the devil’s accomplices by the common people, refused to accept me. Balfe, the chairman of the association, rejected me on the grounds that my private life was too scandalous. What the hell! When did that old man who spends all day with zombies and skeletons become a defender of propriety? He’s jealous of my power and my love affairs, isn’t he? What’s so great about that! Just a bunch of guys hiding in the shadows and fiddling with skeletons, are they smart? I don’t care to be in their company. I can have as much power and beauty as I want, except for the certainty of others…

As it is, I have completed another adventure, and the ring of the Holy King is on the ring finger of my left hand, but all I feel is a wave of fatigue. I sometimes wonder how my life would have turned out if I wasn’t a wizard, no no, at least not a Succubus wizard.

I was an orphan, and I was raised by a devil who was often annoyed by the fact that his name was used to stop children who didn’t want to sleep at night from crying, which he said was a slur on his honor, when he just thought he was richer. There were always countless people who were called heroes of something or the brave of something or the other who would come to beat him down. They came in groups of three or five and approached my childhood for all sorts of reasons.

He said he picked me up one day while walking outside his castle and brought me back to his castle because he was afraid I would be eaten by wolves. I was a little skeptical as to whether his purpose was to add some more men to his menagerie. All the wolves in the neighborhood were his men. But in any case, I have since called him father.

When I was six years old I started learning sword fighting. My teacher was a very idiosyncratic skeleton with three hands and holding three swords. He said his name was Sword Demon. I thought why waste such a good name? Simpler, why not just call him Sword Skeleton, abbreviated to S.S. It’s also easy to remember. But his sword play is good, he taught me his favorite technique “three cuts”, this is he in the slaughter of countless swordsmen to figure out the play, he was very proud to tell me as long as I learn by heart will also be able to use this trick to kill a few.

But he finally gave up when I got his sword into three pieces and struck a rock on the third swing. So he had to go and tell my father that I wasn’t a piece of sword training material. My father didn’t get mad, he just made me learn archery instead.

I learned this technique, which allowed me to kill people from afar, with great care, and the monkey who taught me was very confident in teaching me his sure-fire technique, “Gobenjutsu”. It was a technique of firing five arrows at a time, and when I changed teachers, three of the five arrows stuck in the teacher’s body, one went through a window, and the last one broke a very expensive vase.

Sticks, Axes, Guns, Body Arts… I dabbled in almost every martial art for six years, but in the end I was forced to give them up for one reason or another, and my father eventually came to the conclusion that I didn’t have the talent to be a warrior.

But my father didn’t give up, there were to be no freeloaders in his castle. So at the age of twelve, I began to learn all types of magic.

Of course, there could be no white magicians under my father’s command; there were only black magicians of various types. Black magic requires the caster to have a strong physical body to resist the back engagement that powerful attacking spells bring to the caster. Apparently, such a practice left me with nothing but a bruise in the end. On the contrary, there have been several unexplained fires and explosions in the castle as a result. My constitution, which makes me vomit at the sight of the dead, has also forced me to stay away from necromancy.

So at the age of sixteen, poor me I had accomplished nothing, and still could only eat for nothing in the castle, and see the others fighting with the foreign heroes. Finally, my father lost his patience, he called me to regretfully told me that he could only give me one last chance, he took out a very old yellow book and threw it to me, and told me that what was recorded in it was a kind of dark magic that had been lost for a long time, and that no one knew about its origin, power, and practice method, as well as other background information.

It’s always dangerous to study magic alone, so I might die, but the only thing I’ll end up with if I keep doing what I’m doing now is going to be a source of magic for necromancers. Father said he would order his men to give me the necessary help. After thanking my father for his generosity, I returned to my room.

That’s the book of kinky magic that changed my life.

II. Two of wands

Maybe it’s because I’ve long felt that what I’ve done in the past has been nothing more than quietly waiting for my death notice. So I didn’t even think much about the cautionary tale on the front page just laughed and turned it over.

I locked myself in a small room for three days and three nights to watch it. Succubus magic comes from the energy native to living things, and is a type of magic that utilizes an energy known as LIBIDO to attack.

This seems good at first glance, because such energy extracted directly from the material essence tends to be more powerful, and the power that can be developed from itself and from its enemies will not be limited by occasion.

However, this also means that the counter-engagement of magic can be dangerous if it is not well controlled, and anyone who has studied magic knows that energy is conserved in this world. A spell cast on an enemy would of course deal the same blow to the caster.

It’s just that wizards are less reactive because they’re used to dealing with that type of energy, just as those who study poisons always have better resistance to them, fire wizards will always be used to staying in hotter places to increase their heat resistance, and dark wizards are usually not allowed to see bright light. Of course, even so, wizards tend to have strong bodies to endure pain that others cannot imagine. Examples of the dangerous consequences of powerful spells engaging back are far from unique in the history of magic, even if the caster is a very powerful wizard. I don’t really know how powerful or how to counter-engage kinky magic, just as I don’t really know what “sex” or “libido” is.

The grimoire doesn’t tell me this, it’s just a complicated description of the various uses of para-sexual energy, except that at the end of the spell there are two pages of drawings of various gestures and poses of indeterminate meaning, and most of them are in the form of two human figures. I didn’t know what the purpose was, but presumably it was probably about two-person combined magic. I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly at the thought, at the two pages I’d use the most later. “No, there’s just too much I don’t understand just by looking at the book like this.” The more I thought about it, the less confidence I had in myself, I had to go out and try to find some practice.

At the very least, I need to understand what exactly is sex? What is kink?

“Sirens?” I heard an unpleasant shout, and the busy goddess of fortune seemed at last  to begin to favor me, the forgotten man in that shadowy corner known as misfortune. For the first time in my life, I liked the shrill tune.

My father did not allow the uneducated to fight, as it would only be a waste of time, and more importantly, it would give the heroes unnecessary experience to make them stronger.

However, this attack gave me just enough of a possibility to practice, and I pushed open the tightly sealed door and stepped faithfully towards the entrance. The invaders this time were a standard combination of four, i.e., there were warriors, magicians, monks, and knights in a formation that could attack and defend. Their mouths shouted : “Suffer death, devil!” All the way forward. It should be recognized that they still have a certain strength, and the coordination is obviously not as rusty as those improvised miscellaneous army. But for those battle-hardened guards in the castle, this strength is really not enough.

The knight in the lead was a rather handsome young man with magnificent swordsmanship and speed.

“He’s charging too fast.” I couldn’t help but mumble inwardly, and sure enough he failed to see the Skull Soldiers’ baiting and was skillfully split from the main group. Hanging in the balance, he was quickly cleaved to pulp by three Skeleton Soldiers closing in on him.

“Brother!” The monk in the group cried out sadly and quickly sang a resurrection spell.

“A female?” I flinched, “At best, a resurrection spell can make a large wound heal quickly, how can it actually make mincemeat human again?” I mentally scoffed. The resurrection spell certainly didn’t show its effect, but the ability of the sacred boundary that originally covered their surroundings was noticeably reduced due to the distraction of singing such an extremely mentally and concentration intensive spell.

At this the dark guards poured in at once, and the warriors and wizards were immediately transformed into the same thing as their companion, Mr. Knight.

“Stop it,” I yelled, “leave me the monk, she’s my resource for magic research.” I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious as I saw the opportunity that had so easily come my way about to turn back into a fizzle.

“Do as he says.” The voice was that of my former swordsmanship teacher, Sword Demon, who had been instructed by my father to cooperate with my actions.

“Ah, thank you, Sensei.” I slowly walked over, and the skeleton soldiers lowered their weapons to make way for me. The monk obviously hadn’t recovered from closing her eyes and waiting to die. She just stood there in shock, perhaps she was amazed at how there could be humans mixed in with the demons. As soon as I took her hand, I brought her back to her room.

III. Seven of cups

I made her sit on my bed, it was the only place to sit in my house, all the decorations needed to be plundered from, that was the rule.

“Oh… hello!” I greeted him in a mute voice, cursing myself for the thousandth time for being so polite to the fish in my own pot. I thought I must have looked like a young man on his first blind date, but of course, in terms of age and experience, there was no difference between the two.

“…” Unsurprisingly, the other party didn’t answer me in the slightest.

“Oh, mind if I get your name?” My words dripped with more or less helplessness.

“Mind!” The answer was unexpectedly dry. She suddenly raised her head to face me directly. It was only then that I had a chance to look at the girl in front of me who had been completely abandoned by Lady Luck.

Thinking about it now, after having seen so many stunning women, her looks may not have been enough to get me going.

Especially after a battle and the tragic loss of a family member. Her face was a bit dusty and her large, watery eyes looked a bit swollen from crying, but it also filled in a bit of a chu-chu feeling of pity.

“Oh… then forget it.” The way she was staring straight at me somewhat cowed me. If a person’s eyes could kill, I’m sure I’ve been cut by her a thousand times. “Would you like some water?” I think she’s overly emotional.

“What are you going to do with me? Kill me? Kill me. Let me die with my brother, Roy, Carl and the others.” Simply ignoring my words, she pursued.

“Oh? Die? I don’t think so for now. Because I’ll be in trouble if you die.” I thought how silly I must have looked accompanying the words.

“Hey? Why?” Her eyes grew awestruck. “Demon! What are you going to do with me? Just die with that in mind! I’m not going to join you amongst the demons!”

“What? Totally got the wrong idea. Just trying to use you for one of my experiments.” I sighed, and couldn’t help but wonder very much if she had just been so caught up in the loss of her brother that she had completely ignored my conversation with my father.

“Demon! I will never agree to this!” She squeezed the words angrily through her teeth.

“Ah, thanks.” I answered as if I was accustomed to being praised as a knight in the human world. “But if you don’t cooperate, I’m afraid it’s really difficult for me. Because if it’s not good, I’ll be killed because of it. So, even if I’m just begging you. You must help me.” Perhaps overwhelmed by her tone, I, who had been worried about my fate, didn’t even realize that the initiative of the matter didn’t lie in the hands of the other party at all, and habitually used the tone of voice that I used to use most often in the past to plead.

She apparently froze for a moment, but her spirit recovered quickly: “You killed brother, Roy, and Carl!”

Her tone became as if she was about to cry out: “Demons! You demons! I’ll never let you get away with this!”

“Huh? I see.” I started to worry, “But? You’re the ones who rushed in first and killed everyone without a second thought!” I gave up looking for the cup that wasn’t there in the first place and couldn’t help but say.

“That’s because you’re evil!” She yelled.

“Eh?” I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. “You guys who fish the neighborhood!” Obviously dissatisfied with my reaction, she retorted loudly.

“Whoa? You saw that? You were robbed?” It wasn’t so much that I believed the demons in the castle would be honest and docile enough to keep from harming people, I was just surprised that any humans dared to live within a fifty-mile radius.

Ever since I can remember, I haven’t heard of any near the castle being so alternative as to want to dance with the demons. And from what I can tell, it doesn’t seem like the demons would have the guts to go all the way out there alone to satisfy their desire to kill, the castle’s defenses would be enough to keep them busy.

“We saw skeletons and bodies all the way over here.” I suddenly realized that her slight anger was very moving. “Oh! Those were all failed works of experimental magic.”

I glanced at her, knowing that she didn’t believe me, and hurriedly added : “The raw materials are all from invaders who claim to be righteous just like you.” With a group of excellent necromancers around, most of them still became the castle’s absolute fighting force of skeletons and zombies.

“Ha! See. Sure enough you guys killed so many people!”

“Ah! We, too, have often mourned the demons who gave their lives while resisting the greedy invaders who coveted the treasures in our castle.” Who kills more people doesn’t mean that the slain are more righteous. But there are naturally few who can comprehend that when it comes down to it.

“What? Are you saying we came here to covet your treasures!”

“Otherwise, what was that for?!”

“Of course it’s to save the people who are suffering from your rough treatment!”

“Please. We’re the ones who should be saying this to you, right? Aren’t you the ones who attack all day long with a lot of noise? Aren’t you the ones who mercilessly destroy people’s homes and then rush into their homes and massacre them without questioning why or what is right or wrong? You are also the ones who swept away the relics of the poor devils you killed and plundered other people’s homes, aren’t you? You are the ones who make others feel uneasy, and you even refuse to let go of the things on the dead, but you still justify your behavior in the name of justice, and you repeat it again and again in the name of justice. That’s really great.”

I’ve never really thought of the demons as representing justice. The heroes are out to defeat the demons for various purposes, and the demons are out to satisfy their desire to kill and enrich themselves by raiding the bodies of dead outsiders.

My father’s expanding treasure room made me feel deeply that it was just a reciprocal relationship, where everyone got what they needed. Moreover, in the world of demons, it is only natural that strength represents everything. It’s just that at that moment, I was feeling a lot of injustice towards the act of forcibly capturing her, so I involuntarily tried to refute it in order to justify my actions, right?

She was silent there for a while, and with a “oo…” she suddenly and finally burst into tears. Even though her eyes had been so red that it was going to rain, I was still taken aback by her reaction, and my hands were full, not knowing how to comfort this crying girl in front of me.

“Ah… what a pain in the ass… is this the weird animal called a woman?” I thought puzzled.

Because I didn t know what to do to be good, I just looked at her dumbly. But the person in question didn’t seem to have the slightest intention  of stopping, and the more she cried, the louder she got.

IV. Coins 7 (Seven of pentacles)

There are times when you really don’t have to say too much to a woman. Especially the troublesome ones. I didn’t really have that realization at the time, I was just really tired of being cried on by the other side. I didn’t bother to say anything else, just leaned my whole body up. She suddenly stopped crying.

“What… what are you… doing?”

“Your name?” There was a slight tone in my voice that brooked no rebuttal.

“Miri… Miri… Costa.”

“Oh, that’s quite a name.” I responded absently, mentally figuring out what to do next.

I felt a sudden pang of deflation.

Anyway, I’m still just a sixteen year old teenager, surrounded by some uninvolved guys, who only know how to charge and kill all day long, and how to treat a girl is only a little bit known in the magic book.

Generally speaking, summoning magic has no danger of being counter-engaged by spells, and even if I summoned something I couldn’t handle, I was perfectly capable of asking for the combatants of the guards inside the castle. That’s why I decided early in the morning to experiment first with the spell of summoning a Succubus. Following the steps in the book, the first step was to speak gently to the girl, which I seemed to have messed up, but it seemed to work quite well, so the rest was…

Strip them naked, but why? I was a little inexplicably scared, would she swish me a slap? No, even then, it shouldn’t hurt much, I don’t know what I’m afraid of. But it’s already happened, backing out is impossible.

“You…” I simply leaned my entire body over.

“What… are you… going to do? …” Miri asked me, trembling. I think she must have regretted her chosen profession. Monks don’t know any offensive magic, even defensive ones are lacking, and for her, a half-assed, low-level monk, apart from the warrior clan that she could rely on, she really wasn’t much different from meat on a chopping block.

In a couple of tries I removed the blood and dirt stained clothes from her body. Revealing the inner snow-white delicate plump flesh. “Satan!” I couldn’t help but secretly swallow my saliva. Miri’s standard teenage body was just like the devil’s reward, causing a virgin to be incredibly excited. At this moment, Miri, perhaps because of her excessive fear, would only curl up there and shiver, not causing any trouble to my movements at all.

I gathered the courage to use one hand to start gently stroking up Miri’s gelatinous and moving skin, which was delicate and elastic because of its youth and regular exercise.

“What a work of art by the King of Satan!” I praised in my heart.

But, according to the Grimoire, it’s still a prelude. My hands began to approach her breasts, Miri’s breasts were small and firm. The sudden stimulation was like a sudden awakening of a young girl’s reasoning in the middle of a war, Miri’s right hand seemed to finally get up and flew towards the left side of my face, but it only made me more comfortable to grab her hand and press it against my face.

Almost subconsciously, I began to gently bite and nibble. Miri’s small hands were soft and feeble like that. It really didn’t apply to hitting. And Miri’s panic was clearly above mine.

Even with just the added stimulation of her fingers, it was clear that Miri couldn’t take it honestly anymore. Her purring voice was like an invitation to my aggression, and I excitedly pressed my whole body into it as my fingers began to constantly knead the tips of Miri’s breasts, which were already hard enough. The other hand restlessly continued to roam over Miri’s body.

Suddenly Miri yelled out, scaring me so much that I panicked and rushed to cover my mouth with my own. That was the first time I’d ever kissed anyone, oh no, what wasn’t a first time then again?

I kept teasing Miri’s tongue, even if it was too rough from today’s battle-hardened perspective, but I was just purely following the teachings of the spellbook at that point. Fortunately, Miri didn’t take any of this into account, and she just kept moaning vaguely and writhing her flesh as I held her down.

The two flesh thus more closely up, but also more accelerated each other’s pleasure. In a moment, I do not know from where between the belly of a hot current uncontrollable rise up. A part of my lower body began to swell, as if it was thirsting for something, and was looking forward to excretion and explosion.

Even though I hadn’t been taught, I realized in that moment that it was the sex drive. The wonderful body of a young girl made me realize for the first time how powerful LIBIDO is.

It’s about time, isn’t it? The remnants of my sanity told me uncertainly. I tried to calm my breathing and voice according to the book of magic, and sang in a low voice: “O ancient spirits of sexual desire, by the name of Phantom…”. I make a pact with you in the name of Faumitsu… In the name of Faumitsu Kamu, I make a pact with you that I will live in obedience to your sexual urges and provide you with the energy of sexual desire. So lend me your power and obey me. Come forth, lecherous beasts!”

The first time I performed a Succubus Technique and summoned out a Succubus Beast, no matter in terms of quantity and quality it couldn’t be compared to today’s, but after all, it was the first time in my life that I actually succeeded in doing something. The feeling of excitement even momentarily surpassed the stimulation that my flesh was receiving.

I still remember what the beast looked like: it was about the size of a table, with a dozen tentacles, and, well, it was like a large octopus, but without the disgusting head! It was like a large octopus, but without the disgusting head. It was still cute in my eyes. It suddenly appeared next to me, slime all over the place.

That was a mistake. The Succubus is an extremely powerful creature with a very strong libido and lovemaking ability, so much so that even now I’m very cautious about using them. Back then, it was really only necessary to summon one or two little kinky worms that enhanced the atmosphere. The nature of these little earthworm-like creatures burrowing around can give women more heavy and deeper stimulation. But ignorance and haste eventually brought irreparable damage.

The sudden appearance of the creature really startled Miri. But before Miri could react, the Succubus had already utilized its many and long tentacles to tightly encircle Miri and thoughtfully touch Miri’s sexy belt. That kind of touching technique was so amazing in my eyes at that time. And it was amazing that there were so many places on a woman’s body that would give her pleasure.

Like a big snake, Miri flopped around deadly under the kinky beast’s tentacles, refusing to make a moment’s pause. Obviously, it was a very experienced beast, and for me at that time, the foreplay was sufficient and skillful. Gradually, Millie only had the energy to breathe, her face was as delicate as a ripe apple, and her charming little mouth could not spit out complete syllables, but could only barely distinguish the sound of “I”, as for “I what”, no one knew.

Amazed that my libido not only didn’t become depleted because of the summoning of the Succubus, but on the contrary, it grew higher and higher, and I felt that my alter ego was expanding outward in a geometric progression. For the first time in my life, my body felt unbearably hot and dry, which brought me back from the fulfillment of my work to the desire for sexual desire.

I recklessly rushed forward, vainly trying to pull away from the Succubus to allow myself to fuck so much as a sword to the ground. But the Succubus and Miri were much closer than I thought, and it was really hard to find a place to use my skinny body.

I desperately tried to pull the kinky beast outward as if losing my mind, while my body tried its best to move closer to Miri’s flesh. I didn’t know what the result of this would be, but it was just an instinct that was driving me. Miri’s beautiful flesh was being wantonly played with by the Succubus in front of my eyes, and the non-stop panting was so mesmerizing to my mind. Perhaps my actions finally had an effect, or perhaps it was something else, and I was swept up in a handful of the Succubus.

This allowed me to get a closer look at Miri’s pink stamen being played with by the Succubus as it alternated in and out with its three tentacles. The rest of the Succubus’s tentacles were indiscriminately attacking Millie’s body in every place they could penetrate, Millie was screaming and white colored liquid was dripping from her cave, which the Succubus was using to get all over her body with its tentacles. My breathing had never been as tight as it was at this moment, and my sanity had never been as confused as it was at this moment.

With that, something freed the lower half of my erection, and I realized that it could possibly be the tentacles of the Succubus. I desperately tried to break free from it, but that was just useless, I was so comfortable with the two hand-like things that I didn’t realize that I seemed to have ejaculated something. My body felt an unprecedented pleasure, and then my consciousness betrayed me. I finally passed out.

V. Three of wands

I awoke to find myself dumped in a corner of the house. Apparently, the Succubus wasn’t much interested in me, and after doing what it had to do it mercilessly abandoned me as if confronted with a disposable toilet. But I really wasn’t in the mood to blame it for its heartlessness and abandonment. There were more important things for me to do.

Recognizing what had just happened was the first requirement.

I saw Millie.

I don  t think back to what she looked like then, it would really not be conducive to my appetite. She was still between the tentacles of the beast being stroked up and down, her body was full of traces of lust, wet and half-reflective light. Her lower body was as red as if it had been made of blood, and a line of bruises and swellings accused the beast I had summoned of not knowing how to take pity on her.

A tentacle of the lecherous beast was moving in and out of Miri’s mouth, but Miri was no longer able to express whether she liked or loathed the feeling, her eyes, which were almost cracked out of their frames, lost the slightest luster, and her ghastly expression and the inhuman movements and shapes of her limbs that were arbitrarily manipulated told me one thing clearly Miri, she’s dead ！！！！

She died from the Succubus playing with her! It was the first time I realized that the room I had been living in for so long was actually that horrible, a disgusting monster with its many and long tentacles was endlessly playing with the body of a person who was a beautiful maiden a few hours ago. What should be called food in my stomach instantly defected out of my body en masse, sour and bitter liquid leaking out of my mouth onto the floor as I screamed and rushed out of that room, leaving the monster and its toys behind me, still doing its game with unabated gusto.

Afterward my father told me angrily that nothing could happen to make a man forget to lock the door when he left a room, that it was a sign of great lack of domesticity and would be the butt of ridicule by other Keepers of all kinds.

My father didn’t get TheBestCastleKeeperOfTheWorld award that year, and even TheBestEducator award was lacking, and I don’t know if that had anything to do with my carelessness.

It was an accident. The beast won’t stop until it’s sealed, but how could I have known that back then? Though perhaps we should all admire the Succubus for its unrelenting drive. Forgive me if I’m unclear on some of the narrative after this, I’ve really forgotten a lot of things after that.

All I know is that I was sixteen years old, and that day I got the remorse I’ve needed ten years to accrue since then. I don’t remember when I started to get back on my feet. Maybe it was when the janitor showed my father what I had accomplished, the lecherous beast that still stalked the dead body.

My father was very satisfied with my performance in a short period of time, being able to use powerful summoning magic after three or four days of study is quite amazing compared to the progress I or anyone else has made in other areas of magic. It seems that the castle defense force paid a terrible price for dealing with the Succubus that I left in the house. Even though I’m responsible for it, my father’s satisfaction is overflowing.

I was praised for the first time in my life. My father complimented me on my talent. He promised to provide me with adequate logistics, including any needed experimental materials for the women. My incidental request for additional housing was also met with my father’s rare and forthcoming agreement.

As an ordinary and is a new graduate student, can be faster than those veteran professor level magician and all kinds of teaching martial arts magic old lecturers with housing inevitably subject to red eyes, of course, I have because of their own subject is newer and particularly self-conscious, so do not dare to rampage, put off all kinds of lectures and seminars, all day long just obediently stay in the dormitory room and wait for a line of fighters to give me to send the research material to.

However, there are not many women who would have been out there throwing their weight around and adventuring, and most of the so-called female adventurers are just out there to hang on to their golden son-in-laws, they are not really going to go on adventures.

Those who love to be in the limelight and trendy won’t really venture those difficult places either.

And the last kind of simple-minded little girls who are infatuated with the idolatrous adventurers and hero-worshippers will come out, even without fear of danger, only to be pestered by the adventurers, who, if they are idolatrous, will only take them on trips to various places for fun and amusement, and will never come to a place like their father’s castle themselves; and the real adventurers will be wise enough to politely refuse these troubles.

This is something I learned firsthand later when I was out walking around, but I didn’t know it at the time, blaming the people who were looking for materials for how it always took so long to bring me research materials that I couldn’t utilize. They were so old or so ugly that I had to politely decline on various pretexts. Picky eaters are human beings, even little ones who spend their days with the ugliest monsters in the world and have never seen a woman.

And as time passed in my boredom, the gossip around me increased. In order to minimize my father’s displeasure with the progress of my research, I tried to blame it on the incompetence of his men. Just as I was beginning to discredit my excuses and suspect that the day of my dismissal was just around the corner, a new chapter in my life was about to be turned.

Chapter 2 The Tower

Preface, Holy Grail 8 (Eight of cups)

I remember one night after this, in the pink knot of sexual desire, asking Catherine, who was reclining in my arms, Maggie, and Lucia, who was lying across one side of the bed, why they had come to my father’s castle that day.

At that time, we had just finished a crazy foursome, and I was always in a particularly good mood at such times. Catherine’s winking eyes turned silky as she looked up at me, as if she had not yet recovered from the passion she had just experienced, and cat-like purrs flowed from her mouth into my ears: “I don’t know,” she paused.

“Maybe it was because we were just so bored at that point, you know, it’s just hard to stay alive in one place all day.” She said as she glanced at Maggie and Lucia beside her.

“So now what?” I asked knowingly.

Catherine smiled mysteriously and flipped her white naked body over, hooking her left hand around my neck and sliding her right hand more restlessly towards my already swollen area. She let out a few gasps in her throat, swallowed something hard, and winkingly said, “Let’s do it again.”

I smiled slightly as Maggie beside me was still a little lost in thought, I let go of one of my hands that had been around her body to rub Catherine’s breasts instead, Catherine’s breasts were large and bouncy yet proudly erect due to their youth, they could really be considered the cream of the crop amongst the breasts, and Catherine was enjoying the stimulation of her breasts most of all.

At this point Lucia, who could only lie horizontally on her side a moment ago, slowly crawled over. I pushed Maggie with my foot and she looked at me confused, but her back was finally attacked mercilessly by Lucia’s tiny tongue. This was the message I sent to Lucia through the boundary.

After all, Maggie was not an easy target, and although she was initially rendered defenseless by Lucia’s sneak attack, Maggie soon managed to get one of her fingers into Lucia’s pussy and began to dig very patiently. Lucia’s body, which had just lost too much strength, was clearly unable to cope with the stimulation and she fell into a babbling fit of rage, losing the momentum she had gained just moments before.

I watched with interest as Maggie and Lucia performed their lewd battle, my lower body jerking in response to Catherine’s reactions. Catherine’s had unconsciously moved her face down to the base of my thighs and declared war on my parting with her unique tongue technique.

Feeling the tingling and pleasure that continued to spread to my nerves in my lower body, my hands abandoned their attack on Catherine’s breasts and yanked her over into a 69 position, launching a counter-attack in which I continuously stimulated Catherine’s plumbing with my own golden middle finger while my tongue barreled right through her front door, and was suddenly plunged into yet another of the most intense and primal carnal duels between the two of them.

Kathryn responded obliviously, her tongue skills becoming bolder and wilder at the same time. We made love frantically in the knot, for a few moments, constantly reviewing the various sexual positions and maneuvers.

My huge rod and Kathryn’s fat pussy, pumping fiercely in the sweat made all kinds of intense sounds, echoing the wild cries of both of them, and next to them there were Maggie and Lucia, unable to bear their own mutual stimulation of the waves made and swirled.

The weird pink color turned it all into a kinky paradise in our eyes. Until finally we all climaxed in each other’s arms, screamed and collapsed into sleep. At that moment, they were both beautiful and moving.

So, at that time I wished that everything could stay like that and never change.

I. Coin 9 (Nine of pentacles)

I remember vividly the day Kathleen and the girls arrived, I had just finished enjoying my lunch and was lying on the paneled bed that was the sole property of my bedroom-cum-laboratory, reading the third volume of the full-length biography, “The Chronicles of Lance, King of the Ghostbusters”.

And that’s when our great Ghost King, having just completed his suppression of Liberty City, was about to launch his invasion of Desert City. The alarm of an invasion by a foreign enemy sounded right in my ears.

It was the majestic March of the Valkyries, just as the castle had Destiny for the wake-up call, Don Giovanni for the lunch music, Swan Lake for the bath, and Requiem for those who couldn’t sleep. It all came to this after my father realized during an admonition that the accompaniment of “Pollywogs” was a better morale booster.

“Another invasion?” I wondered a bit. Taking a nap after lunch could aid in the digestion of food, this was one of the few recognized truths among humans, gods, and demons. That’s why anyone with some common sense wouldn’t choose this time to disturb others. There was the fluke of being able to sneak up on someone while they were asleep, but all the same, once discovered, anger triggered by sleep deprivation was never among the guarantees of sanity.

These days, people who dare to act against the will of the world can basically be included in the national level rare animals that need to be protected. The other party is either too strong and ruthless, or they don’t have common sense in general. Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but want to see the true colors of the person coming. I dropped the book in my hands, drew on my slippers and ran towards the source of the alarm. But before I could take more than a few steps, at a corner of the corridor, there was a bang, and I ran into someone head-on.

“Yikes! That hurts.”

“Yeah! Sorry.” The other party, who should have been hit equally hard, couldn’t be bothered to cry out in pain and hurriedly apologized.

“Hey?” I realized that the person I bumped into turned out to be a brat who had just retired from the battlefield, with an injured bandage on his left hand.

“Yikes, what luck!” I mumbled in my mind. If the one I hit was a grumpy longhorn ogre, in the next moment of shouting in pain. I would have been taken into someone else’s stomach as the other party’s injury consolation, right? But the other party is just a lowliest little imp. that would be completely fine. Not only do you not have to apologize, but you can even point fingers at the other person and put all the blame for the traffic accident on them.

Wizards are paid much more than the average imp, so while they’re really good when they get to level ten – at the very least, they can kettle a dozen unranked wizards like me – I still have the right of course to pivot in the dark world where money is the most important thing.

“Did you just retreat from the invasion?” In order to recognize my opponent’s strength in order to save the extra time that I could have wasted anywhere, I thought it would be best to recognize some things beforehand.

“Yeah! Aye. I was there painting the walls when it was invaded.”

“So, what kind of people are coming to invade this time?” I wasn’t interested in caring what the brat was doing just now, so I continued to pick what I wanted to know to follow up.

“It’s… it’s a very… odd… odd group of people.” The poor brat replied with all due respect.

“Eccentric?” Hearing an answer outside of this standard, I couldn’t help but be confused. It couldn’t be that we had collided earlier and knocked the brat’s head into the show doo, could it? “Speak clearly.” I ordered simply.

“It’s… it’s three women.”

“Hey?” I was instantly flooded with interest. Hoping that the growth would take a look, I couldn’t help but mentally pray to King Satan. Then I might finally have a chance to continue my experiments. After Miri’s death, I was devastated and still memorized the Succubus Spellbook in spite of my boredom, not that my memory is that good, but after that day until now, two or three months have passed.

“What kind of women are they? Pretty?” Almost as soon as I blurted it out I began to regret it; there was a huge difference between Fae aesthetics and humans. The large spider in charge of cleaning my room, after peeking at Cleopatra, another overhead historical novel on my bedside, had once pointed to the portrait of Cleopatra on the cover, created by Govan, the first painter on earth, and asked me why anyone would like such an ugly woman. It’s the sort of thing I usually only ask the skeleton soldiers in the castle, who were at least once human.

“Oh…” As expected, looking at the way the kid was stammering I guess father didn’t have to expect it to rise to any higher level.

If I continue to tangle with this little brat in front of me like this, I’m afraid that the demonic creatures that are freaking out will really tear apart the intruder that’s stirring up everyone’s good dreams and eat them alive. “With three women, the probability of appearing available for experimentation is still high, yo.” Trying to think of the good side of things, I got up and continued to run towards the place of the accident. Leaving that poor brat who couldn’t figure out the situation alone, it’s about time for them to recover their injured parts after eating two chickens anyway, right? This is an age of fantasy after all.

As the saying goes: the early bird gets the worm, and the early bird gets the worm. So my father used to say that being on time was a prerequisite for being a successful demon. I am afraid it is impossible to verify which historical figure or movie star said this phrase, so that my father, who has always been fond of preaching, would memorize it so well and repeat it again and again in the Monday morning meeting. But judging by the timing of my arrival at the scene of the accident alone, I might be on my way to becoming a successful demon myself.

When I arrived, the battle had just ended. No, rather than that, the state of the scene was more like the chaos that one expects to organize after a little farce.

Our side couldn’t even get a mid-level demon like the Spiteful Warrior to make it to the stage, and just by relying on a bunch of low-level brats and skeleton soldiers, the germ of the riot was successfully snuffed out in ten minutes of concerted effort. The other side really isn’t just the usual lack of common sense that you’d expect from a hotel. Such a rookie also wants to come to our castle to explore, by father knows, will certainly again complain that today’s young people do not know the rules.

Can’t we just find a dense forest and fight a couple of slimes to level up first? Our castle has always gotten four stars in the adventurer’s handbook. The quality and strength of the magical creatures here has never failed to impress the commissioner of the adventurer’s union. When I think about it, even I, who also hangs out here and really doesn’t have a position, get angry.

So angry, “Dang!” The foot kicked a good hard thing.

“Ah, that hurts!”

“Ah. My pan!”

“Lucy, why are you throwing things around again? In the name of the Manele royal family, I said that things should be taken care of. Did you remember my words or not!”

“Hey, cousin. We’re sneaking out, so don’t yell so loud!”

Brotherwood? What kind of illogical question and answer is that? I had a reality level realization about that brat’s comment earlier.

“Ah, Famit, you’re here.” At the same time, someone who was commanding from the side spotted me.

“Ah, good day, Sensei.” I realized that it was Sword and Demon Sensei, and quickly turned around to answer.

“How’s it going? How’s it going?”

“Ah, thanks to the blessing of the teacher. Everything is fine.”

“It’s just that if we keep doing nothing. It’s going to be bad soon.” Exchanging nutrient-less repartee, I still couldn’t help but sneak my attention to the side.

“This time, the captives are three women.”

“Ah, yes.”

“I’ve heard that! Get to the point.” I was getting impatient.

“It should be an experiment you can utilize, I was just about to have it bundled up and sent to you.”

“Huh? Ah, yes, thank you teacher.” I couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

Since I started researching the new subject of kinky magic, I requested a batch of classic adult novels for the library under the pretext of “reference”. This request, which was originally intended to be a personal favor, has unexpectedly gained me great popularity throughout the castle. Even with the limitations of aesthetic concepts and literacy levels. I don’t think that every borrower will be able to get all the fun out of it. But even the half-beast demons – bulldogs and hellhounds – who have a deep-rooted prejudice that “a facility like a library is a place where only self-righteous nerds go to waste their time, and that the real good demons should only work out in the training grounds” will also show me their affectionate faces when they see me. Even when they see me, they show me their smiles that are more frightening than crying. It’s not surprising that Sword Demon Teacher, a former Brave Knight who claimed to have published a biography of himself when he was alive, would favor me, his untalented disciple.

“So, what do you hope to do next?”

“Ah, I dare not trouble the teacher. I’ll just get two people to escort them to my house.” Even after seeing it more often, I was still uncomfortable with the teacher baring his teeth and trying to put on a smile. That was only slightly better than the hypocritical face of a priest or politician when compelling the people.

“Ah, I see.” Sword Demon waved his hand at the back, “Royantar, Midamea, you two come over here and escort the captives to Mr. Familiar’s lab.”

Behind the teacher, two guys with rotting flesh still on their bodies, obviously recently dead, staggered forward on their mission with their heads threatening to fall off at any moment.

“Ah, then that’s it. Even though they’re newly dead, when they were alive they were known as the ‘XX Twin Walls’ or something that could be trusted. If you leave it to the two of them, I think you can rest assured that you won’t let the captives escape halfway.” Teacher patted his ribs on his chest and assured me.

“Ah… Thank you, Sensei.”

Taking the moment when the skeletal double wall trembled and walked over to take the man, I took my first close look at the woman who was about to be my experiment.

Thank Satan. They are so beautiful. Although their faces and bodies were more or less dirty because of the battle just now. However, this still didn’t cover up their seductive appearance. Although the leading female warrior was wearing a red soft armor that should be as bright and beautiful as a flame, it did not cover her proud and plump figure at all, and the arrogant look on her delicate and moving face aroused men’s desire for conquest and made them want to kiss her.

The other two women in the back were in no way inferior to the former. The one standing on the left, dressed as a priestess, exuded an elegant and intellectual glow, and with a clear face appeared as if she was moving.

On the other hand, the woman with her head hanging low sobbing was dressed as a maid, her petite body matched with a touching expression, making people look at her with an impulse to want to hold her in their arms and wantonly flirt with her.

“Ah, big pass la.” I swallowed hard, and in my heart, I even felt that it would be a shame to use them for my experiments. However, I was the only one who thought that way.

“Hey! Don’t pull me so hard! Don’t pull me so hard!”

“Ah!”

“Ah, I can walk by myself.”

Three exclamations of surprise. The almost rough movement of the skeleton’s double walls made me shake my head as I watched. That guy who still had a blue eye hanging out of his eye frame, did he have a grudge against pretty women? I couldn’t help but sigh at the two skeleton soldiers who didn’t know how to show mercy, commanding them to escort the three grumbling women, singing “Peace be with you!” and informing everyone that they could go back to sleep. The ghost of the night watchman, who informed everyone that they could go back to sleep, returned to my house while banging a gong.

III. Coins 2 (Two of pentacles)

My lab is huge, and that’s because despite being beautifully called a lab, it contains nothing but the requisite bed. Even the books I borrowed from the library were just lying around.

Individual adornments in the World of Darkness need to be plundered from self-reliance, so that at least the unearned wealth of the bureaucrats at the top and the pot luck of the masses at the bottom is avoided. This system of distribution is fair to society as a whole, but it tends to be a nuisance to the individual. The good thing is that I’m not fussy about décor, and usually just having a bed is enough, whether I’m living or experimenting-mostly jerking off. It still seems shabby and inconvenient once guests come over, but fortunately the probability of such an incident is still small enough to be negligible.

So after the three captives were simply thrown onto my bed, the Skeleton Twin Walls took their leave. Looking at their distant backs, I was suddenly flooded with a feeling of weakness. From now on, I will have to face the three stunning beauties on my own. I was actually not at all sure about the magic I was going to practice. The first time I experimented, even though I succeeded in using the magic, its power was so great that I had no way of controlling it. If I were to venture any further, it wouldn’t be surprising if I lost my life. I could have fooled myself with the excuse of a lack of experimental materials, but once everything was prepared, I realized that I was that nervous and scared to face the experiment I looked forward to every day.

“Ah, please sit…” I wanted to say something to calm my nerves, but as I did so, I realized that it didn’t do much good to the other person, who was tied up like a child and thrown on the bed, but was more like a taunt. So it’s “Welcome to my humble abode?” I don’t think so. It’s true, not only the experience in dealing with magic, but even the experience in dealing with women was below the standard even then, despite the bitter experience of Miri.

“Hey, rude boy! Do you know it’s inhumane to treat prisoners like this? Brotherwood is lying down like this! Also, the ropes are tied too tightly! Finally, what the hell are you going to do with us?”

Like a barrage, oooh, I was bombarded by that condescending warrior woman who couldn’t interject a word. Even though I couldn’t move and lay on the bed, my vocal glands and nerves were unharmed. Having come all this way, her patience seems to have reached its limit.

“Ah, I’m thinking…”

“Hey? Are you an idiot?!”

“Ah, probably…”

The other person’s aura was so compelling that I inadvertently blurted out what I had originally just said about myself in my mind.

It’s good that the other side isn’t afraid of me. It saves me the trouble of trying to persuade them to cooperate with my experiments. However, if the initiative was taken by someone else, it would seem… unseemly to be a demon.

“Oooh, please don’t kill us.” The most petite of the carcasses let out an almost mournful sound, duly relieving me of my inferiority complex, and in my heart, I felt more or less favorably towards the owner of the voice.

“Ah, it won’t be. As long as you cooperate.” Alarmed, he realized that the words in front of him seemed too weak, and really didn’t sound like the tone a demon should have. “Heh heh.” I tried to copy a vampire’s bad smile pose behind me.

“Hey, kid! Who do you think you’re talking to! I’m Catherine Xavier, First Lady of the Duchy of Emmanuel. Catherine Xiu. Camus! On the honor of the House of Emmanuel, I will not be threatened by a demon!”

“Ah… but that makes it harder.” In my anxiety, I didn’t even realize that my partner’s last name was the same as mine.

“Hey, little brother, don’t worry like that. You can start by telling us what you want us to do with you.” It was the Priestess Maggie beside her who hastily interjected once she saw that the situation was not right.

“Eh? Ah, ah. Actually, it’s me who’s working on a new magic and wants some help la.”

Maybe it was because at the time Maggie was talking really like a big sister. I answered honestly.

“Huh? You’re not going to use us as targets, are you?” The second half of the sentence was already close to tears as the girl Catherine had previously called “Lucy” asked. Although compared to the other two, her ability to adapt to reality was probably the worst. But in a way, she was probably the closest to normal.

“Huh? No… will… la.”

“Aww, you’re lying! Oooh~~”

My melancholy attitude was completely caught in the eyes of the sensitive young girl, so, before the words were out of her mouth, Lucy literally burst into tears.

“Yikes, that hurts.” It’s come to the point where I have to do something to hold my tongue. Letting a young girl cry endlessly would be another lesson in demonic spirit when her father found out, wouldn’t it?

“Yeah, it’s true. I won’t use you guys as targets.” I suddenly thought of a certain page in the Succubus magic book and had an idea.

“Look, it’s like this yo.” I hurriedly followed what I remembered in my head, making a gesture with my right hand, and a handful of my left hand on the young girl’s young breast.

With a whimper of “ㄚ”, the young girl struggling in my clutches couldn’t be bothered to cry and shrieked.

“Hey! Kid, what are you doing?!” At the sight of Catherine, who was on the side, she also spoke in a displeased tone and chimed in. But it didn’t take long for me to realize that rather than that being Catherine’s displeasure at my rude behavior, it was more about my displeasure at me for not picking her.

Ah, at this time, even if I’m misunderstood as a lecher, I don’t care about that much. In order to ensure the effectiveness of the magic, I press down with my left hand. Lucia couldn’t help but let out a “oooh”. This unexpected reaction and the unique sensation coming from the girl’s chest made my heart flutter, but I still sang softly according to what was written in the Lust Magic book: “Lustful spirits flying in the sky, please convey my heart  into the air, open up the evil boundary, and accelerate the flow of desire. Bardas, Vidarfi.”

As I recall, in the Succubus magic book’s chapters on boundaries, there are references to auxiliary boundaries, which generally serve to enhance other magical effects and such. If used alone, it was thought to be harmless to human animals. Of course, what’s more crucial is that one of them requires the borrowing of a female body in order to be opened. So, it should be possible to use that as an excuse to explain what I need the cooperation of the Lugia girls for. Uh, of course it’s just to appease them first. So, also for that purpose, I hope that the sign that the book says proves this boundary, uh, the pink color that will make the air inside the boundary appear is still as clear and obvious as possible. It helps strengthen the credibility of my words.

But after two minutes of silent waiting, around me, nothing happened. Hey? How could this happen? I couldn’t help but feel so defeated. Though there was no expectation of such earth-shattering exaggerated big effects like the Apostles attacking, Godzilla disembarking, and the Orion Phantom firing its destruction cannons, that might be too difficult for the special effects people of the movie who will make my biography in the future. But pink, my pink, why? Why hasn’t it appeared yet? Even the gentle object under my palm didn’t become bigger and plumper.

“Lucy. Are you alright?” Probably bluffed by my profound-sounding spell in front of her, Maggie also just reacted and hurriedly asked about Lucia.

“Oooh, it hurts to have my chest crushed.” Lucia replied as she cried.

“Hey? That’s not a problem!” Catherine responded as well, “Hey kid, what the hell did you do to Lucy?!”

“Huh? Ah. I didn’t do anything.” Looking at the distrustful gazes of the three women, I myself realized that this kind of statement really doesn’t have much credibility, and hurriedly changed my story, “I just wanted to open a harmless boundary for you guys to see, yo. Prove that I won’t use you guys as targets.”

“Then why did you have to die pressing on Lucy’s breasts?”

Woo, spot on question.

“Because, this knot needs a member of the opposite sex as a collaborator.”

“Is there such a thing as strange magic to open a boundary like that?” Catherine didn’t ask it out that way, but the way she looked at me and then at the movements of the priestess beside her was enough to note what she wanted to ask.

“Hey? What kind of magic is that? Or, can you tell us what the knot you’re trying to open does?” It seems Maggie doesn’t know either, so she asked me directly.

Whoops. Another one of the favorites was given. I’m afraid that if I honestly answer the names of Succubus Magic and Succubus Boundary, I’ll end up in a situation that’s even harder to explain.

“Salty.”

Catherine saw that I couldn’t answer and finally gave me this final word.

“ㄞ. No, no, no. I’m telling the truth.”

Seeing that they didn’t believe me at all, I couldn’t help but panic even more. Could it be that the spell failed because I heard Lucy call out earlier and gave a distraction? I couldn’t review it in time and hurriedly recited the spell again.

This time, even the three girls were patient enough to wait together for ten minutes, but still, nothing happened. The air around them hadn’t changed at all. Catherine finally let out a giggle.

ㄞ. This time even I don’t believe my own words. Not only did the color remain unchanged, but usually when a boundary is opened, the person inside can always feel a little bit different from before. Even this kind of difference, I didn’t notice it at all. In other words, the spell failed completely.

“How did this happen?!” I mourned in my heart. It seems that the one success on Miri the previous time was really a fluke, my luck in studying still hasn’t changed at all ah.

Honestly speaking, using magic twice in a row and nothing happening in the end is not really a bad event in my not-so-short magical learning career. At least, compared to the countless embarrassing mistakes I’ve made in the past, it’s probably a lucky one. Accidents like trying to summon a demon but calling out a bear, trying to electrocute someone but turning out a bottle of bad wine, and even in the castle, there was a “Familiar fireball, everyone put away your clothes!”

Bad jokes like that.

“You’re so horny, little brother.”

Seeing that I was lost in thought, Maggie on the side reminded me with a coquettish smile.

Hey? I realized that my left hand was still pressed on Lucy’s breast, and I couldn’t help but blush and immediately withdraw it. But it drew a merciless laugh of shame from Catherine.

Oooh, I really have nothing to say after failing to open the boundary and being misunderstood like that. It’s just that I was so careless that I thought about things before I finished packing up the experimental work, so it’s no wonder that I was thought of in such a way by Maggie.

“I didn’t mean to.”

Although I didn’t hold the naïve idea that a verbal explanation alone could dispel misunderstandings about such things, I was still busy explaining. The other party’s reaction was far beyond my expectations.

“Ah, ah. Little brother, I believe in you, yo.”

“So, can you also believe me when I say that I won’t make targets out of you guys?”

“Ah, why don’t you believe it?”

“Then, it’s also possible to believe… that… that, about the junction?” I stammered in recognition.

“Ah, yeah. Little brother, you’re very kind yo.”

“ㄞ?” As expected, I was scolded. I hung my head in defeat.

Maggie was obviously very surprised by my sudden frustration.

“ㄚ, ㄚ. Little brother. We can discuss the matter of cooperation. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Really?” My spirits lifted and my drooping head came back up, looking skeptically at Maggie.

“Yah, it’s true.” Maggie affirmed in a huff.

Presumably, I thought that my magic really sucked, so even if I got hit, I shouldn’t have any problems, right? I found a more reasonable sounding explanation for this unexpected gain.

“So what. We’ll take our time to talk about cooperation. But can you loosen the ropes for us first, it really hurts to be tied up like this, yo.”

“ㄚ. That way. Yah, sorry, I got it. Untie your sister right away.”

At this point, I trusted Maggie exactly as I would a big sister. I didn’t hear any problems or hesitations at all, and even took the initiative to fulfill her deliberately unspoken hopes. Of course, if time had flown by twenty years, I might have had enough judgment to avoid what happened later. However, at that time, I was completely fooled by her.

Just as soon as I untied the rope for Maggie, there was a sharp, “Ummm,” and an inexplicable pain came up from the small of my back, instantly bowling me over into a shrimp, completely incapacitated and in so much pain that all I could do was roll around on the bed.

“Sorry about that yo, little brother.” Maggie stood up and clapped her hands together, smiling as she undid the restraints on Katherine and Lucretia next to her.

I couldn’t say a word in the face of Maggie’s smug, confident smile. And it wasn’t just because of Maggie’s knee strike. In just a few seconds, the positions of both sides had been completely reversed, and the heavy frustration this incident had left me with seemed to be the main culprit. Even though I was the one who was broken, the way Maggie, who had directed this charade and manipulated the teenager’s mind from the beginning to the end, had done it could also be described as magnificent.

Meanwhile, Katherine, who had completely regained her freedom of physical movement, rubbed her wrists and came over to Maggie at a rate to thank her.

“That’s beautiful.” That’s what I wanted to say, except that there was more than a little sour jealousy in Maggie’s tone.

“Yeah. It’s just a little trick. Don’t take it to heart, cousin.” Maggie smiled back.

“So, what should we do next?”

“Hey? What?”

“Don’t play dumb! How are we going to escape. You should have a plan, right?”

“Ah, a way out.” Maggie shrugged once and spread both hands outward, “I haven’t figured it out yet, so, not yet.”

“Are we just going to stay here forever?” Catherine had an incredulous look on her face.

“Ah, well it seems like that’s all there is to it.” Maggie’s bland face showed no expression.

“Ya, don’t.” Even after regaining her freedom, Lucia’s greenish face didn’t look much better than it was.

“Hey, are you kidding me. This place is dirty and messy, and I’m not going to continue staying in such a tasteless place!”

“So do you think we can beat those guards out there if we go out now?” Maggie asked.

“I can’t…” If you’re really stubborn and unintelligent, you might say something like, “It was just a mistake, but now it’s okay.” Or, “If you don’t drag your feet, it’s okay.” Or something like that. But although she hesitated for a moment, Catherine still bluntly acknowledged Maggie’s words, which somehow showed that she wasn’t an incapable woman either.

“It’s safe here at least. If the others don’t find out.”

“Well, I admit that I was the cause of my overly rash behavior earlier. But if we’re just going to sit here and do nothing, isn’t it only a matter of time before we’re found out and revert back to being prisoners or even outright killed?”

“Uh-huh. Hmm. Makes sense.” I mentally nodded my head.

“ㄚ. It’s not like that.”

“Oh? Looks like there’s some kind of conspiracy going on, yo.” Catherine raised her eyes to note Maggie.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t say that. It’s not a conspiracy. It’s just that before I left the city, I left a signal for the Knights…”

“Have them pick us up then?”

“Ah… that’s right.”

Being pressed by Catherine, Maggie blushed in embarrassment like a child who had done something wrong, her eyes glanced around and her voice in reply was lowered.

“What the hell! You didn’t trust me at all from the beginning!”

“Yeah, I’m sorry, cousin. I just…”

“Ugh, forget it. It’s unfortunate that you said it anyway.” Catherine waved her hand generously and said with feigned disinterest, “But it’s pretty boring to just keep waiting here. So, what time did you arrange for the Knights to arrive?”

“If we go out for three days and don’t come back, I’ll tell Christine to give them the letter.”

“In that case, this is the third day we’ve been out here, and the journey here from the city of Hernis should take a day and a half on horseback, no matter how fast it is. Oi? That is to say, we have to stay in this shabby and dirty place for two more days at the very least?” Catherine couldn’t help but scream shrilly.

“Ah, no!” Lucretia followed suit.

“Hey, don’t scream so loudly! If someone outside finds out, then we’ll be in real trouble.”

Ugh. I couldn’t help but get even more frustrated hearing them say that. My room has a good soundproof effect. Not only is the door heavy and thick, but it’s also located in a very remote corner of the castle, so as long as nothing like a nuclear bomb exploding or something that makes a loud noise happens inside, whatever noise there is, it basically won’t be noticed by outsiders. That’s because I thought that I would disturb passersby when I was doing my experiments. But now, it seems like it’s just a cocoon. In my heart, I made a thousand promises to my favorite Satan Demon King: next time I prepare for an experiment, I will definitely go to the room with the most people coming and going, and I will never close the door!

“Yeah. Also. In that case, I must do something first!” Catherine immediately took Maggie’s advice, calmed down, and then spoke decisively.

“Hey?” The other three people in the room looked at Catherine strangely at the same time, wondering what on earth she was going to do.

“Little friend, you were very horny just now, weren’t you?” Catherine ignored the surprise of the bystanders and walked straight to me, smiling.

Is there a difference between being horny just now and now? I was really surprised. But even though the other party tried to smile as sweetly as possible, I couldn’t help but feel a chill down my back. She’s not going to do anything to me, is she? I try to think of the good side. It’s just that, just like the words I convinced them just now, I don’t really believe it myself either.

“Don’t deny it yo.” Catherine smiled even sweeter, “Sister won’t eat you.”

“Ah, ah.” I looked at Catherine’s face that was gradually coming up, and answered with a trembling voice. Even though what the other party said was right, but, it didn’t make much sense, I still felt that it sounded more like “Sister will eat you no matter what.” Such horrible words.

“So just answer me honestly.” Kathryn paused, grabbing my hand as she put it into the spot on her chest under her soft armor.

“Hey?” I was instantly dumbfounded by her actions.

“That idiot.” It was Maggie who seemed to have seen it coming, lamenting in a whisper in that tone of voice that decided the other was hopelessly out of his depth.

“This breast, compared to the one you just touched. Doesn’t it feel a little better?”

Ah. I couldn’t say a word when I was asked this question. The word “ridiculous” in the dictionary seems to have found its best explanation in reality. The fact that I was so upset about such a small matter proved to me that I still had a lot to learn in the course of “women”.

Of course, if you put aside these anachronistic sentiments. Uh, I mean, Catherine also has a reason to be angry. Completely different from the small, firm breasts of a young girl like Lucia, even though she was somewhat restrained due to the need to wear soft armor, Kathryn’s ripe, plump breasts still brought an incredibly warm and comfortable sensation to my hands as if they were about to burst out. If I had to describe it, it would be like a marshmallow with body heat, like it’s going to melt in your hand at any moment.

“How about it, little friend? Does it feel, much better than earlier?” Catherine smiled while guiding my hands around her chest.

Oooh, I’m even more speechless. Although this kind of thing is actually quite hard to compare, it’s just that I, who was completely mesmerized by Catherine’s mature charms, still honestly wrote the answer on my fuming face. However, Catherine was still not satisfied, and instead teased me even more firmly, making sure to get a clear answer from my mouth. The stubborn expression was as hopeless as a typical lead poisoner. Ah, now that I think about it, that’s how it was. Although at that time, I had forgotten to think at all.

“Cousin. It’s best not to make a scene lah.” Maggie stepped forward with a bitter smile on her face to round off the conversation.

“Hey? Are you jealous? Or maybe you want to come along for the ride?”

This kind of answer, when put into the hands of an ordinary person, would probably be the kind of slow-wittedness that would not be able to understand the situation, wouldn’t it? However, in Catherine’s case, even if she was later honored as the “Queen of the Iron Fist”, this kind of really offline scene was probably not uncommon.

“Oh, no. It’s just…”

“What does it matter? We still have a lot of time anyway. I’ll make sure to ask about it!”

“But, cousin, you needn’t mind so much the opinion of a little child.”

“Miss.”

“Lucy, shut the fuck up!”

Lucretia also finally spoke up to try to dissuade her master from his capricious behavior. However, as another accomplice in the crime, her attempted speech drew even greater ire from Catherine.

“So what, unless you guys want to join in as well, stay out of both of our personal affairs, yo.”

While warning, Catherine became more unrestrained. While not letting me go at all with her right hand, she moved her left hand to my lower crotch as well, and with a very skillful maneuver, she freed my dick from my pants.

“Yikes!” The cry was almost the same as the one that Lucia had just received, except that this time it came from my mouth. But at the same time, even though they didn’t cry out, the three girls on the other side of the room looked even more shocked than I was, as they stared at each other in disbelief.

Of course, I don’t have to ask, but by looking at the direction they were staring at, I could probably understand the reason for each other’s surprise. Because of the sudden release from the restraints, probably as hideous as when the EVA prime mover went on the rampage, my penis had already filled with blood and blossomed in the cold air because the stimulation that I had just received was too strong.

“Look at how surprised they are. It seems that even though it hasn’t been put to use yet, mine should be somewhat ornamental in terms of size, right?” I thought smugly in my heart. It’s not like I haven’t compared them, but the communal bathhouses and toilets are filled with almost every one of them that aren’t super monster sizes comparable to the human race. The sadness of a human who grew up in the Devil’s Castle is not something normal people can understand, and probably only the Knights and Fantima who drove the Cross Phantom but spent their days with the Handheld Destruction Cannon’s Hunter Phantom can understand.

However, even as a representative of the human race who has survived amongst the monsters with very little dignity until now, everything is finally over. Looking at Catherine’s and the girls’ surprised yet adoring expressions, a sense of pride unique to males spread in my heart from the bottom of my heart.

“Wow, that’s cute.”

Just as I was still feeling smug, Maggie’s words instantly knocked me from hell back to heaven.

“Hey? Really Hotel.”

“Yah, it’s really cute, yo.”

Describing someone else’s doppelganger as “cute” was not a pleasant experience at all. Not to mention the fact that there were Catherine and Lucia knocking on the door. Oooh, the painful blow immediately made me hang my head down, a feeling of shame and death spread all over my body, the blood was accelerating to withdraw from my doppelganger in self-destruction, and my dick immediately went limp.

“Hey, don’t go soft.” Catherine droned anxiously, as it was a matter of her mature female dignity, “Get up! Get your ass upright!”

However, if this kind of thing could be effective just by being talked about, I don’t think there would be any male impotence in this world. So, no matter how anxious and loud Catherine was, my body continued its great rout in accordance with my will.

“Damn it!” Recognizing the seriousness of the situation, Catherine instantly couldn’t care about any other problems, and with a bow, she took my parting into her mouth.

And..! A sudden and intense stimulus rushed through my nerves at once. “What is it?” Before I could realize it, my blood, which was still in a state of disarray and disarray, suddenly regained its strength and rushed back to its position like a tidal wave in an instant. Not only that, Catherine began to use her skillful oral techniques to boost the morale of our troops. Not only licking, but even the edge of her tongue could make various smooth movements, gently massaging all parts of my parting like a show. The comfortable feeling at this moment even made me a little jealous of my dick. And then skillfully gulped back and forth the two little balls tied under my parting, and continuously stimulated them with my mouth. This kind of magnificent technique really makes people cannot help but wonder where in the world she honed her “famous general” attack style.

Soon, under a commander as adept at motivating his subordinates as Catherine, the army under my command swarmed together, no longer under the control of reason, and completely soared. It didn’t even take long for them to moan, and under the call of the supreme pleasure they enjoyed for the first time in their lives, from the depths of my manhood, a group of reserve troops rushed out with a drumbeat of fury. Oooh, oooh. My body couldn’t restrain itself from twitching a few times, and semen flew from my little brother into Catherine’s mouth, before it just went limp again with exhaustion. I ejaculated.

“Cough, cough, cough.” Kathryn, who was still teasing my doppelganger, obviously didn’t expect me to explode so quickly. It was obviously far beyond her expectations. So defenselessly, she swallowed all of my cum at once and choked on it.

“It’s true that you’re a kid who hasn’t grown up yet. Kid, this won’t work, yo.” Catherine sighed as she managed to slow down and shook her head.

It hurts my pride to be told that. But what the other person said was true. So I can’t refute it. In fact, even if I wanted to retort, I wouldn’t have the energy to do so. I panted heavily, only feeling a gust of dry mouth, completely not realizing that the air around me was quietly changing.

In fact, not only me, but even Kathryn and the girls didn’t notice in the slightest that a hint of an unnoticeable pink color was silently clouding our surroundings the moment I ejaculated out.

“Lucy, you’re up next, shout that brat back up again when he goes soft. We’re going to punish this brat properly.” Perhaps seeing that I didn’t say anything, Catherine couldn’t help but feel a nameless fire in her heart and commanded Lucia.

“Hey? Me? Miss, don’t.” Lucia’s scared look is always so cute.

“Huh? Since when can you start refusing my orders?” Catherine got even angrier.

“Oh, no, ma’am. But I… I… really…”

“What’s not but. When you were in the castle, didn’t you still have fun with Fran? Being plugged by him, you’re in love  ah!”

“Ya, Miss. That’s…” said Lucia, already in tears.

“And so many reasons! Don’t you just love being plugged? I’ve decided that after the blowjob, you’re going to have to spread your pussy wide open and give this brat a plug in front of us!”

“Cousin.”

“Mirandasia, this has nothing to do with you!”

“…” At Catherine’s words, Maggie stopped saying anything and decided to stay out of it completely.

“Ooo…” Knowing that anything else would only make things worse, Lucia could only walk towards me, step by step, with tears in her eyes.

Hello? Are you sure? Although I didn’t interrupt, I could hear it clearly from the side.

As I watched the girl approaching me, my heart was pounding like a drum. Is such a cute girl really going to… do it with me? Normally, I would have welcomed it. But it’s hard to start a new battle so soon after a freshly fought battle. Can my body really handle it? I screamed in my mind.

However, at this time, of course, my will was the first to be the first to be overruled. Lucretia went pear-shaped and dropped to both knees in front of me, and began to slowly and methodically appeal to my fighting spirit and fervor.

“Hey, hey. Don’t be like that.” The newly weakened doppelganger was ordered to work again almost without stopping at all. This kind of inhumane treatment is cruel when you don’t get overtime pay. I had to protest to the boss on behalf of my brother, who was in a bit of pain from the torture.

“It’s okay, just let her have a good go at it.” Catherine obviously got the wrong idea a little, “Boy, you just have to enjoy yourself. Though compared to me, it’ll be a lot worse is all.”

Although she didn’t follow it up with a queenly giggle at the end, Catherine wasn’t too shabby either. But when I was told that, I realized that although I know that I’m not responsible for Lucia’s crying, it’s just a little bit related, but it’s still very easy for me to get offended by the illusion that a girl’s oral sex in front of you while she’s in tears is hurting men’s self-esteem.

But then again, not to be confused with Catherine’s devilishly expert technique, Lucretia’s oral sex technique seemed rusty and childish. Of course, that’s what made it a good match for her chaste image. Moreover, even though she was reluctant at the beginning, once she started doing it, Lucretia still appeared to be very attentive. Looking at her focused expression, it seemed that even her doppelganger, who shouldn’t have the strength to do the jerk anymore, was moved to stand up again.

“It’s not bad, it works pretty fast!”

Kathryn sneered from the sidelines, a proud look that gave me the urge to grab her by the hand and put her in my crotch before ravaging her.

Watching my doppelganger regain its fighting strength, Lucretia pauses and looks back at Catherine helplessly.

“What? Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and open your pussy and let me in!”

Although I had heard about it, I still didn’t expect Catherine to let Lucia do what she said she would do, and I couldn’t help but look at the young girl’s shy movements with wide eyes and be dumbfounded. But even though she couldn’t hide her fear and shyness, Lucia didn’t have the slightest intention of stopping. I don’t know if there was any special design, it seems to be quite simple, once the skirt is removed, Lucia is completely naked with her lower body’s untouched garden and the ropes tightly tied to her left and right.

Based on my zero experience with girls’ undergarments, I didn’t even realize the obvious fact that Lucia wasn’t wearing any panties at all. As I recall, I was just staring at Lucia’s lower body in a dumbfounded manner, mumbling, “So that’s how it is.” On the contrary, even though she was embarrassed by what I was looking at, and her whole face was even redder than before, Lucia still had the experience to help me take off my clothes first, and then kneeled on the bed beside my waist, gently holding my erected brother in both her hands, and slowly introduced him into her own mysterious forest, and then did it all on top of my body.

“Woo. It’s hard.” I should have screamed at the sudden additional weight on my body, but somehow, when the battleship docked in the right harbor for the first time, the feeling of warmth overflowing all over my body unconsciously turned me into a moan of comfort. Completely different from the oral sex I had just had, the pressure I really felt in the female body and the skillful friction between the folds of the walls and the parting of my body made me realize another supreme feeling in my life.

“Goodbye. My virginity.” At this time I was actually in the mood to make such a sad farewell, and there were times when I really admired myself. As the saying goes, if the stimulus is too strong, a person can’t refrain from rambling to escape reality. That’s probably what happened to me, but there are few men who can keep their wits about them when they’re surrounded by Lugia petals, right? I’m just like swimming in my mother’s amniotic fluid, letting my thoughts run wild.

“Really just a brat ah, just a simple insertion and you’re moved to ramble.” If Catherine had realized what I was thinking, she would have said something even more mocking than that. However, Lucia didn’t say anything, not even a short preview like “It’s about to move, yo.” Without even a short preview like “It’s about to move, yo.”, she started swinging her waist.

Perhaps because she was forced to do it, at first, Lucia moved slowly and carefully, as if trying to find some pleasure from me first. But, soon enough, her blazing body began to cry outward. No, perhaps as if trying to echo the crystalline sweat left behind on the surface of her body, from within her garden, sticky sensations began to gradually reach my nerves. The beautiful and touching appearance made me, who was being ridden underneath, also resist the urge to grab it with my hands. One hand rested on Lugia’s plump buttocks, while the other climbed up to her delicate breasts.

I thought I might be rejected, but Lugia just replaced her approval with a short moan. So, both my hands started kneading even more unconsciously. And all of this made Lucia, who was sitting across me, burn even more violently.

“Ah! So good.”

This was a signal for me to increase my movements. My hands began to move more wildly over Lucia’s body, and I worked my hips in an effort to satisfy each other more.

“Ya, don’t.” As expected, under my intensified offense, Lucia’s reaction also became more intense.

“Well done, kid!” Although it was still the usual tone, Catherine’s tone no longer seemed as aggressive. On the contrary, she couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. Anyone who watched this confusing scene would have some reaction to it. Of course, I didn’t realize that the boundary that I thought hadn’t taken effect just now was accelerating the desire in the hearts of the four people present at a geometric rate with double the effectiveness.

I don’t know if Lucia is already very much feeling my rod inside her. But just from the way she started to accelerate her waist and the words she started to lose her concentration, there should be a certain degree of satisfaction. This kind of excitement suddenly reminds me of the last two pages of the Succubus magic book, where there are various patterns with unknown meanings that I’ve always thought were useless. Could it be, that’s what’s being said about the current situation, isn’t it? As soon as I pulled Lugia down into lying flat on my chest, I then rolled over and sat up on my knees, switching to a back attack initiated by me.

Since just now, I had only temporarily lost my freedom of movement due to sensory-shaped pain. And the repeated strong stimulation seemed to be more effective than any kind of painkiller, restoring my freedom early on. It’s just that, before, this freedom was never known to be utilized in the right way. But my sudden attack immediately sent Luigi, who was unable to adapt at once, into a frenzy.

“Ahhh, I’m going to leak…”

“Hey, hey, don’t let it out!” Catherine panicked as she saw this, “It would be too humiliating to be defeated by a child!”

It’s just that, with this kind of thing, it’s going to seem more normal to not follow someone else’s directions than the other way around, right?

“Y… Y… I can’t.” After a final struggle, Lucia’s body contracted like a spasm, with fiery internal contractions, starting from the roots of her thighs, as if she was being lapped by waves, and she slowly collapsed onto the bed in a trembling heap.

Honestly speaking, half of the reason that Lucia lost so quickly was because I was suddenly attacked by the forbidden posture recorded in the back of the Lust Magic book, and the other half was due to the fact that the double Lust Boundary had increased Lucia’s sensitivity several times over. At that time, I didn’t even review the situation, I was completely motivated by the satisfaction of conquering a young girl for the first time in my life, coupled with the fact that the cervix that had just been deflated by Catherine, even after experiencing the orgasm of Lucretia, I didn’t deflate for a second time so easily, and I pulled out from the body of the softly collapsed Lucretia with no restraint at all, and walked towards Catherine, who had been sneering from the sidelines, with my sword drawn. By this time, the air in the room had completely turned pink, only, none of us had the heart to care.

Seemingly completely overwhelmed by my aura, Catherine could only retreat step by step in the face of my pressing. However, I don’t know what the reason was, but she didn’t withdraw far at all, and her legs went limp, and she sat down on the ground all of a sudden.

It was a godsend. And strangely enough, Maggie, who was standing next to me, didn’t come to stop it at all, but just watched in awe as I yanked Kathryn over by the handful, swallowing a couple of mouthfuls of saliva in between.

I’m afraid that if Catherine’s charms were strictly differentiated, only half of them would have to be credited to her regal looks. The other half was entirely due to the pride she always wore on her face. If I could conquer such a woman, it would be extremely satisfying on a psychological level alone, wouldn’t it? I remembered perfectly the way she had just laughed at Lucretia and me, and the urge to drag her over to her crotch and ravage her.

“It’s already very wet here, yo?” I used my left hand to gently reach into the secret place under Catherine’s belly armor and deliberately pinched it before saying triumphantly. At this point, Catherine had completely lost her ability to resist, and let me do it.

Strangely enough, I don’t know if it was because of this man that I had just lost my virginity. I was completely different from my shy behavior when I was facing Lucia, and became wild and bold. I was like a veteran who had read about it in adult books several times before.

“Y…” Faced with this kind of questioning that didn’t require an answer, Catherine couldn’t help but answer or not answer.

“What a slut!” I gently nibbled on her ear.

“Yikes!” Because even howsoever tiny the irritation was, the Double Boundary was able to exert the power to turn corruption into magic, so Catherine couldn’t even care about retorting at all.

“Hey… I can’t take it anymore.” Catherine managed to stabilize her speech, “Don’t be so slow… come quickly!”

If it’s “Come on, come on.” Or “Come on.” I might have been able to control myself from teasing Catherine a little bit. But because the other person used the tone of “Hurry up and come!” My desire completely broke through the barriers of reason. Of course, that’s also because I’m not really a veteran flirt.

The soft armor and clothing wrapped around Catherine’s moving body was quickly tossed aside, piece by piece. The air around them seemed to be so brightly colored that it no longer resembled pink. But who would care about that much? The so-called spring night was worth a thousand dollars, that was for those who had already experienced it. For the teenager who was about to have one, it was worth more than a thousand dollars. The saying “life is in coitus” was proving to be incomparably true at this very moment .

“Ah! Y…” Catherine gasped and climbed on top of me, and even more completely uneducated, opened her thighs early, waiting for the ship to stop.

“Y…” I couldn’t find a reason to refuse such an invitation. In fact, I couldn’t hold back at all any longer myself. “Go!” I didn’t know who I was shouting at, and my proudly erect part completely disappeared into the depths of Catherine’s body.

“Mmm…” Thanks to the fact that I’d just had sex with Lucretia, I didn’t react as strongly as Catherine did to the sudden sensation of fullness.

“Want one?” I more or less lusted.

“Well, don’t talk and come quickly.”

“In that case, start moving!” I exclaimed as my loins began to move violently. And across the room, Catherine responded obliviously as if she was familiar with it.

“Yah, comfortable?”

“Ah… continue, heavier.”

Continuously exchanging such nutrient-less conversations, as if I were trying to review, I rehearsed all the positions recorded in the last two pages of the Succubus Magic Book that I remembered in my head from the beginning. With each change of position, both of them got a new stimulation at the same time.

But the so-called steel cannot last long. Before I could finish my maneuver, a powerful pressure, from one end of my body, hit the ball sack, and the portion that had not erupted inside Lucia just now seemed as if it was going to get doubly cathartic in Catherine. Outside of reason, the cannon in my lower body once again erupted with its roar.

“Yikes! …” At the same time, as if aroused by my anger, Catherine’s body suddenly jerked, and hot nectar then leaked from her petals.

“Yikes. What a bummer.” Looking at the way Catherine and the previous Lugia couldn’t fight again for a while, I began to look around at the new prey around me. At that moment, the air around me turned even more crimson.

And at this time, the only one left was Maggie. Although she hadn’t said a word since just now. However, the way she sat there gasping for air made her stand out at this time. What’s more, there was also the desire that was burning within her body, which was also burning fiercely on her scarlet face.

I grabbed her by the shoulders, and true to her reputation as a representative of composure and intelligence on the continent, Maggie actually pushed me away in an attempt to do something to resist. She twisted her delicate waist in defiance, but all of this just turned into a wordless invitation to me in my eyes. Catherine and Lucretia had already bowed down, so I naturally had no reason to let go of Maggie, who was in no way inferior to them in terms of looks and body. The four of them were simultaneously tormented by the flames of lust in the boundary. Regardless of each other’s identity, status, faction, position, what they were before, and what they were going to do afterward. In that moment, all I knew was that I needed to give vent to the desires of my heart.

I dragged myself frantically over Maggie, not so much because of my strength at that point, but because Maggie had stopped resisting by the end of the day. The red desire that raced through the air, blowing everyone in its path, eventually lost its self-control, and Maggie instead leaned in of her own accord, even half-voluntarily removing the cumbersome priestly garb she was wearing.

The earlier stubborn resistance was like a catalyst for all this. Even the resistance became a form of desire under the boundary of lust.

Unable to restrain myself from whimpering, I pounced on Maggie as soon as I could, kissing her delicate lips painfully. Our tongues tangled in her mouth with abandon, like two water snakes in heat, exchanging saliva so fiercely that we forgot to breathe. We caressed each other’s bodies, her hair, face, neck, shoulders, breasts, belly, thighs, I didn’t let go of a single place I could touch. Eventually both of our hands stopped at each other’s roots and teased each other. Although my technique was nowhere near as skillful as Maggie’s, it didn’t bother each other in the least. In fact, even without my hands, Maggie’s honey garden was already wet enough, right?

Neither of us had lasted long enough for foreplay, and the frenzied enthusiasm had not allowed us to waste much time.

I carried my own murderous sword and plunged it into Maggie’s body then whipped it hard.

“Aaah… continue…” Maggie was writhing underneath me, as if her previous image of calmness and rationality had completely disappeared.

Technique seemed so meaningless at this moment. Completely ignoring Maggie’s reaction and simply moving my waist in a single desperate motion, I satisfied others as well as myself solely on the impulse of being a virgin before.

“Ah… mmm… going… really… comfortable…” I don’t know exactly what the last words of the continent’s number one intellectual woman before she reached her high point meant. It was just that a wave of pleasure went through my entire body at the same time.

“Ah… ah… can’t take it anymore.” I can’t remember how many times I shouted like this, and the semen inside me came rushing out.

Oooh, so cozy! I screamed in my mind. However, that wasn’t the end of it. Even though I was enjoying the continuous pleasure, after pulling the jade rod out of Maggie’s body, it looked like it was still completely unsatisfied, and was still open and angry. I forgot to think about why that was. I just went even crazier and attacked every female around me like the lecherous beast that had once killed Miri. Pulling all three of them indiscriminately to my side without distinguishing between them, I went back to Wushan without any consideration for each other’s physical condition.

I just couldn’t remember how many times I’d lashed out on all three by the end of the day, even with the protection of the knot, and after a few final jerks, I even forgot whose body I ended up collapsing on, eventually losing my breath completely.

Generally speaking, just by opening one Lust Boundary, its effect of fueling lust and supporting the spellcaster’s physical energy was already enough to allow an ordinary magician to face about five opposites. But thinking it didn’t work before, I recklessly opened two in a row. That effect wasn’t simply calculated with an addition like five plus five equals ten. And even though the stamina paid in this boundary doesn’t have to be accumulated and liquidated together when it’s over, the semen paid is completely irreplaceable. It was only thanks to my youth and the stale stock I had accumulated from being a virgin that my body was able to withstand the cost of this one and only time of madness without collapsing. Later in my career, even if I only opened one, I had to carefully weigh whether it was necessary or not. Of course, that was all a lesson learned after this incident.

After everyone inside the knot finally stopped moving, it was as if I saw the bright red color around me slowly begin to fade away as well. This proved that the power of the boundary had begun to fade away. But by that time, I couldn’t care less about that. At the same time, the extreme fatigue that was spreading over my body quickly surrounded me. In a moment, I fell into a deep sleep along with the three women lying beside me.

It is said that the door of destiny always opens quietly when human beings are unaware of it, and then demands a high price when people realize it. By the time I knew what that meant, it was so long afterward that it was too late to undo all the mistakes that had been made.