I. Ace of wands (Aceofwands)

　　My name is Famit Thu Kamu, and I am a dark magician. Perhaps you’ve heard of my name before, well, yes, I’m the Famit who is known as the ‘most lustful magician ever’. But what can be done about it? That nickname is just too loud, and it’s also half true. As many of you know, my profession doesn’t fall under the classification of the four major lines of dark magicians that people usually know. I am a Succubus Wizard.

　　Because of that, no matter what I did or said, I could not 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 rotten. What the hell! When did that old man who spends all his time with zombies and skeletons become a defender of propriety? He’s jealous of my power and lust, isn’t he? What’s so great about that! They’re just a bunch of guys hiding in the shadows and fiddling with skeletons, so what’s the big deal? I don’t care to be in their company. Power and beauty, I want as much as I can get, 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 what would have become of my life 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 honour, 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 defeat him. 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 sceptical as to whether his intention was to increase his men. All the wolves in the neighbourhood were his men. But in any case, I have since called him father.

　　When I was six years old I began to learn swordsmanship. My teacher was a very idiosyncratic skeleton with three hands and holding three swords. He said his name was Sword Demon, and I thought why waste such a good name?

　　Simpler, why don’t we just call him Sword Skeleton, abbreviated to S and easy to remember. But he was good with the sword, he taught me his favourite technique “Triple Chop”, which he had worked out after slaughtering countless swordsmen, and he proudly told me that if I learnt it by heart, I would be able to slaughter a few of them with this technique too.

　　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 switch to archery. I learnt this skill, which allowed me to kill people secretly from a distance, with great dedication, and the big monkey who taught me was confident enough to teach me his sure-fire technique, “Five Arrows”. It was a technique of firing five arrows at once, and then I changed teachers again, and three of those five arrows stuck in the teacher’s body, one shot through a window, and the last one broke a very expensive vase.

　　Sticks, Axes, Guns, and Body Arts …… I dabbled in almost every martial art for six years, but in the end I was forced to give it 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 father didn’t give up, no freeloaders allowed 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 in order to resist the backlash that powerful attacking spells bring to the caster. Apparently, such a practice ended up leaving me with nothing but scars all over my body. 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 had accomplished nothing, and was still left to eat for nothing in the castle, and to see the others fight 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 very long time, and that no one knew about its origin, power, method of practice, and other background information.

　　It’s always dangerous to study magic alone, so I might die, but the only thing that will happen to me if I keep doing what I’m doing now is to go on 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 was the “Kinky Magic Book” that later changed my life.

II. Two of Wands (Twoofwands)

　　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 up in a small room to read it for three days and three nights. Succubus magic comes from the energy native nature of living things and is magic that uses an energy known as LIBIDO to attack.

　　This may seem good at first glance, as such energy extracted directly from the material essence tends to be more powerful, and there is no limit to the number of occasions when the power can be developed from oneself and one’s enemies. However, this also means that the backlash of magic can be dangerous if it is not controlled well, and anyone who has studied magic knows that energy is conserved in this world. A spell cast on an enemy will of course deal the same blow to the caster.

　　It’s just that wizards are less reactive because they are 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, magicians tend to have strong bodies to endure pain that others cannot imagine. Examples of the dangerous consequences of powerful spells backfiring are far from unique in the history of magic, even when the caster is a very powerful wizard. I really don’t know the power of the backlash of Succubus magic, or the way it backfires, just as I don’t 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 don’t know what the purpose is, but presumably it’s probably about two-person combined magic. Thinking about that, I can’t help but laugh bitterly at the two pages I’ll 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 get some practice. At the very least, I have to understand what exactly is sex? What is kink?

　　“Sirens?” I heard an unpleasant shout, and it seemed that the busy goddess of fortune had finally begun to look favourably on me, the forgotten man in that shadowy corner known as misfortune. For the first time in my life, I enjoyed the shrill tune.

　　My father did not allow those who had not yet completed their studies to fight in the war, for 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 the right possibility to practice, and I pushed open the tightly sealed door and walked 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 allowed them to advance and retreat. Their mouths shouted, “Suffer death, demon!” All the way forward. It should be admitted that they still had some strength, and their co-ordination was obviously not as rusty as those improvised miscellaneous armies. But for the battle-hardened guards in the castle, this strength was still not enough.

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

　　“He rushed too fast.” I couldn’t help but mumble in my mind, and sure enough he failed to see the Skeleton Soldiers’ baiting and was cleverly split off from the main group. He was quickly surrounded by three Skeleton Soldiers and chopped into pulp.

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

　　“A female?” I flinched, “At best, the resurrection spell can make a large wound heal quickly, how can it actually make fleshpaste human again?” I mentally scoffed. Of course, the resurrection spell didn’t work, but due to the distraction of singing this kind of spell that consumed so much energy and concentration, the ability of the sacred boundary that had been covering their surroundings was significantly reduced. Now the dark guards all poured in at once, and the warriors and wizards immediately turned into the same thing as their companion, Mr Knight.

　　“Stop it,” I shouted, “Leave the monk to me, she is my resource for the study of magic.” I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious as I saw that the opportunity that had so easily come to me was about to turn back into a fizzle.

　　“Do as he says.” The one who voiced it was my former sword teacher “Sword Demon”, who had received instructions from my father to co-operate 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. 7 of Cups (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 mumbled a greeting, and for the thousandth time I don’t know, I was cursing myself for being so polite to the fish in my own pot. I think 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, she didn’t have the slightest intention of answering me.

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

　　“Never 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.

　　In hindsight, after seeing so many beautiful women, her looks may not have been enough for me. Especially after a battle and the tragic loss of her family and friends. Her face was a little dusty and her large, watery eyes looked a little swollen from crying, but that also filled in a little of the pity for her.

　　“Oh …… then forget it.” The way she stares straight at me more or less cowers me. If people’s eyes could kill, I think I must have been cut by her a thousand times. “Would you like some water?” I think she’s getting too emotional.

　　“What are you gonna 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. I’ll be in trouble if you die.” I think I must have looked pretty stupid when I said that.

　　“Yeah? Why?” Her eyes grew suddenly amazed. “The devil! What are you going to do with me? Just give up on me! I’m not going to join you demons!”

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

　　“Devil! 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 co-operate, I’m afraid it’s really hard for me. Because if I don’t co-operate, I’ll be killed because of it. So, I’m begging you. You must help me!” Perhaps overwhelmed by her tone, I, who had always been worried about my fate, didn’t even realise 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, “Demons! You demons! I will never let you get away with this!”

　　“Huh? I see.” I started to worry, “But? You’re the ones who rushed in here 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 shouted.

　　“Hey?” I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

　　“You fishers of the neighbourhood!” She retorted loudly, obviously unhappy with my reaction.

　　“Oh? You saw that? You were robbed?” It’s not that I believe the demons in the castle are honest and docile enough not to hurt people, I’m just surprised that there are humans living 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. Besides, it seemed to me that the demons shouldn’t have the guts to go all the way out there alone to satisfy their desire to kill, and the castle’s defences should be enough to keep them busy.

　　“We saw skeletons and corpses all the way over here.” I suddenly realised that her slight anger was very moving. “Oh! Those were all failed attempts at experimental magic.”

　　I glanced at her, knowing that she didn’t believe me, and hastened to add, “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 absolute fighting force of skeletons and zombies in the castle.

　　“Ha! See, it’s true that you’ve 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 naturally, not many people are able to realise that when it comes down to it.

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

　　“Otherwise, what’s that for?!”

　　“Of course it’s to save the people you’re brutalising!”

　　“Please. We’re the ones who should be talking to you, aren’t we? Aren’t you the ones who attack all day long with your noise? Aren’t you the ones who ruthlessly destroy people’s homes and then rush into their homes and massacre them without questioning why or what is right? 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 of the dead, but you still justify your behaviour in the name of justice, and 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 get rich off the backs of dead outsiders.

　　My father’s expanding treasure room makes me feel deeply that this is just a reciprocal relationship, where everyone gets what they need. 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 bringing her here by force, 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……” suddenly and finally cried out in pain. Although her eyes had been very red to rain, I was still taken aback by her reaction, and my hands were too busy to know what to do to comfort the girl in front of me who was crying loudly for the best.

　　“Ah …… so troublesome ah …… This is the weird animal called woman?” I was puzzled. Because I didn’t know what to do, I just stared at her blankly. But the person in question didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of stopping, and the more she cried, the louder she became.

IV. Seven of Pentacles (Seven of Pentacles)

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

　　“What are you …… doing ……?”

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

　　“Millie …… Millie Costa.”

　　“Oh, that’s a nice name.” I responded carelessly, wondering what I should 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 backfired by the spell, and even if I summoned something I couldn’t handle, I’d be perfectly happy to ask for the combatants of the guards inside the castle. That’s why I decided early in the morning to experiment first from the spell of summoning a Succubus. According to the steps above the book, the first step is to speak gently to the girls, as if I have already messed up, but the effect seems to be pretty good, the rest should be …… stripping them of their clothes, but why should it be like this? I was a little inexplicably scared, would she swish me a slap? No, even then it shouldn’t hurt very much, I don’t know what I’m afraid of. But things have come to this point, backing out is no longer possible.

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

　　“What are you …… going to do? ……” Miri asked me, trembling. I think she must be regretting her chosen profession. Monks don’t know any offensive magic, even the defensive ones are good and lacklustre, and for her, a half-toned low level monk, separated from the warrior clan that she can rely on enough, she really isn’t much different from meat on the chopping block.

　　In a couple of tries I removed the blood and dirt stained clothes from her body. Revealing her inner snow-white, delicate and voluptuous flesh. “Satan!” I couldn’t help but secretly swallow my saliva. Miri’s standard teenage body was like the devil’s reward, making a virgin 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 plucked up the courage to use one hand and began to gently caress Miri’s gelatinous, beautiful skin, which was delicate and elastic due to her youth and regular exercise.

　　“What a work of art for 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 allowed me to grab her hand more comfortably and press it against my face. Almost subconsciously, I began to gently nibble on it. Miri’s little 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 petulant cries were like an invitation to my aggression, and I excitedly pressed my whole body up, my fingers beginning 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. It was the first time I had ever kissed anyone, oh no, what would that be that wasn’t a first?

　　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 that was pinned down by me.

　　The two flesh thus more closely up, but also more accelerated each other’s pleasure. For a moment, a hot stream from somewhere between my belly rose up uncontrollably. 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 had not been taught, I realised at that moment that this was the sexual impulse. For the first time, the wonderful body of a young girl made me realise how powerful LIBIDO is.

　　It’s about time, isn’t it? The remnants of my sanity kept telling me. In accordance with the spell book, I tried to steady my breathing and voice, and chanted in a low voice, “O ancient spirits of sexual desire, I make a pact with you in the name of Famit Thu-Kamu, that I will spend my life obeying sexual urges and supplying you with the energy of your sexual desires. 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 could not 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 my flesh was receiving.

　　I remember exactly what the Succubus looked like: it was something about the size of a table, with a dozen tentacles, hmmm! It was like a large octopus, but without the disgusting head. It was still pretty 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 could 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 exerted its many and long tentacles to encircle Miri tightly, and thoughtfully touched Miri’s sexy belt. That kind of stroking 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.

　　Miri flopped around like a big snake, flopping dead under the kinky beast’s tentacles, refusing to make a moment’s pause. Obviously, it was a very experienced Succubus, and for me at the time, there was plenty of foreplay and plenty of skill. Millie gradually only had the energy left to gasp for air, her face was as delicate as a ripe apple, and her charming little mouth had long since failed to spit out complete syllables, and could only barely discern what was probably a “me” sound, as for “me what” no one knew.

　　Amazed that my sexual desire not only didn’t become depleted by summoning the lustful beasts, but instead, it just got higher and higher, I felt my body expanding outwards in a geometric progression. For the first time in my life, my body felt unbearably hot and dry, which brought me back from the achievements 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 from sword to sword. 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 tugged the kinky beast outwards 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 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 confusing 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 lecherous beast.

　　This allowed me to get a much 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 Miri’s body wherever they could get in, and Miri was screaming as white-coloured liquid continued to drip from her cave, which the Succubus was getting 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 realised that it could possibly be the tentacles of the Succubus. I desperately tried to break free from it, but it was just a useless effort, I was very comfortable with the two hand-like things, and without realising it I seemed to have ejaculated something. My body felt an unprecedented pleasure, and then my consciousness betrayed me. I finally fainted.

V. Threeofwands

　　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.

　　I saw Miri.

　　I stopped thinking back to what she looked like then, it just wasn’t conducive to my appetite. She was still being stroked up and down between the Succubus’s tentacles, her body wet and half-reflective with traces of lust. Her lower body was bright red as if it had been leaked with blood, a bruise accusing the beast I had summoned of being so unsympathetic.

　　One of the Succubus’s tentacles was moving in and out of Miri’s mouth, but Miri could no longer indicate whether she liked or loathed the sensation; her eyes, staring almost as if they were about to split out of their sockets, had lost the slightest lustre, and her ghastly expression and the inhuman motions and shapes of her limbs as they were arbitrarily manipulated told me one thing clearly- Miri she was dead!

　　She died from the Succubus playing with her! It was the first time I realised 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 toying with the corpse of a human being who had been a beautiful maiden just 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 own game with unabated gusto.

　　Afterwards my father was very angry with me and told me that nothing could happen that would 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.

　　That year my father didn’t get TheBestCastleKeeperOfTheWorld Award, not even TheBest Educator award was owed, and I don’t know if that had anything to do with my carelessness.

　　It was an accident, the Succubus wouldn’t stop what it was doing until it was sealed, but how could I have known that back then? Though perhaps we should all envy the Succubus’ endless drive. Please forgive me for some of my narrative lack of clarity after this, I’ve really forgotten a lot of things after that. All I know is that I was sixteen that year, 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 caretaker showed my father what I had achieved, the lecherous beast that still stalked the dead body.

　　Father was satisfied with my performance in a short period of time, being able to use powerful summoning magic in three or four days of study is quite impressive compared to my or anyone else’s progress in other areas of magic, I guess. The castle defence force seems to have paid a terrible price for dealing with the lecherous beast I left in the house. Even though the responsibility for that lies with me, my father’s satisfaction overflows.

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

　　As an ordinary and new graduate student, can be faster than those veteran professor level magician and all kinds of teaching martial arts magic old lecturers to get housing is inevitably subject to red eyes, of course, I have because of their own subject is newer and special self-consciousness, so I 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, originally there are not many women who will be out there to throw themselves into the adventure, most of the so-called female adventurers just come out in order to hang a golden son-in-law, they will not really go to the adventure.

　　The ones that are showy and trendy don’t really venture out in those difficult places either.

　　And the last kind of simple-minded little girls who are infatuated with those idolised adventurers and hero-worshipping girls will come out, even without fear of danger, only to be pestered by the adventurers who, if they are idolised, will only take them on trips to various places for fun, 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.

　　I learnt this first hand later when I was out walking around, but I didn’t know it at the time, blaming the people looking for materials for taking so long to send me research materials I couldn’t use. 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 minimise my father’s displeasure at the progress of my research, I blamed 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.

(ii) Sequence, 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 the side of the bed, why they had come to my father’s castle that day.

　　At the time, we had just completed a wildly successful foursome, and my arousal was always particularly good at such times, and Catherine’s charming eyes melted into silk as she looked up at me, as if she had not yet recovered from her fitful passion, and a cat-like purr 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.

　　“What about now?” I ask knowingly.

　　Catherine smiled enigmatically and turned her snow-white, pink naked body over, hooking her left hand around my neck and sliding her right hand even more restlessly towards where I had already swollen again. A few gasps escaped her throat as she swallowed something hard and winkingly said, “Let’s do it again.”

　　I smiled slightly, with Maggie beside me still a little disorientated, I let go of one of my hands that had been around her body and instead rubbed Catherine’s breasts, which were large and bouncy, yet proudly erect due to their youth, and 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 had only been able to 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 defenceless by the 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 rambling state, losing the momentum she had just gained.

　　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 unknowingly moved her face down to the base of my thighs and declared war on my parting with her characteristic 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, as I continuously stimulated Catherine’s plumbing with my own golden middle finger, and my tongue barrelled 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 manoeuvres.

　　My huge rod and Kathryn’s fat pussy were making all sorts of intense noises as they pumped furiously in the sweat, echoing the wild cries of both of them as they forgot their feelings, alongside Maggie and Lucia, who were making woozy cries of their own as they stimulated each other.

　　The weird pink colour turned it all into a kinky paradise in our eyes. Until finally we hissed and screamed as we climaxed in each other’s arms 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. Nine of Pentacles (Nine of Pentacles)

　　I remember vividly that on the day Kesselring and the others arrived, I had just finished lunch and was lying on the board bed that was the sole property of my bedroom and laboratory, reading the third volume of the full-length biography, “The Chronicles of Lance, the Ghost King”. 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 wake-up call in the castle was Destiny, the lunch music was Don Juan, there was Swan Lake in the bath, and you could listen to Requiem for the Dead if you couldn’t sleep. It all came to this after my father realised during a lecture that the accompaniment of “Pollywogs” was a better morale booster.

　　“Another invasion?” I wondered. It’s one of the few accepted truths amongst humans, gods and demons that a nap after lunch can aid in the digestion of food. That’s why anyone with some common sense wouldn’t choose this time to disturb others. Although there is the fluke of being able to sneak up on someone while they’re asleep, it’s also true that once you’re found out, the anger caused by sleep deprivation is never a guarantee of sanity.

　　These days, people who dare to risk universal condemnation can basically be included in the national level rare animals that need to be protected. The other party is either too strong or has no common sense. Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but want to see the real face of the person who came with my own eyes. I dropped the book in my hands and ran towards the source of the alarm in my slippers. But before I could rush out a few steps, at a corner of the corridor, with a bang, I ran into someone head-on.

　　“Ouch! It hurts.”

　　“I’m sorry! I’m sorry.” The other party, who should have been hit as well, didn’t bother to cry out in pain and apologised in a hurry.

　　“Hey?” It was only then that I realised that the person I bumped into was a brat who had just retired from the battlefield, with an injured bandage on his left hand.

　　“Oh, what luck!” I mused in my mind. If the person I hit was a grumpy longhorn ogre, the next moment I cried out in pain. I would have been taken into someone else’s stomach as a comfort food for their pain. But the other party is just a lowliest little imp. that would be completely fine. Not only do you not have to apologise, 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 up to level ten - at the very least, they can kettle a dozen or so 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 being invaded?” In order to confirm the strength of the other party in order to save the extra time I have so much to waste anywhere, I think there are some things it’s best to confirm beforehand.

　　“Yeah! It was the invasion when I was painting the wall there.”

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

　　“It s …… a very odd …… bunch of odd people.” The poor brat replied respectfully.

　　“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 a Shudou, could it? 「Speak more clearly.」 I ordered simply.

　　“It’s …… three women.”

　　“Hey?” I was suddenly flooded with interest. Hoping that the growth will be able to take a look, I can’t help but pray to King Satan in my heart. Then I might finally have a chance to continue my experiments. After Miri’s death, the devastated me still memorised the Succubus Magic Book in 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? Are they pretty?” Almost as soon as I blurted it out I began to regret it; the difference between Fae aesthetics and humans is vast. The large spider in charge of cleaning my room, after peeking at Cleopatra, another overhead historical novel above my bed, had once pointed to the portrait of Cleopatra on the cover, created by the first painter on earth, Govan, and asked me why anyone would like such an ugly woman. It’s the sort of thing I usually just ask the skeleton soldiers in the castle, who were at least once human.

　　「喔……」Sure enough, looking at the brat’s stammering I guess father doesn’t have to expect it to rise to any higher segment.

　　If I continue to tangle with this little brat in front of me like this, I’m afraid that the demonic creatures that have gone crazy will really tear apart the intruder that has disturbed our dreams and eat him alive. “If there are three women, the probability of them appearing for experimentation is still very high, yo.” I try to think of the good side of things, and get up to continue running towards the place of the accident. Leaving that poor little brat who doesn’t know what’s going on all alone, they should have recovered from their injuries after eating two chickens anyway. This is an age of fantasy after all.

　　As the saying goes, the early bird gets the worm. That’s why my father used to say that being on time was a sufficient condition for being a successful demon. I am afraid it is impossible to verify from the mouth of which historical figure or film star this saying came, so that my father, who was always fond of preaching, would know it so well and repeat it again and again at the weekly Monday morning court meeting. But judging by the timing of my arrival at the scene of the accident alone, I myself might be slowly stepping into the ranks of the successful demons.

　　The battle had just ended when I arrived. No, rather than that, judging by the state of the scene, it was more like the chaos that one would expect to be sorted out after a little farce had just been played out.

　　Our side didn’t even have time to arrive at the debut of an intermediate level demon like the Grievous Warrior, 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 opponent really isn’t just a common lack of common sense. Such a rookie also wants to come to our castle to explore, if father finds out about this, he will surely complain again that today’s young people don’t know how to behave.

　　Can’t we just find a dense forest and fight a couple of slimes to level up first? Our castle has always been given four stars in the essential handbook for adventurers. The quality and strength of the magical creatures here has never failed to impress the commissioner of the adventurers’ union. When I think about it, even I, who also hangs around here and really has no position, am angry.

　　When I was so angry, “Dang! I kicked something hard under my foot.

　　“Ah, it hurts!”

　　“Ah. My pan!”

　　“Lucy, why are you throwing things around again? In the name of the Manele royal family, I told you to take care of things. Have you remembered my words or not?”

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

　　What kind of illogical quiz is this? I had a reality level of realisation 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 realised that it was Swordsman-sensei, and quickly turned around to reply.

　　“How are you? How are you?”

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

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

　　“This time, the captives are three women.”

　　“Ah, yes.”

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

　　“It should be an experiment you can make use of, and 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.

　　Ever since I started researching the new subject of Succubus Magic, I requested a batch of classic adult novels from the library under the pretext of “reference”. This request, which was originally intended to be a personal favour to the public, has unexpectedly gained me great popularity throughout the castle. Even with the limitations of aesthetics and culture, I don’t think every borrower can 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 only for self-righteous nerds to waste their time, and the real good demons should only be exercising in the training ground” would also intimately show their smiles that are more frightening than crying when they see me. It’s not surprising that the former Brave Knight - Sword Demon Teacher, who claimed to have published a biography of himself when he was alive, would favour me, his untalented disciple.

　　“So, what do you want to do next?”

　　“I don’t dare to trouble you, sir. I’ll just get two people to escort them to my house.” Even after seeing it more often, I was still uncomfortable with the way Sensei bared his teeth and tried to put on a smile. It was only slightly better than the hypocritical face of a priest or politician when compelling the people.

　　“Ah, I see.” The sword demon waved his hand at the back, “Loyenthal, Midamea, you two come over here and escort the captives to Farmit-san’s lab.”

　　Behind the teacher, two guys with rotting flesh still on their bodies, obviously recently dead, staggered over on their mission with their heads that could 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 some kind of trustworthy young men. I think you can rest assured that you won’t let the captives escape.” Sensei patted his ribs on his chest and assured me.

　　“Ah …… thank you teacher.”

　　Taking the moment when the skeleton 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 attractive looks. Although the leading female warrior was wearing a red soft armour 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 a man’s desire to conquer and made him want to kiss her.

　　The other two women in the back were in no way inferior to the former in comparison. The left side of the standing priest dressed woman, exudes elegant and intellectual light, with a clear face seems to be moving. On the other hand, the woman with her head hanging down and weeping was dressed as a maid, and her petite body was matched with a touching expression, which made people look at her with the impulse to embrace her in their arms and make light of her.

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

　　“Hey! Take it easy. Don’t pull me so hard!”

　　“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 its socket, did he have a grudge against pretty women? I couldn’t help but sigh as I looked at those two skeleton soldiers who didn’t know how to show mercy, commanded them to escort the three women who were still complaining, and sang along with them, “Safe and sound! The ghost of the night watchman, who informed everyone that they could go back to sleep, returned to my house while banging a gong.

II. Coins 2 (Twoofpentacles)

　　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 had to be left 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 - mainly jerking off. It still seems shabby and inconvenient once guests come over, but fortunately the probability of such an event happening 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 to control it. If I were to venture any further, it wouldn’t be strange for me to lose my life. I could have fooled myself with the excuse of a lack of experimental materials, but once everything was ready, I realised that I was that nervous and scared to face the experiment I looked forward to every day.

　　“Ah, please sit down ……” I wanted to say something to calm my spirit, but when I got to my mouth, I suddenly realised that this kind of words really didn’t mean much to the other party who was tied up and thrown on the bed, but it was more like a kind of mockery.

　　“Hey, rude boy! Don’t you know it’s inhuman to treat a prisoner like that? It’s hard to lie down like this! Besides, the ropes are too tight! Finally, what are you going to do to us?” Like a barrage, I was bombarded by that arrogant female warrior and couldn’t utter a single 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.

　　“Yeah, I’m thinking about ……”

　　“Hey? Are you an idiot?

　　“Yeah, probably. ……”

　　My opponent’s aura was so compelling that I inadvertently blurted out what I had originally just said about myself in my mind. The other party is not afraid of me, that’s good. It saves me the effort of having to guide them to cooperate with my experiment. However, even the initiative is completely grabbed by someone else, then it really seems …… to be a devil’s majesty.

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

　　“No, it won’t. As long as you co-operate.” I was shocked to realise that the words in front of me seemed too weak, not really like the tone of a demon. “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 am Catherine Xiu Kamu, the first daughter of the royal family of the Duchy of Emmanuel! On the honour of the House of Emmanuel, I will not be threatened by a demon!”

　　“Ah …… but, that makes it more difficult ah.” I didn’t even realise that the other person’s surname was the same as mine because of my anxiety.

　　“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 saw that the situation was not right and hurriedly interjected.

　　“Eh? Ah, ah. Actually, it’s me who’s working on a new magic and wants some help la.” Maybe it’s because at that time, Maggie really felt like a big sister when she spoke. I answered honestly.

　　“What? It’s not like we’re going to be used as targets, is it?” The latter 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. Yet somehow, it was probably the closest to normal as well.

　　“What? No …… will …… la.”

　　“Ah, you’re lying! Woo……”

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

　　“Yeah, that hurts.” At this point, I have to do something to keep my mouth shut. Letting a young girl cry endlessly would be another lesson in demonic spirit for her father, wouldn’t it?

　　“It’s true. I won’t use you 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 breasts.

　　“ㄚ”(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 sidelines, she also spoke in a displeased tone of voice and bellowed. However, it didn’t take long for me to realise that it wasn’t so much Catherine’s displeasure at my rude behaviour as it was my displeasure at me for not choosing 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 effect of the magic, my left hand puts extra pressure down. Lugia couldn’t help but let out a delicate cry of 「whimper」. This unanticipated reaction and the gush of unique touch coming from the young girl’s chest made my heart flutter, but I still sang softly with a single slate as contained in the Lust Magic Magic Book, “O Lustful Spirit flying in the sky, please convey my heart  in the air, open the evil knot, and accelerate the rushing flow of desire. Bardas, Vidarfi.”

　　As I recall, in the chapters on boundaries in the Succubus magic books there are references to auxiliary boundaries, which generally serve to enhance other magical effects and the like. 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. Erm, 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 colour that will make the air inside the boundary appear is still as clear and obvious as possible. It would help 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. Although there was no expectation of such earth-shattering exaggerated big effects like the Apostles attacking, Godzilla disembarking, or the Orion Phantom firing its destructive cannons, that might be too difficult for the special effects people of the film who will make my biography in the future. But pink, my pink, why? Why hasn’t it appeared yet? Even the gentle object under the palm of my hand didn’t become bigger and plumper.

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

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

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

　　“Ah? I didn’t do anything. I didn’t do anything.” Looking at the distrustful gazes of the three women, I myself realised that this kind of statement was really not very convincing, and hurriedly changed my statement, “I just wanted to open a harmless boundary for you to see. Prove that I won’t use you guys as targets.”

　　“Then why did you have to die pressing on Lucy’s breasts?” Oooh, spot on question.

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

　　“Is there this strange magic to open the boundary like this?” Although Catherine didn’t ask it like that, the way she looked at me and then at the movements of the priestess beside her was enough to specify what she wanted to ask.

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

　　Whoops. Another one was given. If I honestly answer the names of Succubus Magic and Succubus Boundary, I’m afraid that the end will be even harder to explain.

　　“Salty and wet.”

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

　　“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 scream 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 didn’t change at all. Catherine finally couldn’t help herself and let out a ‘giggle’.

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

　　“How could this happen?!” I mourned in my heart. It seems that the previous success on Miri was really a fluke, and my study luck hasn’t changed at all.

　　Honestly speaking, using magic twice in a row and nothing happening in the end is not really a bad incident in my not-so-short magic learning career. At least, compared to the countless embarrassing mistakes I’ve made in the past, it’s probably still one of the more fortunate ones. Accidents like trying to summon a demon but shouting out a bear, trying to electrocute but turning out a bottle of bad wine, and even bad jokes in the castle like, “Familiar has set off a fireball, so let’s all put away our clothes”.

　　“Little brother, you are so horny.” Seeing that I was lost in thought, Maggie reminded me with a wry smile.

　　Hey? I realised 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 without finishing packing up my experimental work, so it’s no wonder that I was thought so by Maggie.

　　“I didn’t mean to.”

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

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

　　“So, can you believe me when I say I won’t use you as targets?”

　　“Ah, why don’t you believe it?”

　　“Then, can you also believe …… that, the knot thing?” I swallowed to confirm.

　　“Yeah, yeah. You’re very kind, little brother.”

　　“Brotherwood? As expected, I was scolded. I hung my head in frustration.

　　Maggie was obviously very surprised by my sudden frustration.

　　“Hey, hey. Little brother. We can talk about co-operation. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

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

　　“Yeah, it’s true.” Maggie quickly affirmed.

　　Probably thinking that my magic really sucks, so even if I get hit, I shouldn’t have any problems, right? I found a more reasonable sounding explanation for this unexpected gain.

　　“So. We’ll talk about co-operation later. But can you loosen the ropes for us first, it really hurts to be tied up like this.”

　　“Hey. That way. Yeah, sorry, I know. Untie your sister right now.”

　　By this time, 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 fulfil her deliberately unspoken hopes. Of course, if time had flown by twenty years, I might have had enough judgement to avoid what happened later. However, at that time, I was completely fooled by her.

　　The very moment I untied the rope for Maggie, violently, “Ummm”, 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 Catherine 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 parties were completely reversed, and the heavy sense of frustration this incident 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 be described as magnificent.

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

　　“It’s beautiful.” That’s what I wanted to say, except that Maggie’s tone was more than a little sour and jealous.

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

　　“So, what should we do next?”

　　“Yeah? What?”

　　“Don’t play dumb! How are we going to get out of here? You should have a plan, right?”

　　“Ah, a way out.” Maggie shrugged once and spread both hands outwards, “I haven’t thought of one yet, so, not yet.”

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

　　“Ah, 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, I’m not staying in a place with no taste!”

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

　　“…… can’t.” If it’s someone who is really stubborn and unintelligent, this might be a good time to use phrases like, “It was just a mistake earlier, but it’ll work now.” or “If you don’t drag your feet, you can.” 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.

　　“At least it’s safe here. If the others don’t find out.”

　　“Okay, I admit that I was too rash before. 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 killed outright?”

　　“Mmm. Yeah, that makes sense. Makes sense.” I mentally nodded my head.

　　“Hey. It’s not that.”

　　“Oh? Looks like there’s more intrigue, yo.” Catherine narrowed her eyes at 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?”

　　“That’s what …… is all about.”

　　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? You didn’t trust me from the beginning!”

　　“Oh, I’m sorry, cousin. I’m just ……”

　　“Oh, forget it. You were unfortunate enough to say it anyway.” Catherine waved her hand graciously and said with feigned indifference, “But it’s pretty boring to just keep waiting here. So, when did you arrange for the Order’s people 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. Hey? 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 shout so loud! If someone outside finds out, 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 there’s no nuclear bomb explosion or something like that inside that makes a huge noise, basically no matter what kind of noise there is, it won’t be noticed by outsiders. That’s because I thought that I would disturb passers-by when I was doing my experiments. But now, it seems like it’s really a cocoon. I promised my most beloved Satan Demon King a thousand times in my heart: the next time I prepare for an experiment, I’ll definitely go to the room with the most people coming and going, and I’ll never close the door!

　　“Yeah. That’s right. 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 won’t do anything to me, will she? I tried my best 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.

　　“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, nothing made sense, I still felt that how it sounded more like “Sister is going to eat you no matter what, yo.” Such horrible words.

　　“So, just answer me honestly.” Catherine paused and grabbed my hand as she put it under her soft armour where her breasts were.

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

　　“That idiot.” It was Maggie who seemed to take offence, and lamented 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”.

　　Completely different from the small, hard breasts of a young Lucia girl, even though she was somewhat restrained due to the need to wear soft armour, Catherine’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 your hand at any moment.

　　“How’s it going, kid? Does it feel, well, much better than it did earlier?” Catherine smiled as she guided my hands around her breasts.

　　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 mesmerised by Catherine’s mature charms, honestly wrote the answer on my glowering face. However, Catherine was still unsatisfied, 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, that’s how it should be now that I think about it. Although at that time, I forgot to think at all.

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

　　“Yeah? Are you jealous? Or do you want to come along for the ride?”

　　This kind of answer, when it comes to an ordinary person, might be the kind of retardation that is very difficult to understand, and can’t make sense of the situation, right? However, in Catherine’s case, even if she was later to be honoured as the “Queen of the Iron Fist”, this kind of scene was probably not uncommon.

　　“No, it’s not. It’s just …….”

　　“What does it matter? We still have plenty 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 up!”

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

　　“So what, unless you want to join in too, 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 skilful technique, she freed my dick from my trousers.

　　“The cry was almost the same as the one that Lucia had just received, except that this time it came from my mouth. The cry was almost the same as the one that Lucia received just now, except that this time it came from my mouth. But at the same time, even though I didn’t cry out, the three girls across the street looked dazed and confused, and looked even more shocked than I was.

　　Of course, I don’t have to ask, but by looking at the direction they’re staring at, I can probably understand the reason for each other’s surprise. Because of the sudden release from the restraints, it was probably as hideous as when the EVA prime mover went berserk, and my dick was already engorged with blood in the cold air because the stimulation I received just now was too strong.

　　“Look at their surprise. 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 to myself. It’s not like I haven’t compared them before, but the public bathhouses and toilets are filled with super monster sizes that can’t be compared 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 Orion Phantom with the hand-held Destruction Cannon can understand it.

　　However, even after living as a representative of humanity amongst the monsters with very little dignity until now, it’s finally over. Looking at Catherine’s and the girls’ surprised yet adoring expressions, a sense of pride unique to males spread heartily in my heart.

　　“Wow, that’s cute.”

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

　　“Brotherwood. Brotherwood.”

　　“Yeah, it’s really cute.”

　　Describing someone else’s doppelganger where the word ‘cute’ could be used was not at all something one could be happy about. Not to mention the fact that there are two people beside me, Catherine and Lucia, banging on the side drum. Oooh, the tragic blow instantly made me hang my head low, a wave of shame and desire to die spread all over my body, the blood was even more self-absorbed and accelerated to withdraw from my parting, and my dick went limp all of a sudden.

　　“Hey, don’t go soft.” Catherine droned anxiously, as her mature female dignity was at stake, “Get up! Get your arse up!”

　　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 anxiously and loudly Catherine shouted, my body continued its great rout in accordance with my will.

　　“Damn it!” Recognising the seriousness of the situation, Catherine couldn’t think of any other problems at once, and with a bow, she took my parting into her mouth.

　　A sudden and intense stimulus rushed through my nerves at once. “What is this?” Before I could realise 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, but Catherine started to use her skillful oral techniques to boost the morale of our troops. Not just licking, but even the edges of her tongue made silky movements, gently massaging all parts of my parting like a show. The comfortable feeling of this moment even made me a little jealous of my dick. And then skilfully gulped the two little balls under my parting back and forth, and continuously stimulated them with my mouth in various ways. This kind of magnificent technique really makes one not wonder where exactly she honed her attack style that can be called a ‘famous general’.

　　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 at the call of the supreme pleasure they were enjoying 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.

　　“Ahem, ahem.” Catherine, who was still teasing my doppelganger, obviously didn’t expect me to explode so quickly. It was obviously far beyond her expectations. So she swallowed all my semen in one go and choked on it.

　　“You’re just 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.

　　Although it kinda hurt my pride to be said that, what the other party said was also the truth after all. So I can’t refute it anymore. 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 unaware that the air around me was quietly changing. As a matter of fact, not only me, even Catherine and the others didn’t notice in the slightest, the moment I ejaculated, a hint of pink colour, which is not easy for people to notice, was quietly clouding our surroundings.

　　“Lucy, you do it 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.

　　“Yeah? Me? Miss, don’t.” It’s always cute how scared Lucia looks.

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

　　“Oh, no, Miss. But I …… I …… am …… really ……”

　　“What’s not but. Didn’t you have fun with Frank in the castle? You were willing to be penetrated by him!”

　　“Oh, Miss. That’s ……” Lugia was already in tears.

　　“There are so many other reasons! Don’t you just love being penetrated? I’ve decided that after the blowjob, you’ll have to spread your pussy open and give it to this brat in front of us!”

　　“Cousin.”

　　“Miranda Sia, this has nothing to do with you!”

　　“……” At this from Catherine, Maggie stopped saying anything and decided to stay out of it completely.

　　“Oooh ……” Lucia knew that saying anything else would only make it worse, so she could only hold her tears in her eyes and take one step towards me.

　　Hello? Are you sure? Although I didn’t intervene, I was able to hear it clearly from the side. Looking at the young girl who was approaching step by step, my heart was beating like a drum 『dum-dum-dum-dum』. Such a cute girl, really want …… to do it with me? If it’s in normal times, then it’s really welcome. It’s just that it’s so hard for me to get into a new battle so soon after I’ve just fought a bloodbath in my dick. Can the 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 fervour.

　　“Hey, hey. Don’t do that.” The newly weakened part of the body, almost without stopping at all, was ordered to work again. This kind of inhumane treatment is cruel when you don’t get paid for overtime work. 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 get on with it.” Kathryn obviously got the wrong idea, “Just enjoy yourself, kid. It’s not as good as me, though.”

　　Although she didn’t follow it up with a very queen-like ‘huh’ laugh at the end, Catherine wasn’t exactly lame either. It was only after I was told that, that I realised that although I knew that I wasn’t to blame for Lucia’s crying, and that it was only slightly related, it was still easy for me to be offended by the illusion that a girl’s oral sex in front of you while shedding tears was hurting a man’s self-esteem.

　　Then again, not to be confused with Catherine’s devilishly expert technique, Lucia’s oral sex skills 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 the doppelganger who didn’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 combat power, Lucretia pauses and looks back at Catherine helplessly.

　　“What? Why are you looking at me? 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 look of fear and shyness, Lucia didn’t have the slightest intention of wanting to stop. I don’t know if it had been specially designed, it seemed to be quite simple, once the skirt was removed, Lucia was completely naked with her lower body’s untouched garden and the ropes tightly tied to her left and right.

　　For a moment, I didn’t even realise the obvious fact that Lucia wasn’t wearing any panties at all. I remember that at that time, I was just staring stupidly at Lucia’s lower body, and mumbled, “So that’s how it is.” On the contrary, although she was embarrassed by my gaze, and her whole face turned even redder than before, Lucia still had the experience to help me take off my clothes first, and then kneeled up on the bed beside my waist, gently holding my erected brother in both hands, and slowly introduced him into her own mysterious forest, and sat down on top of me.

　　“It’s hard. It’s hard.” I should have complained about the sudden weight on my body, but somehow, when the battleship docked in the right harbour for the first time, the warmth that overflowed on my whole body made me unconsciously turn into a moan of comfort. Completely different from the oral sex I had just had, the feeling of real pressure in the female body and the clever friction between the folds of the walls and the parting of the body made me experience another supreme feeling in my life.

　　“Goodbye. My virginity.” It’s amazing that I’m still in the mood to make such a sad farewell at this time, and there are times when I really admire myself. As the saying goes, if the stimulus is too strong, a person can’t help but think nonsense in order to escape from reality. That’s probably what happened to me, but it’s rare for a man to be able to keep his wits about him when he’s surrounded by Lugia petals, isn’t it? It was as if I was swimming in my mother’s amniotic fluid and letting my thoughts run wild.

　　“You’re really just a brat, just a simple insertion and you’re touched to the point of imagining things.” If Catherine had seen what I was thinking, she would have said something even more mocking than that. But Lucia didn’t say anything, not even a short warning 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 she was trying to find some pleasure from me first. But, soon enough, her blazing body began to cry outwards. 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 hip, while the other climbed up to her delicate breasts. I thought it 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.

　　“Ahh! That’s great.”

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

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

　　“Good job, kid!” Although it was still the same tone, Catherine’s tone no longer seemed as aggressive. On the contrary, she couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. Anyone who saw this lustful scene would have some reaction to it. Of course, I didn’t know 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 geometrically accelerated rate with double the effectiveness.

　　I don’t know if Lucia is already feeling my rod inside her very much. 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. It can’t be that it’s talking about the current situation, right? 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’ve only

It was just a temporary loss of freedom of movement due to sensory pain. The repeated strong stimulation seemed to be more effective than any painkiller, and I regained my freedom early on. It’s just that I didn’t know what to do with this freedom before. But my sudden attack immediately sent Lucia, who was unable to adapt, into a frenzy.

　　“Ahhhh, I’m going to leak. ……”

　　“Hey, hey, don’t let it out!” Kathryn was in a panic to stop it, “It would be a shame to be defeated by a child!”

　　It’s just that it’s more normal to not follow someone’s directions for this sort of thing than it seems to be the other way round, isn’t it?

　　“Ya, ya …… can’t do it.” After a final struggle, Lucia’s body contracted like a spasm, fiery internally, and from the roots of her thighs, as if lapped by waves, she slowly collapsed on the bed in a shuddering heap.

　　Honestly speaking, half of the reason that Lucia would lose so quickly was because I was attacked by the forbidden posture recorded in the back of the lewd magic book that I suddenly used in the middle of the game, and the other half of the reason was due to the fact that the Double Lust Boundary had increased Lucia’s sensitivity by several times. 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, plus the penis that had just been deflated by Catherine, even after experiencing the orgasm of Lucretia, it wasn’t easy to deflate it a second time, and I pulled out from the body of the softly collapsed Lucretia, and without any restraint, I walked towards Catherine, who had been ridiculing next to me, 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 tight pressure. However, I don’t know what the reason was, but she didn’t withdraw far at all, and she sat down on the ground when her legs went weak. This was really a heavenly opportunity. And strangely enough, Maggie, who was standing next to me, didn’t come to stop it at all, but just watched me dumbfounded as I yanked Catherine over by the hand, occasionally swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva.

　　If one were to make a strict distinction between Catherine’s charms, I’m afraid that only half of it would be counted on her regal looks, while the other half would have to be credited entirely to the pride that 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, isn’t it?” I used my left hand to gently reach into Catherine’s secret place under her belly armour and deliberately pinched it before saying triumphantly. At this point, Catherine had completely lost her ability to resist, and let me do as I pleased.

　　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 behaviour when I was facing Lucia, I became wild and bold. I was like a veteran who had read about it in adult books several times before.

　　“Yikes ……” Faced with this kind of question 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 the slightest stimulus, the Double Boundary can exert the power to turn decay into magic, so Catherine couldn’t even care about retorting at all.

　　“Hey …… I can’t take it anymore.” Catherine managed to stabilise her speech, “Don’t be such a procrastinator …… Come on!”

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

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

　　“Ah! Yikes ……” Catherine gasped and crawled right on top of me, and even more completely uneducated opened her thighs early and waited for the ship to dock.

　　「Yeah……」Faced with such an invitation, I really couldn’t find a reason to refuse. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t hold back any longer at all myself. “Let’s go!” I didn’t know at whom I suddenly bellowed out like this, and my proudly erect doppelganger completely disappeared into Catherine’s depths.

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

　　“Want it?” I was more or less lusting after it.

　　“Well, don’t talk, come on.”

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

　　“Are you comfortable?”

　　“Ah …… go on, a little heavier.”

　　Continuously exchanging such nutrient-less dialogue, as if I were trying to review, I rehearsed from scratch all the positions recorded in the last two pages of the kinky magic book that I remembered in my head. With each change of position, both of them got a new stimulation at the same time. But, as the saying goes, steel can’t last long. Before I could finish the rehearsal, a strong pressure, from one end of my body, hit the ball sack, and the portion that didn’t erupt 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, seemingly aroused by my anger, Catherine’s body also suddenly jerked, and hot nectar subsequently leaked out from her petals.

　　“Yeah. What a bummer.” Looking at the way Catherine and the previous Lugia couldn’t fight again for a while, I started to look around at the new prey. At this time, the air around me turned even more crimson. And at this time, the only one left was Maggie. Although she hadn’t said a single word since just now. However, the way she sat there gasping for air made her stand out at this moment. What’s more, there was also the desire that was burning within her body, which was also burning fiercely on her scarlet apricot face at this time.

　　As soon as I grabbed her arm, living up to her reputation as a representative of composure and intelligence on the continent, Maggie actually pushed me away in an attempt to do some resistance. She twisted her delicate waist in defiance, but all of this just turned out to be a wordless invitation to me in my eyes. Catherine and Lugia had already bowed down, so I naturally didn’t have any reason to let go of Maggie, who had a face and body that was in no way inferior to theirs, on the side. All four of them were suffering from the flames of lust in the boundary at the same time. Regardless of each other’s identity, status, faction, position, what they were before and what they were going to do after that. 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 I was so strong at that point, but because by then Maggie had stopped resisting as well. The red lust that raced through the air blew everyone in its path to the point where they eventually lost their self-control, and Maggie instead leaned in of her own accord, even half-voluntarily removing her cumbersome priestly garb. It was rather as if the earlier stubborn resistance had been the catalyst for it all. Even the resistance mentality became one of desire under the knot of lust.

　　Unable to restrain my low gasp, I lunged up and kissed Maggie’s delicate lips painfully. My tongue tangled in her mouth with abandon, like two water snakes in heat, exchanging saliva so fiercely that I forgot to even 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 our hands stopped at each other’s roots and teased each other. Although my technique was nowhere near as skilled 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 lasted long enough for foreplay, and the frenzy of passion didn’t allow us to waste much time. I took my murderous sword and plunged it into Maggie’s body then pumped it hard.

　　“Ahh …… continue ……” Maggie was writhing underneath me obliviously and catering to 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…..Ah……Going to be…really…very comfortable….. … “I don’t know exactly what the last words of the continent’s number one intellectual woman meant before she reached her climax. It’s just that a wave of pleasure also travelled through my whole body at the same time.

　　“Ah…… ah…… can’t stand it.” Shouting like this for the umpteenth time, I can’t remember how many times at all, and the semen inside me rushes out.

　　Oooh, that’s good! I screamed wildly 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 as if 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, and then going to Wushan again without considering each other’s physical condition.

　　I just couldn’t remember how many times I had let it out on all three by the end of the day, even with the protection of the boundary, 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 fuelling lust and supporting the physical energy of the warlock is already enough to allow an ordinary magician to face about five objects. 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 for in this boundary doesn’t have to be accumulated and liquidated together when it’s over, the semen paid for 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. 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 colour around me slowly begin to fade away as well. This proved that the power of the boundary had begun to fade away. But at that time, I couldn’t care about that at all anymore. 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 together 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 find out. By the time I learnt what that meant, it was long after the fact, and it was too late to undo all the mistakes that had been made.