Chapter 9 - Greed I
The Shield of Sloth impacted the ground at the crater's very center. He halted in the air, but only remained stationary for a second before Medea pushed him down and into the Shield.
With a gasp, Naofumi returned to the physical plain. The air was warm, the ground even more so. He was kneeling in a pool of lava—huh—but it didn't hurt at all. He felt that it was scalding, but it was just the right temperature where it was wonderfully hot, faintly stinging, but pleasant. A glimpse at his HP revealed that he wasn't even taking any damage.
Sweet.
Naofumi? What… what are you doing?
He'd turned onto his back and was in the process of lying down. A loud sigh of bliss escaped him as he slowly immersed his body in the hot-red, molten rock. It was thick and wonderful and hugged him with searing intensity. Sadly, the pool wasn't too deep. Only his lower legs and arms fully immersed in the warm goodness, his knees peeking outside, his torso half-immersed.
Are you… bathing in lava?
Yeah… It felt so nice he got a little excited.
Okay… Uhm. And what about the people above?
What about them?
Aren't you going to make them pay for interrupting our rest?
He deliberated for a second. Nah… I'm way too comfortable like this. If anything, I should thank them.
Well. Medea huffed. Things may be...pleasant...for you, but your Goddess is decidedly not enjoying herself so much. Without a body.
Oh. Right. She was making a good point. And after what they'd shared just now, he was loath to displease her. I'll… Just, just a few more minutes, then I'll get you a body.
She gave an incredulous snort. Alright. You're lucky that I'm very pleased with you just now.
Naofumi smiled, and if it was possible, his body warmed even more, from the inside out. He stared up at the sky. The blue, barely-clouded sky. Huh, the Wave is over.
Yes, it seems the Heroes were actually not completely incompetent.
Naofumi chuckled and wondered whether that was due to his actions. Had he inadvertently strengthened them by confronting them about their weak mind and skill set? Or perhaps Motoyasu had used the Spear of Wrath and thus hadn't been completely useless? Maybe the other Heroes had also unlocked similar weapons after what he'd done to them?
He got shaken out of his thoughts by a bright light appearing in the sky—like a second sun—blinding him.
Medea. Do you see that?
It increased in size and brightness. Was it coming closer?
Yes. It's… a spell. You're about to get obliterated. Again.
He pictured her racing alongside the descending column of light, her long hair—crimson, if she was to be believed—fluttering in wind that didn't affect her.
So that's what formed the crater.
Must be. Aren't you going to move?
Nah. I'll take my chances. He couldn't have dodged if he tried to.
Okay. But if I revive you again, you'll immediately switch to another Shield and get a move on.
She was using underhanded tricks, that was what it was. Okay. I promise. He watched lazily as the spell came closer and closer, narrowing his eyes. When it came too close, he had to shut them, seeing the intense light even through his lids.
The spell hit LAZE, and the ground shook. The lava sloshed around him. Bubbled and boiled. The clash lasted a few seconds.
Slowly, Naofumi opened his eyes...and realized that he was not dead, still enjoying a volcanic bath.
Well, seeing how I didn't die—and you won't have to revive me—I don't need to get up yet.
Cheeky little bastard. She didn't sound all too upset. Fine, you get three more minutes.
Yes, my Goddess. He chuckled, resisting the urge to add a mental, "Mom." Curious, though, that I survived this time. I wonder why…
Indeed. Tell me, did you have that Shield equipped before our bodies were destroyed?
Yes, I did. Hmm… Maybe the ability deactivates when I sleep.
No. I've seen it around us while you were out before.
Still, it could be weakened in my sleep.
A possibility, yes. But I'd say that's unlikely.
Well. If we discount that, then that means that, either, it was a different spell, the spell has gotten weaker for some reason, or I've gotten stronger.
He checked his level: 45. Interesting. He couldn't remember ever being so high. Granted, he'd not been paying attention during the last few weeks, but he doubted it had increased by so much so drastically. Perhaps he got revived at higher levels the more his bond with Medea grew. After all, it was her divinity that created his body.
Time's up, my Hero.
With a sigh, Naofumi forced himself to push his body upward. There was a brief moment when he was kneeling where the desire to lie down again was almost overpowering, but he fought it off and stood, dripping lava. The sensation of it slowly running down his body was odd yet pleasant, making goosebumps spread across his skin. He wondered how it would feel if he put some on his cock and—
Naofumi…
Sorry. He shook himself out of it and took a step forward, then another. He switched to the Shield of Envy, and immediately got hit by a wave of energy and mental clarity. So what do we do now? The crater wall was steep. Certainly climbable, but it would be all too easy to push him down again.
He could make out voices from beyond the crater wall, people calling out in alarm.
Get me a body.
He didn't feel like pointing out that there was none around. In the absence of a good idea, he started ascending the crater walls, first running for as long as he was able to, then climbing. If only I could fly.
Maybe you will, some day.
The image, as well as her sincerity, made him smile and boost his efforts. He was starting to come close to the edge.
Silhouettes of people were becoming visible above. Spells were shouted, then elemental streams burst forth from outstretched hands.
Naofumi blocked with his Shield. The attacks barely shook him. Then they stopped, and he continued on his way.
Suddenly, the rocks he was holding onto glowed. After a second, they vanished, and he fell. He tried to grasp for purchase but was unable to. He plummeted down the wall, rolling and bouncing uncontrollably, gaining momentum.
He was more annoyed than anything, heaving a sigh. It didn't hurt him. He dropped into a shallow pool of lava, nearly where he started.
Well, that was pathetic.
Thank you. He pushed himself to his feet.
Just get me a body, and I'll handle the silly mortals.
It was easier said than done. Naofumi aimed at where he saw some knights peeking over the edge of the crater and activated POSSESS.
Nothing happened.
I think I'm only able to grab women.
How sexist.
Naofumi snorted. He climbed the walls again. When he was met with magical attacks, he tried to pull the casters with POSSESS, but it didn't work. The stone started to glow beneath his hands, and he managed to dodge sideways before it fully vanished. But the spell—Earth Hole, he thought he heard them say—repeated until they got him and he fell.
Medea gave a long sigh, as if it was all his fault. Naofumi chose not to comment. He checked his other Shields. Wrath wouldn't help him one bit. Neither would Gluttony. Sloth was useless as well. Lust?
He selected that and got a boner. As he'd feared, though, the Shield of Lust wasn't glowing. It had lost all its energy when he'd died. Well, only one way to do this…
What are you doing? Medea demanded when he was lying down in his favorite pool of lava again.
Charging the Shield of Lust. Unless you have a better idea…
Enveloped in hot goodness, he stroked himself. When he groaned, it was more due to the bath than anything else. Doing it himself could hardly compare to sex with Medea. He paused to drench his hand in lava, then grasped his cock.
He hissed at the intense heat. For a moment, it hurt, but then he got used to it and it was good. Incomparable to Medea's divine mouth, but still good. He noticed that he was now taking damage. Nothing concerning—he was only aware because of his blinking HP bar—but it hadn't been there before.
This is the oddest thing I've ever seen.
Believe me, this is the oddest thing I've ever done. (A/N: I can't quite believe I'm writing this either. How did I get to this point?) But unless you want to wait for the next Wave for me to get teleported away, this is all I can do.
She giggled.
Naofumi pictured his Goddess in her true form: mature, perfect, glowing body with gigantic tits. Just how good would it feel to embrace and bury his face in her chest? A longing sigh escaped him. He came moments later. He couldn't help but snort when his cum immediately evaporated after shooting out of his lava-covered dick.
It's not working.
What? He checked the Shield of Lust, which showed no evidence of even the faintest glow. Well. Maybe it needs a few tries…
He resumed his volcanic masturbation, stroking rapidly, spreading some lava over his almost-disturbingly muscular torso, fantasizing about his Goddess. He accidentally thought some of it out loud, but she wasn't upset, giving an impish giggle.
As he kept stroking himself, they had sort of telephone sex. Soul-bond sex? She also released the occasional sigh or moan, apparently capable of pleasuring herself in her soul form, though her sounds were a lot more reserved than usual.
After two rounds of that, the Shield of Lust hadn't charged one bit. Well, this is problematic.
You could say that.
In the meantime, the knights hadn't been idle. They'd manipulated the crater walls with earth magic so that a climb was practically impossible. He wondered what they made of his odd behavior.
The lava was starting to slowly lose heat, so Naofumi reluctantly got out of the pool, lest he be encased in stone. He tried to grab people with POSSESS, but it didn't work. No more spells were sent his way. It seemed they'd realized his powerlessness.
In the end, he sat on the cooling ground. Defeated by an earth hole. How shameful… Well, since we got some time to kill, I believe you wanted to tell me about the Waves.
I said that, didn't I?
You did.
I'm not in the mood for that conversation. Let's save it for when I have a body again and can look you in the eyes.
Okay. Anything else we can talk about?
No. She sounded as dejected as he was.
With a sigh, Naofumi readied himself for a long stretch of boredom. As he sat there, trapped, naked, and alone, he vowed to have more mental strength next time to not succumb to the Shield of Sloth, lest he be caught off-guard again. If this experience taught him anything, it was that he was still not completely invulnerable.
It got gradually darker as the day progressed, the sun moving across the sky. He wondered what the knights would do. Would they try to fill up the crater with stones? Bury him alive? Just keep him like this? Clearly, they'd figured out at this point that killing him was futile. They weren't all idiots, he had to give them that. Naofumi looked at the two Shields he'd yet to unlock. Should he try that? He had no idea how, though. Medea stayed silent, probably busying herself otherwise. As boredom overwhelmed him, he was increasingly tempted to equip the Shield of Sloth but managed to not give in.
After what felt like ages, a sound snapped him out of his depressed trance. He whirled around...and saw that it was only a small stone skipping down the crater wall. A disappointed sigh escaped him.
"Ahh, fuck," a female voice sounded. Naofumi frowned. For a second, he thought to have made out a human silhouette on the wall. Another stone skidded down the incline. Some dust rained down, and he heard an odd sliding sound, then a crunch. "Ahhhh. Argh! Fuck!"
Further down the crater, the air shimmered, and a figure became visible. A figure dressed in fancy clothing, clutching their left leg and cursing like a sailor in a high-pitched voice.
"Liphy!" Grinning, Naofumi jumped to his feet and raced toward her. Above, shouting could be heard. "Bless you, you little sneaky whore."
Medea laughed.
Liphy's agonized cursing got interrupted by a short giggle. She was crying. It seemed like she'd broken her leg while descending into the crater.
"Fuck, it hurts! Possess me already, you cunt of a Godde—"
Naofumi touched her, and Medea did just that. Not a second later, a flash of light alerted him of a barrage of spells coming his way. He switched to the Shield of Sloth and drew her against him, Shield raised, just in case.
The onslaught lasted a good half minute, but LAZE's shield dome blocked it all. He felt the sudden excitement battling with the Shield of Sloth's laziness but managed to stay focused.
She heard of how you'd been "captured" and immediately came to the rescue. A good disciple. I shall overlook and forgive her rude words just now.
Naofumi laughed.
Now watch.
He did. He watched how mirror images of him and Liphy flew out of their bodies, as if they were in a photo editing software and someone had duplicated them. Their illusion clones—Liphy hugging his naked form, similar to when they'd escaped the arena with Lesty's body—ascended the crater. It must have been a difficult thing to do for her. He could tell that the way their hair moved wasn't completely authentic.
Spells were shot at them. The illusion dodged. Not that it was necessary. A torrent of flame went right through them. The illusion didn't disperse, though. They shot out above the crater edge and fled into the sky and out of view.
Naofumi heard exclamations of frustration and anger and revenge from above. People peered into the crater but didn't spot them. Medea, in his embrace, was hiding their bodies. Slowly, it quieted, footsteps retreating.
Neat.
Pretty smart, eh?
Brilliant.
Medea gave a pleasant giggle. Eyes glowing lilac, she raised a crimson eyebrow at him. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Yes. He kissed her, and her pleasant hum confirmed his guess. He equipped the Shield of Lust. Invisible, they made love on the crater ground. Liphy's lips were wonderful and soft. Her fox-ears and tail fluffy. He'd missed Demi-sex while on the island. They enjoyed each other for a few rounds before deciding to leave. It was approaching evening now.
When Medea hurled him up and out of the crater before following out, no one was left around. A chill ran down his spine as he took in the area around the crater. Only the odd ruin of houses—burnt and blown away by the shockwave of the spell that had destroyed their bodies—reminded that a village had once stood here. Had the knights known that everyone was already dead before they'd decided to obliterate it? Well, he was hardly one to judge.
There seems to be a feast held in the castle to celebrate the defeat of the Wave and the Shield Devil. I say we crash the party.
My thoughts exactly. Naofumi grinned ferally. Plus, I'm kinda hungry.
- GodMode -
As they strolled through the city, invisible, holding hands, they passed by the crazy tailor woman's shop.
Wanna look what she's up to? I wouldn't mind some clothes...
Very well.
The shop was closed and the door locked. Had something happened to them? Medea picked the lock and they snuck inside, finding the main room empty.
Things became obvious when he neared the door that led to the tailor's private quarters, he guessed, and a female moan emanated from there.
Medea cackled faintly.
"Oh, yes! Hmm. Mina. Oh, my sweet Mina…"
Grinning, Naofumi opened the door and entered silently, pulling Medea along. The crazy tailor was, partly unclothed, glasses askew, lying on a table, Mina's head in-between her legs. Candles and cutlery spoke of a romantic dinner. The lovers didn't notice them at all, losing themselves in the passion.
Wanna join them?
No. She was brushing her thumb back and forth the back of his hand. Let's watch. It's fascinating.
It really was. He studied the tailor's face distort with pleasure. How she had buried her hands in Mina's hair, alternating in-between gripping and pulling and smoothing it over. Her back arched and she lost her glasses when she came, crying out her lover's name, then cooing. Afterward, she remained panting on the table, sweat shimmering in the candlelight. Mina stood and bent over her to kiss. They whispered back and forth how much they loved each other.
Well, they've not been idle while we were gone.
Eventually, Medea cleared her throat.
The two lovers squeaked and whirled around and tried to cover their modesty, half-falling off the table while doing so.
"H-how did you— I locked! Or did—"
"My Goddess! Naofumi!" Mina disentangled herself from her lover to throw herself on the floor in a submissive gesture. "I'm so pleased to see you return."
The tailor woman, who'd been busy tapping around the floor in search of her glasses, mirrored Mina's position, trying to discreetly pull one strap of her apron over her shoulder while pushing her glass up her nose.
"Rise, children," Medea said, giggling in Naofumi's head. "And you don't need to cover yourself. I've been in your bodies before."
The two women's blushes deepened. "Yes, my Goddess! What can we do for you?"
"Some clothes would be appreciated," Naofumi said.
"Right away!"
He was quickly fitted in a nice and simple set of black-green clothes—with a cloak, of course. Medea also went to upgrade her outfit.
Liphy will appreciate it. And I say she deserves some reward for sparing us from a month of boredom.
Indeed.
"My Goddess," Mina said, somewhat hesitant, when they were about to leave. "If I could make a request?"
"Go on."
"I… We…" She swallowed, then blurted out, "Please wed us!"
An amused grin spread across Medea's lips. She studied the hand-holding couple with her glowing eyes. "I shall grant you your wish."
"Yesss!" They hugged.
Naofumi chuckled.
"Face each other," Medea instructed, "and intertwine your fingers." They did so without hesitation. Place your hands on their shoulders, Naofumi. Medea was considerate enough to sit down on an armchair before leaving Liphy's body.
She possessed Mina first, and the "wedding ceremony" began. Naofumi was sure she was making the whole thing up, judging by her barely-concealed amusement. She switched in-between the bodies at a rapid pace. It made for a very odd sound. Ominous and sacred, kind of.
Arms closed around Naofumi's chest, and a female body pressed against his.
"What's going on?" Liphy whispered.
"Medea's wedding them," he said quietly. "We're back in Castle Town, by the way. Thanks for rescuing us."
Liphy grinned cutely. "Of course." She kissed him on the cheek and ran a hand up and down his chest. "I missed you...Naofumi."
He was getting hard again. Liphy's hand arrived at his crotch, and she stroked him. It had become such a common occurrence that he didn't even blink an eye.
"I missed you too," he told her earnestly and watched the wedding ceremony. The two lovers' happiness was radiating, making Naofumi tear up a little. Sometimes, it was nice seeing some of the positive effects he'd had on this world.
Switching bodies with each word, Medea was saying, "I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the bride." They did, a deep, open-mouthed kiss, their skin flickering from Medea's altering possession.
Feeling silly, Naofumi turned his head as far as possible, and his lips met Liphy's. She didn't hesitate to deepen the kiss, eagerly caressing with her tongue. After a few seconds, the kiss turned divine and warm. Medea had possessed her. It was hard not to give in to the desire to rip her clothes off. He removed his hands from the newlyweds, though, and embraced her fully.
The kisses were broken, and a collective giggling went through the room.
"As much as I'd like to celebrate with you," Medea said. "We have a party to crash."
"Of course, my Goddess," they both chorused. "Thank you so much!"
"You're welcome." With a haughty nod, Medea took Naofumi's hand and led him out of the shop.
- GodMode -
Invisible, the castle was easily infiltrated without anyone being the wiser, and they were soon walking through the tall stone hallways. Naofumi resisted the urge to switch to the Shield of Wrath and burn off the fancy paintings and tapestries they passed.
The distant sound of music, chatter, and clinking of cutlery, was hard to miss. Apparently, they didn't let the fact that he'd escaped disturb their "victory" over the Wave. Before they fully arrived at the feast, though, Naofumi halted.
My Hero?
I just got an idea. Before we crash the party, why don't we rob the treasury? I still need to enact some revenge on that Trash King.
Hmm… I'd say kidnapping his daughter would be an adequate revenge.
Later, Naofumi said, even though it made an uneasy feeling churn in his stomach. He had an inkling that he wouldn't be able to avoid a confrontation this time.
But yes, robbing them of their resources would be a nice way to spread some more panic. She gave a low, sadistic laugh, and he joined in.
Medea led him to a random empty room, then she exited Liphy's body. While Medea explored the castle in her soul form, Naofumi brought Liphy up to speed. He indulged her in a few kisses, enjoying how happy it made her, then just hugged her to his chest.
Aww. Someone's clingy.
Cloaked again in her magic, Medea dragged him through the castle halls. She refrained from killing any of the people they passed, unless they were unfortunate to block their way. Then she quickly snapped their necks and hid the bodies.
Soon enough, they arrived at the treasury, which was located quite high up the castle, interestingly enough.
They quickly took care of the guards—Naofumi even burned one with RAZE—then found themselves confronted with a gigantic iron door. No key was in sight.
Well… He switched to the Shield of Lust. It was charged only a little, but the symbol of DESIRE was glowing in a way indicative it could be activated. After a quick back-and-forth with Medea, they identified the door's weak point, and he activated DESIRE.
The initial explosion was very small this time. The laser was barely thicker than his thumb and only lasted a few seconds. It was enough to destroy the locking mechanism, though. The door swung open with a squeak.
"Damn…"
Torchlight from behind and Medea's divine glow reflected on a sea of coins, gold and silver. They inspected closer, taking handful of coins in their hands and letting them slip through their fingers.
Medea's glow vanished. Liphy took a second to orient herself, grinned, and straight-up jumped into a mountain of coins. "Ouch! Fuck, it's harder than I thought."
Medea cackled. Laughing, Naofumi followed her lead and also jumped into the sea of coins. Of course, he wasn't hurting at all. He noticed how there were a lot more silver coins than gold as he dove deeper. Probably a trick to feign more wealth than they actually possessed.
"I'm rich! I'm rich!" Liphy laughed gleefully, filling her pockets and about everywhere she could fit the coins. In her bra, among other places.
Though the physical richness didn't matter all that much to Naofumi, Liphy's glee was infectious. He felt like the hero in a heist movie or video game, successfully infiltrating and cleaning the gigantic vault of some bank or casino. That this was the Trash King's money only made it better.
Movement in his HUD alerted him to a Shield unlock. The symbol, as it flipped, depicted a coin. Gold or Bronze, he wasn't sure. A crown was engraved on it.
Shield of Greed
Thought so. He equipped it.
New Shield? What does it do?
Well… The ability was called HOARD, so he had a pretty good idea. And as he looked around the treasury, he found himself grinning and overwhelmed with the need to steal and possess every single coin in there.
He focused on a small mountain of coins and activated HOARD. In his mind, he heard the pleasant sound of coins jingling, and they vanished. "Nice."
Now that's useful.
Naofumi activated HOARD again, focusing on a different heap of money, and it vanished with a fitting sound effect. He quickly found out that there was a range limit to the ability. No, that wasn't quite right. He managed to absorb a gold coin from across the room, if he focused on it, but only that one. Apparently, the ability got weaker the greater the distance was between him and the desired object. In his HUD, next to the symbol of the Shield of Greed, another symbol depicting a golden ornate chest was located now. When focusing on it, it opened a visualization of everything he'd absorbed so far, and he could take out and rematerialize the things with his will alone.
Very nice.
Soon, the whole treasury was empty. The room looked kind of odd, now that it was devoid of any money. More like a prison than anything. Just for fun, Naofumi tried to absorb one of the walls...and it worked. The whole thing vanished, leaving behind clean edges. On the other side was a granary, judging by the sacks and crates and the smell of wheat that suddenly permeated the air. He acquired them all in a matter of seconds, smirking all the while. How many people would starve because of this? The thought made his smirk widen.
I think that's enough, don't you?
It's never enough. But yes, I think we got everything here.
"Liphy, give me your gold coins."
"What? Why?"
"I'll keep them for you."
"But they're mine. Can't I keep them?"
"Come on. You're making those coins jingle with each step you take. It'll draw attention when we sneak out."
"Fine." With a pout, she handed him her sizable bounty.
Naofumi knew that it wasn't everything. So he used HOARD to absorb her clothes, right off her body. Sadly, absorbing her didn't work.
Liphy squeaked and tried to hold onto the coins that he hadn't gotten with her clothes. He took those too. "How mean…" Her pout was severe now.
"Come on, you'll get them back later." Naofumi laid a hand on her shoulder, and Medea possessed her.
My thanks for getting rid of those unnecessary clothes.
My pleasure. He eyed her glowing tits and licked his lips. They shared a quick kiss, embracing, then continued.
Instead of exiting where they'd come from, he absorbed another wall, which led to some living room.
You're going to make the castle collapse if you continue like that.
And would that be a bad thing?
Shesnorted but turned serious again quickly. Yes. Yes, it would. I wouldn't want this body to be crushed. Plus the Princess is down there.
Oh. Right. With a shrug, Naofumi stole all the interior of the living room he now found himself in, then continued on into the adjacent bedroom. Was it the King's? Naofumi took it all. The bed. Rugs. Furniture. Paintings. Clothes. Weapons. Walls.
Heeding Medea's advice, he tried not to make everything collapse. He stole the roof first, then worked himself downward, deconstructing it bit by bit. Thankfully, it wasn't raining. The sky was clear and filled with dozens of stars. Using HOARD on them didn't work, sadly.
Are you really going to steal the whole castle?
Tempting. But no, just the top. He thought about the nuns and how they would enjoy having some proper rooms to live in. Plus, a bed was urgently needed on the island. Shelter for when it rained and winded.
During the plundering, they happened upon some knights and servants, but Medea quickly took care of them before they could raise an alarm. With her ability to leave her body to scout and then approach invisible, no one stood even the hint of a chance. She even killed one or two strange cloaked figures with silver masks. Some sort of spies? Not very good ones, clearly. Nothing escaped Medea's divine gaze.
Naofumi absorbed her victim's possessions and was sad to note that he couldn't take the bodies. Maybe that'd require him to upgrade Greed first?
On their way downward, Medea must have made some mistake, for where they'd arrived didn't look like the feast. They were in the dungeon. He chose not to comment; she wouldn't have admitted it anyway. Or was she planning something?
A dozen killed knights later, the two of them were strolling past barred cells, holding hands.
Mostly Demi-humans in there.
As expected. Let's free them. Create a bit of chaos.
Good idea.
One by one, Naofumi used HOARD to absorb the cell doors and relieve the prisoners of their constraints. At the display of his supernatural powers—unusual even for this world, he guessed—the freed prisoners were oddly quiet, only gasping out a muttered thanks here and there. They cautiously followed after him.
Not this one. I want that body for later.
Of course. Chuckling, he put the door he'd just absorbed back in place. It was dark in the cell, but it was enough to see the rag-clad feminine figure...and what looked like hip-length red or orange hair. Shackles around her wrists kept her in a standing position. She was facing the entrance with her back, trying and failing to crane her head to look at what was going on.
Whatever had earned her this special treatment, he would find out later. With a shake of his head, he continued to free the rest of the prisoners.
Absorb the wall there.
He did, filling the dungeon with the sound of flowing water.
None of the prisoners made a move to leave through there.
"Why are you freeing us?" a woman with dog ears asked.
"Who are you?" a human man with shoulder-length dark hair said in a hushed voice.
Human or Demi-human, they stared in awe at Liphy's glowing, naked body.
"I am the Goddess Medea. You should leave now before the alarm breaks out. Liphy will lead you. Do what you wish, though…" She aimed an evil grin at them. "...it'd delight me if you could cause some chaos. Take your revenge. Burn the city, if you're able." With a chuckle, she left Liphy's body.
Her words struck the prisoners, igniting anger in them. After all, they probably were one of the last Demi-humans left in the city. And really, did a criminal—the actual ones among them—need any reason to commit violence?
As promised, Naofumi returned her stolen gold coins to Liphy, along with her clothes, which he managed to directly fit around her form. Meanwhile, he instructed her what to do, repeating Medea's words out loud.
Liphy was clearly sad to part ways. Before she left through the wall he'd absorbed, she stole a deep kiss, much to his and Medea's amusement. He was a little worried to leave her alone with a bunch of convicts, but most of them didn't look all that dangerous. Plus they were low-leveled. Opposite to Liphy's 48. She could take care of herself.
One by one, they flitted out of the dungeon.
"Shield Hero?" some Demi-humans gasped as they passed him.
"Do as my Goddess says and leave," he told them.
"Of course!"
"Why leave the Seaetto girl?" a man asked. He looked like he was one of the actual criminals. "She's a Demi-lover, that one, you know."
"I got other plans for her," Naofumi told him.
"Of course. Of course, you do." Chuckling, the man left.
Once Naofumi was alone in the dungeon, he returned to the only cell that still contained its inmate. Quick uses of HOARD removed the door, then the rags clothing her, revealing the figure of an attractive and fit—if a little emaciated—young woman underneath. He left the shackles binding her to the ceiling for now.
The woman was struggling, muscles flexing, releasing muffled sounds.
Aren't you going to touch her?
Just… Don't rip the chains when you possess her.
What? Why?
Just... Trust me. You'll like it.
Okay. She didn't sound terribly convinced but did as asked and remained standing on tip-toes in her chained-up state. Naofumi watched with fascination how her glowing body regrew some of the muscles and fat it must have lost during the imprisonment, creating a very pleasing image.
Naofumi absorbed the rag gagging her.
Thank you. That wasn't a nice taste...
I can imagine.
What now?
Just relax.
Alright.
Naofumi used HOARD to undress in an instant. He stepped up to Medea and hugged her from behind. They both hummed at the divine skin contact. Her long hair tickled him. His cock hardened against her fit ass. Naofumi touched her. Explored the hard ridges of muscles. She wasn't exactly clean, but as immortals, they hardly cared about things like that.
Naofumi…
He broke the embrace, then started circling her, tracing her skin here and there with his fingers.
Stop teasing me.
Hmmm… But I think you like it.
Maybe a little…
He gave her a kiss. Only a short one, though, enjoying the heated but pleading look in those glowing cyan eyes, those full lips pursed in delightful irritation. He played with her nipples a bit. Bit them gently. She really had some lovely breasts.
Medea was moaning with every little touch, pressing her legs together, her face a mix of pleasure and frustration.
Naofumi placed his hands on her glowing ass, exploring the pleasing shape. Medea… Can I spank you?
S-spank me? Why?!
Maybe you'll like it.
Really?
Yes, really. Just try it. Alright?
Fine. But only because I'm still so pleased with you because of the Wave.
Of course. Naofumi wetted his lips. He raised a hand, waited a few seconds while listening to Medea holding her breath, and gave her a good slap, which echoed around the small cell.
She squeaked, and the chains rattled, protesting against her strength. Oh sorry, I nearly ripped them out.
Did you like it?
It wasn't so bad, I suppose…
Grinning, he gave her another generous spank. It wasn't anything like when he'd punished Berta. Nothing much wiggled here, firm as it was. He gave her another slap, on the other cheek, loving her squeaked moan.
She really got into it, her moans increasing in volume with each consecutive slap. Occasionally, she giggled. Her glowing cheeks were adopting a lovely rosy color.
Uhhhh. Yes!
You've been a naughty little Goddess, haven't you? So wicked…
Guilty! Hmm-hm!
You deserve some more punishment, don't you?
Yes!
On an especially hard slap, followed by a sharp, delighted moan, Medea jerked so much that she accidentally ripped out the chains binding her left arm.
Ooops. She giggled.
Naofumi joined in with her amusement. He thought about punishing her with some more slaps, but ultimately decided that a little tickling was in order.
Naofumi?
Grinning deviously, he trapped her in an embrace, then started his onslaught.
What are— S-stop! Struggling against his arms, she shrieked with laughter. He tickled her mercilessly, ignoring the pain when she elbowed him. Naofumi! Red-pink hair obscured his vision.
Peals of resounding laughter echoed around the small dungeon cell. It was a beautiful sound, sure to be heard throughout the whole castle.
He stopped when her pleading started to lose its amusement. She'd ripped out the remaining chains and hung panting in his embrace, recovering.
That was… I don't even know.
I know. They kissed, somewhat awkwardly. His lust returned with a vengeance. They started groping each other, the shackles still around her wrists pleasantly cool as they grazed his skin. She was more than ready for him when he finally slipped into the wet divinity between her legs.
They fucked, frantic and passionately, kissing all the while. At some point, her back hit the cell wall. Her pussy felt tight and good. Her hair, while matted and tangled, was pleasant to touch and bury his hands in. The thought of those fit thighs wrapped around his waist, ankles crossed, was incredibly hot. The voluptuous breasts squeezed against him.
Medea came first, and he wasn't soon after. Aside from when he'd licked her, had he ever made her come so fast and without the Shield of Lust? He couldn't tell.
Foreheads resting together, they regained their breath. Smiled at each other. He brushed some orange hair out of her glowing face.
Another round? he asked, eyeing the Shield of Lust in his HUD.
No. Let's not. I… She was a virgin. Another round and I'll pass out.
Oh. Okay. He pressed a gentle kiss on her lips, then disentangled their bodies. Time to crash the party.
That's right.
Naofumi used HOARD to retrieve some towels and quickly wiped down their bodies, then dressed himself. You want some clothes? I got a few dresses.
No. No dresses. How about… a knight's armor. I'm sure I killed more than enough. Her expression turned devious. She once was a part of them, you know, before they got her. Naive thing didn't even see the betrayal coming. I'd be all too happy to assist her with some revenge. She chuckled darkly.
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