Chapter 85
"You're going to go out again?"
Kirei stood at the pulpit, reading the faded leather bound Bible in his hands. He never lifted his eyes away from it, even when speaking to Lancer.
"Yes."
"I see."
Slowly, his right hand lifted up and thumbed the side of the Bible, shifting the paper to flip to the next page.
"You're free to do as you wish, so long as you do not engage enemy Servants."
Lancer nodded, then left the church.
"Do you know what she's doing?"
Kirei's question was directed to the golden king, whose cloak of concealment was taken off after Lancer left. A golden portal opened next to him as he dropped the shimmering fabric into it, the cloak sinking into it like it was water.
"If you want to know, then ask her yourself. Knowledge given freely pales against knowledge earned."
Kirei kept silent after that, with the golden king smiling as he drank his wine.
I suppose watching the gluttonous cow-like mongrel would be entertaining today…
He got up and left the chapel as well, cup still in hand.
Lancer went into spiritual form after she left the chapel, summoning Llamrei as well to travel faster. They galloped across the Miyama district, heading directly for Shinto on the opposite side of the river.
Arriving in an alley behind Verde, Lancer checked for any signs of people, and when there were none, she materialized, wearing the clothing she had seen while going through a booklet, or 'magazine', of modern fashion. The mana forming her armor and bodysuit transformed, changing shape as her body glowed in the dark alley.
Gone was the ridged, spiky black armor that protected her body. In its place was a full set of stylish modern clothing, leaning more towards masculine fashion. A white dress shirt with vertical folds covered her upper body, her magnificent chest straining the white fabric. The waistcoat she wore was unable to wrap around the big globes of flesh, forcing it to go beneath them. Three slim golden chains attached to triangles of gold on each side kept the waistcoat fastened together at her stomach. An icon of the Round Table hung around her neck like a necklace, with two long tassels going down towards her chest. A brown trench coat with golden buttons and a gray underside wrapped around her body, stretching all the way down to her knees. If one were to see her, they would have thought she walked out of 19th century Britain with her well-tailored formal clothing of Victorian style.
Her black leather shoes rang smartly against the large stone tiles, her hair tied up into a bun as she walked out of the alley.
"Ah, I almost forgot."
The black horn-like protrusions on her head and the black marks next to her jaw disappeared. Though it wouldn't immediately expose her identity to the public, especially with the head accessories she had seen from the 'magazine', she would still rather avoid attracting too much attention.
Walking out onto the main street, she made her way to the shopping mall, the streets bustling with pedestrians, though not as many as there would be on a weekend.
"I suppose it can't be helped."
Even with what she thought was a normal appearance, there was still a healthy amount of people staring at her on the street. Her Charisma played a part in this, but it was mostly because she was just a beautiful foreigner who was very eye catching. Indeed, most of the onlookers staring at her were males, though there were females staring at her as well, with one or two of them holding a lust in their eyes.
Regardless, she ignored them and went into the shopping mall, making her way to the treasure trove she had obtained information about while going out at night. It was said that this place contained numerous items of great worth, and it was free to all civilians to access as well. She had even overheard people saying that it was possible to die to these treasures, with how great the pleasure they offered was. If possible, she also wanted to see if she could find a 'deal'. There were many 'deals' offered there too, with different ones offered depending on the time and location. It seemed to be that a deal offered much greater rewards than usual. She had never heard of such a place, so she had decided to come here to see for herself whether the rumors were true or not.
Stopping outside the gates of the brightly lit den, she looked at the insides of the rumored place.
Inside, numerous people were bustling about, with long lines queued up, and people within the den working hard at procuring the precious goods for the people waiting for them.
"So they can use magic...cards to exchange for them as well."
Simply passing the cards over some sort of device that beeped and flashed was enough to give them access to the treasures, though sacrifices of physical material were also accepted, and more often used as well.
Steeling herself, she entered the den, controlling her body's natural instincts as she caught sight of the treasures being shown off all around her.
"Mmmhhh…"
"AAaahn…"
"Hah, not bad at all."
"It's going into my mouth!"
Looking at the immorality around her, she shuddered. Was it really okay to indulge in such pleasure so wantonly? Instead of treasure, maybe it was more accurate to describe such a place as a den of vice, a place where the most degenerate of desires could be satisfied.
Keeping her guard up, she strolled up to where the lines of people were waiting to sate their appetites, some of them fidgeting while others tapped their feet impatiently, their desires growing inside of them as they saw others receive fulfillment of their physical needs.
"Ngghhh…"
"Ahan~"
"Uhun~"
"Ya,Yamete~"
Her mouth started going dry from the expressions of satisfaction and pleasure, her imagination going wild as she imagined herself as one of them, drowning in a sea of pleasure as her body shook with delight, the white creaminess sliding down her-
"Stop!"
Her mind caught herself before she lost control, her body still once more as she fought the urge to just charge straight ahead and take what she wanted.
Eventually, it was her turn, the people in front of her having made their request and waiting for the product that would satisfy their bodies' carnal desires. She stared up at the glowing pictures, the products enticing her with their bodies.
"I'll take that... that and that."
The worker marked it down to create the custom request she had made, preparing the perfect item to suit her desires. Unconsciously, drool started pooling in her mouth. She couldn't wait to put the piece of meat into her body, stuffing herself until she couldn't take any more-
"No! I have to endure."
Yet, her face started heating up as her body reacted to the perverse scent drifting in the air, impure thoughts entering her mind. Her left hand clutched the right, a tight grip encircling her wrist to prevent herself from losing control.
After what felt like an infinitely long wait, but was merely a few minutes in reality, her desires finally manifested in front of her eyes. Unable to believe her eyes, her drool finally leaked out of her mouth, a long line of saliva going past her smooth, angular jaw to drip on the succulent product that seduced her to drown in sin.
"I must-must sit down."
Using the last vestiges of willpower, she held off the temptation of falling, walking with shaky legs over to a nearby booth to enjoy the experience to its fullest. Her legs almost gave out the moment she reached it, and carefully set the tray on the table.
It was time.
Gently, she lifted the cover of the box open, the cardboard sliding against her fingers like a lovers fingers entwining with hers, brushing against it to send shocks running down her spine. Her breaths came out in short gasps as her pupils dilated, her excitement and desire reaching a feverish pitch. Her body felt hot, and she undressed. Tenderly, her long, delicate fingers slid under the thick piece of meat, lifting it up and guiding it towards her warm wet hole.
"Iyaaaaaaannn~"
The juices hit her in all the right spots, the meat conforming to her hole like it was made for it. Her flesh wrapped around it, squeezing hard on it as it constricted hard out of pleasure, her muscles spasming as the walls of pink flesh clamped down hard on the meat like it was trying to smash it flat. Her entire body shook in ecstasy, her body twisting erotically as she completely lost her composure, almost throwing her head back in pure bliss. Pleasure filled every cell of her body, every muscles from her hair to her toes quivering in delight, her mind lost in a sea of immorality as she became one of the many, indulging in sinful pleasures. Blankness filled her head as clear liquid accumulated in the hole with the meat, wrapping it in warm lubricant to wring every last drop of ecstasy out of it.
Archer and Rin watched as Lancer ate the burger and swallowed it with care, the burger quickly disappearing down her throat as she reached for the second one she ordered. Her reactions were beyond bizarre, to the point that Archer would almost say she was orgasming, if he wasn't looking at her eating burgers at a McDonald's. Maybe she just had a great appreciation for junk food.
"Is Lancer okay?"
Rin voiced his unspoken thoughts, staring in confusion at her gobble up the third burger at record speed, white creamy sauce and saliva staining her mouth, her body shaking with each burger consumed.
On the rooftop of the mall, Gilgamesh bellowed with laughter as he watched Lancer eat, his sides shaking from her immensely exaggerated reactions, a far cry from her usual behaviour.
"FUHAHAHAA, FUHAHAHA!"