"Hueee ! Serve me another one !"
"I think you got enough."
"Did I tell you to stop serving me ? Stupid rabbit."
Barbun the bunny sighed heavily at her inebriated friend. Bottles of beer, Yamatai sake and even a Grand Noah wine were piling up in front of the sheep girl, silent explanations to the sheep girl's current drunken state. At least, she was not a threat to anyone in that state.
It was just another day at the Pocket Castle for her. She remembered the days she wandered, looking for travelers to attack to get money, to get food or even to play with once she had defeated them. It was her routine until one day, where she attacked a small band of monsters led by the hero Luka. She ended up soundly defeated, and decided to join with them in hope of honing her skills. It happened several months ago, and she was now on the same level of the Elven Queen's royal guards.
In the meantime, she naturally took the role of bartender in the Pocket Castle as her dexterity allowed her to easily prepare drinks and serve customers. The number of residents kept increasing as the hero kept travelling, and most of them came occasionally, if not regularly, to discuss the situation they were in, their past adventures, or just take a break away from the chaos of the world. Today, even royal monsters could be seen amongst the customers. She could see the Elf Queen discussing with a zombified Fernandez, while Lucretia, the Harpy Queen, was listening to the tale one of her children made of the fight between a kitsune and a valkyrie, ignoring that said warriors were drowning their sorrow because of an accident barely a few tables away.
She looked at the different maids that were now helping her serve the residents in the spectacle room, as if they always were doing that. Yes, she missed a bit those carefree days of old, but she felt a sense of pride in her growing skills as well as a sense of belonging to this growing community.
Her train of thought was interrupted by a booming, slurred voice shouting incomprehensible words. Not a second after, a scylla maid was slithering fast toward the bar, followed by two men in dapper suits. She recognized all the signs of an imminent fight between two inebriated idiots. Swearing under her breath, she pulled her friend behind the counter as the latter shouted an indignant bleat. The two men followed suit, with a grace contradicting their advanced age. The older one turned toward them.
"Apologies, ladies, but it seems the little twins succubi said something that displeased the blue haired one quite much."
Barbun swore again. In her state, there was no way to tell what damages Morrigan would do. She was a powerful succubus, and apparently she decided to join the hero's group after being weakened during a fight. Barbun was curious to learn more about the legendary succubus, as she would have seen and lived with the monsters of the old days. She got disappointed very soon as the haughty succubus wasn't very talkative, and kept telling how monsters living in the castle were weak. Morrigan was rude and abrasive in the best of days, and a spoiled brat in her worst ones. A spoiled brat that took glee in making others come relentlessly by using her magic.
She heard a few other cries and the sound of spells being cast. A pleasant shiver ran through her spine as one landed close. Fortunately, its effects were weakened by the seals placed to reinforce the counter. She'd have to thanks the kitsunes later.
Carefully looking over the counter, she looked at the succubus that was stumbling in the room.
"I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT SHUCCUBUSHES NAYMED MORRIGAN CAN DO! I'LL SHOW EVERYONE ZJAT WE'RE SHEX GODESSH! WAAAAAY BETTER ZJAN ANYSHING YOU'LL EVER GET!"
The place had been turned into a mess in the blink of an eye. Tables and drinks were flipped, bottles were spread around, and monsters and angels alike were lying down or against the wall, their face covered by an expression of pure bliss. She ducked back behind the counter
"How did she get that drunk ? You'd think a legendary succubus would hold her liquor better!"
"Well, we can hypothesize that the weakening effect done by the apoptosis on her did affect her constitution as a whole, but that she is not used yet to its full effect, particularly when it comes to her body's abilities. But unless I know the full nature of the weakening process, however, I can only conjecture without conclusions. As to why she's drunk…"
"Gah ! When did you get there ?"
Lazarus recoiled in front of the new arrival. A red haired girl with a half shredded labcoat and still broken glasses was writing in a book. How she did manage to get there was a mistery.
"I did not want to pass up on the occasion of observing one of the legendary Lilith Sisters in all her glory." Promestein blankly said. "A small explosion will not stop me."
She then turned toward the room.
"I will also be collecting samples on the fallen monsters. They won't have anything to say about it, for once."
"Wait, don't-"
As soon as Promestein rose up, a purplish bolt hit her in the face. She stumbled for a second before falling down. Barbun could see the same dumb blissful expression on her face, with a damp spot forming between her legs. Lazarus facepalmed.
"Figures."
Silence fell, before Morrigan started back in a sing-song voice.
"Hora, Hora, I shee a little bunnyyy who will shoon be hornyyy…"
Barbun's eyes opened wide, just as she remembered her ears would still be visible to the succubus. She reflexively pulled her ears down on her head as she looked ashamed around her. The sheep girl was snoring, as the Scylla maid was trying to grovel as if her life depended on it. The older man was readying a spell, while the younger one was readying two guns. She could hear Morrigan stepping slowly closer, a predator enjoying the fear in her cornered prey. Her day was definitively taking a turn for the worse.
However before Morrigan reached the counter, a blast of energy erupted from the corridor and hit the succubus in the side, propelling her in a table that broke under the impact. Barbun took a look at the source of the shot, where she saw a nude angel who had three pairs of wings on her back and a scowl on her face.
"How dare you, filthy succubus, lay hands on the holy body of an angel! Know the wrath of Ilias, the one goddess, by my hand!"
Morrigan got back up as if nothing happened and took a large swig from a bottle that had remained intact, until she threw it away on a wall.
"WHY YOU, FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCKING ANGELS, KEEP INTERRUPTING MY FUN!"
"You foul, obscene depraved temptress! No one should fall to your exposed flesh!"
"Zaaat's rich, coming from you shtreaker."
Eden's face reddened, before contorting into a look of shame, soon followed by one of pure anger.
"YOU WILL REGRET THOSE WORDS YOU LITTLE W-KIAAAAA !"
Eden suddenly shouted in a surprisingly shrill voice, as a bolt of pleasure magic hit her straight in the crotch. Before she could recover, Morrigan had tackled her on the ground and started pleasuring her using her aura-imbued hands.
"Hora Hora HORAAAAA ! SHCREAM FOR MEEEEEEE !"
"Nonono, get her off ! GET HER OFF !"
As various lewd noises could be heard, Lazarus slowly took a peak at the scene happening.
"You know, this is kinda hot actually."
"I agree. Even if it is unbecoming of a gentleman to act like a voyeur, he should enjoy the fine pleasures available to him."
Barbun could barely hear them over the repulsed moans that kept coming from Eden. Mary was still sleeping soundly, while the Scylla maid was trying to make herself disappear as hard as she could. A few minutes later, the sounds stopped as Morrigan finally passed out thanks to all the alcohol she absorbed, while a fainted Eden now had a curious expression of disgusted ecstasy on her face.
Soon afterwards, the queen of Grand Noah arrived at the scene, followed by her advisor and several monsters of different races, as well as a few angels. She gave orders in a tone that invited no discussions.
"You." She pointed to a group of succubi that was following her. "Get her back to her room, and make sure she doesn't go on a rampage again." "You." She then pointed to a trio of angels. "Get her to the chapel and keep sure she doesn't decide to take revenge when she awakens."
"Everybody else, help the victims of this incident and heal them as needed."
The succubi proceeded to pull away their kin, who proceeded to throw up on the ground in an undignified way. Right afterwards, the angels started moving Eden who was still suffering from periodic spasms. As the remainder split up in the rest of the room, the queen turned toward the survivors behind the counter.
"Also, not a word to Luka."
"Where is he again?"
"If I understood correctly, he's in training in a place called the Labyrinth of Chaos where he can also get more equipment to prepare for what is to come. He should be back with the other lords soon enough."
"Oh yeah, this is where he's getting that stuff from. Man, I'm getting too old for this shit."
Lazarus turned back to the angels that were carrying Eden, then toward the succubi who were bringing Morrigan to her room. Barbun and the maids were starting to clean the aftermath of the one-sided brawl.
"I hope he won't get involved with more people like that."
