66 Online - All Page - Novel BinThis way my lord Frank entered the basement with Anon and noticed that there was only one door there.
"Is he behind this door ?" Frank asked.
"Yes, My lord." Anon answered.
*Creak*
Anon opened the door and three of them Entered inside.
"Is this-" as fank was about to ask something he was faced with something very terrifying.
A large city full of ogres was exposed in front of him.
Ogre were everywhere.
"Wh-What...is this place ?" Frank was scared to death as he started to think about different senerios of what would happen if all of them were commanded to attack the royal capital.
"What happened My lord ? I don't see that confidence from before on your face." Anon spoke with a vicious smile on his face.
The blood assassin immediately got the gist of the situation and withdrew her dagger pair.
"How many can you fight 4, 5, 100, 1000, 10000 or 15749 ?" Anon said as he looked at the blood assassin who is getting ready to fight.
She didn't replied and only stared at Anon with her sharp eyes, whereas Frank was still in shock as his knees started buzzing.
"Master we have to leave this place and inform the king about this place." She said to frank but Frank was continuously looking at the army of powerful Ogres making houses and cooking food in front of him.
"He is quite shocked huh ?" Anon said as he folded his hands and observed the expressions on Frank's face.
"Master we have to leave." The blood assassin said as she grabbed one of Frank's hand and started dragging him towards the door they came in from but the door suddenly disappeared.
"You see... it's easy to enter here but going out is not." Anon said as he smirked.
"You fucke-" she was about to curse anon as she pointed one of the dagger towards him but before she could've cursed him 4 hands were pointed at her neck out of the blue.
Four figures suddenly appeared out of thin air wearing full black and stopped their hands only one centimetre away from the Assassin's neck as if they were saying "Try to move even a single step and you will be dead meat."
"Who are you ?" She asked.
Noticing that the large figures were Ogres Frank suddenly woke up from his frenzy and spoke.
"We...are....fucked."
"You see, you got everything right about me but one thing was wrong." Anon spoke.
"What ?" Frank asked.
"I don't serve anyone. I only serve myself."
"What do you....mean ?" He askex with a surprised expression.
"The monster you came before wasn't a mind Flayer but a Counsellor."
Listening to this Frank's white skin turned more white and already cold body went more cold.
In legends there was a mention of a being that was also know as the demon king. Many races fought together to kill him, humans, Elfs, Dwarfs, Vampires and Beastmens. Demon king had 3 generals known as '3 Destroyers Of the Abyss.'
Out of those three one was on par with the demon king's power. It is told that he was the master of the 'Mind Bewitching Art.'
When he led the forces of the demon king, he was never faced with defeat on the battlefield and always overpowered his opponents in fighting and killing each other.
But power corrupts one's mind and so did his, he back stabbed the demon king destroyed 90% of his army power in one night and killed both of his sworn comrades but the demon king survived the blow and fought back.
The fight went on for 13 days and at the end of it, The demon king was killed at the hands of his loyal subordinate but the other races thought of him as a bigger threat than demon king and marched their forces towards the demon king's castle to take the benifit of the fight and kill the subordinate while he was still weak.
But anything doesn't goes as plan in the world and 50% of the population from all 7 races were destroyed.
One man vs. eight hundred thousand United soldiers of seven races.
The war went on for 3 days and at the end of the third day he knew that this was his end but he wasn't ready to give up yet.
That's when he used his last weapon, 'Song Of Death.'
He sang like a maniac in the middle of the battlefield bewitching the mind of his enemies as they started killing each other once again.
When humans realised that this war will take more lives than it had already taken, they turned to black magic.
Blood sacrifices were made and a magic smoke was made out of black magic that was supposed to choke anyone to death who came in it's range.
Humans suddenly withdrew their soldiers from the battlefield and released the black smoke in the battlefield.
It resulted in many deaths but it did the work it was made for.
The man Who mass murdered many was finally killed but at what cost.
Humans were hated by the 6 races since that war.
That man's name was never revealed but his class was known to be the most vicious race ever possible, 'The Counsellor.'
"I-Is it true ?" Frank asked.
"What ?" Anon asked.
"That a counsellor rules this place."
"Yes."
"If that's the truth than i will swear my loyalty to him, please bring me to him." Frank suddenly went on his knees.
"What suddenly changed your mood...?" Anon asked.
"The number of the Ogres present here are the most powerfull army present in this whole Kingdom, even the king's army can't protect us if the Counsellor decided to attack the royal capital."
At this moment Anon was sure of his authority and power over this kingdom.
He sure was a nobody if you asked about him in the kingdom but for Frank he became a god at this moment.
Anon smiled as he looked at the buzzing body of Frank and goosebumps on his face.
Page 2 of 21"i want to greet the counsellor." Frank spoke.
"He won't meet you. I am his messenger, if you have something to say, tell me i will convey the message." Anon said as he looked at frank with a smirk.
"Can i just see him ?" Frank asked.
"No but i will tell you one thing, counsellor's assassin will always be with you in the shadows and if you tried to even say a word about this place or the Counsellor to anyone you will die under mysterious reasons and believe me your father will don't give a fuck." Anon said as he showed his authority.
Suddenly frank felt a chill running down his spine.
"You are his messenger right...?" Frank asked.
"Yes."
"What's your authority in this place?"
"So much, that on my single command everyone of these Ogres will pick up their swords to kill you."
Both frank and the female assassin went silent and just stared at Anon like rats trapped in a cage.
"Can we leave now ?" Assassin asked.
"Yes." Anon said as the door appeared again.
The door opened and three of them left the basement.
'I have to build a force consisting of my best vampire soldiers and elites to protect my house if the Counsellor decided to attack the royal continent.' Frank thought to himself.
"Can you tell the Counsellor that our house's loyalty will be on his side if he ever decided to destroy the royal capital."
Wow...this guy really is afraid of me huh ?
"If you ever need anything just tell me directly i will arrange it."
Oh licking my foot now. Let's try it then.
"I like that assassin of yours." Anon said as he looked at the blood assassin.
Frank looked at the blood assassin and spoke.
"She ?" He asked.
"Yes, her ass is huge." Anon replied.
"You can keep her." He said immediately.
The blood assassin looked at frank with surprised expression.
"Master but-"
"Shut up, bitch." Frank replied.
'Shit...this motherfucker really didn't even thought about her.' Anon thought as a surprised expression covered his face.
"Think of her as a gift from me. She can be a bodyguard at day and warm your bed at night. She will follow every single one of your command." Frank said with a smile as he compromised his assassin.
Well if he doesn't have a problem i don't have any either.
"I will take her."
"I will take my leave now." Frank said as he left the house without the blood assassin.
"It's been a pleasure." Anon said as he showed him the way to outside.
"Oi come out we are going back." Frank shouted out loud to inform all of his soldiers but no one answered, hell no one even moved from their places.
All of his subordinates wrere hiding in the bushes near the house.
"Oh and one more thing everyone of your soldier is sent to your house's back gate." Anon opened the gate as he informed Frank and closed them again.
"Wha-" frank was about to say something but stopped and thought that it was a better idea to stay silent and walk back as he thought of some names in his minds.
Inside the house Anon looked at the blood assassin with lustful eyes.
"So, what were you saying back then?" Anon said as he touched the Assassin's chin and casted a spell.
All of the blood Assassin's memories were restored and the face of the councellor became clear in her mind.
"Y-You are the....councellor." she said with an understanding and surprised expression.
"I-I have to tell master about you." She said as she moved towards the door but anon grabbed her hand and rolled her back into his arms.
"Shhh... do you think i gave you your memories back so that you can run back to your master and tell him about who i really am ?" Anon whispered in her ears as he grabbed her thin waist and pulled her ass back as it touched his cock.
"Why did you give them back ?" She asked in anger.
"I could've let you keep your memories or i could've made you my mindless slave and used you like a 'Cum Bucket."
As soon as Anon said the word Cum Bucket the assassin lost her temper and started to wiggle around in hope of breaking free.
"Darling these arms are the stronger than mithril itself, don't waste your energy." Anon said as he tightened his grip on her waist.
"What do you want ? My body or my memories ?"
"Your soul."
As soon as anon said this a surprised expression appeared on Assassin's face.
"W-What do you mean...?"
"Your coward master gifted you like a cheap toy even though you have been his loyal for many years and he didn't even think for five seconds before selling you."
Anon started a small fire in her heart.
"Are you trying to turn me against my master ?"
"I am just showing you reality, if you were my loyal servant i would've given my life to save you but never would have i sold you out like that."
This sentence was the game changer, the fire in heart started growing up.
"You are loyal and beautiful and that coward doesn't know your value."
Hearing the word beautiful her heart started racing.
'Me... Beautiful?' she thought in her mind.
She wore that mask for her entire life that covered her face and only showed her eyes but Anon saw her beauty through her eyes.
'Hmm.... experiment is still going on and i am real close to achieving my results. I am using the skill Alluring Scent and weaving a web of words to trap her in but if it fails i will make her a mindless puppet without any second thoughts.'
"What do you want me to do ? Betray my master ?" She spoke in a low tone.
"He is not your master anymore. He sold you like a cheap whore but i want you to be one of my ladies and i will give you love, respect, power and lots of sex."
Suddenly her face turned red as she replied.
"I-I want sometime to think."
Anon let her loose as he said.
"Take your time."
He then moved towards the underground basement to perform some experiments.
Page 3 of 21Anon made his way down the narrow staircase that led from his private quarters to the underground laboratory. The steps were worn and uneven, and the air grew cooler and more musty with each downward stride. Finally, he reached the heavy metal door that marked the entrance to his secret domain.
As he pushed the door open, he was struck by the vastness of the space. It was not just a laboratory, but an entire underground city, designed to facilitate the important work that he conducted there.
Anon made his way through the winding streets of the underground city, his footsteps echoing against the walls of the subterranean passageways. Finally, he arrived at sephie's lab and entered inside.
"Welcome back, Master," she said, her voice calm and measured.
"Is the subject ready?" he asked, his voice firm and commanding.
"Yes, Master. Everything is prepared and waiting for your command." sephie nodded.
Sephie led Anon to a separate chamber, lined with shelves full of multi-colored chemicals in glass jars. On another table, an assortment of weapons - daggers, swords, and bows - were scattered haphazardly.
But in the center of the room, there was the subject.
An ogre, its once green skin now mottled with shades of blue and purple, veins bulging and throbbing beneath its surface. Its massive frame was bound by thick iron chains, which groaned under the strain of the creature's strength.
Anon stood back, his expression neutral as he watched the creature's labored breathing and the wild look in its eyes. Sephie, on the other hand, was brimming with excitement, eager to see what Anon would do next. But she knew better than to speak out of turn and remained silent, waiting for his next move.
"Fetch me the acids, Sephie," commanded Anon with a voice that brooked no argument.
"Yes, master," replied Sephie, her hand darting towards the two bottles of green and red liquids that lied nearby.
As she handed the bottles over to Anon, he focused his attention on the half-transparent screen that had materialized before him.
With a commanding gesture, he beckoned Sephie to prepare her notebook.
"Write down everything I say," he commanded, his tone stern and unyielding.
Sephie poised her pen above her notebook, ready to transcribe his every word.
"Let us begin with the first experiment - the Body Limit Test."
Anon's gaze fell upon the green potion that simmered within the confines of the glass jar, his mind racing with the potential implications of its power.
'This acid is stronger than the piranha solution itself,' he mused silently, 'capable of disintegrating any organic matter in mere seconds. I call it Solution X.'
Sephie, watching from the sidelines, was equal parts fascinated and fearful. Her master had never revealed the true nature of the mysterious liquid, but had warned her to handle it with utmost care.
Without warning, Anon's attention snapped towards an empty wooden table nearby.
"Fetch me that table, Sephie," he commanded, pointing with a single finger.
Quick as lightning, Sephie retrieved the wooden table and placed it obediently before her master.
"Let's put Solution X to the test," Anon remarked with a sly smirk, as he carefully dropped two drops of the green liquid onto the table's surface.
The effect was immediate and astounding. Within seconds, the table began to blacken and warp, as the potent acid consumed the organic matter with ferocious efficiency.
Sephie watched in awe as the black deformity spread across the table, reducing it to nothing more than a puddle of viscous black liquid.
As a lamia, Sephie possessed a wealth of knowledge about chemicals and their properties, but this new discovery was like nothing she had ever seen before.
Sephie yearned to ask Anon about the mysterious solution, but the promise she had made to him bound her tongue.
*Pop*
The cork of the red solution beaker popped open, Sephie watched in silence as Anon deposited two drops of the crimson liquid onto the puddle of blackened liquid of the wooden table.
'This solution was obtained from the alchemy system store,' Anon thought to himself, 'it's the best thing the system has given me yet.'
In an instant, the black mush began to transform before their eyes, as the Restoration Potion took effect. Within mere seconds, the wooden table was restored to its former glory.
Anon chuckled in amazement, "This Restoration Potion is truly incredible. It can restore any non-living organic matter with just a small amount of the original body's real material."
Sephie was bursting with questions, but she held them in check, simply marveling at the miracle that had transpired before her.
Without hesitation, Anon hurled the Solution X towards the ogre. But to his surprise, the acid had no effect on the creature's steely skin.
"Too strong," Anon muttered to himself as he returned the Restoration Potion to the wooden table.
"Acid test failed," he declared, signaling for Sephie to record the result in her notebook.
The half-transparent screen flickered to life once more, displaying the words:
[Unknown Creature]
[Experiments]
[Body Limit Test]
[Acid Experiment: Failed.]
"Commencing the second test: Weapon Resistance," Anon declared, selecting a sword made from bronze from the weapon table nearby. Sephie scribbled down the results, noting that the tools were made by Biyuk at Anon's command.
Without hesitation, Anon attempted to pierce the ogre's skin with the bronze sword. But the moment the sword touched the creature's body, it shattered into a thousand pieces. The ogre displayed no sign of pain or discomfort.
"Bronze sword: failed," Anon announced, wasting no time before grabbing an iron sword and lunging it towards the ogre.
*Clank*
The iron sword proved no match for the creature's tough hide and shattered like paper upon impact.
"Iron Sword: failed."
Anon picked up a silver sword next.
*Clank*
"Silver Sword: failed."
*Clank*
"Gold Sword: failed."
*Clank*
"Platinum Sword: failed."
Anon had spent a fortune to create the platinum sword, and yet it broke with ease against the ogre's skin.
Finally, Anon selected the mithril sword and pressed it towards the creature's abdomen.
*Chek*
The results were not disappointing this time. The tip of the sword pierced through the ogre's steel-like skin, leaving a small hole on its abdomen. However, no blood was visible.
"Mithril Sword: passed," Anon announced.
He continued with several more experiments on the ogre, but eventually stopped and commanded Sephie.
"Next test: Mind Control."
[Author: I've hired an editor, tell me if the quality of the text improved or not ?]
Page 4 of 21Sephie observed Anon's actions with curiosity as her master mentioned mind control. "What exactly is he trying to do?" she wondered to herself.
"Let's take a look at what your brain is made of." Anon said he focused his skills, attempting to use hypnosis to gain control of the ogre's mind.
Anon's eyes turned a bright shade of purple, but unfortunately, the ogre was not affected by the hypnosis. Anon sighed, "Hypnosis failed," he announced.
Sephie continued to watch the scene intently, aware of her master's abilities but unsure of his current objective.
"Bring me an empty syringe with a mithril needle, Sephie," Anon commanded.
Sephie quickly fetched the requested item from the table and handed them over to her master.
Anon picked up a dagger from the table and cut his wrist, allowing his blood to drip into the syringe. After only three seconds, the wound on his wrist healed itself with lightning speed, thanks to the troll necklace he wore.
Anon's heart raced as he injected 1ml of his blood into the ogre's body with full force.
A half-transparent screen popped up in front of him.
Anon read the message.
[New target detected under 'Mind control' skill Would you like to commence the skill?]
Without hesitation, he selected "Yes."
Suddenly, the screen turned red and a warning sign appeared. "Critical Error", it read.
"What the hell is happening?" he muttered, his eyes darting on the screen.
[ The target's mind is already corrupted and empty, with a 100% corruption rate.]
Anon's fists clenched in frustration. "As expected," he thought to himself, "someone who created this virus wanted to make mindless monsters who can die at command and never back down or feel anything."
Desperate for a solution, Anon asked the system if he could reset the corruption. The response was chilling.
[Resetting corruption at the selected target will permanently erase every emotion and memory from the target's mind leaving him as a walking dead body. Would you like to continue?]
Without hesitation, Anon replied "Yes." The system began its process.
[Resetting corruption... 10%... 20%... 50%... 100%... Reset Complete.]
The ogre's body turned back to green and collapsed like a dead weight. Anon couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as he realized what he had just done. "Fuck," he swore under his breath.
A good test subject died.
Silence covered the whole room.
Sephie's voice broke the silence. "Master, what happened? Is the ogre dead?"
Anon's frustration boiled over as he left the room. "Yes," he snapped, exiting with a frustrated look on his face. He felt violated, like someone had tried to take away his powers and authority.
"Master killed the ogre with just some of his blood, is there poison in his blood?" Sephie murmured as she considered different scenarios.
Anon lay on his bed and gazed out the window, watching the sun dip below the horizon. "Someone tried to fuck with me," he thought, his face red with anger. "I will not take this one lightly."
Gia, resplendent in a provocative ensemble, entered the room with a sultry sway to her hips. Her dark, engorged nipples were bared to the world, and her unshaved pubic hair was on full display. It was clear that Anon had directed her to dress in such a way, with the express purpose of exploiting her body at his whim.
"What happened, master?" Gia purred, her voice dripping with carnal desire.
Anon seized her hand and forcefully flung her onto his bed, before passionately kissing her swollen lips. The taste of her on his tongue ignited a primal urge deep within him, a desire to claim her body as his own.
Anon seized her body with a raw hunger, his rough hands kneading her full breasts and taut nipples as he explored her mouth with an insatiable desire. The taste of her on his tongue sent a wave of electricity through his body, and he couldn't help but press himself against her, wanting to claim her in every way possible.
As he sucked on her tongue, her body responded with an intensity that made him groan in pleasure. Her sex grew slick with arousal, a clear indication of how much she was enjoying his touch. Anon increased the pressure of his grip, taking in the feeling of her soft flesh against his fingertips, while his mouth continued to claim her with a fierce urgency.
Lost in the intensity of the moment, Anon briefly broke away from their kiss, admiring the sight of her perfect, luscious curves. He used his teeth to tease her nipples, causing her to arch her back and moan in ecstasy. With every touch, every caress, her body seemed to tremble with pleasure.
Anon released her breasts and trailed his lips down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in his wake. He could feel her heart beating rapidly against his chest as he moved his hand lower, grazing over her stomach and towards her sex.
Gia gasped as Anon's hand found its way to her wet center, his fingers slipping inside her with ease. He savored the feeling of her tightness, the way she clenched around him as he pumped in and out. Gia's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against him as he drove her closer to the brink.
As the intensity of their passion escalated, Anon broke the kiss and took hold of Gia's wrists, pinning them to the bed. Without warning, he thrust his throbbing dick into her waiting mouth, causing her to moan with a mixture of pleasure and surprise. She felt his cock pushing deep into her throat, making her gag and struggle for air.
Yet, even as she gasped for breath, Gia was overcome with a sense of exhilaration at the thought of being so completely dominated by her master.
Anon began to thrust in and out of her mouth, using her as his personal plaything. Each time he pushed into her, Gia could feel her juices flowing more freely, as if her body was responding instinctively to his every touch.
Finally, with a grunt of satisfaction, Anon released his hot seed into Gia's mouth, filling her with his essence.
Anon didn't stop after releasing his seed in Gia's mouth. Instead, he moved down to her pulsing pussy, covered in a thick bush of hair. With a flick of his tongue, he explored her folds and grazed her clit, causing Gia's hips to buck uncontrollably.
Her moans filled the room, urging him on as he continued to stroke his tongue faster and faster. Gia's voice became more urgent, begging for release.
"Oh, master, yes, yes...don't stop," she cried out, as the pleasure inside her began to build.
Anon intensified his efforts, savoring the taste and aroma of her sweet essence. He felt her body tense and knew she was close. And then, with a sudden burst of energy, Gia screamed out in ecstasy as her orgasm hit her with full force.
"Ah, fuck! Yes, yes, yes!" she cried out, as a white spray was released from her pussy, drenching Anon's face with her love juices.
Page 5 of 21Gia's body was writhing with pleasure as Anon's skilled fingers worked her over, driving her to the edge of ecstasy. The sensations were overwhelming, pushing her body to the brink of collapse, but something deep within her kept her going. She knew what was expected of her, and her female instincts drove her to comply, even as she struggled to keep herself upright.
Finally, Anon pulled away, leaving Gia gasping for breath and struggling to keep herself upright. Her body was a mass of quivering flesh, and she could feel the heat emanating from between her thighs. Despite the exhaustion, she knew what was coming next, and her pussy throbbed with anticipation.
As he turned her over, Anon smacked her ass hard, the sound echoing through the room. Gia felt the sting, but it only served to heighten her arousal, pushing her closer to the edge. She could feel her pussy lips peeking out from between her butt cheeks, aching for his touch.
Anon spat on her pussy, and Gia shivered with pleasure at the feel of his hot saliva. Her pussy was already wet and ready for him.
"Spread your ass cheeks." Anon commanded.
she eagerly complied. Her hands moved back to her buttocks, spreading them apart to reveal her glistening pussy lips to him.
"Beg." Anon commanded.
"Master, Please bless this wothless slave's pussy with your godly dick and use me to your heart's content." She said immediately because she knew that to Anon she was nothing more than a cum bucket.
Gia was on the verge of fainting due to the mind-blowing orgasm, but her female instincts kept her up because she wanted to serve anon's penis with her worthless pussy. Without any delay, Anon did as Gia told him to, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
"Anhhh...yesssss."
Anon rammed his cock inside her pussy, feeling her vaginal walls immediately grabbing onto his cock as if trying to suffocate it. He grabbed Gia's neck and face with both of his hands as he rammed the rest of his dick inside her, causing her womb to open up to accept his superior seed.
Their fucking sounds filled the room as Anon slipped both of his hands between the bed and Gia's chest, grabbing her perfect-sized boobs and pinching her dark nipples. Gia cried out in pleasure and begged him not to touch her nipples but she really wanted him to touch them more and more.
"Anhhhh....no, not my nipples too."
but after noticing her reaction, Anon removed one of his hands from the nipple and pinched her standing clitoris instead.
"Yesssssssss." This indicated the intense pleasure.
Gia tightened her grip on the bed sheet as she bit her lower lip and her eyes rolled up more. Her back formed an arc due to intense pleasure, and the clapping sounds of their lovemaking echoed throughout the room.
*Clap*clap*clap*
After 45 minutes of non-stop pounding, Gia's buttocks turned red. She struggled to hold onto her consciousness, desperately seeking the ultimate satisfaction of a final orgasm. With the bedsheet clenched tightly in her mouth.
"Master.... please give it to me, i can't wait anymore please bless me with your baby seed." She begged desperately.
Suddenly an idea struck in Anon's mind.
Increase pleasure by a 100 folds.
[Sexual pleasure increased by 100 folds.]
Suddenly gia's every emotion was erased and it was re-written with only one emotion and it was Ultimately Pleasure.
As Anon pinched her clitoris tightly, Gia screamed out in ecstasy.
"Anhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~. I am Dyyyiiiiiiiing." She cried out loud.
Her body writhing and convulsing uncontrollably. Her pussy squirted love juices continuously, her ass going up and down like crazy. Even after she fainted, her body didn't stop cumming, and the love juices flowed like a waterfall out of her pussy.
Finally, Anon turned her sensitivity back to normal, and Gia's body stopped writhing and squirting. She lay there, breathing heavily, feeling completely spent.
*Creak*
"Master your dinner is ready."
Anon's attention was diverted by the arrival of Freya and Kia, both dressed in tight clothes that exposed their cow udders and shaved pussies.
Cherry also entered the room wearing pajamas with holes that had been made specifically for Anon's use.
As the women noticed Gia's fainted body on the bed, their hands immediately moved to their pussies, and Anon's eyes shone with pleasure as he looked at them.
"Good. Very good. Perfect," he said, smiling at them.
"You will feed me today," he commanded, putting aside all the empty bowls.
Kia came out of her frenzy and removed her hand from her pussy, her confusion apparent.
"As you say, Master," Freya agreed, submitting immediately to his desires.
"But how are we supposed-?" Kia started to ask.
"Get it in your mouth, then kiss me and feed me and your udders will be my wine cups." Anon instructed.
"As you wish, master," Freya said as she leaned in to kiss Anon and transfer the soup from her mouth to his. Her movements were graceful and practiced, as if she had done this many times before.
Meanwhile, Kia's face turned red as she watched the exchange between Anon and Freya. She couldn't help but pinch her pink nipples in arousal, feeling a warmth spreading through her body.
"I want wine." Anon declared.
Kia quickly picked up the bottle and poured it into a bowl made from her cleavage. She held her breath as Anon grabbed her cow udders, her nipples standing erect and visible.
Anon took a sip of the wine from her cleavage, relishing the taste and the feel of her soft skin against his lips. Kia couldn't help but feel a jolt of pleasure run through her body at the sight of Anon drinking from her cleavage, and she quickly covered her nipples with her arm in embarrassment.
"Good girl," Anon said with a smile, sipping the wine from Kia's cleavage and taking another sip. Freya leaned in and kissed Anon again, her movements more urgent now.
"Anhhh~." She moaned as anon intentionally bit on her erect nipple.
Page 6 of 21Anon slept like a baby after releasing his pent-up stress. "Master, we have found something," a voice inside Anon's head reported.
Anon's eyes shot open. "I'm coming," he said.
It was still the middle of the night. Anon quickly put on his clothes and headed straight to Sephie's lab in the basement.
When he arrived, he found No. 300 and Sephie engaged in conversation. "What did you find out?" Anon asked.
"Master, the magic bees you gave us to keep an eye on the Forest of Nightmares...they found something." Sephie stepped aside to reveal a large, semi-circular metallic base with a single handprint on it.
"What is that?" Anon asked.
"Master, when you gave me the magical bees, I thought it was impossible to look at all of them at once, so I made this," Sephie said.
"The question remains: what is it?"
As Sephie began to explain, a young ogre girl in a white coat and glasses interrupted. "The final settings are done, Madam Seph-- Oh, I-It's Your Majesty! I-I greet Your Grace!" She stumbled over her words and turned red with embarrassment.
"And who might you be, young one?" Anon asked, a small smile on his face.
"Y-Your Grace, I am No. 7069." She bowed to show her respect.
"She is my lab secretary, Master. She helps me around the lab and it was her idea to build this machine. We connected the mana source of all the bees into one and then used that source to monitor every single bee at the same time," Sephie explained.
"Magical stones obtained from monsters are used as both a power and mana source for this machine," No. 7069 added.
"Show me how it works," Anon said to Sephie.
"Master, it was her idea entirely. I would like her to explain its workings rather than me, if you allow," Sephie replied, gesturing toward No. 7069.
"You have my permission," Anon said.
"I-I am honored, Your Majesty and Madam Sephie," No. 7069 said as she moved toward the machine.
Click.
She pushed her hand on the handprint.
Zzzzzzzz...
Shuuu...
Suddenly, a blue light shone from the base, and many blue squared monitors formed out of mana and floated above the metallic base. "Woah...this looks rather futuristic," Anon thought to himself.
All the screens turned on, and scenes from the forest appeared on all 30 monitors. "This is amazing, but how will you know if anything happens in the forest? It's not like you can look at every screen at the same time," Anon asked, looking confused.
"Your Majesty, the mana source of this machine is connected to me. That means my mana source is indirectly connected to the bees and so is my intelligence. The bees will monitor everything in that forest, but if they see anything that looks like a zombie, they will send a little signal to the machine that forwards it to me."
"So if they see a zombie, you will be alerted," Anon said.
"Yes, Your Majesty," No. 7069 replied.
"Very intelligent indeed," Anon praised her.
"But earlier today, when Madam Sephie and I were testing the machine in trial mode, we saw this." No. 7069 moved her hand over the handprint in a strange way that caused one of the screens to expand to its full size.
On the screen, a female zombie was seen moving around a tree.
"What's special about that zombie?" Anon asked, watching the screen on a large display.
"The zombie itself is not special, but the tree it's hovering around is," Sephie replied.
Upon closer observation, Anon noticed that the zombie was using her fingernails to draw lines on the tree.
"What is she doing?" Anon asked.
"Just watch, and you'll be surprised," Sephie replied.
Suddenly, no.7069 started counting. "5...6....7....8....and 9," she said out loud.
As they looked at the screen, they noticed something impossible - the zombie near the tree vanished.
"What the hell was that?" Anon exclaimed.
"I knew it!" no.7069 jumped up in excitement.
"What did you find out?" Anon asked.
"Your grace, I've been monitoring these zombies for the past 5 hours, and I've noticed that five of them disappeared near trees when they completed their tasks."
"What tasks?" Anon asked.
"This one was tasked to get a fruit from the tree, and after completing her task, she disappeared in the same way the other six did. After taking something back from the forest, these zombies make 9 circles around the white oak tree as they draw 9 lines on the tree trunk, and then they disappear."
Anon was a little shocked. "So, there's a pattern...this means..."
"Your grace, they are using the trees as gateways to enter the forest and return back, just like us. My hunter brothers and sisters use tunnels as a way of going in and out of the forest, and just like that, the zombies are doing the same thing."
"Are you saying that every oak tree in that damn forest is a gateway to those zombies?"
"No, your grace, only a few oak trees are enchanted with magic runes. These trees are enchanted with transportation magic runes that are only used by class 3 or higher nobles to travel through long distances faster," no.7069 explained.
"How many have you seen?" Anon asked.
"I've seen exactly 5 of them, your grace."
Anon thought to himself, "Interesting, someone is really trying to take over my conquered forest, huh...? Let's see who will win." He smirked a little.
Anon left the room as he went to Biyuk's chamber.
"Biyuk, i need your help."
Biyuk who was busy hammering the anvil suddenly stopped and removed his glasses and gloves as he walked away from the anvil.
"Oi, Ogre boy continue with daggers and don't you dare forge a sword blade." He said as he pointed his hammer towards an Ogre sitting in one corner of the room.
"Yes, Yes, i know." He said freely as he one-handedly picked up a bigg ass hammer from the ground and started beating the hot iron again on the anvil.
"Yes mas
ter, please tell me what type of help you need."
"I need you to make me some mithiril armours and weapons."
Page 7 of 21Biyuk eagerly asked his master, "What type of armor would you like me to create, master? The ones worn by the royal guards of the capital or something more heavily reinforced?"
"I require 500 full-body armors that cover every inch of the body, leaving no exposed areas," anon replied.
Biyuk's face showed a mix of excitement and apprehension. "That will be a challenging task, but I am up for it. How long do I have to complete this order?"
"I need them as soon as possible, but I don't want the quality to be compromised," anon replied.
Biyuk nodded in understanding. "I will do my best to complete the order as quickly as possible without compromising the quality."
Anon then continued, "I also require halberds, very sharp ones."
"Halberds?" Biyuk was surprised. "But those were used like 100 years ago. Even a person with no fighting skills can dodge them since the blade is too big and the balance shifts too quickly if swung in the wrong direction."
Anon smirked and replied, "Don't worry, I need them for the brain dead guys."
Biyuk's face lit up with excitement as he delivered the news to his master. "Well if you say so, I will get them done as well and master, there is one more piece of good news," he said, his voice laced with anticipation.
Anon's interest piqued. "What good news?" he asked with curiosity, his eyes flickering with interest.
"The ogre boys, who research on the underground materials, have found signs of mithril mines near the west of the forest of the nightmares," Biyuk explained, his grin growing wider by the second. "They say that there are tons of chunks of mithril under that area."
A smile crept up on Anon's lips. "Well, good for us. Get that mithril out of there," he said, nodding in approval as he turned to leave the room.
Biyuk nodded, his mind already racing with the possibilities. "Yeah, we just have to remove those white oaks from above, and we are all set," he murmured as he picked up his hammer.
But Anon's heightened senses had caught every word of Biyuk's plans, and he immediately turned back, grabbing Biyuk's shoulders in a vice-like grip.
"Don't do that. Don't send anyone there...not even for just looking," he said, his voice laced with warning as he flung Biyuk's shoulders several times.
Biyuk looked surprised, taken aback by his master's sudden change of mood. "But why, master?" he asked, a hint of confusion creasing his brow.
"Because it's a motherfucking trap to lure more living beings in there." Anon shouted his face going crazy from anger.
Anon got reborn into this world, he went through many things some were sex but some were hardships too.
He mind controlled over five thousand goblins resulting in mana fatigue many times and he even got lost in the forest while doing it.
But his gains overcame his hardships, He conquered the Forest of nightmares, evolved his goblins to ogres but today someone is challenging his authority over the forest.
Anon wasn't the 'kind giver type guy' instead he was 'Take the taker's head type guy'.
Anon walked out of the basement in anger.
"This fucker has fucked enough, He thinks he can do whatever he wants." Anon said as he pulled out a cigar and matchbox out of his inventory and exits the house to get some fresh air.
*Click*
Matching the cigar Anon takes a long puff.
*Shhhhhhh*
*Puffff*
As anon looked at the moon he noticed that the moon is all red and shining brightly.
"I will fuck this motherfucker bad." He said as he looked at the moon and took another puff.
*Pufff*
[Calm Down, Master. Your patience is the key to your winning.]
Anon heard a voice in his head but it was different, it didn't came from any of the ogres or any of his slave.
Anon suddenly felt heat coming off from his right arm.
"Huh...is that you Link ?"
Anon asked as he folded his sleeve upwards and noticed that the snake tattoo's eye is shining red.
[Master, Don't get angry. You will get anger issues.]
"I think i have anger fucking issues already."
[Keep calm master. I know you will figure something out and if anything goes wrong i am here to always support you.]
"Why don't you take your snake form ?" Anon asked.
[I can't, i can only come out in an emergency or if the master is in grave danger but if master's mana increases to the triple of the amount it is now than i can keep my materialistic form maintained.]
"I will try to increase it." Anon said with a straight face.
*Pufff*
"I don't know why but i feel angry over some motherfucking bastard I don't even know. He is trying to take my authority over the damn forest, he wants to make the whole forest his territory." Anon said as he took several puffs.
*Pufff*
*Puffffffff*
*Puuufffffffffff*
[Master do you know before becoming your pet i was captured by these people called the "Jinku Tribe."]
"Hmm...what about it ?"
[The jinku tribe lives in the depth of the largest forest in this world. "The forest Of Trials." Forest of nightmare is like a newborn kid in front of that forest.
They rule the south part of that forest. Do you know how hard it is to take rule over the whole west part of that forest ? But they did it, do you know how ?]
"I don't." Anon asked.
[Patience. They accepted that they are weak and they didn't get angry about it instead they trained like hell and when i say hell i mean real hell.
Walking over burning trees, Poking one guy with thousands of spears over and over until he starts bleeding out from every hole.
It is said that they even train 1 year olds like hell so that he can become stronger than the previous generation but even after doing this they didn't lose their patience. They could've just attacked the boss of the west and could've died like uneducated people but they choose to wait before striking again.
The next time they tried all of them won and defeated the boss of the west.
But not because they trained enough but because they had patience and clamness in their eyes.]
*Puffffffff*
"Who was the boss of the west ?" Anon asked.
After a minute of silence link spoke.
[It was me.]