"Rees... You have killed over five hundred thousand humans ?" Leon asked with a neutral expression as he looked at him.
"Yes, Sir... But I will be more comfortable to tell you this in private." Rees spoke as he looked at Leon.
"I am not interested in knowing it anyways. I just wanted to purpose a deal to your dungeon master, Mr. Michael Jackson." Dreulis spoke with a neutral tone.
"What type of deal ?" Leon asked as he looked at Dreulis.
"I was thinking of teaching you some magical spells that you can use in a real fight instead of just running away while fighting... Are you interested ?" Dreulis asked.
"In return ?" Leon asked.
"In return maybe you can help me increase my knowledge of magic." Dreulis replied.
"Increase your magic ? How ?"
"By letting him see your spells." Rees cut in between.
"So you have also noticed it... Don't you ? Hehehe." Dreulis asked as he looked at Rees and chuckled.
"Master... He just wants to do the same thing that I was asking you from the moment we met. He wants to understand your magic and write it down in his grimoire." Rees explained.
"Well... I wonder if you haven't done it already ?" Dreulis asked.
"No... I lost a bet and now I can't ask questions." Rees replied.
"Why do you guys even want to study my magic ?" Leon asked with a neutral expression as he went back to the wooden chair and sat down.
"We are lichs... We became undead in order to gain knowledge and you have lots of it, I can feel it." Dreulis replied.
"Yeah don't fall for that feeling... The more questions you ask this man, the more confused you will become. " Rees replied as he looked at Dreulis.
"Hmm...? Those words are the first I have ever listened from a lich's mouth and believe me, I am even more excited now. So, do you accept the deal, Mr. Michael Jackson ?" Dreulis asked.
"Let me think... One two three... I think it's zero..." Leon spoke in a low voice.
"What's zero ?" Dreulis asked in a confused tone.
"The fucks I give about learning new spells from you." Leon replied with an indifferent expression as he looked at Dreulis.
"Wow... Hahahahaha... I am pretty sure you never heard those words from a Human's mouth too. Hahahaha." Rees spoke as he laughed loudly and mocked Dreulis with his words.
"Is there something you want to change in the deal ? It's negotiable." Dreulis replied as he tapped his wand on the floor and a wooden chair that was sitting in one of the room's corner came sliding under him as he sat down on it.
"I don't really want anything..." Leon replied with a smile as he looked at Dreulis.
"Oh everyone wants something Mr. Michael... Power, Money, knowledge or Status. It's just either you don't know what you want or you just don't want me to know the secrets of your spells.
So... Which one is it ?"
"Back when I was in the library... I readed this book called 'Magic research and spell Evaluation', do you know how a mage conducts research on a spell ?
By casting it repeatedly and analyzing it's mana pattern changes... Now you are purposing a deal in which you want to teach me some third class bullshit spell just so you can observe my mana patterns, isn't that right ?" Leon asked with a smirk.
"Fine then... I will offer you something that you won't be able to decline."
[Note: Base skill set for class {Dark Summoner} has been given.]
[Name: Summons of Darkness]
[Rank: unknown]
[Description: In order to use the skill Summons of Darkness, user will have to sacrifice mana cores, corpses or Ketons. Once sufficient sacrifices are done, gates of hell will open and a summon will crawl out.
Summoned creatures die once they are killed in the outside world and can't be re-summoned.]
[Note: The bigger the Sacrifice, greater the strength of your Summon.]
[Mana: none]
[Cooldown: none]
'Hmm... A spell that works with a sacrifice and not mana. What the fuck is Ketons ?' Leon thought with a confused expression as he continued to stare at the description screen.
"Umm... Are you looking at this ?" Dreulis asked as he showed a dark red blade to Leon.
"Hmm...? What's this ?" Leon asked with a confused expression as he immediately used his skill.
[Name: Hellfire Blade]
[Rank: D]
[Description: A special blade forge in the fire of demonic furnaces and sharpened under high pressure to create a very sharp edge that can cut through air itself.
This blade is enchanted with a series of ancient demonic scriptures that allows it to harness the powers of hellfire itself, cutting through your enemies instantly. When scriptures are activated, Hellfire Blade's Edge will get sharpened by 35% and everytime it deals damage to the opponent a burning effect will be given dealing 800 damage over ten seconds can be stacked upto a hundred times.]
"I call it Hellfire Blade. It's a very rare blade forged in the demon kingdom. Used to be the main weapon of an infamous demon but I traded it from him in exchange for something else.
Let me tell you about it's specialities, this blade can inflict-"
"Burning damage to it's opponents and kills them overtime. I don't want it. I have my own weapon." Leon replied with a neutral expression.
"Amazing... Did you figured all that out just by looking at this blade or did you use some kind of skill to extract information on this ?" Dreulis asked with a curious expression.
"I don't want it... Dreulis." Leon spoke as he looked at Dreulis dead in the eyes.
"Hmm... Fine, if you don't want the blade. I will give you something else..." Dreulis spoke as the blade disappeared from his hand and he started to search for something else inside his robe.
'Show me the skill...'
[Name: Rotten Ground ]
[Rank: Unknown]
[Description: As soon as the skill is used on a target, an invisible puddle is created on the ground underneath them in a ten meter radius. As soon as the enemy makes a movement, demonic hands will crawl out of the puddle and restrain your opponent's movement by 20% at start.
If he continued to move... restrain limits will be pushed by 20% everytime until the opponent is unable to move.]
"How about a skill that can shoot thousands of fireball at your target ?" Dreulis asked as he showed a skill page to Leon.
"Hmm... That's intresting, but I don't want it." Leon replied with a smile.
'Why would I want it ? When I can just create it for free.' Leon thought as he continued to read the screen floating in front of him.
[Name: Summoner's Pocket]
[Rank: Unknown]
[Description: Summoner's Pocket is a dimensional space in which summoned creatures can be stored until the summoner wishes. Summoner's Pocket can store upto 100 summoned creatures.]
[Creatures Stored 0/100]
'Now that's what I call good skills... Who wants to be an alchemist when I can summon creatures from hell ?' Leon thought with a smile as he dismissed the screen in front of him and looked at Dreulis.
"Here... Look at this artifact. This is a Dragon's tooth, they are considered very lucky and if you keep this with you-"
"Dreulis... Are you a lich or some kind of street seller ? Give me something that I want, not some lucky charm dog-shit crap." Leon replied as he stood up from the chair.
"I have literally shown you everything I own in past thirty minutes and you have turned down everything, I showed you thirty two different skills that you can use in a combat you turned them down, I showed you thirteen majestic weapons... You turned them down.
I showed you fourty artifacts... fourty magical artifacts. Do you have any idea what those adventurers would do for these fourty artifacts ?
It's as if you don't even want to make a deal in the first place. Am I just wasting my time, Mr. Michael ?" Dreulis asked as he also stood up from his chair.
"No you are not... I have something in my mind that you can give me and In return I will give you something." Leon replied with a smile.
"What is it ?"
"You got any mana core ?" Leon asked with a smile.
"Mana core ? Yeah, I have a few..." Dreulis replied in a confused tone.
"How many ?"
"I think I have five D-ranked ones, three C-ranked and one A-ranked mana core from a dragon." Dreulis replied.
"I will take all of them and let you observe the mana pattern of one of my spell." Leon replied with a smile.
"Not possible... I will give you three D-ranked ones for observing one spell and you will cast it as many times as I want." Dreulis replied.
"All five D-ranked ones and two C-ranked ones. I will show you a very interesting spell." Leon replied with a smile.
"How intresting ?" Dreulis asked with a confused expression.
"Intresting enough..." Leon replied with a smile.
"Fine... But, If I didn't find the spell upto my standards, you will owe me two C-ranked and five D-ranked mana cores." Dreulis replied as he gave the glowing cores to Leon.
The C-ranked cores were roughly shaped like cylinder and glowed brightly orange. Meanwhile the D-ranked cored were a little yellowish brown and glowed slightly orange.
'Well... Let's see how good of a summoner I am.' Leon thought as he immediately walked away from Dreulis and Rees.
He grabbed all the cores in his hands and activated the skill.
As soon as he used the skill, all the mana cores disappeared from his hand and an odd silence covered the room.
"What's happening ?" Rees asked in a serious tone as he sensed something was wrong.
"Something is not right... What did you do with those cores, kid ?" Dreulis asked as he immediately felt malicious energy covering the whole room.
Suddenly, a large black line appeared in front of Leon on the ground.
*Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack*
"What is this kid doing ?" Dreulis asked as he raised his voice.
"I-I don't know... But, I don't think it's out of master's control." Rees replied as he noticed the smile on Leon's face.
"Woah... So this is hell ?" Leon asked as he looked inside the crack and noticed thousands of burning hands trying to stop a small creature that was crawling towards the crack with full speed.
*Thud-Thud*
It stuck it's claws out of the crack and climbed out.
*THUD*
As soon as he crawled out of the crack, it closed with a loud sound.
The creature stood no taller than a child's knee, its body thin and crooked like something that had grown wrong.
Its skin was a deep crimson, stretched tightly over sharp bones, with faint black veins pulsing beneath the surface as if heat flowed through them.
Two short, jagged horns curled from its forehead, chipped and uneven. Its head was slightly too large for its body, giving it a disturbing, almost goblin-like silhouette.
Its eyes were the most unsettling part—large, glowing yellow with slit pupils, constantly darting around with malicious intelligence. When it blinked, a thin black membrane slid over the eyes like a reptile's.
A wide mouth split its face, filled with tiny needle-like teeth. When it grinned, which it did often, the smile stretched unnaturally far toward its pointed ears.
From its back sprouted tattered bat-like wings, leathery and dark, barely large enough to lift its body. They twitched constantly, as if the creature could never sit still.
Behind it flicked a thin, spade-tipped tail, curling and uncurling like a snake.
Its fingers were long and clawed, black nails clicking softly whenever it touched the ground.
And despite its small size, the creature carried a faint smell of smoke, sulfur, and burnt flesh, as though it had crawled straight out of a furnace deep in Hell.
[Name: None]
[Race: Hell Imp]
[Class: Lesser Demon]
[HP: 12000/12000]
[MP: 2500/2500]
[Description: A Hell Imp is a small but cunning demon born in the lower layers of Hell.
Despite their weak physical strength, they possess high intelligence and a natural affinity for dark magic.
Hell Imps are mischievous and cruel creatures that enjoy tormenting weaker beings.
They are often used by stronger demons as servants, scouts, or messengers due to their small size and ability to fly very long distances in a short time.
They fly silently and their presence are also very hard to notice, making them perfect spies.
When bound by a summoner, a Hell Imp becomes a loyal servant and will obey commands.]
"What the hell is that ?" Dreulis asked in a confused tone as he looked at the imp curiously.
"I-I don't know... Maybe some kind of demon." Rees replied.
"I haven't seen a demon like that anywhere."
The imp turned around to look at Leon and immediately went down on his knees.
"Master." He spoke in a low voice.
"Stand up..." Leon ordered as he looked at the Imp.
"Yes, Master." The imp replied as he stood up from his knees and looked at him.
"Can you fly?" Leon asked with a smile.
"Yes Master..." The imp replied as it immediately started to flip it's wings and started floating in the air.
'Hmm... His wings are making no sound, he can make a very good spy but after sacrificing such expensive cores, I only summoned only a single imp?
Looks like this skill really needs big sacrifices to summon a powerful creature. Leon thought in his mind.
"I-I didn't understand... Is this a familiar of yours now? Did you just summoned a demon as your familiar ?" Dreulis asked in a confused and curious tone.
"He is more of a servant demon... I wouldn't call it a familiar." Leon replied with a smile as he looked at Dreulis.
"A servant? You are saying this demon is not bound to any contract but he will still follow your orders?
Isn't that just a bunch of non-sense?" Dreulis asked in a confused tone.
"Well you can see it for yourself... Oi, start flying in circles and don't stop until I say so. Leon ordered as he looked at the imp.
"Yes, master." The imp immediately started to fly in circles.
"I-Impossible... W-What was that skill? How did you even use it as an alchemist? No, the main question should be how did you even opened the Dreulis asked.
"You gave me the cores and I showed you something interesting... That was our deal wasn't it?" Leon asked with a smile as he looked at Dreulis.
"I need to look at that spell's mana patterns." Dreulis spoke as he immediately tapped his wand on the ground and suddenly all the torches got blown away.
Total darkness covered the room.
Leon's eyes automatically turned into a cat's eyes, turning his vision back to normal even in the dark.
'Almatari Treasa Bilyuk... Elpoiyo." As soon as he finished his hundreds of blue magical circle appeared on the ground where Leon had just opened the gate of hell.
"What the-" Rees spoke in a shocked voice as he also walked upto Dreulis and both of them started to stare at the circles.
"Hmm...?" Leon thought with a confused expression as he walked upto them and looked at the magic circles.
But the incantations written in the circles were unreadable and they were constantly changing.
"How is this even possible?" Dreulis asked in a serious tone.
"It's Urlops, right?" Rees asked.
"Yes... But, not the first form. It's a third level spell with complex mana patterns... this skill will need so much focus and hours of continuous incantations to cast it ones.
He opened it in seconds with just a bunch of mana crystals... Who the hell even are you?" Dreulis asked as both of them turned around to look at Leon on the same time.
"What?"
"Okay... I have decided, I will be living here from this moment forward." Dreulis replied in a neutral tone as he looked at Leon.
"Well... Thanks for asking but I don't keep old lichs in my dungeon for free. Ask Rees if you want." Leon replied with a smile as he pointed towards Rees.
"I won't be staying for free... I will give you my grimoire as a payment. Here..." Dreulis spoke as he pulled out a thick old book out of thin air and shoved it towards Leon.
"A book?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"Not a simple book, Sir... It's everything a lich has ever researched upon in his whole life, every spell, every potion and every type of creature..
A lich would rather trade his necroheart then to giveaway his grimoire. Rees explained.
"I see and you are trading such precious thing just to stay in a dungeon?" Leon asked with a confused expression as he looked at Dreulis.
"Knowledge is nothing if it's limited and everything I studied about magic is inside that grimoire, but the spell that you just casted has got me more interested in you then everything I have ever studied and that's kind of the only thing I have left on me to trade for knowledge right now, so yeah.
I think you are going to be a worthwhile investment, Mr. Michael and don't worry about betrayal or anything from me. I don't convey information from one place to another." Dreulis replied in a calm tone.
"Yeah and why should I believe that? You just handed over your life's work to me just so I will let you stay with me." Leon asked with a smile.
"Oh my... A man with so many trust issues, fine fine here..." Dreulis replied as he summoned a piece of paper from thin air and handed it over to Leon.
"What's this?" Leon asked as he looked at the piece of paper and suddenly his eyes widened in shock.
"Woah... Is that- Are you insane? You are really going to do this?" Rees asked in loud voice as he looked at Dreulis.
"Anything for knowledge my friend... Anything for knowledge. Sign it once you have readed it all... Specially the time period terms below.
I will go ahead and choose my floor." Dreulis spoke as he immediately walked down from the first floor.
The words written over the piece of paper in a blood red colour were, (SLAVE CONTRACT).
"Wait... There are some terms and conditions..."
-x-X-x-
Terms and conditions,
[Dreulis the lich will not in any way harm it's master or betray him.]
Dreulis the lich will have free will of his own in casting spells to save himself and his benefactors.]
[Master of the contract can only order Dreulis to cast a total of seven forceful spells, but if all seven spells were used before the contract completion date, the contract will expire.]
[Slave contract is only valid for 7 months.]
[Master can't force Dreulis to kill someone unless both of them agree to do the same.]
-x-X-x-
"He really made a very smart contract." Leon replied with a smile..
-x-X-x-
First Floor...
Leon is sitting alone on a wooden chair and he is staring at the demonic imp floating in front of him.
"Hmm... So you can only cast three spells ?" Leon asked with a neutral expression.
"Yes master. The first spell is short distance teleportation.... I can demonstrate if you want." The imp asked.
"Sure... Go ahead." He replied with a neutral expression.
"Yes, Master." The imp immediately clapped his hands together and turned into a *puff* of white smoke.
"Here... sir." The imp spoke, his voice ringing from behind.
As soon as Leon turned around he noticed that the imp was now floating ten meters behind him.
"Okay... Is that the max distance you can teleport to ?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"Yes, Master. But I can only do it three times in a row before it goes on a cooldown of five minutes." The imp replied as he slightly nodded his head.
"Show me the next spell..." Leon replied with a neutral expression.
"Yes, Sir...." The imp replied as he clapped his hands together once again and suddenly, four more imps that looked just like him emerged out of his body and started floating right besides him.
"Are those real ? Or just after images ?" Leon asked with a smile as he stood up from his chair.
"Yes and No... Master. They are a cheap copy of myself, they can touch things and follow my orders but as soon as they touch magic, they..." The imp started speaking as he made his hand into a punch and punched one of it's clone with full power.
*Thud*
*Puff*
The clone immediately turned into a white cloud and disappeared.
"... Just disappear. I can cast this spell once every hour." The imp replied.
"What's the third spell ?" Leon asked with a curious expression.
"It's one of the most useful skill I have, master." The imp replied as it immediately flew down to the ground and touched it with his tiny hand.
As soon as he touched the dungeon's floor... His hand started to turn into stone as well and in just a short time, his whole body turned into stone.
"You can absorb the properties of different matter and change your own structure using it." Leon spoke with a smile.
'That's a very overpowered skill... I have to keep in mind not to let this imp die.' Leon thought with a smile.
Without wasting another second, Leon used his skill on the imp.
[Target has been found{Hellfire Imp}]
[Searching for best skills in {Hellfire Imp}....]
[Search Completed!!!]
[Starting to copy...10%>>>40%>>>95%>>100%]
[Skill {Material Assimilation} has been placed inside slot no.1. One slot remaining.]
[Note: Copied skills can be used three times before they are deleted.]
'Hmm... This is good. Now I can mimic two skills at the same time and use them three times. The rank up of this skill really made it powerful to be used in a real battle.' Leon thought with a neutral expression as he immediately pulled Nyxter out of his inventory and unsheathed it.
He then slowly touched one of it's blade and used the skill...
As soon as Leon activated the skill, he felt a tingling sensation in his fingers tips and in just a few seconds, his fingers started to turn completely black.
First his hand... then shoulder and in just a little bit of time, his whole skin turned into the same material that the nyxter was made out of.
Leon placed the Nyxter back into his inventory and touched his left hand with his right hand.
'Hmm... My touching senses are still there but it's not similar to skin, it's like I am wearing a very thick glove made out of metal and touching things with it.' He thought with a neutral expression.
Leon then turned towards the wall and immediately made his palm into a fist.
He then pulled his hand back and threw a punch at the wall with full power.
*THUDDDD*
*CRACKKKKKKK*
*Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud*
Suddenly huge cracks appeared over the dungeon wall and large stones started dropping on the floor.
*Swish*
"Master... The dungeon is facing-" Before Elis could've completed her sentence, she noticed Leon standing near the wall.
"Don't worry Elis... Just fix it." Leon replied with a neutral expression as he noticed his original skin coming back.
'Hmm... Around thirty seconds. That's good enough.' Leon thought with a neutral expression.
"Master... I can't fix it, I don't have enough mana." Elis replied as she immediately bowed down to Leon.
"Ah... Right. It's been a while since you consumed mana." Leon replied as he walked upto the wooden chair and sat down.
"Here... You go, Darling. Take as much as you want..." Leon replied as he gave his to Elis.
"Yes, master." Elis replied as she slowly grabbed his hand and started sucking his mana out.
As Leon looked to the side he noticed the imp flying right next to him with a curious expression on his face as if it's waiting for some kind of orders.
"Ah... Right you." Leon spoke as he immediately activated his skill.
[Would you like to store {Hellfire Imp} inside the Pocket ?] [Yes/No ?]
Without wasting another second, He selected 'Yes'.
*Puff*
The Hellfire Imp immediately disappeared into thin air and another screen popped up in front of Leon.
[Summoner's Pocket: 1/100]
'Well... Isn't this a convenient skill. It's kind of similar to that pakemon thingy I used to read in mangas.' Leon thought with a smile.
'Wait... There was one more thing that came with class change. What was that...' Leon thought as he tried to remember the words.
"Re-Real... Realm Travel, was it ?" He spoke in a low voice.
As soon as those words left his mouth, another screen popped up in front of his face but unlike any other screens this one glowed brightly golden.
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{REALM TRAVEL}
[NOTE: Travelling through realms to search for treasures can be deadly dangerous and equally rewarding.]
[Realms Available - 0]
[Realm Traveller - Broken]
[Ruvia's Crystal - Not Found]
[Quest will be assigned shortly !!!]
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[System Quest: Find and Fix]
[Rank: S]
[Description: Thousands of years ago, many realms were connected together, they shared knowledge and love with each other, but due to a sudden betrayal of {Drox Voldian Kolins - Fourth Demon king of Armia}, the Realm Traveller broke.
Drox broke it so he can rule the whole realm by himself but he was shortly killed by some gods, yet the traveller was never fixed.]
[Note: There are more than one approach to complete this quest, select one to proceed.]
[First way: Find the Realm Traveller and Fix it with the help of Ruvia's Crystal. Opening the gates of other realms to your realm once again and bringing peace amongst the realms.]
[Second way: Find the Realm Traveller and Fix it with the help of Ruvia's Crystal. Move the traveller to your dungeon and use it for personal use without revealing it's existence to anyone.]
"Ohh... An S-rank System Quest. This is interesting. There are two approaches to do it and since I am not a very charity type guy... I will just select the second approach.
If I am going to find it and fix it... I would use it for personal use, why would I give to everyone ? And it's not like finding it would be a fucking piece of cake. It's an s-rank quest." Leon spoke in a low voice as he closed the window immediately and a smile appeared over his face.
"Haah... I need to have sex so bad. My dick hasn't seen any action for sometime."
-x-X-x-
Human Kingdom's Church...
Inside the praying hall, hundreds of families are sitting on large wooden benches, their eyes closed and hands joint in worship, as an elder nun on the front pedestal readed something from an old book.
The environment was very calm and silent, a flowery smell covered the air and sunlight was shining through the church's glasses.
"... Shall this pure mana guide you through the world and give you power to fight the evil. Vernen." The elder nun spoke as she closed her eyes and joint her hands as well.
"Vernen." Everyone sitting inside the huge hall spoke in calm voice and unison.
"That's it for today... May the lord bless you all with happiness and prosperity. Dear followers... Tommorow is a special day for us as it's the 'Hulonion Festival', we would like you to join us tomorrow in morning prayers as well and please try to bring your children as well if possible.
Those who bring their children to the church tomorrow will be given access to the special feast that we are holding. Thank you." The elder nun spoke as she immediately stepped down from the pedestal.
As soon as the prayers ended everyone calmly started walking out of the prayer room and towards the Church's exit.
....
Dinning Hall,
All the nuns are sitting patiently on their chairs and waiting for someone.
"Is the prayer still going on ?" A blonde nun who was sitting on the far left asked in alow voice as her eyes were completely focused on the food and her mouth was watering.
"Shut up... You are a nun now, sister Terisa. Don't act like kids and don't drool over your food." The nun sitting next to her spoke in a strict voice.
"But-" before Terisa could've completed her sentence, the hall's gates opened up and the elder nun entered inside the room with a young and very curvy nun assisting her in walking.
*Click*
*Thud*
All the nuns immediately stood up from their places and bowed down to the elder nun.
"Mother Carrie." All of them spoke in unison.
"You should've started without me. You have duties to do unlike me who is going to lay on a bed useless for the rest of the day." Mother Carrie replied with a disappointed expression as she walked upto the biggest chair on the far right of the dinning table and sat down with the help of the curvy nun.
"Sit down everyone." Mother Carrie replied with a neutral expression.
"Yes, Mother." All of the nuns immediately sat down and grabbed each other's hands tightly.
"Who's turn is it today ?" Carrie asked with a smile.
"Mother... It's my turn... It's my turn." Terisa spoke with a very excited expression, almost ready to jump out of her chair.
"Oh... Terisa," Mother carrie spoke as the smile on her face disappeared immediately and an annoyed expression appeared but she forced back the smile once again, " ...very well then. Go on and say the prayer."
"Yes... May God bless us and thank you for giving us food. Vernen." Terisa spoke as she immediately picked up her fork and started eating.
"What ? That's it ?"
"Oh my god..."
"Obviously it's Terisa."
"Okay okay everyone calm down and just eat your food." Mother carrie replied as she also started eating her soup.
"Mother... The numbers were lesser today." The curvy nun spoke with a neutral expression.
"How many ?" Carrie asked with a serious expression.
"Around ten people from last time. Three couples and four adventurers."
"Hmm... This is becoming a big issue. Did anyone of them tell you why they stopped coming, sister Miola ?"
"I tried to come in contact with some of them but all three couples have already left the kingdom and the three adventurers didn't even talk to me. They ignored me completely."
"What about the remaining one ?" Mother Carrie asked with a serious expression.
"I talked to the remaining adventurer and he was very afraid, he said something about god being dead and that demons will rule everything.
Then he just ran away from me. I tried to chase him for a few meters but he was running really fast." Miola replied with a neutral expression.
"I see... Marie is on it again." Mother Carrie spoke in a low voice as she lowered her head in disappointment.
"Hey... Hey... Who is Marie ?" Terisa asked with asked to the nun who was sitting right next to her.
"She is mother Carrie's sister... It is said that she made a deal with a very vicious demon and sold her soul to him just so she can remain young forever and now she works for him.
Her followers occasionally slip into our kingdom and try to poach our followers by offering them favours." The nun explained with a serious expression on her face.
"Favour ? What kind of favours ?" Terisa asked with an utterly confused expression.
"Are you stupid ? Evil favours... Like they will cure your child but you have to sell your soul to that demon but we have never caught anyone.
No one talks about the favours or the ones who they recieved it from."
"So... It's just a myth ?" She asked.
"Well... I-I-"
"It's not a myth... I have seen Marie, she is the walking sin of lust. Any man who sees her becomes bewitched immediately. No matter how strong of a will you have, no matter how high command you hold over your carnal desires... You will fall for her trap and if you did, your soul will be hers to sell to the demon.
She is an embodiment of evil on this holy land and it's our job to keep our people safe from her dark hands. Do you all understand ?" Mother carrie asked with a serious expression.
"We understand, Mother." All the nuns spoke at the same time.
"Good... I am done. I will be leaving now, prepare for tomorrow's feast once you are done eating, I will prepare for the speech." Mother Carrie spoke as she immediately stood up from the table.
"I will help you... Mother." Miola spoke as she immediately stood up and helped her get out of the hall.
-x-X-x-
*Blink. Blink.*
"Hmm...?"
Leon's eyes cracked open slowly. The world around him was still — a vast, quiet mountain base stretching endlessly into the pale mist. And standing right before him, with that infuriatingly calm smile plastered across his face, was the White Fox.
"Well..." the Fox tilted his head, amber eyes gleaming with something between amusement and curiosity. "Meeting you face to face is something, isn't it?"
"White Fox." Leon's voice came out low and flat as he pushed himself to his feet, brushing nothing off his sleeves out of habit.
"...What do I owe the pleasure? You're interrupting what could've been a perfectly good dream. Naked girls with big boobs don't visit on their own, you know."
White Fox let out a short laugh, shaking his head. "You're one lust-filled kid. But hey —" he shrugged lightly, "— everyone needs something to fuel them. Anger. Pride. Lust. Gluttony. The list goes on." His smile softened just a touch.
"So... how are you? I hope everything is alright out-"
"You're bending your words." Leon's expression didn't shift. "Come to the point or I am going out."
The Fox's smile didn't waver. If anything, it sharpened.
"You performed the technique one thousand times in a matter of hours." He let that hang in the air for a moment.
"Do you understand what that means?"
Leon blinked once. "...Are you telling me to keep practicing more because-"
"No, no, no." White Fox waved a hand dismissively, though the glint in his eye told a different story. "I was simply... surprised. Impressed, even. The last person to master that stance," he paused,
"Do you know how long it took him to repeat it a thousand times ?"
"A month ?" Leon replied with a neutral expression.
"Three years." White Fox said it simply, like it was the most natural thing in the world. "No one could perform it more than twice a day. The stamina drain alone was enough to cripple most young men when their form slipped even slightly. Breaking bones... Some even got their hand completely crippled while practicing it."
'Well, that wouldn't be a problem for me.'
Leon held his expression neutral as the thought crossed his mind.
'Since my mana gets converted into stamina and I have infinite mana... Stamina is no problem for me and I have also broken many bones while practicing it but pain's recovery has healed me almost immediately.'
White Fox's gaze sharpened, his ancient eyes narrowing just a fraction as they studied him.
"When I first laid eyes on you... I sensed something was off. Something out of place." He clasped his hands behind his back, voice dropping to something almost thoughtful. "But now I'm certain. You're not from this realm, are you?"
Silence.
Leon met his gaze with nothing but a faint, mocking curl at the corner of his lips.
White Fox sighed, not in defeat, but in patience. "Very well. I can't force the answer out of you." His smile returned, slow and dangerous. "But I will have my answers eventually. Because when you fail the deal... I'll take over your body. Your mind. Every memory you've ever buried."
"Then I suppose," Leon replied, the smile never leaving his face, "we'll just have to wait and see."
The mist thickened. Darkness crept in from the edges of his vision like curtains being slowly drawn shut.
And then — nothing.
---
"...on."
"...Leon?"
"...Master?"
*Blink. Blink.*
The first thing he saw were eyes — two pairs of them, watching him with quiet demeanor.
Selene. And Elis.
Leon blinked the last of the dreamscape from his mind and straightened, rolling the stiffness from his shoulders. "What—" He looked at Selene first, then at Elis."Selene, what are you doing up here?"
He shifted his gaze. "Elis. How long was I out?"
"Approximately two hours, Master." Elis replied, her posture neat and composed as always.
"Mm." Leon processed that. "Are you full ? All your mana restored ?"
"Yes, Master. Completely."
"Good. You can leave now." He commanded.
"Yes, Master."
Elis disappeared without a sound, like smoke swallowed by the wind.
*Swish*
Leon turned back toward Selene, mouth already opening. "Now then, let's talk about what you—"
He never finished the sentence.
Selene moved first.
Her lips crashed into his — firm, desperate, hungry — like she'd been holding herself back for far too long and had simply run out of reasons to keep waiting. Leon felt the heat of her lips immediately, felt the lust radiating off her skin like a slow-burning flame.
She kissed him like she needed it.
Her lips worked against his with an almost shameless urgency, sucking at his lower lip — pulling, tasting, demanding. A breathless little moan slipped from her throat when his teeth grazed the soft flesh of her lip in return.
"Mnhhhh~"
*Chuu—*
Neither of them pulled back.
They stayed locked together, lips moving in a desperate, greedy rhythm — the kind that forgot about breathing, forgot about everything outside of the warmth between their lips.
One minute later...
When they finally broke apart, Selene's chest was heaving as a thread of saliva still connected their lips.
"Haa—"
The breath that left her was shaky and warm. Her lips had swollen beautifully — flushed a deep, aching red from the friction, glistening and parted like she was already begging for more without saying a word.
Leon's gaze dropped — slowly, deliberately.
Her bodice was doing its best to hold her boobs together, but it was fighting a losing battle. The thin fabric clung to her chest, two dark, wet patches blooming at the tips of her nipples.
Her nipples strained visibly against the cloth, stiff and aching. The milk had begun to leak on its own — a quiet testament to just how deeply her body had already surrendered to the heat pooling low in her belly.
"Leo..." She spoke in a low and very seductive voice as she grabbed her bodice and pulled it with full power.
*Riiiiiipppp*
*Boing-Boing*
Her bodice immediately ripped apart. As soon as she did her sweet, thick and juicy boobs bounced out milk drops falling everywhere.
"... Please, I can't hold it anymore."
"Very well then..."
A wicked grin spread across Leon's face as he didn't waste even a single second. His large hands shot forward and roughly seized both of his older sister's massive, milk-swollen tits, squeezing them possessively.
*Sluuurp—Suck—Suck—Suck—Suck!*
He latched onto her left nipple like a starving beast, sucking hard and greedily. Thick, warm streams of sweet breast milk exploded into his mouth, flooding his tongue with her creamy essence. He drank like a man possessed, his cheeks hollowing with every powerful pull.
At the same time, his thumb brutally rubbed and pinched her right nipple, completely blocking the flow of milk so not a single drop would be wasted.
"Aaahhhhhhn~! Yesss~! Suck harder, Leo! Suck every drop of your big sister's milk out of these fat, slutty tits~!" Selene cried out shamelessly, her voice cracking with pure lust. She arched her back and used both hands to violently squeeze her own breasts, forcing even more milk to spray into Leon's hungry mouth.
Her soaked pussy clenched and spasmed wildly inside her drenched panties. Clear, sticky strands of her lewd juices were already leaking through the thin fabric, sliding down her trembling thighs in messy, glistening trails.
Leon switched between her tits with wet, obscene sounds, alternating between savage sucking and deep, thirsty gulps. 'Fuck... she's producing so much milk. It's like these udders have an endless supply of milk. Hehehe... I haven't used that skill in a while.'
An evil glint flashed in his eyes. Without warning, he sank his teeth into the sensitive areola of her left breast, biting down just enough to sting while activating his skill at the same time.
〈Lust Bite〉
The moment the skill triggered, the bite transformed into a devastating surge of raw, mind-melting pleasure that slammed straight into Selene's brain like lightning.
Her face instantly twisted into a perfect, brainless ahegao expression, eyes rolling completely back into her skull, tongue lolling out stupidly, drool spilling from the corner of her mouth as her mind shattered under the overwhelming orgasm.
"Haaannnnggghhhhh—!!"
Her hips bucked violently as a massive, shameful squirt erupted from her cunt. The force was so strong that it tore straight through her soaked panties and blasted onto the floor in a powerful, messy arc.
*SQUIIIIIIIRTTTTTTTT—!!*
A thick fountain of her filthy cum sprayed everywhere, puddling beneath her twitching body.
But Leon wasn't done.
Before the first orgasm could even begin to fade, he switched to her right tit and bit down even harder on the swollen, sensitive areola, teeth sinking in as he activated 〈Lust Bite〉 once again.
*BITE—!!*
"OHHHH MY FUCKING GOOOOOD—!! I-I CAN'T STOP CUMMING—!! ANHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!"
Selene screamed like a completely broken whore as yet another explosive orgasm tore through her body without any mercy. Her spasming pussy clenched violently, launching a second, even thicker gush of hot cum that drenched the floor and splattered messily all over her own trembling thighs.
*SQUIRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT—!!!*
"Well, well, well~" Leon chuckled darkly, licking the milk from his lips as he stared at the pathetic, squirting mess his big sister had become. "Aren't you squirting way too fucking much just from me biting your fat tits, you dirty slut?"
"I-I can't control it... ahhn~ Your Bite is too weird and good... my pussy just keeps cumming on its own..." Selene whimpered, her voice shaky and broken. Her legs trembled violently as they gave out beneath her.
Before she could collapse onto the cold floor like a used rag, Leon's strong hands grabbed her slim waist and yanked her back up against his body.
"Woah there, sis. You know there are perfectly good beds in this dungeon for girls like you to fall on, right?" He asked with a perverted, hungry grin spreading across his face.
"My legs... they're still shaking so bad from all that squirting... I might need one of those beds so I can throw my legs up in the air for you like a proper big-sister," Selene replied, giving him a flirty, cock-hungry smile even as her eyes were still half-rolled back.
"You're talking really fucking dirty today, huh?" Leon smirked, clearly enjoying how corrupted Selene has become.
He didn't wait for an answer. In one smooth motion, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her over to the nearest wooden bed with its soft, feather-stuffed mattress.
*THUD!*
Leon tossed her onto the bed like a cheap fucktoy. The moment her back hit the mattress, he grabbed the hem of her skirt along with her soaked panties in one rough grip.
"Let's see what kind of disgusting mess is happening down here..."
With a single brutal tug—
*SHRIP!*
He yanked both skirt and panties down her long legs and threw them aside, fully exposing her dripping, puffy pussy.
Selene's cunt was an absolute lewd spectacle, plump pink folds glistening obscenely, swollen from constant orgasms, and overflowing with thick, sticky love juices that kept dripping down to her asshole in shiny strands.
Without any shame, Selene grabbed the back of her knees and lifted both legs high into the air, spreading herself wide open like an offering.
"Look... Look at how wet you made your big sister's pussy just by chewing on her nipples like a beast~" she purred, voice thick with lust as she stared at him with perverted, glassy eyes. "It's still twitching and drooling for you..."
"You really are one perverted fucking big sister," Leon growled with a smirk, his eyes locked onto her shamelessly exposed cunt.
"Well... my little brother got me completely addicted to sex. What else can I do except spread my legs and get fucked senseless by him every chance I get?" Selene replied, biting down seductively on her index finger while giving him the sluttiest smile imaginable.
Leon's cock throbbed painfully in his pants.
"It's been way too long since I ate a good, sloppy pussy..." he muttered, voice low and hungry.
He immediately dove face-first between her spread thighs, burying his mouth into her squishy, juice-drenched cunt like a starving animal.
"Mmmphhh~ Fuck... what a strong, filthy smell~" Leon groaned in pleasure, inhaling her heavy, musky scent deeply before attacking her pussy with wild, sloppy licks. His tongue lashed mercilessly against her swollen clit, sucking and slurping every drop of her leaking juices without pause.
"Aaahhhhhhn~! Aahhhhhh~! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh—!! I'm cumming again—!!"
Selene's back arched violently off the bed as another orgasm crashed into her. Her thighs shook around his head while Leon's tongue tortured her sensitive clit without any mercy, flicking and sucking it like he wanted to break her completely.
"Hah... Your pussy is way too fucking sensitive. I can't hold back anymore, my dick's about to explode," Leon growled, pulling his face back.
"Yesss~ Yes, yes, yes! Shove that huge cock into your big sister's slutty, dripping pussy and explode as much as you want inside me~!" Selene moaned, her face twisted into a perfect ahegao expression, tongue hanging out as she stared at him with pure cock-drunk lust.
Leon quickly kicked off his pants, his massive, rock-hard cock springing free, thick, veiny, and already leaking precum from the tip.
He grabbed her spread legs and positioned the fat, swollen head of his dick right against her soaked entrance, rubbing it up and down her slippery folds teasingly.
"Now let's—"
"What's happening here, Leo ?"
A shocked, feminine voice suddenly cut through the heavy, lust-filled air like a whip, instantly freezing Leon, throbbing head of his cock was about to spear into Selene's dripping, squirming pussy.
He turned his head sharply and saw Elaine standing there, staring at the obscene scene with wide eyes full of shock and burning anger.
"Hello... Mom," Leon said with a completely calm, almost neutral expression, his massive cock still twitching angrily against Selene's soaked folds. "I'm a little busy right now about to fuck Selene senseless. How about you come back in one or two hours ? I'll be done draining her slutty cunt by then and I will start with you."
"No, no, no! Selene, you promised!" Elaine snapped, her voice sharp as she glared at her daughter. "You said we would come together, wear those slutty clothes, and surprise him! I'm really angry with you right now!"
"Hehehe~ Sorry, Mom... but my boobs just couldn't wait any longer," Selene replied with a lazy, lusty smile. She slowly rolled her hips on the soft mattress, deliberately rubbing her dripping pussy lips against the swollen tip of Leon's cock, teasing him shamelessly. "It was aching too much for my little brother's fat dick..."
"What the fuck are you two even talking about? Explain fast," Leon growled, his voice low with impatience. "My dick won't stay patient for more than a minute before I start fucking whichever hole is closest."
Elaine crossed her arms under her massive tits, pushing them up as she pouted like a jealous wife. "You see... Selene promised that the two of us would come down to the first floor together wearing the sexiest clothes we purchased from the market, seduce you, and let you fuck us however you wanted. But this greedy little whore betrayed me and ran ahead to get fucked first!"
"Hey Leo... look down," Selene purred seductively, her voice dripping with lust as she kept grinding her slick, puffy cunt against his cockhead. "My pussy is already kissing the tip of your dick like a hungry slut. Do you really want to waste time listening to Mom's pathetic bickering... or do you want to slam balls-deep into this hot, ripe, dripping sister-pussy that's begging for you ?"
"Oh no he won't," Elaine interrupted with a dangerous, sultry smile. "Because today... he's going to fuck Mommy's pussy instead."
Without another word, Elaine hooked both thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and panties and yanked them down in one swift motion.
*Shlick—STRIP!*
The moment the fabric hit the floor, she grabbed the strings of her tight bodice and pulled them loose with urgent fingers.
*Boing—Boing—Boing!*
Her enormous, heavy milf tits exploded free, bouncing and jiggling wildly like two massive, soft jelly mounds. Her fat pink nipples were already stiff and her areolas were hard to stay away from.
Leon's cock gave a violent twitch at the sight of his step-mother's perfect, curvaceous milf body. A thick bead of precum oozed from his swollen tip and dripped straight down onto Selene's exposed, twitching pussy lips.
"Oh my god... Leo, no no no!" Selene cried out desperately, her eyes widening in panic. "Don't look at her! Look at me! I'm your personal slut sister! You can fuck my tight pussy and suck my milky tits at the same time! You can't do that with her... right? Right ?! Because her boobs don't give milk, Right ?!"
She frantically wiggled her hips, desperately rubbing her soaked cunt against his cock like a needy bitch in heat, trying to lure him inside her.
"Well... he can do anything he wants to this body," Elaine purred, her voice thick with lust. She turned around seductively, placed both hands behind her head, arched her back, and squatted down slightly, making her huge, round ass cheeks bounce and clap teasingly right in front of him.
*Swing—Swing—Jiggle—Jiggle!*
*Clap-Clap-Clap*
Her fat ass meat rippled obscenely with every movement. "...Right, honey?"
Leon stared, completely dumbfounded. 'Who the fuck is even teaching her to twerk like that ?' He thought as a perverted smile appeared over his face.
A heartbroken, sad expression washed over Selene's face the moment she realized Leon might actually choose her instead. Her pussy clenched pitifully around nothing, leaking even more juices in desperate protest.
"That's a very interesting offer, Mom..." Leon said with a neutral expression, his eyes flicking between the two slutty women. "But today... I have to turn it down."
Before Elaine could even react, Leon gripped Selene's thighs hard and *RAMMED* his entire massive, veiny cock balls-deep into his older sister's greedy pussy in one brutal thrust.
*THUMP—SQUELCH!*
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhnnnnnggggh—!!!"
Selene's eyes rolled back instantly as her tight, soaking cunt was violently stretched wide open around her Leon's thick cock. Her inner walls convulsed wildly, squirting a messy spray of cum around his shaft the moment he bottomed out against her cervix.
"Awww.... I failed ?" Elaine spoke with a sad and disappointed expression.
"Fucking hell... You are clenching tight today." Leon spoke with a smile as he continued to pound her pussy without any stops.
*Clap-Clap-Clap-Clap-Clap-Clap*
"Anhhhh~ Yesssss~ Keeeep fucking my pusssssyyyyyy~ It feeelsss so gooodd~" Selene shouted loudly as she grabbed Leon's back with both of her hands and locked her legs around him tightly.
Leon's dick kissed Selene's womb's entrance everytime it pumped in and pumped out of her pussy.
On the other hand, Elaine was feeling jealous and horny at the same time, her pussy started to get drenched as soon as she saw the hot scene happening right in front of her eyes.
Her body was getting aroused beyond limits and her breasts were getting tighter with every thumping sound.
After observing them fucking for about ten minutes like wild animals, Elaine walked upto Leon with a red face.
"Give mommy a kiss..." She spoke with lust filled eyes and kissed Leon on the lips.
*Chuuuuuuu*
Leon's dick kept kissing Selene's womb while his tongue penetrated Elaine's mouth and wrapped around her tongue.
-x-X-x-
One hour later...
The lewd, wet sounds of raw, animalistic fucking echoed through the dungeon room like a filthy music track.
Selene was down on all fours on the cold floor like a bitch in heat, her massive milky tits swinging wildly beneath her as Leon's thick, veiny cock pounded her sloppy pussy from behind without the slightest hint of mercy or pause.
*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-!!*
His hips slammed against her fat ass with brutal force, balls slapping loudly against her swollen clit with every savage thrust. Her pussy juices were flying everywhere, coating his shaft and dripping down her trembling thighs in messy strings.
Meanwhile, Leon's back was pressed against the edge of the bed, his head tilted all the way back, resting horizontally on the soft mattress. Elaine was shamelessly sitting on his face, grinding her dripping, mature milf pussy hard against his mouth and tongue.
*Lick-Slurp-Lick-Lick-Sluuurp!*
His tongue worked furiously, lapping and sucking on her swollen clit and slick folds while both his hands kneaded and spread her plump ass cheeks wide open, slapping them in between.
*SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP*
"Anhhhhh~ Aaaahhhhhhhhh~ Yesss~! Lick Mommy's pussy, Leo~! It feels so good~! Keep eating your mommy's slutty cunt and clit like that, don't you stop~!" Elaine moaned loudly, her voice dripping with depraved pleasure as she rolled her hips, smothering her son's face with her wet pussy.
*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-!!*
"Annnh~! Anhhh~! Anhhhhh~! Oh my fucking godddd... You're going to break my fucking pussy~!
Anhhh~! Anhhhh~! It's too deep-!!" Selene cried out like a broken whore, her body instinctively trying to crawl forward to escape the relentless pounding.
But Leon wasn't having any of it.
He instantly released Elaine's ass, reached forward, and grabbed Selene's waist with both hands in a iron grip. With a powerful yank, he slammed her dripping cunt back onto his cock, forcing every inch back inside her until his balls slapped against her ass cheeks again.
"No running away, you greedy slut!" he growled, voice muffled against his mother's pussy.
"Omhf fumenk... I amnm cugminmmg!!" Leon mumbled incoherently, his words vibrating straight into
Elaine's clit as his lips and tongue were smothered by her dripping folds.
His thrusting suddenly became even more savage. The speed and power increased brutally as he started jackhammering Selene's cunt like a machine.
*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!!*
Selene's pussy tightened like a vice around his thick cock, her womb mouth opening up greedily, practically begging for his seed as her walls fluttered and sucked him deeper.
And then-
*SCHLORP-!*
Leon's cock bulged violently inside her as he sank his teeth into Elaine's swollen pussy lips at the exact same moment, activating his skill on instinct.
"ΑΝΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗ!!! I'M CUMMMMMMMING!!"
Both mother and daughter screamed at the same time, their faces twisting into identical, brain-melted ahegao expressions-eyes rolled back, tongues hanging out, drool spilling from their mouths as pure ecstasy destroyed their minds.
Their pussies exploded simultaneously like broken faucets.
*SQUIRRRRTTTTTTTTT-!!!*
*SQUIRRRRTTTTT-!!!*
Elaine's mature cunt gushed violently all over Leon's face, flooding his mouth and nose with her hot, sticky squirt while Selene's younger pussy clamped down like a milking machine, spraying a powerful fountain of cum around his pistoning cock. The messy liquid splattered everywhere, on the floor, on his balls, and down her shaking legs.
Leon emptied his balls deep inside her womb as he released thick threads of cum, filling her pussy to the brim.
*THUD-THUD*
Selene and Elaine both immediately went unconscious after cumming so hard.
"Haah... Well, that was refreshing." Leon spoke with a smile as he wiped off Elaine's cum from his face.
He pulled his cock out of Selene's pussy and noticed his thick white cum gushing out like a waterfall with no stops.
"Okay... I need a cleaning job." Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he immediately picked up unconscious Selene from the ground and placed her on the bed, right next to Elaine.
He then grabbed his dick and rammed it inside Selene's mouth.
"Even though unconscious... Your mouth pussy can still give me a good enough cleaning job." Leon spoke with a smile as he pulled his dick out of her mouth and noticed that it was clean once again.
'Hmm... I was thinking of fucking Elaine as well, but I guess she had a really hard orgasm from the-' Before his thoughts could've completed, Elis appeared in front of him.
*Swish*
"Master."
Elis dropped to one knee the moment Leon's gaze fell on her, her head bowed, expression perfectly neutral.
"Hmm?" Leon raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"Madam Fruela has finished her preparations. She asked me to inform you."
"Ah." Something shifted in his eyes. "Right. That."
He dressed without another word, then snapped his fingers.
His figure vanished from the first floor.
-x-X-x-
8th Floor...
Leon re-appeared in silence.
The room smelled of iron and sweat. At its center, bound to a crude chair carved from stone slabs, sat a man in his thirties - blonde hair matted with dried blood, a handful of ugly scars crossing his face. His build was solid, the kind that came from years of actual work, not decoration.
This guy was none other than the guy that Dusk had kidnapped from the party.
Fruela stood a few feet away, an iron rod hanging loosely from her fingers. She turned at the sound of Leon's arrival, and something close to frustration crossed her face.
"Master." She let the rod drop with a heavy clang against the stone floor. "He won't talk. I've beaten him, cut him, threatened him nothing. Not a single word."
"Just kill me." The guard's voice was low and steady, his eyes fixed on Leon without so much as a flinch.
"You won't get anything out of me. I am loyal to my employer."
Leon said nothing. He tilted his head slightly, studying the man.
[Name: Alren Drok]
[Class: Swordsman]
[Race: Human]
[Level: ??]
[MP: ??]
[HP??]
[Description: Alren Drok is a guard in the Royal Castle and he is not loyal to the king.]
'Huh... Inspect really becomes useless when I am at level one huh?" Leon thought with a neutral expression.
"You didn't torture him?" Leon asked as he turned to look at Freula.
Fruela blinked. "I - I did, Master. The iron rod, like I said. Then I used my blade to open cuts along his face, and 1-*
"She even threw in some death threats." The guard let out a short, contemptuous laugh, leaning back against his restraints like he was bored. "Quite the performance. Wasted both our time. Just kill me and get it over with."
"You..." The purple blades materialized in Fruela's hands before she'd finished the thought. "I will kill you-
"Fruela." Leon spoke in a low voice.
She stopped immediately.
"So." He clasped his hands behind his back, the faintest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "An Iron rod. A few cuts. Some threats." He let the words sit for a moment. "That's all?"
"...Yes, Master," Fruela hesitated, the blades disappearing from her hands as confusion replaced her anger.
Leon rolled up his sleeves slowly, one after the other.
'They don't know about fourth-degree torture, he thought, the smile widening just a fraction. And unlike back on earth, I am not bound by their precious human rights laws. Hehehe.
"Step back, Fruela. His voice was almost gentle. "Let me show you how to extract information."
"Elis..." Leon spoke with a neutral expression.
*Swish.*
"Master." Elis materialized from the shadow beneath his feet, already kneeling.
"Create me something comfortable to sit on, darling." Leon ordered.
"Yes, Master."
She raised one hand and the throne from the 20th floor disappeared and settled behind him with a heavy, deliberate... *THUD*.
"Good." Leon lowered himself into it slowly, like a man with nowhere to be. He reached into his inventory and pulled Nyxter free, resting the weapon across his knees.
Alren looked at the blade. Then at Leon's face. Then he smiled the practiced smile of a man who had seen interrogations before and survived them.
"What's the plan ? A few cuts ? Or are you skipping straight to killing me ? You stupid kids... Can't you understand ? I am not going to tell you anything."
"I'm going to try something new with you today and I guarantee you that, you will live to regret over those words." Leon's expression didn't change. He activated the skill.
---
[Please input a name for the skill.]
"Electric Shocks."
[Skill 'Electric Shocks' has been created.]
[Rank settled to 'D' by default.]
[State the purpose and parameters of the skill.]
"Converts a continuous stream of mana into electrical current. Output voltage is manually regulated by the user. Sustained use drains mana at a steady rate, the higher the voltage, the greater the consumption. Cannot generate projectile discharge or area-of-effect attacks. Effective range: direct contact only."
[Processing...]
'I'd been meaning to make this one for a while,' Leon thought, the corner of his mouth pulling upward. 'Funny. I wanted to invent a chocolate milkshake maker first and then build this skill. But I suppose this has its uses too.'
A quiet laugh escaped him... not loud, not theatrical. Just a small sound of genuine amusement.
'What the hell is wrong with him?' Alren thought, watching Leon murmur to himself and smile at nothing. 'Why is he laughing like that ?'
[Description accepted.]
[Please select the activation chant for skill {Electric Shocks}.]
"Electro."
[Chant 'Electro' selected.]
[Estimated mana cost: 50 mana per 1 volt of electrical output.]
[Cooldown: 5 minutes after skill deactivation.]
[Would you like to learn the skill or destroy it?]
"Learn it."
[Congratulations. Skill {Electric Shocks} has been learned.]
---
Leon stood, rolled his neck once, and walked toward Alren without hurry. He crouched in front of him and extended one finger, his right index and rested it gently against the nail of Alren's pinky.
"...I think you've got the wrong idea about me," Alren said, glancing down at the contact with a mocking smile. "I'm not really into guys."
Leon didn't acknowledge it. "Electro. One hundred volts."
<−5,000 mana>
*Trrr—*
*CRACK.*
"WHAT THE FUCK—"
The current punched through Alren's finger like a hot needle driven straight into the bone. His entire body lurched shoulders, spine, legs all seizing at once in a single convulsive jerk, the restraints rattling hard against whatever held him.
In the corner, Fruela went very still.
"...Oh." Leon tilted his head slightly, studying his reaction."Nice."
Alren's breath came out ragged. The smile was gone. "What did you just do?"
"Nothing, yet." Leon's tone was almost conversational. "Do you know there are exposed nerve endings directly beneath a human fingernail? Completely unprotected. The nail exists, in part, to shield them." He paused. "Yours is about to stop doing that."
He separated one of Nyxter's blades — smooth, practiced and pressed the edge beneath the edge of Alren's nail.
"W—what are you—"
*Stab.*
"AHHHHHHHHH..."
The blade carved sideways in one precise stroke, splitting the nail away from the nailbed in a single motion. The sound it made was wet and small and somehow worse for it.
"Oh god." Fruela turned away, one hand pressed hard over her mouth.
*Tick.*
Leon pinched the separated nail between two fingers and peeled it back in a single fluid pull — not slow, not fast. Deliberate.
What remained was raw, glistening, weeping. The nerve endings beneath sat fully exposed to open air for the first time in Alren's life covered in red blood, every micro-current of atmosphere against them registering as wrongness his brain had no framework to process.
"There." Leon held the nail up briefly, as though presenting evidence. "Those red fibers. Those are yours."
He placed his finger back against the exposed wound. The contact alone made Alren hiss through clenched teeth.
"Electro. One hundred and forty volts."
"You sick fu—"
*TRRRRRRRRRR.*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—"
His whole arm thrashed uselessly against its restraint. Veins stood out along his neck. His teeth cracked together hard enough that a back molar chipped.
The current ran directly into the exposed nerve cluster and stayed there, every millisecond of it a white-hot signal screaming straight up into his brain with nothing to interrupt it.
Leon released the skill.
The silence afterward felt physical.
"Hehehe." The sound came quietly, almost to himself. "Now that is a proper scream." He looked at Alren with something that might have been appreciation. "I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am."
Alren's head hung. His chest heaved. When he finally lifted his eyes, they were wet, not from crying, his body had simply reacted on its own and burning with pure, unfiltered hatred.
"You're a fucking monster."
"You're tougher than I expected." Leon said it like a compliment. He stood, rolled his shoulders, and placed both hands flat against either side of Alren's head, palms over his temples, fingers pressed firm against bone.
Alren's eyes widened. Something in his senses recognized what was about to happen before his mind could catch up.
"W-What are you—"
"Electro. Two hundred and ten volts." A pause. "Charge."
*TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.*
"AGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..."
The scream that came out wasn't a scream anymore. It was something beyond language a sound Alren's body produced entirely without his permission, torn from the chest and the throat and somewhere deeper than both. It traveled down the corridor and kept going, swallowed by the dungeon's stone throat, and still it sounded loud.
His jaw locked. His eyes rolled. Every muscle in his face contracted simultaneously brow, cheek, jaw pulling his features into a rigid, grimacing mask he had no control over. The current arced between his temples through the soft tissue of his skull, lighting up nerve pathways that had no business being lit, sending signals cascading through his motor cortex like a circuit board catching fire.
His bound hands tore at the restraints with the full, panicked strength of a body that wanted desperately to survive.
Leon released him.
Alren slumped. His breath came in shallow, shaking pulls. A thin line of saliva ran down his chin.
"Phew." Leon stepped back and looked him over with mild satisfaction. "That was a decent preview." He settled back into the throne.
"We're just getting started. So don't you dare break."
---
*Swish. Swish.*
Two figures dropped silently into the room — Rees and Dreulis, materialized from nothing, drawn by the screaming sound.
Dreulis's gaze went immediately to Alren. Then to Leon.
"I heard screaming."
"Small interrogation session." Leon waved a hand dismissively. "Nothing to concern yourself with."
Dreulis studied the ruined finger, the burn marks beginning to form at Alren's temples, the glassy vacancy in his eyes. "...Isn't he one of the Royal Castle's personal guards?"
"He is."
"Are you extracting information about the King? The castle?"
"No, I want to know who he actually answers to." Leon's voice cooled slightly. "Now be quiet and let me finish."
He rose again. Walked behind Alren's chair. Placed one open hand flat against the back of his neck, fingers spread, palm against the cervical vertebrae.
Alren felt it. The warmth of the hand. The waiting.
"N-No— please— I don't—I haven't—"
"Electro." A quiet smile appeared over Leon's face. "Three hundred and twenty volts. Charge."
*TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.*
The current hit the cervical nerve cluster like a hammer.
For one full second, every muscle in Alren's body locked simultaneously... jaw, neck, arms, chest, legs... a total systemic seizure, his body rigid as stone in the chair, every tendon pulled to its limit.
Then the shaking began.
His head snapped forward and back. His spine curved and straightened in rapid, violent spasms. His legs drummed against the floor.
*thud thud thud thud*.
The heels striking stone in a fast, helpless rhythm his body generated entirely on its own. The sound of it was somehow the worst part.
No scream came. His throat had locked shut with everything else. The only sound from him was a pressurized, high-pitched wheeze forcing itself out through a jaw clamped too tight to open.
White foam gathered at the corner of his mouth, crawling down his chin.
Leon removed his hand.
The shaking stopped. Alren's chin dropped to his chest. The foam dripped.
"...Did I kill him?" Leon walked around to face him, genuinely curious, and slapped him once across the face, sharp and hard.
*SLAP*
Alren's head snapped to the side.
Then—
"Haaaahhh—" A massive, drowning inhale, like a man surfacing from deep water. His eyes flew open, wild and unfocused, pupils blown wide.
When they finally found Leon's face, every trace of defiance in them was gone.
What replaced it was something much more honest.
"N-No—" His voice shook so badly the words fractured apart. "Stay away from me— please— I'll tell you— I'll tell you everything—" The words tumbled out over each other.
"I work for the King's third wife— Madam Luna R. Stark— I collect information and pass it to her, that's all, I swear, I swear on everything, I don't know anything else, please— please don't—"
Leon straightened up. Let out a slow breath through his nose.
"Luna R. Stark." Dreulis said the name quietly, turning it over. "I never trusted that woman to begin with." A brief pause, then a small shrug, as though filing it away.
"Can you show me that spell again?" He asked, stepping closer, his eyes fixed on Leon's hand with undisguised interest.
"Of course." Leon turned back toward Alren with a smile.
"No—" Alren's voice cracked. "No, I told you everything— I told you everything—"
Leon's hand closed over his mouth. Gentle. Unhurried. His fingers spread across Alren's jaw and lower face, muffling the words completely.
He leaned down until his eyes were level with Alren's.
"You did tell me everything," he said quietly. "Now... You are not use to me and as I said, I would make you regret to say those words."
He stood upright.
"Electro. Ten thousand volts."
*TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
What happened next didn't look like pain. It didn't look like anything human.
Alren's body ignited from the inside.
For two full seconds he was luminescent — a deep, pulsing blue light bleeding through the skin of his chest, his throat, the thin flesh of his closed eyelids, the webbing between his fingers, as though something vast and electrical had replaced his blood and was burning its way outward.
Then his body stopped shaking.
The light died.
A thin column of black smoke drifted upward from between his lips.
Leon released him and stepped back.
Where Alren's eyes had been, two dark, deflated things sat sunken in their sockets, burst by the pressure from within. A wide, branching pattern of black, like leafless winter trees, spread from the corners of his jaw outward across both cheeks, scorched deep into the skin.
The smoke kept rising, unhurried, dissolving into the ceiling and eerie silence covered the room.
*THUD*
Leon let go of Alren's dead body and sat down on the throne with a neutral expression on his face.
"Well... Can I take his body for some research purposes?" Dreulis asked as he looked at Leon.
"Okay." Leon replied as he turned to look at Dreulis.
"Thank you..." Dreulis spoke as he immediately unstrapped his hands from the stone chair and disappeared with the corpse.
*Swish*
"Master... what should we do about the king's wife? She knows where we all live." Rees spoke in a neutral tone as he looked at Leon.
"Should I go and kill her, Master?" Fruela asked with a serious expression.
"She is a queen, not some stupid girl walking on the streets, it's not easy to kill her or even touch her until she is inside that castle. Fruela... You will go and sit outside the castle and keep an eye on her for the next few days.
If she gets out, follow her and silently observe. Don't take any actions. Report back to me if you see anything unusual." Leon commanded.
"Yes, Master." Fruela spoke as she immediately disappeared from the room.
"Rees, I need you to read this and tell me if you find anything interesting." Leon spoke as he pulled out Dreulis' grimoire and handed it over to Rees.
"As you command, Master." Rees spoke as he took the grimoire and disappeared instantly.
"I need to get stronger." Leon spoke in a low voice as he stood up from the chair and picked up the Nyxter into his hands.
'I have to summon more creatures from hell and for that, I need corpses and Mana cores. Although I have more than enough money to buy mana cores from the Adventurer's Guild, but I doubt they will have anything above C-rank and if I bought so many cores at once, I will attract a whole lot of attention.' Leon thought with a neutral expression as he disappeared from the floor.
...
Fourth Floor,
Dusk is sleeping peacefully on the floor without any worries.
*Swish*
*Clap-Clap*
"Dusk, wake up." Leon spoke as he clapped his hands together.
"Hmm...? Master? Are we getting invaded?" Dusk asked as he immediately woke up and started looking around.
"No, we are going on a hunt. Let's go." He replied with a neutral expression.
"Hunt? As in monster hunt, Master?" Dusk asked with a confused expression.
"Yes... We are going deep into the forest so the returning duration can be long. So be prepared." Leon spoke with a neutral expression.
"Always prepared, Master." Dusk replied as he walked up to Leon.
"Good." Leon replied as he placed his hand over Dusk's head and both of them disappeared immediately.
...
Human Kingdom's Church,
A couple is standing inside the church and they are talking to Sister Miola.
The man is in his 30's and the wife looks a bit young, in her 20's, but her face is paled out and there is an apron tied to her head.
Both of them are wearing decent clothes, similiar to what a four star noble family would wear.
"Sister... She is getting worse day by day, no matter how much holy water I give her. Almost all of her hairs have fallen off and I can't see her like this. Please let us meet Mother Carrie." Her husband replied with a worried and sad expression.
"I can understand your worries but Mother Carrie is busy in tomorrow's preparations. Please come back tomorrow. I will make sure that once the festival ends, she will see both of you immediately.
Until then... Here, have some more holy water and wear this." Miola spoke as she took off her holy necklace and gave it to the sick woman.
"T-Thank you... *Cough-Cough-Cough* Thank you, Sister." She replied as she forced a smile on her face.
"We will take our leave now, Sister." Both of them spoke as they turned around and left the church at once.
Miola turned around and walked away as well with a sad expression.
...
Outside the church, the couple is walking back to their house.
"Darling, I will be alright. You don't have to worry about me too much. I will get good once we meet Sister Carrie." The wife spoke with a smile on her face.
"Y-Yeah..." Her husband replied with a forced smile but he wasn't happy at all.
"You won't get good at all. Not from that condition." A voice came from behind.
"Hmm...?" Both of them turned around and noticed a nun standing behind them. She was small and had blonde hair.
This nun was none other than Terisa.
"W-Who are you, sister ?" The husband asked with a confused expression.
"Who even cares about me ? You should care about what I have on me." She replied with a smile.
"What?" Both of them asked with confused expressions.
"I have the cure for your wife's condition." She replied.
"What!?" The husband asked with a serious expression as his eyes widened in shock.
"A-Are you serious, Sister?" He asked.
"I am pretty sure that once she consumes this... She will get back to normal immediately." Terisa spoke as she pulled out a black pill out of her pocket.
"T-Then... Please give it to us, Sister." The husband replied as he started walking towards the pill.
"We have to talk in private first." Terisa spoke as she immediately retrieved the pill.
"Y-Yes... Please come with us. Our house is not far from here." The wife spoke with a neutral expression.
...
Inside the house's dining room,
"What are your names? And how many children do you have ?" Terisa asked as she pointed towards the man.
"I am Tinter Durden and this is my wife, Lisa Durden. As you can see we are just a small four star noble household.
I don't have any children due to my wife's condition, but I love her more than myself and I want to save her at any cost, Sister." Tinter replied instantly.
"Good... Now I have this pill that can heal your wife but I am not giving it away for free. You understand?" Terisa asked with a neutral expression.
"B-But... Aren't you a nun? And we give big donations to the church every month. I-I just donated like 3 silver coins." Tinter asked, confused.
"Okay... What are you willing to do for your wife? My mistake... Dying wife?" Terisa asked with a smile.
"Anything... I will pay you with everything I have. Just give me the pill, Sister." He spoke with a serious expression.
"I don't want gold or silver coins. I just want a tiny thing. I want you to change your house, your kingdom and your church." Terisa replied with a smile.
"W-What!?" Both of them asked with shocked and confused expressions.