With a heavy heart, I had to say a temporary goodbye to the cute elf Aeli, but not before taking some protective measures for her.
I made sure that Aeli was protected by two blood knights hiding as a blood mark on her skin, the same ones that fought against Augusta. If they could hold a mid-level goddess, then protecting a single mortal should be easy.
Of course, it's not enough, but at least it would slow down the enemy long enough for me to arrive.
Speaking of the enemy, my plan is simple.
Just kill them all.
I don't care about the demons, or the queen, or the ritual.
They threatened my child. My child!
So they all must die.
I made my way back to my room at the inn, thinking of ways to force the enemy to reveal themselves without harming Aeli.
At first, I thought of calling my twin sister Vicky. She has more experience than I in intelligence gathering and making all sorts of wicked plans,
But then I remembered her "emotional issues" and decided against it.
"..."
To be fair, I don't want her to constantly breathe down my neck and judge me on my life choices. Also, knowing her, she will try to kill Aeli out of jealousy.
She is my twin sister, and I love her, but ever since she was reborn, her dragon nature unleashed her inner self to a degree that I've never seen before. She became more aggressive and possessive than I.
A fucking yandere.
The only reason she didn't lock me up is that I'm still stronger than her, but with the OP bullshit power and skills that I gave her,
I start to fear for my future.
"This is not the time to be thinking about that." I shook my head to clear my thoughts.
As I entered my room, I was greeted by a dark elf raining golden showers on the human slave girl.
Vespera was standing over the cowering slave girl, a look of pure, haughty disdain on her face as she relieved herself. The golden liquid streamed down like a waterfall right into the girl's open, willing mouth.
The girl, for her part, seemed to be in heaven. Her eyes were closed, her face tilted up to receive the "gift," her hands clasped together as if in prayer.
"Oh my~... What a surprise," I said, leaning against the doorframe, my arms crossed over my chest. "You really do have something for piss, Pointy."
Vespera didn't even flinch. She just finished her business, shaking the last few drops onto the girl's tongue before elegantly tucking herself back into her leather trousers.
"I was just using a toilet, nothing more," Vespera said, her voice as cool and smooth as polished obsidian. "And this one seems to enjoy the taste."
"I'm glad you're having fun," I said, walking into the room and sitting down on the bed before ordering the slave girl to leave. "Did you manage to contact Liliana?"
Vespera nodded and informed me that Liliana confirmed everything I said to the dark elf about the goddess and her temple. Moreover, it appears that Liliana understood what was going on and played along with my plan, saying that I was the goddess's messenger.
What a smart girl. I'll make sure to breed her later.
"Tell me, Ves, how can I meet the queen?" I asked, my mind already racing with plans.
"The queen does not grant audiences to just anyone," Vespera said, her lips curling into a small, mocking smile. "Especially not to outsiders like us. Her court is a nest of vipers, and she is the most venomous of them all."
"However, the Purification Ritual is in two nights," Vespera continued, a thoughtful look on her face. "The queen will be holding a grand feast, and she will make a public appearance."
"Perfect," I said, a predatory grin spreading across my face. "I'll just crash the party."
"You can't just... crash the queen's feast," Vespera said, her disbelief evident in her tone. "You'll be killed before you even get within a hundred feet of her."
"Who said anything about killing?" I said, my grin widening. "I'm just going to have a little chat with her. And if she's not willing to listen... Well, a good dicking is always a good way to make a woman see reason."
Vespera's eyebrows shot up at my words.
"I see you are not shy about your... methods," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Why should I?" I shrugged. "It works."
I stood up and walked over to the window, looking out at the city below. The elven architecture was a marvel to behold, a seamless blend of nature and magic. Towers of living wood reached for the sky, their branches intertwined with glowing vines. Bridges of woven light connected the buildings, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the sound of singing birds.
"Two days is enough time to prepare," I said to myself.
"I will need a dress, a very pretty one," I said, turning to Vespera. "Something that screams 'I'm here to fuck shit up,' but also 'I'm a lady.'"
"I know just the place," Vespera's lips curled into a sly smile. "The finest tailor in the entire kingdom. His creations are so exquisite, they are said to be woven from moonlight and enchanted with starlight."
"Sounds expensive," I said, a dark chuckle vibrating in my throat. "Good thing I don't plan on paying with gold. Or at least, not the kind he's used to."
Vespera let out a short, sharp laugh. She knew my style by now. Gold was for mortals; I dealt in the kind of influence that could make or break a lineage.
"Don't worry, with a cock as big as yours, he'll probably pay you for a fuck," she said with a smirk. "But before that, we have to get you an invitation."
"How?" I asked, my interest piqued.
"I know someone... a broker," Vespera said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "She can get you anything you want... for a price."
"Money opens doors, blood keeps them shut," I recited the old saying, my mind already working on the details. "I'm sure we can come to an... agreement."
"Probably," Vespera continued, her expression turning serious. "She's... a strange one. Sometimes she would ask for things other than gold, like killing a monster, gathering materials, retrieving an artifact, or just an interesting story."
"She sounds like my kind of person," I said with a grin. "I hope sex is on the list, too."
"With her? It's usually at the top of the list. The question is whether she'll want it gentle, brutal, or ritualistic," Vespera replied, her eyes dancing with a mix of warning and curiosity.
"But be careful, Morgana. She doesn't just take your body; she likes to peel back the layers of your soul. She's a High Elf outcast nicknamed the Broker. They say she was once the Royal Archivist before she developed a... 'distaste' for the Queen's hypocrisy."
"What are we waiting for?" I said, already feeling the thrill of the hunt.
"Aaa... Morgana, can we?" Vespera suddenly asked, her voice trailing off.
"Hmm?" I turned to her, a question in my eyes.
She didn't answer with words. Instead, she slowly removed her clothes, her movements fluid and deliberate. Her dark, slender body was a work of art, her skin pale and smooth like polished marble. Her breasts were small and firm, her nipples dark and erect.
Then she went down on her knees, her head bowed in submission.
"I want to be of service to you, messenger," she said, her voice a soft, worshipful murmur. "Let me... please you."
Fuck me... my stamina was already at the limit, and my balls were empty like a desert after fucking Aeli, but the sight of this proud, haughty dark elf kneeling before me, offering herself so willingly, was too much to resist.
"Fine..." I sighed, a small smile playing on my lips. "But don't expect me to last long."
"I don't care," she said, her hands moving to unbuckle my belt. "I just want to taste you... to feel you... to be filled by you and pray to our goddess."
...
I know I said that I'm not going to last long, but it turned into a two-hour-long session. The room was a mess, the bed was broken, and Vespera was a wrecked, cum-filled mess.
"Haa... haa... ha... I'm... I'm sorry..." Vespera apologized, her body trembling as she lay on the floor, her limbs entangled with the broken bedframe.
I was just sitting on a chair, drinking a bottle of wine, watching her with a lazy smile.
"Don't worry about it," I said, my voice husky from the exertion. "I enjoyed it."
"I'm glad... my... messenger," she said, her eyes fluttering closed as exhaustion finally overtook her.
I finished my wine and stood up, my body feeling strangely energized.
"Can we go now?" I asked, looking at Vespera, who was already passed out on the floor.
"...I need to take a bath... first."