Shiro's Sanctum

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The Guild of Gamers: The Sage

Chapter 03: A Beary Good Time

So, it turns out there is nowhere in this world to put my ship and my pet Kraken. The nearest ocean is very far away and that makes me sad.

And by sad, I mean annoyed, and when I'm annoyed, someone's going to die.

I haven't decided where yet, but I'm putting an ocean closer to Nazarick. Surely this world doesn't need all its Kingdoms, right?

For now I've made do by creating a new level to Nazarick that's simply a massive ocean, because I'm a pirate at heart and I love the oceans.

I put it before the final level of Nazarick, and it's an easy puzzle floor. All you have to do is find the key to unlock the portal, both of which are currently in caves at the bottom of the ocean.

I hope any intruders can breathe underwater otherwise the several thousand miles deep ocean trench might be a slight issue for them.

And if that doesn't get them?

As a massive tentacle brushes against my face, surprisingly gently for something several times thicker than my body, I chuckle and pat it.

"There, there, Ocora. I'm sorry I left you behind," I chuckle, looking up at the many glowing blue eyes on my familiar's face as it towers over my ship. "Thanks, lad, I appreciate the help," I say, making Kuro chuckle.

"It was no problem, cute pet you have there," Kuro says waving me off.

Heh, I suppose it takes someone as strong as him to see the beast that was heralded as being a sign of the apocalypse in my old world as 'cute'.

"He's a good boy, but who knows what trouble he'd have gotten into with me gone," I say, watching as Ocora sinks back into the oceans, getting used to his new home.

"Nah, he only sank an island or two before I grabbed him. I think he was sulking," Kuro chuckles. "Anyway, I'll leave you to it. Things to see, people to do, you know how it is," Kuro says, giving me a lazy wave as he vanishes into a cloud of black smoke.

"L-Lord Black, who was that?" Albedo asks carefully, shivering in place as she slowly regains her colour.

Hmm, I guess Kuro's aura was rather overwhelming even for someone as strong as her.

"Oh, he's just a friend who helped me out of a bind," I say simply, patting her on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it, he might be a bit of a beast but he means Nazarick no harm."

My simple words make her brighten up and relax, her faith in me is charming.

"Of course, Lord Black," Albedo says simply, bowing deeply as her breasts bounce at the action. "So, this is your ship, Lord Black?"

"It is, with this I ruled the waves, sunk armadas and broke empires," I say as I walk through my ship, heading to the captain's quarters with a smile.

My nation was completely waterlocked, so when I took over the seas they were at my mercy. I erected a ward across the entire world disrupting teleportation magic, and made sure no help would ever make it to the fools.

Any ship that tried to either escape or approach was sunk, either by me, by Ocora or by the typhoons and whirlpools I summoned.

I've been an arch druid, the grand court wizard, a pirate king and a dark lord. Heh, I lived a damn good life.

"Are you looking for something, my lord?" Albedo asks as I look around the cabin.

"No, lass. Just reminiscing, that's all. It's a bad habit of old codgers like me when we get to the later end of our life" I joke, making her step forward quickly.

"You aren't old, my Lord. You are an ageless supreme being, old age is for lesser beings," Albedo says fervently, making me chuckle. "

"Don't worry, Albedo. Age isn't going to take me from Nazarick. I might be ancient but there's plenty of youth left in these bones," I reassure her with a laugh.

I've gotten old once, it didn't suit me.

"Of course, my lord. My apologies, the mere thought of you being taken from us is horrifying for me- no, for all of Nazarick," Albedo says, squeaking in surprise as I pull her into a one armed hug.

I'm… big.

It comes from my time as an arch druid, my tight body with nature keeping my body at its peak. The other Druids joked that I was a bear of a man even when I wasn't wildshaped into one.

I'm damn near seven foot tall when I'm not slouching, and I have more muscles than almost any warrior under my robes.

It also didn't help that my preferred method of fighting, even as an Archmage, was to imbue my body with magic and simply beat my opponents to death.

I tried using weapons, but the shoddy craftsmanship meant they always broke under the strain of my magic.

Albedo is tall, but even still I've got a head over her and she seems tiny pulled against my body, but she certainly doesn't complain as she stares up at me in adoration.

"I'm not going anywhere. I've got a world to conquer and all the loot that comes with it to enjoy," I say, watching as her face turns red at the feeling of my large hand resting on her ass over her thin white dress. "The best food to taste, the finest treasure to hoard and the most beautiful women to claim, how could I die with so much to look forward to?"

"Am I one of those women, my lord? Do you plan to claim me?" Albedo asks, pushing her soft, curvy ass back against my groping hand as I grin down at her.

"Why would I claim you when you're already mine, aren't you?" I ask, making her nod rapidly, blushing fiercely.

"Of course, my apologies for my words. All those within Nazarick are yours, my Lord. I didn't mean to imply we weren't," Albedo says quickly, even as a moan slips out as my groping grows rougher.

"Good girl, in fact I have a new duty for you, Albedo," I say as I let her go, moving to the massive bed in the centre of the cabin as her eyes widen, rubbing her thighs together in excitement.

"W-what would that be, my lord?" Albedo asks, making me grin.

"All men are fools when they let their second head do their thinking for them, even me. As my servant, it's your duty to make sure I make all my decisions with my mind clear from things like lust," I say seriously, clicking my fingers as my clothes disappear, Albedo gasping as her eyes lock onto the frankly impressive manhood hanging between my legs.

I've been reliably informed that I'm well equipped, from experienced succubi queens who have taken a thousand dicks before I came around to virginal Elven princesses who gave their first kisses to my shaft.

"Wait… I heard Lord Peroroncino discussing this before! He bought something Lady Bukubukuchagama helped make and it wasn't until he achieved… I believe he called it 'post-nut clarity' that he realised his mistake," Albedo says excitedly. "He claimed he couldn't look Lady Bukubukuchagama in the face for a week, but I didn't understand why."

Sounds like Peroro-something had quite the troublesome life.

"Exactly, my dear. It's a problem for all men, supreme beings included," I say with a nod. "Which is why I'm doing the responsible thing and making sure I have 'post-nut clarity' as often as possible, as all leaders should. With so many beautiful women around, my lust is constantly building so it's your duty to take responsibility for it."

"O-of course, Lord Black!" Albedo says, excited but hesitant. Heh, a virgin succubus?

Not for long.

"S-should I take my clothes off first or should I keep them on?" Albedo asks, moving closer as she looks down at my erect cock.

"Lose the dress, but keep the gloves on," I say, looking at the long silky white gloves she's wearing with a nod.

She might be fairly nervous but she certainly doesn't hesitate as her dress hits the floor before the words can even finish leaving my mouth, leaving me unsurprised at her lack of underwear.

Looking over her body, I nod to myself in approval, making her beam proudly as she watches me take in her naked body.

Her creator did good work making her, because he obviously spent a lot of time and effort designing this seductive body.

Her breasts are even bigger than I realised, her dress must be rather tight indeed, and she has the cutest little pink nipples topping each of them, and she has curvy child-bearing hips just begging to be grabbed.

I bet she's tighter than some of the virgin princesses I've defiled, but I won't be fucking her today.

"Beautiful, my dear… now bring that slutty body over here," I order, watching her rush forwards, uncaring of my insulting words. "You're a virgin, aren't you Albedo?"

"I am, my lord," Albedo answers immediately, letting out a moan as I reach forwards and grope her breasts, squeezing and molesting the large milky-white tits for my amusement.

"Then we'll start small, kneel between my legs and grasp my shaft," I command, watching her fall to her knees immediately, her breasts bouncing as she does.

Gently taking my shaft into her hand, she gives it an experimental stroke as I smile down at her approvingly.

Her fingers don't quite meet as she tries to wrap her hand around it, but the silky feeling of her gloves and her gradually speeding up strokes make me smile at the feeling.

"Give it a kiss, Albedo," I say, watching her blush deepen.

"My first kiss~ I'll happily give it to your manhood, Lord Black," Albedo says, her tone growing sultry and hungry as she leans forwards and plants her lips on the tip, her lips immediately parting as she starts to take my cock into her mouth, staring up at me in adoration.

Her succubi instincts must be awakening as her other hand reaches up to gently fondle my balls.

Despite her status as a virgin, she doesn't stop as she takes more and more of my length into her mouth, because no succubus has a gag reflex.

Reaching down, I grasp her horns with both hands and gently guide her to take my cock to the base, her nose digging into my lower stomach as I grin.

"Good girl, now stay still and start sucking for me," I say as I rise, starting to thrust into her mouth.

I want to introduce my precious succubus subordinate to her true nature, so starting with a facefuck seems like a good idea.

She's still a succubus after all, and a virgin succubus is a crime.

She proves my faith in her heritage as she obediently starts to suck, her cheeks sucked in as her mouth becomes a vacuum, her tongue lapping at the underside of my shaft.

It's been a while for me, as with Albedo worshipping my cock with such an adoring expression I can't bring myself to hold back as I thrust into her waiting mouth again and again.

"I'm gonna cum, and you're not to waste a single drop," I order, feeding your succubus is an important part of keeping them happy and not trying to eat your souls.

And what better meal for a succubus than a steady diet of cum?

I can see the determination in her eyes as she prepares for her first taste of my cum, the first of many loads I plan to blow down her tight little throat, which makes me smile proudly at her as I let out a deep grunt, slamming my hips forwards and release my seed into her waiting mouth.

Albedo's eyes widen as she tastes my semen start to flood her mouth, swallowing rapidly to handle my considerable load without any leaking out.

With a sigh, I pull back as I feel the last spurt escape me, watching as she opens her mouth to catch the last string of cum, before she closes it and swallows

Opening it again, she sticks out her tongue to show how empty her mouth is, before closing it.

"Did I do a good job, my lord?" Albedo asks, making me smile and gently pat her head.

"You did, you're a fast learner," I praise, making her smile up at me before she pauses.

"But you're still hard…" Albedo says, taking my shaft in her hand again and stroking it, seeing how erect it remains.

"Ah, that's not your fault. Like I said, there's a lot of life in this body of mine and it takes more than one round to tire me out," I say easily, making her eyes narrow in determination.

"Then I won't rest until you are satisfied," Albedo says as she grabs her breasts and leans forward, trapping my now wet shaft between her pillowy cleavage as she pushes her breasts together. "I heard Lady Bukubukuchagama talking about this once, so please my lord, sit back and let me pleasure you with my breasts."

Well, I'm not one to ignore such a polite request.

Heaving her chest, she leans down to kiss my tip as it peeks out from her bountiful cleavage, drooling down onto it to make my passage smoother.

"Please, my lord, cum on your slutty servant's face. Paint me with your seed," Albedo says, her tone sultry as she locks eyes with me. "I want to feel your seed drying on my face as I go about my day. I want everyone to see my face covered in your hot, sticky cum."

Either Bukubukuchagama was a very interesting person, or Albedo's succubus nature is stronger than I thought.

Or maybe she's just a natural slut and her nature has nothing to do with it, since the succubi of my world won't be the same as a succubus in this world.

It's not so easy to get me to cum a second time, but Albedo doesn't let it put her off or slow down as she services me, and after a few minutes or so I feel my balls start to churn as my cock twitches in its pillowy confines.

She feels it as well as her eyes widen in pride and anticipation.

Apparently she meant her earlier words as she moves back, firmly grasping my shaft again as she strokes it quickly, not even flinching as the first spurt splatters against her face, some dripping down onto her breasts.

Closing her eyes, she calmly kneels there and takes the rest of my load, some staining her raven-black hair.

Wiping the strand covering her eye, she opens her golden eyes again and smiles up at me, sticky white seed coating her face and breasts.

Even if I was going to go soft before, I definitely won't be growing soft with a sight like this in front of me.

"You're still hard," Albedo says simply, before she smiles and leans back down and takes my cock between her lips again, never breaking eye contact.

"Heh, good girl."

— Later —

Sitting in my office, because I have an office apparently, I close my eyes and expand my senses.

As an Arch Druid, I can easily borrow the senses of any animal in my range and with my edict I've planted my roots deep in this land.

You'd think that my range would be limited to my jungle, but you'd be wrong. My edicts have already started to spread my influence across this kingdom, and with it my range has grown far and wide.

You'd be surprised at what people say when they think no-one is listening, and who pays attention to a bird on the windowsill or a mouse under the bed?

Grunting slightly, I lean back, gripping my chair as Albedo extracts another load of my seed, happily kneeling beneath my desk.

Hm, it looks like that little village at the edge of my jungle is in a spot of bother. That really won't do.

Watching from the eyes of a hawk, I frown as I watch armoured knights charge at the village. I have plans for that village and if they destroy it I'm going to be mildly inconvenienced.

And I hate being inconvenienced.

As Albedo goes to start again, I push my chair back and stand up, making her stop and stare up at me.

"Albedo, raise the security in Nazarick to its highest. I'm going to go play with the locals, they're messing with my plans and as such they've lost their living privileges," I say darkly, making her eyes widen as she rises.

"My lord, please allow me to join you. You should not travel without a guard, how would we lay down our lives to protect you if you-" Albedo starts, making me narrow my eyes.

"I won't allow it, I have a plan and I must do this alone to see it done. Besides, I want you to tell the others this. I forbid any of the inhabitants of Nazarick to die, even if you think it's to protect me," I order, making her eyes widen. "I won't allow it, you're all mine and I refuse to lose a single one of you, from the Guardians to the servants. Besides, I'm not so weak as to need you to lay down your lives to protect me. Have some faith in your lord."

"I, yes, Lord Black!" Albedo says, dropping to one knee and placing a hand against her chest. It'd look like the perfect position for someone swearing loyalty if that same chest wasn't covered in cum. "I will relay your orders to the entirety of Nazarick.

"Good girl, now it's time I got to work. I need to shake some of the dust of these old bones anyway," I say, smiling as I start to form a scheme.

— Enri Emmot —

Running from the soldiers, she dragged Nemu behind her as she fled towards the dense forest that had sprung up overnight.

It was dangerous, villagers had already been lost to the new beasts of the forest, but dying to a beast would almost be preferable to being captured by the soldiers.

She'd seen how they were treating the other female villagers who they managed to grab, and at least a beast would end it quickly.

They were making distance, the heavy armour of the soldiers slowing them down, but she knew she wasn't that lucky and as Nemu tripped over a thick root, falling to the ground with a pained shout, Emir's eyes widened.

The way Nemu's leg was twisted told her that Nemu wouldn't be running anymore, tearful brown eyes staring up at her.

Seeing the soldiers gaining on them, she didn't even consider running and leaving Nemu as she threw herself in between her little sister and the approaching men.

Seeing her attempts to flee come to a halt, one of them laughed, sword in hand as they caught up with them.

"Done running, little rabbits?" he asked, a foul smirk on his face as he approached her, lifting his sword and pointing it at her chest.

"P-please, just let my sister go," Enri pleaded, making them both laugh. "Y-you can do what you want with me, but please let Nemu go."

"You're right, we can do what we want to you," the first man said, sharing a dark look with the other. "We can do whatever we want with her as well."

Eyes widening at the implication in his tone, she glanced at her crying sister.

Sheathing his sword approached her, the man gave her a dark smile making her push him away.

"Nemu, run!" Enri cried, throwing herself at the man in the hopes of buying her some time, hoping beyond hope that her injury wasn't as bad as it looked.

The man simply backhanded her, far larger than her as she tumbled to the ground, landing face first with a pained yelp.

Feeling the man move on top of her, she held in her tears as she felt her skirt being pulled up and over her backside.

Nemu tried to stand, immediately collapsing as her leg gave way, unable to run as the second man approached her, shuffling back in fear as she stared up at him.

"Leave her alone!" Enri shouted, even as she felt her underwear being yanked down, making the men laugh as she heard the man's trousers being undone.

Her shouts were for nothing as the man grabbed Nemu by her hair and dragged her closer to Enri, tossing her in front of her sister so they were face to face in the ground.

Nemu's whimpers almost distracted her from the feeling of something hard and hot resting between her buttocks, even as she watched the other man undo his own trousers with a cruel smirk on his face.

Feeling the thing against her butt move, she shuddered as she felt it prod against her lower lips, rubbing along her slit as he prepared to defile her.

"My, my, what a pair you two are."

The deep rumbling voice that echoed throughout the forest made both men freeze, the man behind her standing up as he fumbled for his sword.

Nemu's would-be rapist went to do the same before the forest itself seemed to take offence to his existence, thick vines rising up and entangling him as he went to scream, cut off as a thick vine wrapped around his head, muffling his shout for help.

Pulling Nemu away from the now bound man, she turned to look at the other man, seeing him hanging in the air, eyes wide in terror as more and more vines wrapped around him.

The sounds of heavy footsteps made them all turn towards the forest, watching as the large figure of a man slowly walked towards them, hard to see in the darkness of the forest.

As he got closer, her eyes widened at the sheer size of the man approaching them as he stopped a few feet away, looking around with deep red eyes.

The monster of a man was shirtless, just wearing a pair of trousers that seemed to be made out of some kind of fur.

His graying beard went all the way down to his incredibly muscular chest, but while he was obviously older, he had none of the signs of ageing that she'd seen in the older villagers, no wrinkles or tiredness to his powerful steps.

And he was absolutely massive, as she rose to her feet and helped Nemu up and steadied her so she didn't have to put pressure on her injured foot, still having to stare up at him, Nemu could sit on her shoulders and she'd still be looking up at him.

Nemu didn't even reach his waist, and Enri was barely eye level with his nipples.

"W-who are you?" Enri asked, making the man look down at her with a surprisingly kind smile beneath his heavy facial hair.

"Just a wandering druid, lass. Came to investigate this forest, the beasts in it seem quite troublesome but it looks like I've found a different kind of beast," the man said with a harsh laugh, looking at the two men bound by vines. "The names Henry."

A druid?! Nfirea had told her about them. Magic users who commanded nature itself.

"I-I'm Enri, Lord Henry, this is my sister Nemu," Enri said quickly, not wanting to disrespect the man who looked like he could pull her head off with his bare hands.

"I'm no Lord, just Henry," Henry laughed, before turning to the men. "I have a decent idea of what's going on, an eagle saw your village being attacked and the jungle told me of your pursuit. So, what to do with these two?" Henry mumbled, rubbing his chin before he turned back to them.

Looking them over, she quickly remembered that while her skirt had fallen back into place, her underwear was currently around her ankles, making her quickly go to pull them up, freezing as he approached her with a strange look in his eyes.

A hand reached towards her as she flinched back, freezing in place before she realised that it wasn't reaching towards her at all.

It was reaching towards Nemu as Henry fell to one knee and gently grasped Nemu's small frame and made her lay down on her back.

"Wai-" Enri started, watching Henry's hand lower from the frozen Nemu's waist towards the bottom of her dress, freezing herself as Henry glanced her way, the deep red gaze paralysing her.

Reaching Nemu's bare leg, he gripped the bottom of Nemu's dress and started to lift it up, exposing more and more of her little sister's bare legs.

"H-Henry, please-"

"Shush lass," Henry said, cutting her off as he lifted the dress up enough to expose Nemu's tiny white panties… and the nasty gash on Nemu's leg. "Knew I smelt blood, looks like you've twisted something as well. Shouldn't be standing with an injury like this," Henry scolded, his hand glowing a soft green as he placed it on her upper thigh.

As he moved his hand away, her eyes widened seeing unblemished flesh where the wound had been, his hand moving to her foot as he gently lifted her leg with one hand and placed his other hand on the twisted ankle, repeating the process.

Having achieved his goal, Henry stood back up and watched as Nemu slowly rose, testing her formerly injured leg.

"I-it doesn't hurt!" Nemu said in surprise, making Henry chuckle as he placed a massive hand on Nemu's head, ruffling her hair.

"I should hope not, I deal with animals more than people but I'm not that rusty," Henry chuckled, turning back to the two men. "Now, what to do with you two?"

Henry stared at them for a moment, before he turned to her with a questioning look in his eye.

Was he asking her to decide? She was just a villager, but for the briefest moment she wished he'd kill them both.

And he apparently sensed that as he nodded

"Come girls, let's go back to your village and put a stop to their fun," Henry said, patting her on the shoulder.

"What about them?" Enri asked, making him smile darkly.

"The jungle will handle these fools," Henry said simply as he started walking, Nemu chasing after him.

She followed behind and for a brief moment, turned to look at the two men, now prone and bound to the ground by the vines.

And coming into the clearing she saw wolves, ten at least as they started to circle the defenseless men.

One of the men was facing her, his trousers still down as his eyes pleaded for help.

She turned and followed Henry without a word, as a small smile grew on her face.

As they reached the edge of the for- No, the jungle, she froze as she spotted a brown bear sitting waiting for them.

She'd seen bears before, brown bears were much more dangerous than black ones, but this bear took the prize for the most dangerous one she'd ever seen.

Mostly because it was about five times bigger than any brown bear she'd seen before, bigger than any horse as Henry approached it, patting its head.

"Ursa, we're in a rush. Let these two ride your back," Henry ordered, watching as the bear lowered itself to the ground, Nemu gasping as Henry picked her up and placed her on Ursa's back. "Hold his fur tightly, you won't hurt him," Henry said as he gestured for her to climb on as well.

Cautiously, she climbed on the massive bear's back and felt her eyes widen at how soft the beast was, Nemu holding onto her back as Ursa rose.

"What about you?" Nemu asked, making Henry chuckle.

"Oh, I think I'll be fine," Henry laughed as he turned towards the village and started to run.

Leaping forwards, his body shifted and grew as he transformed into a bear the same size as Ursa, both charging towards the village with incredible speed.

They reached the edge in no time at all, and she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the look of terror on the soldiers faces as Henry leapt forwards and pounced onto one of them, his massive maw opening and biting down on the pinned man's head.

"Nemu, press your face into my back," Enri ordered, feeling her obey as Ursa simply charged through a group of soldiers, decapitating one of them with a single swing of his claws.

Tossing the ripped off head away, Henry rose to his two hind legs, taller than the buildings around them as he let out a ear-shattering roar, vines rising to his call as they bound the soldiers, tight enough to make the armour they were wrapping around creak and bend.

Shrinking back down to his human form, Henry glared at the confused and scared soldiers with a savage grin on his face.

"Come, cowards. You were enjoying your hunt when it was against such defenceless prey, where has your excitement gone?" Henry laughed, watching as one of the soldiers who had escaped the vines charged him with his sword drawn.

As the man swung his sword, Henry didn't even move, letting it slash against his bare chest with a scornful laugh as the blade bounced off his muscles without even leaving a scratch.

The soldier's eyes widened, but he had no time to reconsider his life choices as Henry lashed out at him with a meaty fist, everyone's eyes widening as the man's head simply… disappeared.

She hadn't been able to follow Henry's movements, his hand was at his side then it was extended, but as a thud drew her attention, she spotted the severed head on the ground, having only stopped because it hit one of the buildings, leaving a blood splatter.

"Ha, and you pissants thought you were strong?" Henry laughed, wiping his bloodstained hand on his trousers. "And here I was hoping some of you could at least give me a work out."

Grinning, Henry started to move towards the soldiers as Ursa let out a roar, both charging at the frozen men.

Some of them tried to run, wrapped in vines long before they managed to escape the village, others tried to fight, finding that their weapons could hurt neither Henry or Ursa as blades and arrows bounced off their bodies.

At some point Ursa stopped so they could get off his back, ignoring a rather determined soldier who was slashing at his side until they were safely on the ground.

After which Ursa simply turned around and bit the man's head off.

Another soldier tried to take her hostage, maybe thinking he could barter for his life since she arrived with Henry, but the vines lashed out at him before he even got close, wrapping around his neck and dragging him away from her and Nemu.

As the vine lynched the man, she stared not in shock but in awe.

This was the wrath of nature, directed by Henry.

She wasn't the only one being protected, a wall of roots rising to block an arrow that went too wide and almost hit one of the villagers.

Henry and the very land was protecting them, and to make things easier she started gathering up the survivors, trying not to think about the amount of unarmoured bodies she could see.

Her parents were dead, she watched that happen, but they were just two of many that the bastards had slaughtered without mercy.

So she had no pity for them as Ursa and Henry tore them apart, quite literally.

"Enri, who is that?" one of the villagers asked as she finished gathering everyone she could see, a circle of roots grew around them, shielding them.

"His name is Henry, he's a druid and my saviour," Enri said seriously, hugging Nemu against her. "He came to investigate the jungle, but he decided to intervene and save me and Nemu when the animals told him we were under attack."

Maybe it was the complete seriousness in her voice, the near-fervour, but her tone seemed to relax the other villagers, safe within the roots as Henry delivered nature's wrath upon the attackers.

She couldn't see anymore, not with the roots blocking her vision, but she could hear and as the panicked shouts and screams died down, she watched the roots slowly retract.

Corpses littered the ground, Ursa was casually snacking on one of the soldiers and Henry was covered in blood, but the calm smile on his face made her shyly smile back.

"I know you all must be scared, but I want you to gather the bodies of your fellow villagers in the square, please just trust me for now," Henry said as he made a gesture at the sky, clouds forming and a cleansing rain starting to come down and wash the blood away

The villagers hesitated, in shock at the scene before them even as the vines started to drag the soldiers out of the village.

"We can do that," Enri said as she approached Henry, giving him a smile which he returned, reaching down and patting her head as he did Nemu before. "Well, our saviour asked us to do something," Enri said seriously, making the men of the village start to move and a feeling of relief started to move through the crowd, realising that it was over and that they had survived.

She hated the jungle at first, it scared her and so did the beasts that lived within it, but it brought Henry to their little village and they'd all be dead without him.

Nature was scary, but it was also fair.

Watching Nemu run up to Henry, she smiled as he knelt down to pat her head, still much taller than her.

— Later —

At Henry's urging, they'd gathered the bodies of those who fell before Henry arrived and laid them out in the middle of the village.

It was far more dignified than the mound of corpses Henry had made outside the village for the soldiers, but even still it wasn't that dignified.

She tried not to look at her parent's bodies, her eyes flickering over to them despite her best efforts as she comforted Nemu, hugging her sobbing sister.

Henry had spent the time going around healing the wounds of the villagers, gaining their trust as they came to accept that the massive man meant well.

It was hard to dislike Henry, his cheerful attitude and helpful nature had quickly won over the village to the point where people weren't even scared of the massive bear that had decided to take a nap in the middle of the village, having eaten its fill of soldiers.

"Mr. Henry, what should we do now?" one of the men asked, drawing Henry's attention away from where he'd been petting Ursa.

"You've done your part, now it's my turn," Henry said as he walked towards the bodies, looking over them all slowly. "Just sit back and watch as nature provides a miracle," Henry said as he knelt down and placed his hand on the ground.

As he touched the dirt beneath him, the entire area started to glow with the same soft green light he healed people with, the wounds on the corpses closing up, even some limbs regrowing as Henry closed his eyes and focused.

As the first dead villager sat up with a gasp, she heard people gasping, watching as more and more of the former corpses rose up.

At some point she was aware of Nemu running from her arms to hug their resurrected parents, but even with the joy she felt blossoming in her chest, she didn't join the hug as her eyes remained locked on Henry.

She was wrong before, Henry wasn't her saviour.

He was her God.

— Gazef Stronoff —

The village was full of action as they arrived, but as he dismounted his horse, he stared in shock.

It wasn't the burning village and corpses he was expecting, but a celebration in full swing even as some of the villagers spotted him and his men, stiffening in worry. A young girl ran into the distance, not scared but with a determined look on her face.

There were corpses, a mountain of them at the edge of the forest, but none of them seemed to be villagers. So how did a mostly defenseless village manage to defeat the raiders?

The massive bear that placed itself between him and the village gave him an idea, bigger than some deadly monsters he'd fought over the years, and the equally giant man who arrived shortly afterward made him tense up.

Something about the man just screamed 'power' to Gazef, possibly the fact that he had to look up slightly to meet the man's stern gaze or the fact that the man was more muscular than him despite his constant training.

"I hope I'm not going to have to wipe out a second group of soldiers today, Ursa has eaten his fill already," the man said confidently, the ground almost shaking with his steps as he patted the bear on the head.

"Then it was you that slew these men?" Gazef asked, gesturing for his men to stay back as he approached.

"It was," the man confirmed, offering no further information.

"Then you have my thanks, because my men and I would have been too late," Gazef said with a bow. "I am Gazef Stronoff, the Warrior Captain of the Re-Estize Kingdom. I came here to put a stop to the raiders attacking our villages on my king's orders, but it appears you beat me to it."

His words made the villagers relax, even if some of them looked distrustful or scornful. He didn't blame them, why would they be thankful to him when he would have arrived in time to find their corpses?

More importantly, the behemoth of a man relaxed and gave him a smile, the feeling of danger fading.

"Ahh, then you're welcome. I am Henry, a crazy old hermit and druid, now raise your head lad, a captain couldn't be bowing to some loony old man," Henry said, walking forwards and patting him on the shoulder.

He was embarrassed that the pat was enough to make his knees buckle slightly, giving him an idea of the pure power held within the massive frame.

"A druid? Are you an adventurer then?" Gazef asked, making Henry chuckle.

"Nothing like that. I normally remain in the forest, but I came here after I sensed someone warping the land itself," Henry said, looking towards the massive jungle that loomed over the village even now.

Ah, of course a druid would be interested in a suddenly appearing jungle. It was good fortune then?

"I see, I saw the jungle but my priority was on the villages," Gazef admitted, making Henry smile. "Have you learned anything, if so I'd like to know so I can pass it back onto my king. I imagine the kingdom is quite worried about its new addition."

"They should be. I'd almost be impressed with their work if it wasn't for the corruption spreading through the entire jungle," Henry said, making his eyes widen. "The jungle is cursed, deeply so, and the curse is spreading as the jungle grows. I don't know what the curse is meant to do, but I intend to find out. At the very least, I can say that there is necromancy involved here, I was attacked by undead beasts while exploring the jungle. No threat to me of course, but I imagine they'd be a threat to any adventurers," Henry explained, before he gestured at the corpses. "The curse has tried to raise these fools as undead, I stopped it and I intend to burn the bodies, but the curse is far more advanced than just a simple necromantic effect."

Henry clearly knew what he was talking about; and this curse was spreading? The moment he was done here he'd need to alert the king, he might have to try and convince Henry to return with him.

"You intend to study this curse then?" Gazef asked, making Henry nod.

"Aye, in all my years I haven't seen a curse as complex as this, nor have I felt the lands be corrupted so thoroughly, and so quickly at that," Henry said with a deep frown. "I'd be failing my duties as a druid if I ignored it."

But his frown vanished quickly, patting Gazef again with a smile.

"But tonight is a night of celebration, we can frown and worry tomorrow," Henry laughed. "If you're not here to harm this village, feel free to join the celebration."

With that, Henry turned and walked back towards the villagers, soothing their worries as the celebration started up again.

Well, he wouldn't say no to that, it'd been a long ride and more importantly he needed more information that could be gotten more easily with alcohol flowing.

The blonde girl he saw run off earlier approached Henry, dragging the much larger man towards the party, pushing a tankard into his hand.

Calling his men over, he had them tie up the horses which were understandably scared of the much larger bear (that had already decided they weren't worth its attention as it wandered into the village and laid down, a crowd of children gathering around it and climbing on the massive beast).

It was time he found out exactly what was going on here.

— Nigun Grid Luin —

H-how had everything gone so wrong?!

Even with the extermination of the men attacking the village, their plan had worked and Gazef had been drawn into their trap… so why had this happened?!

Watching as the strangely dressed man killed the angel he summoned with contemptuous ease, the figure turned to him with a sinister look behind his glasses, his metallic tail swishing behind his back.

"My apologies, did you think that would save you? Well, an angel is a good choice to fight a demon like me but that was just far too weak," Demiurge said calmly, smiling at them all. "Your existence is a minor distraction my beloved lord doesn't wish to deal with. Oh don't fret, you won't die here."

Clicking his fingers, Nigun felt his body freeze up and collapse to the ground, face first in the dirt as he heard his men do the same.

Demiurge slowly walked towards him, using his foot to turn Nigun onto his back as he smiled down at his victim.

"But you'll wish you had."

— Bonus Scene — Albedo

"Why have you called us here, Albedo?" Shalltear asked, looking around the room in confusion as she spotted the Aura and the Pleiades maids waiting for Albedo to speak.

"Because Lord Black has brought a new duty to my attention, and it's a duty that as much as I wish I could handle alone, will require all our attention," Albedo said seriously, making them blink.

"What's up, Albedo?" Aura asked, making Albedo stare at them seriously.

"With only a single supreme being remaining, it is essential for the good of Nazarick that his mind is entirely clear while he makes decision that will affect the entire world," Albedo said, her tone broking no argument. "As such, it is essential to at we, as the women of Nazarick, ensure Lord Black has 'post-nut clarity' at all times."

"…what the hell does that mean?" Shalltear asked, making Albedo look at her smugly.

"Post-nut clarity is the clear state of mind a man experiences after his sexual needs have been satisfied, simply put… it is our duty to keep our lord's lust satisfied," Albedo said, making their eyes widen, Aura's dusty cheeks turning bright red.

The various Pleiades reacted in their own ways, Entoma's head tilting slightly, Solution licking her lips excitedly as Lupusregina grinned, Narberal's eyes widening while Yuri straightened up with a blush on her cheeks. CZ didn't respond at all, staring ahead impassively.

"You bitch, you jumped ahead of me, didn't you?!" Shaltear shouted, making Albedo smirk.

"I spent several hours pleasuring Lord Black, making him cum dozens of times. But as much as I'd like to handle his lusts alone, I simply can't. Lord Black is too much of a man for any one woman, even a succubus like me," Albedo admitted, making her pause as a thought occurred.

How bad was it that even Albedo admitted she needed help?

"Therefore, I'm recruiting you all to serve as part of rotation, dedicated to ensuring Lord Black's lusts are being met," Albedo said, making them all straighten up. "I take it you have no objections to serving our beloved supreme being?"

Ha, as if anyone in Nazarick would object. They lived to serve the supreme ones, in whatever way was needed.

Especially after Lord Black's declaration that they were all his, and they weren't allowed to die because he refused to lose them, that kind of possessiveness drenched her panties anyway.