Alibuda Chronicles Prequel 8

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My lab is large, because although it's called a lab, it's completely empty except for a bed. Even the books I borrowed from the library are just lying around haphazardly.

In the dark world, personal decorations must be obtained through plunder, which at least avoids the unearned wealth of upper-class officials and the egalitarianism of the masses. This distribution system is fair to the whole society, but often a burden for individuals. Fortunately, I'm not picky about decorations; whether it's living or doing experiments—mainly masturbating—a bed is enough. Although it would still seem shabby and inconvenient if guests came, thankfully the probability of such events is negligible.

So, after the three prisoners were simply thrown onto my bed, the Skull Twins took their leave. Watching their departing figures, I suddenly felt utterly powerless. From now on, I will have to face three stunningly beautiful women alone. I actually have no confidence whatsoever in the magic I'm about to practice. The first experiment, though successful in casting the magic, was so powerful that I couldn't control it at all. If I continued recklessly, losing my life wouldn't be surprising. Before, I could easily deceive myself by claiming a lack of experimental materials, but once everything was prepared, I realized how nervous and afraid I was of the experiment I looked forward to every day.

"Ah, please sit..." I tried to say something to calm myself, but the words caught in my throat. They were meaningless to the person bound and lying on the bed; they sounded more like mockery.

"Hey, you rude brat! Don't you know how inhumane it is to treat prisoners like this?! Lying here is uncomfortable! Besides, the ropes are tied way too tightly! Finally, what are you going to do with us?!" Like a machine gun, I was bombarded by the haughty female warrior, unable to utter a single word. Even though she couldn't move, her vocal cords and nerves were unharmed. It seemed her patience had reached its limit.

"Ah, I'm considering..."

"Huh? Are you an idiot?!"

"Ah, maybe..."

The other person's imposing aura made me unconsciously voice my own assessment of myself, which I had only been internally thinking. It was good that they weren't afraid of me. It saved me the trouble of properly persuading them to cooperate with my experiment. However, having my initiative completely taken over made me seem... quite lacking in the dignity of a demon.

"Ugh, please don't kill us." The smallest body let out an almost mournful cry, which timely relieved my inferiority complex, and I even felt a little bit of goodwill towards the owner of the voice.

"Ah, no, I won't. As long as you cooperate obediently." I realized that my previous words seemed too weak, not at all like the tone of a demon. "Hehe." I tried my best to imitate a vampire's wicked grin from behind.

"Hey, kid! Who do you think you're talking to?! I am Catherine Shu Kamu, the first princess of the Prince of Emmanuel! I swear on the honor of the Prince of Emmanuel, I will never be threatened by a demon!"

"Ah...but that makes things difficult." In my anxiety, I didn't even notice that the other person shared my surname.

"Hey, little brother, don't worry so much. You can tell me what you want us to do together?" The priestess Maggie, seeing the situation was getting out of hand, quickly interjected.

"Huh? Ah, ah. Actually, I'm researching new magic and I need someone's help." Perhaps because Maggie sounded like an older sister at that moment, I answered honestly. "Ah?

You're not going to use us as targets, are you?" The girl, whom Catherine had called "Lucy," asked, her voice almost trembling with tears. Although compared to the other two, she might have the worst ability to adapt to reality, in some ways, she was probably the closest to a normal person.

"Huh? No...no...!"

"Ah, you're lying! Waaah..."

My melancholy was completely caught by the sensitive girl, so before I could finish speaking, Lucy really started crying.

"Ugh, this is troublesome." Now that things had come to this, I had to do something to stop her. If I let a girl cry on and on, and her father found out, it would be another lesson in the devil's spirit, wouldn't it?

"Oh, it's true. I won't use you as targets." I suddenly remembered a page from the book of erotic magic and immediately had an idea.

"Look, it's like this." I hurriedly made a gesture with my right hand, following my memory, and then grabbed the girl's small chest with my left.

With a soft "Ugh," the girl, struggling under my clutches, forgot about crying and screamed.

"Hey! Kid, what are you doing?!" Catherine, who was standing nearby, also asked with displeasure. But it didn't take long for me to realize that it wasn't so much that Catherine was unhappy with my rude behavior, but rather that she was unhappy that I hadn't chosen her.

Ah, at this moment, even being misunderstood as a lecher didn't matter. To ensure the magic's effect, I pressed down harder with my left hand. Lucia couldn't help but let out a soft moan. This unexpected reaction and the unique sensation from the girl's chest made my heart flutter, but I still chanted softly and methodically, according to the erotic magic book: "O lewd spirits dancing in the sky, please convey my heart to the air, open the evil barrier, accelerate the flow of desire. Badas, Vidafie."

I remembered that the erotic magic book had some records of auxiliary barriers in the chapters on barriers, which generally enhanced the effects of other magic. If used alone, it should be harmless. Of course, more importantly, one of them required a female body to open. So, I should be able to use this excuse to explain why I needed Lucia and the others' cooperation. Uh, of course, just to appease them first. So, for this purpose, I hoped that the sign in the book proving this barrier—well, the pink color that would make the air inside the barrier appear—would be as clear and obvious as possible. This would help strengthen the credibility of my words.

However, after silently waiting for two minutes, nothing happened around me. Huh? How could this be? I couldn't help but feel so defeated. Although I wasn't expecting any earth-shattering, exaggerated effects like an apostle attacking, Godzilla landing, or Orion's illusion firing a destructive cannon—that would probably be too much trouble for the special effects artists making my biography in the future. But, pink, my pink, why? Why isn't it appearing?! Even the gentle object under my palm hadn't become bigger or fuller.

"Lucy. Are you alright?" Maggie, probably stunned by my seemingly profound incantation, had just realized what was happening and quickly asked Lugia.

"Ugh, my chest hurts so much from being pressed down," Lugia replied while crying.

"Huh? That's not the problem!" Catherine also realized. "Hey, kid, what exactly did you do to Lucy?!"

"Huh? Ah. I didn't do anything." Seeing the distrustful looks from the three women, I realized this explanation wasn't convincing at all, so I quickly changed my tune. "I just wanted to create a harmless barrier for you to see. To prove I wouldn't use you as targets."

"Then why were you holding Lucy's chest so tightly?" Ugh, a very direct question.

"Because this barrier needs a partner of the opposite sex."

"Is there such a strange magic that creates a barrier like this?" Although Catherine didn't ask aloud, her actions—looking at me and then at the priestess beside her—were enough to indicate what she wanted to ask.

"Huh? What kind of magic is that? Or, can you tell us what the purpose of the barrier you wanted to create is?" It seemed Maggie didn't know either, so she asked me directly.

Ugh. I've been put on the defensive again. If I honestly answered with the names of the lewd magic and the lustful barrier, the consequences would probably be even more difficult to explain.

"Perverted."

Seeing that I couldn't answer, Catherine finally gave me this definitive assessment.

"Uh...no, no. I'm telling the truth."

Seeing that they didn't believe me at all, I panicked even more. Could it be that Lucy's shout earlier had distracted me and caused the spell to fail? I didn't have time to reflect and quickly recited the incantation again.

This time, even the three girls patiently waited together for ten minutes, but still nothing happened. The surrounding air didn't change at all. Catherine finally couldn't help but chuckle.

Uh...this time, even I didn't believe myself. Not only did the color not change, but usually, after a barrier is opened, the person inside can always feel something different from before. Even this anomaly, I didn't notice at all. In other words, the spell completely failed.

"How could this be?!" I lamented inwardly. It seems that the success with Millie last time was indeed just luck; my luck with studying hasn't changed at all.

To be honest, using magic twice and ending up with nothing happening isn't a terrible incident in my not-so-short magical learning career. At least, compared to the countless embarrassing mistakes I've made before, I'm relatively lucky. Accidents like trying to summon a demon but ending up with a bear, or trying to electrocute but conjuring a bottle of cheap liquor, even led to some embarrassing jokes in the castle like, "Farmett's throwing a fireball! Everyone, bring in the laundry!"

"Little brother, you're so lecherous," Maggie said with a charming smile, noticing my absent-mindedness.

Huh? I realized then that my left hand was still on Lucy's chest, and I blushed, immediately pulling it back. This only earned me a merciless sneer from Catherine.

Ugh, the barrier failed to open, and to be misunderstood like this, I'm speechless. But I was so careless as to get lost in thought before finishing my experiment; no wonder Maggie thought that.

"I didn't mean to."

Although I didn't naively believe that a simple verbal explanation would dispel the misunderstanding, I still hurriedly explained. The other person's reaction was far beyond my expectations.

"Ah, ah. Little brother, I believe you."

"Then, you can also believe me when I said I wouldn't use you as targets?"

"Ah, why wouldn't I believe you?"

"Then, you can also believe... about the barrier?" I stammered, confirming.

"Ah, yes. Little brother, you're very kind."

"Huh?" Sure enough, I got scolded. I hung my head dejectedly.

Maggie was clearly very surprised by my sudden dejection.

"Uh, ah. Little brother. We can discuss the cooperation. There shouldn't be any problems."

"Really?" My spirits lifted, and I looked at Maggie suspiciously.

"Yes, it's true." Maggie quickly affirmed. She

probably thought my magic was so bad that even if I got hit, it shouldn't cause any problems, right? I found a plausible explanation for this unexpected gain.

"So, we can discuss the cooperation later. But could you loosen the ropes for us first? It really hurts to be tied up like this."

"Oh, is that so? Oh, sorry, I understand. I'll untie you right away."

At that moment, I trusted Maggie completely, like I trusted an older sister. I didn't detect any problems or hesitation, and even proactively fulfilled her unspoken wish. Of course, if twenty years had passed, perhaps I would have had enough judgment to avoid what happened later. However, at that time, I was completely fooled.

The instant I untied Maggie's ropes, suddenly, "Ugh!" a strange pain shot up from my lower abdomen, instantly curling me into a shrimp-like position, completely incapacitated, and leaving me writhing in pain on the bed.

"Sorry, little brother." Maggie stood up, clapped her hands, and smiled as she untied the bonds binding Catherine and Lucia beside her.

Faced with Maggie's smug and confident smile, I couldn't utter a single word. It wasn't just thanks to Maggie's knee strike. In just a few seconds, the roles between the two were completely reversed, and the heavy sense of frustration this left me with seemed to be the real culprit. Although it was my own wishful thinking that led to my defeat, the methods used by Maggie, who orchestrated this scheme and manipulated the boy's mind from beginning to end, could truly be described as dazzling.

At the same time, Catherine, who had completely regained her freedom of movement, rubbed her wrist and straightforwardly came over to thank Maggie.

"That was beautiful." That was what I wanted to say too, but Maggie's tone still carried a hint of sour jealousy.

"Oh. It was just a little trick. Don't take it to heart, cousin." Maggie replied with a smile.

"So, what should we do next?"

"Huh? What?"

"Don't play dumb! How are we going to escape? You must have a plan

, right?" "Ah, a way out." Maggie shrugged and spread her hands out, "I haven't thought of one yet, so, not right now."

"Are we just going to stay here forever?" Catherine looked incredulous.

“Ah, it seems like this is the only way.” Maggie’s calm face showed no expression.

“Oh, no!” Even after regaining her freedom, Lucia’s pale face didn’t look much better than before.

“Hey, are you kidding me? This place is dirty and messy, I don’t want to stay in such a tasteless place any longer!”

“So do you think we can beat the guards outside if we go out now?” Maggie asked.

“…No.” If someone were truly stubborn and unreasonable, they might have used phrases like “It was just a mistake before, we can definitely do it now” or “If you don’t hold us back, we can.” But although she hesitated for a moment, Catherine frankly admitted Maggie’s words, which showed that she wasn’t a completely incompetent woman.

“At least it’s safe here. If no one else notices.”

“Okay, I admit I was too rash before. But if we just sit here doing nothing, it’s only a matter of time before we’re discovered, become prisoners again, or even be killed.”

“Hmm. Hmm. That makes sense.” I nodded vigorously in my heart.

“Uh… it’s not quite like that.”

“Oh? Looks like there’s some other scheme involved.” Catherine narrowed her eyes, staring at Maggie.

“Oh, oh. Don’t say that. It’s not a scheme. It’s just that before leaving the city, I left a signal for the Knights…”

“So they’ll come pick us up?”

“Ah… that’s right.”

Pressed by Catherine, Maggie blushed like a child who had done something wrong, her eyes darting around, and her voice trailed off.

“What! So you didn’t trust me at all from the beginning!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, cousin. I just…”

“Sigh, never mind. Anyway, you were right.” Catherine waved her hand magnanimously, pretending not to care, “But waiting here like this is really boring. So, when did you arrange for the Knights to arrive?”

“If we don’t return in three days, I’ll have Christine give them the message.”

"So, this is already our third day out here. Even at our fastest pace, the journey from Helnes City would take a day and a half on horseback. Wait, does that mean we'll have to stay in this shabby, dirty place for at least two more days?" Catherine shrieked.

"Ah, no!" Lucia chimed in.

"Hey, don't shout so loudly! If someone outside finds out, we'll be in real trouble."

Ugh. Hearing them say that, I felt even more frustrated. My room had excellent soundproofing. Not only was the door heavy and thick, but it was also located in a very secluded corner of the castle. Unless there was some kind of nuclear explosion or something that made a huge noise, any sounds would generally go unnoticed. That was because I was considering the possibility of disturbing passersby while conducting experiments. But now it seemed I had only made things difficult for myself. I silently vowed a thousand times to my most beloved Satan: next time I prepare an experiment, I will definitely go to the room with the most people coming and going, and I will never close the door!

“Oh, right. In that case, I must do something first!” Catherine immediately adopted Maggie's suggestion, calmed down, and said decisively.

“Huh?” The other three people in the room looked at Catherine strangely, wondering what she was going to do.

“Little one, you were very lecherous just now, weren't you?” Catherine ignored the others' surprise, walked straight up to me, and said with a smile.

Is there a difference between being lecherous just now and now? I was really confused. Although she tried to smile sweetly, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine. What if she does something to me? I tried to think positively. But, just like what I had just used to convince them, I didn't really believe it myself.

“Don't deny it.” Catherine smiled even sweeter, “Sister won't eat you up.”

“Ah, ah.” I looked at Catherine's face gradually approaching and answered tremblingly. Although what she said was true, it didn't make much sense, but I still felt that it sounded more like “Sister is going to eat you up no matter what.”

“So, as long as you answer me honestly, that's all that matters.” Catherine paused, then grabbed my hand and placed it under her soft armor, near her breasts.

“Huh?” I was stunned by her action.

“That idiot.” Maggie, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, sighing softly in a tone that suggested the other was hopeless.

“These breasts, compared to the ones you just touched… don’t they feel better?”

Ah. I was speechless at her question. The word “absurd” in the dictionary seemed to have found its perfect definition in reality. The fact that I was so bothered by such a small thing proved that I still had many lessons to learn about “women.”

Completely different from the small, firm breasts of the Lugia girl, even though they were somewhat restrained by the soft armor, Catherine’s mature, full breasts still felt incredibly warm and comfortable to my hand, as if they were about to burst. If I had to describe it, it would be like a warm marshmallow, ready to melt your hand at any moment.

“How is it, little one? Don’t you think it’s much better than before?” Catherine smiled as she guided my hand to wander over her chest.

Ugh, I was even more speechless. Although it’s actually quite difficult to compare these things, I was completely captivated by Catherine’s mature charm, and I obediently wrote my answer on my blank face. But Catherine was still not satisfied, instead teasing me even more firmly, determined to get a clear answer from me. Her stubborn expression was as hopelessly as that of a typical type addict. Ah, that’s probably what I think now. Although at that time, I completely forgot to think.

“Cousin, it’s best not to make a fuss.” Maggie stepped in with a wry smile to smooth things over.

“Huh? Are you jealous? Or do you want to join in?”

This kind of answer, in an ordinary person, might be considered clueless and oblivious to the situation, right? But in Catherine’s case, even though she would later be revered as the “Iron-Fisted Queen,” this kind of scene was probably not uncommon.

"Oh, no. It's just..."

"What does it matter? We have plenty of time anyway. I must get to the bottom of this!"

"But, cousin, you don't need to care so much about a child's opinion."

"Miss."

"Lucy, shut up!"

Lucia finally spoke up, trying to dissuade her mistress from her willful behavior. However, as another accomplice in the case, her attempt to speak only provoked Catherine's even greater anger.

"So, unless you want to join in, don't meddle in our private affairs."

While warning her, Catherine became even more audacious. Her right hand didn't let go of me at all, and her left hand moved to my crotch, skillfully freeing my little brother from my pants.

"Ah!" The sound was almost the same as the shock Lucia had experienced, except this time the cry came from my mouth. However, at the same time, although I didn't cry out, the three girls opposite me looked dumbfounded, seemingly even more shocked than I was.

Of course, without asking, I could probably understand the reason for their surprise just by looking in the direction their eyes were staring at. Having suddenly broken free from its restraints, much like the ferocious state of EVA Unit-01 during its rampage, my little brother, due to the intense stimulation, was already engorged and erect in the cold air.

"Look at their surprised expressions. It seems that although it hasn't been put to use yet, in terms of size, mine should be quite impressive, right?" I thought smugly. Although I had compared them, the public bathhouses and toilets were filled with monsters of sizes far beyond human comprehension. The sorrow of humans growing up in a demon castle is something most normal people can't understand; perhaps only knights and fantima, piloting the Cross Illusion but spending their days with the Orion Illusion wielding a destructive cannon, could comprehend it.

But even after living so undignified among monsters as a representative of humanity, it was finally over. Looking at Catherine and the others' surprised yet adoring expressions, a uniquely masculine sense of pride welled up within me.

"Wow, so cute."

Just as I was feeling smug, Maggie's words instantly dragged me back from hell to heaven.

"Huh? Really?"

"Oh, it's really cute."

Using the word "cute" to describe someone else's penis is anything but pleasant. Especially with Catherine and Lucia chiming in. Ugh, the devastating blow made me lower my head, a wave of shame washing over me. My blood rushed out of my penis in a frenzy, and it went limp.

"Hey, don't go limp!" Catherine shouted anxiously, her mature womanly dignity at stake. "Get up! Get it up!"

But if just talking about it worked, I doubt there would be any impotence in the world. So, no matter how anxious and loud Catherine was, my body continued its utter collapse, obeying my will.

"Damn it!" Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Catherine disregarded everything else and bent down to take my penis into her mouth.

A sudden, intense stimulation surged through my nerves. "What is this?" Before I could even process it, the blood that had been scattered and disorganized just moments before suddenly regained its strength, surging back to the battlefield like a tidal wave. And that wasn't all; Catherine began to use her skillful oral techniques to continuously boost the morale of my troops. Not just licking, but even the edges of her tongue could make various smooth movements, gently massaging my penis like a performance. The comfortable feeling at that moment even made me a little jealous of my own penis. Then, she skillfully swallowed and released the two balls between my penises, constantly stimulating them with her mouth. This magnificent technique made one wonder where she had honed such a "masterful" attack method.

Soon, under Catherine's command, who was adept at motivating her subordinates, my army was filled with fervor, no longer controlled by reason, and completely soared into the sky. Before I could even groan, spurred on by the unparalleled pleasure I was experiencing for the first time in my life, a whole army of semen roared and surged forth from the depths of my penis. Ugh, ugh. My body twitched uncontrollably a few times, my semen shooting from my penis into Catherine's mouth, before I collapsed again, exhausted. I had ejaculated.

"Cough, cough." Catherine, still teasing my member, clearly hadn't expected my climax to be so rapid. It was far beyond her expectations. So, caught off guard, she swallowed all my semen, even choking on it.

"You really are a brat who hasn't grown up yet. Kid, this won't do." Catherine finally recovered, shaking her head and sighing.

Although being told this hurt my pride, what she said was true. So I didn't bother to argue. In fact, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have the energy. I was panting heavily, my mouth dry and parched, completely unaware of the subtle change in the air around me. In fact, not only me, but even Catherine and the others were completely oblivious. Just as I ejaculated, a barely perceptible pink hue had quietly enveloped our surroundings.

"Lucy, now it's your turn. Get that brat's limp thing back up. We need to punish this little devil properly." Perhaps seeing my silence, Catherine's anger flared, and she ordered Lugia around.

"Huh? Me? Miss, no!" Lugia's frightened expression was always so endearing.

"Eh? Since when have you been able to refuse my orders?" Catherine was even angrier.

"Oh, no, Miss. But, I... I... really..."

"What do you mean 'but'? Back in the castle, weren't you having a great time with Fran? You seemed quite willing to be penetrated by him!"

"Oh, Miss. That was..." Lugia was on the verge of tears.

"So many excuses! Don't you love being penetrated?! I've decided, after you're done with oral sex, you're going to open your pussy wide and let this brat penetrate you right in front of us!"

"Cousin."

"Mirandacia, this has nothing to do with you!"

"..." After being yelled at by Catherine, Maggie stopped talking and decided to completely distance herself from the situation.

"Waaah..." Lucia knew that saying anything more would only make things worse, so she could only walk towards me step by step with tears in her eyes.

Hey? Are you kidding me? Although I didn't get a word in edgewise, I could hear everything clearly from the side. Watching the girl approach step by step, my heart was pounding like a drum. Such a cute girl, does she really want to...do it with me? Normally, I would really welcome her. But, my little brother, who has just fought a bloody battle, is about to be thrown into another new war so soon, it's going to be exhausting. Can my body really handle it? I was groaning inwardly.

But, at this moment, my will was of course the first thing to be rejected. Rugia, tears streaming down her face, knelt before me and began slowly and deliberately summoning my fighting spirit and passion.

"Hey, hey. Don't do this!" My recently exhausted member was almost immediately ordered to work again without any pause. This inhumane treatment felt especially cruel given the lack of overtime pay. I had to protest to the boss on behalf of my somewhat aching brother.

"It's okay, let her do it properly," Catherine clearly misunderstood. "Kid, just enjoy yourself. Although it'll be far inferior to mine."

While she didn't finish with a queenly "hehe" laugh, Catherine wasn't inferior either. Hearing this, I somewhat realized that although I knew Rugia's tears weren't entirely my fault, only slightly related, the idea of a girl performing oral sex while crying in front of you could easily create the illusion of hurting your male pride and make me uncomfortable.

However, compared to Catherine's devilishly expert-level skills, Lugia's oral sex technique seemed clumsy and childish. Of course, it was precisely because of this that it matched her charming image. Moreover, even if she was reluctant at the beginning, once she started, Lugia still seemed very dedicated. Looking at her focused expression, even my penis, which had been too weak to maintain its erection, seemed moved and stood up again.

"Not bad, it's quite effective!"

Catherine mocked from the side, her proud expression making me want to grab her and ravage her.

Seeing that my penis had regained its strength, Lugia paused and looked back helplessly at Catherine.

"What? What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and open your little sister and let me in!"

Although I had heard about it before, I still didn't expect Catherine to let Lugia do it so readily, and I stared wide-eyed at the girl's shy actions. Despite her barely concealed fear and embarrassment, Lucia showed no sign of stopping. Whether it was a special design or not, it seemed quite simple: once the skirt was removed, Lucia was completely naked, revealing her untouched garden and the ropes tightly binding her.

For a moment, I didn't even realize the obvious fact that Lucia wasn't wearing underwear. I remember staring blankly at Lucia's lower body, muttering to myself, "So that's how it is." Conversely, although she was very embarrassed by my gaze, her face even redder than before, Lucia skillfully helped me remove all my clothes first. Then she knelt on the bed beside my waist, gently holding my erect penis in her hands, slowly guiding it into her secret forest, and then sat on top of me.

"Ugh. It's so hard." I should have been complaining about the sudden weight on my body, but somehow, when the warship first docked in the right harbor, the warm feeling that washed over me turned into a comfortable moan. Completely different from the oral sex earlier, the pressure I felt inside her body and the subtle friction between the folds of her vaginal walls and my penis gave me a different kind of supreme sensation.

"Goodbye. My virginity." I can actually say such a sad farewell at this moment. Sometimes, I really admire myself. As the saying goes, if the stimulation is too intense, people can't help but overthink to escape reality. That probably describes my situation, but, surrounded by Rugia's petals, how many men can remain rational? I let my thoughts wander freely, like swimming in my mother's amniotic fluid.

"You're really just a little brat. Just a simple insertion and you're already overthinking." If Catherine could see what I was thinking, she would definitely say something even more sarcastic. But Lucia didn't say anything, not even a brief warning like "It's going to move," and started swaying her hips.

Perhaps because she was being forced, at first, Lucia moved slowly and cautiously, as if trying to find some pleasure from me first. But soon, her burning body began to cry out. No, perhaps it was as if she wanted to echo the glistening sweat on her skin; a sticky sensation gradually spread from her garden to my nerves. Her beautiful and moving appearance made me, riding beneath her, unable to resist the urge to grab her. One hand rested on Lucia's full buttocks, while the other climbed up her delicate breasts. I thought I might be rejected, but Lucia only gave a short moan in response to her approval. So, my hands began to knead her even more unconsciously. And all of this made Lucia, straddling me, burn even more intensely.

"Ah! So good."

This was the signal for me to increase my movements. My hands began to roam more wildly over Lucia's body, and I also tried to thrust my hips, hoping to satisfy each other even more.

"Ah, no!" Sure enough, under my intensified attack, Lucia's reaction became even more intense.

"Kid, not bad!" Although it was still her usual tone, Catherine's tone was no longer so aggressive. On the contrary, she couldn't help but swallow. This lewd scene would surely elicit some reaction from anyone who saw it. Of course, I didn't know that the barrier I thought hadn't worked was now accelerating the desires in the hearts of the four people present at a geometric rate with double the effect.

I didn't know if Lucia was already quite aroused by my penis inside her. But judging from her increasingly rapid hip movements and her increasingly absent-minded words, she should be somewhat satisfied. This excitement suddenly reminded me of the various symbols on the last two pages of the lewd magic book that I had always considered useless and whose meanings were unclear. Could this be what they were describing? I pulled Lucia down, making her lie flat on my chest, then rolled over and knelt up, taking the initiative to attack from behind.

From the beginning, I was only temporarily deprived of my freedom of movement due to sensory pain. The repeated intense stimulation seemed more effective than any painkiller, quickly restoring my freedom. However, I had never known how to use this freedom. But my sudden attack drove the unprepared Lugia into a frenzy.

"Ahhh, I'm about to cum..."

"Hey, hey, don't cum!" Catherine hurriedly stopped her, "Being defeated by a child is too embarrassing!"

But in this kind of situation, isn't it more normal to disobey than the other way around?

"Ah, ah... I can't take it anymore." After a final struggle, Lugia's body convulsed, her internal organs contracting intensely, starting from her thighs, like being battered by waves, as she slowly collapsed onto the bed.

To be honest, Lucia's quick defeat was partly due to my sudden use of the forbidden technique described in the back of my erotic magic book, and partly due to the doubled lust barrier multiplying Lucia's sensitivity. However, I was completely unexamined at the time, energized by the satisfaction of conquering a girl for the first time in my life. Furthermore, my penis, having just been brought to orgasm by Catherine, wasn't likely to ejaculate a second time even after Lucia's climax. I pulled my still-erect member from the limp Lucia and strode aggressively towards Catherine, who had been mocking me the whole time. By then, the air in the room had turned completely pink, but neither of us cared.

Seemingly overwhelmed by my imposing presence, Catherine could only retreat step by step as I pressed her forward. But for some reason, she didn't get very far before her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. This was truly a golden opportunity. Strangely, Maggie, standing nearby, didn't stop me at all. She just stared blankly as I pulled Catherine away, occasionally swallowing hard.

If Catherine's charm were strictly categorized, perhaps only half could be attributed to her captivating beauty, the other half entirely to the pride that was always on her face. To conquer such a woman, even just psychologically, would be incredibly satisfying, wouldn't it? I vividly remembered her mocking me and Lugia earlier, and the urge I'd just felt to drag her over and ravage her.

"It's already quite wet here," I said smugly, gently slipping my left hand under Catherine's armor and giving her a squeeze. At this point, Catherine had completely lost the ability to resist, allowing me to take advantage of her.

Strangely enough, perhaps because of this man, I had just lost my virginity. My behavior was completely different from the restrained and shy I'd shown with Lugia; I became wild and bold. Like a seasoned prostitute I'd read about countless times in adult books, I teased her with abandon.

"Ah..." Faced with this question that didn't require an answer, Catherine was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to reply or not.

"What a wanton woman!" I gently nibbled her ear.

"Ah!" Because even the slightest stimulation, the double barrier could work its magic, Catherine couldn't even muster a reason to object.

"Hey... I can't take it anymore." Catherine finally managed to compose herself. "Don't drag it out... hurry up!"

If I had used a tone like "hurry up" or "come on quickly," perhaps I could have controlled myself to tease Catherine a little longer. But because she used a tone almost like a pleading "hurry up!", my desire completely broke through the barrier of reason. Of course, that was also because I wasn't exactly a seasoned flirt.

The soft armor and the clothes covering Catherine's alluring body were quickly tossed aside. The air around us seemed to have lost its pink hue. But who cared? The saying "a moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold" applies to those who have already experienced it. For the young man about to experience it, how could a thousand pieces of gold possibly measure its value? The saying "life lies in intercourse" was being proven undeniably true at this moment.

"Ah! Ya..." Catherine gasped as she climbed on top of me, opening her legs wide without any warning, awaiting the ship's arrival.

"Ya..." Faced with such an invitation, I couldn't find a reason to refuse. In fact, I myself could no longer restrain myself. "Go!" I don't know who I was shouting at, but my proudly erect member plunged completely into Catherine's depths.

"Mmm..." Thanks to my recent encounter with Lucia, I didn't react as strongly to the sudden fullness as Catherine.

"Do you want it?" I asked, somewhat playing hard to get.

"Ugh, don't talk, just hurry up."

"Then let's start!" I yelled, my hips moving violently. Catherine opposite me responded with familiar abandon.

"Oh, does it feel good?"

"Ah... keep going, harder."

Continuing this pointless exchange, I practiced every position I remembered from the last two pages of the erotic magic book, as if reviewing a lesson. With each new position, we both received a new stimulation. But, as the saying goes, nothing lasts forever. Before I could finish practicing, a powerful pressure struck my penis from one end of my body. What hadn't been released inside Lucia seemed to be released doubly on Catherine. Beyond reason, my cannon roared once more.

"Ah!..." At the same time, seemingly provoked by my anger, Catherine's body suddenly convulsed, and hot nectar gushed from her petals.

"Ugh. What a spoilsport." Seeing Catherine and Lugia unable to continue fighting, I looked around for new prey. The air around us turned crimson. Now, only Maggie remained. Although she hadn't uttered a word since the beginning, her panting, dazed state made her stand out. Moreover, the burning desire within her was intensely blazing on her flushed face.

I grabbed her arm, but as expected of a representative of composure and wisdom on the continent, Maggie pushed me away, attempting some resistance. She twisted her lithe waist, but to me, it was merely a silent invitation. With Catherine and Lugia already surrendered, I had no reason to let Maggie, whose beauty and figure were no less stunning than theirs, go. All four of us were simultaneously tormented by the flames of lust within the barrier. Regardless of our identities, status, factions, or stances, what we were before, or what we were going to do afterward,

in that instant, I only knew that I needed to release the desires in my heart. I frantically dragged Maggie over; it wasn't so much that I was too strong at the time, but rather that Maggie eventually stopped resisting. The red desire surging in the air blew everyone around away until they finally lost their self-control. Maggie, on the contrary, leaned closer, even semi-voluntarily removing her cumbersome priestess robes. Her previous stubborn resistance seemed to have become a catalyst for all of this. Even the resistance itself became a form of desire under the barrier of lust.

I couldn't control my low breaths and pounced on her, kissing Maggie's luscious lips passionately. My tongue entwined wildly in her mouth, like two water snakes in heat, exchanging saliva intensely, even forgetting to breathe. We caressed each other's bodies—her hair, face, neck, shoulders, breasts, lower abdomen, thighs—I didn't miss a single place I could touch. Finally, our hands stopped at each other's groin, teasing each other. Although my technique was far inferior to Maggie's, it didn't affect her emotions at all. In fact, even without my hands, Maggie's honey garden was already wet enough, wasn't it?

Our foreplay didn't last long; our frenzied passion didn't allow us to waste much time. I thrust my murderous sword into Maggie's body and began to pound forcefully.

"Ah...keep going..." Maggie writhed beneath me, responding passionately, as if her previous calm and rational demeanor had completely vanished.

Technique seemed meaningless at this moment. Completely ignoring Maggie's reactions, I simply and relentlessly thrust my hips, relying solely on the impulse of a virgin to satisfy both myself and her.

"Ah...um...I'm coming...really...so good..." I wondered what the continent's most intellectual woman meant by her last words before reaching climax. But a wave of pleasure also swept through my body.

"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore." I cried out like this countless times, my semen gushing out.

Oh, so good! I screamed inwardly. But this wasn't the end. Even while enjoying the continuous pleasure, after pulling the jade rod out of Maggie's body, he still looked completely unsatisfied, still baring his fangs and glaring angrily. I forgot to think about why. I just attacked every woman around me more frantically, like the lustful beast that had killed Millie. I indiscriminately pulled three women to my side, no longer considering their physical condition, and went to bed with them again.

In the end, I don't even remember how many times I vented on the three women. Even with the protection of the barrier, after a few more twitches, I even forgot whose body I collapsed on, finally losing all my strength.

Generally speaking, just opening a lust barrier is enough to enhance lust and support the caster's physical strength and energy, allowing an ordinary magician to face about five targets. But thinking it wasn't working, I recklessly opened two in a row. The effect wasn't a simple addition like five plus five equals ten. Although the physical exertion expended within this barrier wasn't tallied up afterward, the semen lost was irreplaceable. It was only thanks to my youth and the reserves I had accumulated as a virgin that my body withstood the consequences of this one and only act of madness without collapsing. In the future, even if I only open one door, I will carefully consider whether it's truly necessary. Of course, those are lessons learned from this experience.

When everyone inside the barrier finally stopped moving, I seemed to see the surrounding crimson slowly fading. This proved that the barrier's power was gradually dissipating. But at that moment, I couldn't care less about that. The extreme fatigue that overwhelmed my body quickly enveloped me. Soon, I fell into a deep sleep along with the three women lying beside me.

The gates of fate always open silently when humanity is completely unaware, then demand a high price when people discover them. By the time I understood the meaning of this phrase, it was much later, and all the mistakes had been made too late to undo.

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