The End of the Warrior

Once upon a time, a prosperous kingdom existed on this land. Its borders were verdant with green mountains and clear waters, filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Under the wise leadership of a sage king, the people lived happy and harmonious lives. However, one day, a
demon king from afar arrived. He was a demon king, a king in distress
, hunted for centuries, and now he had finally found peace in this land. But the human king could not tolerate the demon
king and waged war against him. The war ended in the human king's defeat. The demon king
killed the king and became the new ruler of this land. However, the surviving people did not give up. They
organized their forces and rose up against the demon king time and again, but the human
army suffered defeat after defeat against the demon's might. The war continued for years. Gradually, the human army lost
the courage and strength to resist, and the demon king also felt weary. Therefore, the demon king
proposed , allowing them to continue living on this land, provided they acknowledged him as their
king. Thus, weary and exhausted by years of war, the people accepted the Demon King's proposal, and
a human kingdom ruled by a Demon King was born.
Time flew by…
The Demon King, possessing a lifespan far exceeding that of humans, reigned over this land year after year, seeking only
peace for himself and his people. However, neighboring nations could not accept a kingdom ruled by a Demon King, so they
waged war against him in the name of the gods. The Demon King and his people, having finally gained control of the land, naturally would not easily
relinquish it. They defeated human armies time and again, day after day, year after year; the war never ceased
for this nation.
Although the Demon King was a demon king, he was not a foolish one. He deeply understood the importance of his people to a nation
. Therefore, although the Demon King's kingdom was rife with harsh policies, corruption, and decadence,
those with power and ambition were still given important positions, while those without power and ambition could
live peacefully under the kingdom's policies. The Demon King's army was incredibly powerful, invincible and indestructible.
Rebellion had become too distant a possibility for the people, so they chose to continue
living peacefully under his rule.
Until one day, four heroes appeared on this land. The people called them arrogant fools
. They wandered the borders, defeating the Demon King's generals, slaying fire-breathing dragons, and cleverly manipulating the populace under the banner of
liberation . Ultimately, they foolishly pointed their swords directly at the Demon King…
Their names were:
The swordsman Elwin, claiming to be a descendant of the king defeated by the Demon King, a
young man standing with his sword raised, attempting to revive the deceased dynasty;
the knight-errant Lyle, Elwin's friend, a smooth-talking conman, a nightmare for young girls; and
the mage Leona, the eldest daughter of the most powerful duke in the land—the Bunce family—an arrogant and self-assured magical
genius, who, despite having the potential for a noble life, ungratefully helped the heroes resist the Demon King.
Priestess Fanis, the young and powerful High Priestess of the Earth Mother, a high and mighty figure, a
foolish woman who naively believes she can save the people.
………………………
Once the royal city, now the Demon King's abode, this ancient city has weathered countless wars
, the scars of which are still visible inside and outside its walls. An aging city, human
culture has gradually disappeared amidst constant change, replaced by the eeriness and coldness brought by the Demon King's arrival.
Demons, goblins, orcs, and all sorts of other creatures, as perceived by the people, occupy the palace, while the remaining inhabitants
can only look up at the Demon King's palace from afar with fear and awe, watching the monsters that occasionally enter and leave the city,
or the beautiful women occasionally brought into the palace for the Demon King and his servants' pleasure,
their eyes , before they continue their numb lives.
But now, this aging city has suddenly burst forth with new vitality, and more and more people
are flocking to it, a new form of entertainment unfolding.
At this moment, a pair of strangers, an older brother and a younger brother, also arrive in the city.
"Wow, why is this city so lively?" the younger brother exclaimed, looking at the bustling crowd.
"Yeah, I remember when I came here two years ago, it was so lifeless," the older brother added, equally puzzled.
"Heh heh, you two must be passing through from somewhere else." Just as the two brothers were wondering about the city's
transformation, a local man approached with a lewd grin. "Everyone
's rushing to the square, you might miss it today if you don't hurry."
"What's happening there?"
"No need to ask, you'll find out when you get there, heh heh, you'll be more
satisfied than you've ever been in your life." The local man smiled lewdly and pointed downwards.
The man's actions were blatant, but the two brothers still didn't quite grasp his meaning,
heading towards the square with a belly full of suspicion.
The square was already packed with people, three or four deep, laughing and joking, their
voices filled with vulgarities. The man's presence immediately made the brothers understand what
was happening. In this kingdom ruled by the Demon King, this was not uncommon. The powerless were easily
threatened and conquered by those with superior strength. The cries of women and children were everywhere. Although the Demon King had
implemented policies to appease the wounded, these policies were utterly ineffective against mercenaries, bandits, and even various non-human demi-humans and
demons .
"Heh heh, surrounded by so many people, this bitch must be very pretty." Seeing this,
the older brother, with a lewd grin, desperately pushed his way into the crowd, and the honest younger brother could only follow behind, struggling to squeeze in as well
.
The human wall was incredibly thick. The younger brother struggled
to keep up with his strong older brother, sweating profusely as they weaved until they finally reached the very center. A
large, circular platform had been cleared in the center of the square, offering a panoramic view of everything happening around them. They quickly
spotted the focus of attention: two groups of people, many men and two women…
“Miss Leona…” The younger brother's eyes widened; he could hardly believe his eyes. There was no mistake…
Although her clothes were torn to shreds, with only a few strands of lace stockings remaining on her thighs, and her hair
was smeared by the men's rough hands, it was still that long, gleaming golden hair, and that figure…
The once elegant silk dress and beautiful skirt were long gone, but
he would never forget that curvaceous, sexy, and noble body. Yes, she was
the eldest daughter of the Buns family, the Demon King's greatest supporter, the rare genius mage who helped the hero Elwin, the high and mighty Miss Leona.
If it really was Miss Leona, the younger brother quickly turned his gaze to the other girl surrounded.
No doubt about it, it was Priestess Fanis—the daughter of the High Priest, the youngest High Priestess in the kingdom, and another companion of the hero
Elwin . Miss Fanis's situation was no better than Miss Leona's.
Her eyes were half-closed, she breathed softly, her face, dark hair, and fair skin covered in sweat and tears.
Two men held her hands tightly from behind, forcing her white robes to shreds. Dressed in rags, she
faced the audience. Her brother was astonished to see that Miss Fanis's crotch—that
place that should have been sacred to them—was now smooth and naked, with drops of thick, sticky fluid
dripping from between her legs, forming a small puddle.
"Hehe, Miss Fanis is so lewd. The fluid dripping from your crotch has already formed a puddle, and it's still not
finished," the man beside her lewdly chuckled, lifting Fanis's pretty face to face the audience.
"Haha, what a lewd priestess! Did you often
masturbate " the man laughed loudly from below.
"What?! This woman isn't a virgin anymore. Was she deflowered by the Hero?"
"You never know. Look at her lewdness. She might have secretly slept with those worshippers who came
to pray . No wonder there are so many people at the Earth Mother's Temple. There's such a young
and beautiful high priest secretly serving her down there! Hahahaha!" The tall, thin man standing next to Fanis was
someone the two brothers recognized. His name was Neo… He used to be a servant of the Earth Mother, but he
was known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, and rumors circulated that he had committed various unsavory acts, such as
secretly raping girls who came seeking help, and conducting all sorts of bizarre experiments. Because of this, Neo had long-standing conflicts with his superior, the newly
appointed High Priestess Fanis, and even almost had him expelled
from . After that incident, Neo, driven to desperation, turned to the Demon King. He quickly rose to become the Demon King's trusted lieutenant through his
cruelty and mastery of holy magic.
"I see. Looks like we'll have to visit the Earth Mother's temple more often to seek solace from the nuns
," the men below laughed heartily, one after another. The Earth Mother's temple, a place that governs nature and
harvests, a place where anyone could seek harmony and peace, had now become the object of their wanton
mockery . Endless slander and insults left the young priestess silently weeping.
"Oh, the adults over here seem to have a problem with that," the evil priest Neo suddenly shouted,
drawing everyone's attention to the right side of the plaza, to a tall, sharp wooden stake. The younger brother
was astonished to discover that a man was nailed alive to the stake. The familiar tight-fitting clothes and coat,
the handsome face with the air of a bard, and the brown hair—there was no mistake, the man's name was Lyle,
the swordsman Elwin's closest companion, the wandering knight who traveled the world alone with only a bow and harp, leaving behind countless
romantic tales. However, this once-handsome man's condition was far more tragic than his two female companions.
He was nailed alive to the stake, and it had been there for a long time; his wounds had long since festered and
festered a foul stench. His once handsome face had been burned by tar, leaving only a charred, almost
unrecognizable face. Now, near death, Lyle struggled, emitting low moans,
as if trying to say something.
"Look, that fool seems to be saying something. What could it be?" One of the men made
an exaggerated contemplative gesture. "Are you saying that our priestess was the first one you deflowered?
Hahahaha! "
"Isn't that right, priestess? Was it that hero or that
philandering Lord Lyle who first deflowered you?" Neo, who had been holding a grudge against Fanis, lifted the girl's chin, making her look up
at the wooden stake.
"No, no, neither... Please..." Fanis was already blushing with shame,
sobbing uncontrollably.
"Neither of them means that your first time was given to those believers, how philanthropic!"
The man burst into laughter.
"Stop talking, please, please stop talking..."
The hero's execution ground—only then did the younger brother suddenly understand the reason why the aged capital was full of vitality. The four heroes who had failed in their challenge against
the Demon King were subjected to his punishments. The men were nailed to wooden stakes and left to dry alive, while
the women were gang-raped and abused by the townspeople until their last breath.
Who told them to meddle and pretend to be heroes?
On Leona's side, several men had already pulled her aside and
bound her slender body to a tall wooden stake with thick ropes. Their arms were pulled upwards, suspending Leona in
mid-air, and her legs were also tightly bound to her sides and pulled diagonally upwards, revealing
the girl's secret place. Unlike the priestess, Leona's genitals still retained that mysterious black
bush, but it was already covered in a few drops of vaginal fluid, making that forbidden area of the young girl incredibly alluring and
suggestive.
"Why are they so wet down there?" her brother couldn't help but ask.
"You just arrived, right? The torture for these two girls started early this morning. They've been played with
for quite a while now; one just got off the rocking horse, and the other just finished walking the ropes," an old man
said, . "Oh, is that so? I really regret not coming sooner, "
the older brother sighed regretfully."No, just find a place to stay for the night, and you'll see it the next day. Anyway, this kind of activity happens almost every day; it's been going on for almost a week now. Those two girls have suffered enough." The old man's voice sounded...

A sigh, yet also a hint of anticipation.
"Serves them right. Who told them to come out and play the hero? They're so noble, they could
live a life I wouldn't even dare dream of, yet they're so ungrateful, standing up against the Demon King." Another man
chimed in.
"Exactly, exactly." The older brother agreed loudly.
"Brother, but they used to..." the younger brother objected.
"Shut up, just watch quietly." The older brother interrupted.
The men on the field had Leona firmly bound in mid-air. No matter how hard the female mage tried, she couldn't
close her legs, and could only helplessly display her most shameful parts to everyone. Seeing the once high-ranking
noble beauty now in such a pitiful state, everyone burst into laughter. Then, a man who seemed to be the leader slowly walked
behind Leona, extending a pair of wicked giant hands to knead the girl's full breasts, and occasionally
pulling out two fingers to pinch her sensitive clitoris.
The two brothers were startled by the man leading the group, for he was very famous. He and the female mage came from
the same family—Duke Bons's younger brother, Leona's uncle, Zepos!
"Ah, ah~~ Uncle! No!" Leona cried out. Zepos's massive hands grew increasingly brazen,
gripping her unprotected breasts tightly and kneading them like dough, the poor
breasts being torn and deformed by the relentless assault. Faced with such humiliation, the female mage could
only shake her beautiful body, unaware that her clumsy movements only added to her
masochistic allure.
The man's fingers continued, skillfully teasing her until Leona gradually felt waves
of electricity coursing through her nipples, pounding against her taut nerves. The
numbing sensation, accompanied by a sweet pleasure, filled her with shame, yet even so, her nipples,
under the continuous caresses, stubbornly stood erect against their owner's will.
"Haha, look at that bitch's nipples, they're already erect. She really is a slut. No wonder my brother
doesn't acknowledge her as his daughter anymore. I wouldn't want such a whore either." Zepos
spat at his niece who had insulted his family's reputation. As a member of the Bunce family, Zepos was also a renowned magician, but
ever since his niece, hailed as a magical genius, first distinguished herself in battle, he had never
escaped the shadow of this niece, half his age.
Miss Leona being abandoned by the Bunce family—although this outcome was expected by everyone,
the honest younger brother was still secretly shocked. After all, Miss Leona was the eldest daughter of the Bunce family and the most
talented magician in the family. Thinking of the once spirited Miss Leona, now reduced to this state…
…
Zepos's hands began to move again. He left one hand to continue caressing the girl's full left breast,
while his right hand moved down to her mysterious pubic hair, then extended two fingers, gently prying open the forbidden
black , revealing the entrance at the center.
"No, please don't." After all, she was the daughter of a high-ranking nobleman. No matter what kind of
humiliation she had suffered before, a woman's innate modesty and dignity were not so easily relinquished. Leona was terrified, her face pale,
her slender body trembling slightly, desperately tensing her lower body to resist the impending violation.
But how could this be possible? The man's hands continued to move, his fingers already
invading . Leona helplessly felt the man's two fingers like two lewd little snakes, constantly
exploring her most shameful area, sometimes circling, sometimes digging, bringing a tingling pleasure.
"No, please stop, please, Uncle..." Leona pleaded softly, seemingly
terrified . Large beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, her face was pale, and she uttered muffled, incoherent sounds.
Her lower body convulsed violently, her helpless and desperate state only fueling the man's arousal.
Then, another man approached, holding a small razor. Seeing this, the proud
female mage almost cried out in fear. She watched nervously as her uncle,
leering slowly approached her, then crouched down, bringing the razor to her genitals.
"No, really no, ah~" The icy touch made the girl's body tremble. She
closed her eyes , her long eyelashes twitching with tension. Even so, she dared not move an inch.
She felt like the most shameless prostitute, so blatantly exposing her most private parts,
letting her uncle shave her without moving. This was something she had never experienced before,
leaving her completely helpless.
Leona didn't have much pubic hair to begin with, and Zepos quickly shaved off most of it.
The slight coolness emanating from the girl's most delicate
area , the two fingers that had been inside her vagina suddenly withdrew and moved to the erect
clitoris, then gently pinched it!
"Ah!!!!" Whether from fear or pleasure, Leona cried out and threw her head back. A stream of
sticky nectar flowed from the girl's lower body, covering Zeppelin's hand holding the razor.
"Haha, what a slutty bitch, even shaving makes her orgasm." The uncle laughed, holding up the
nectar-soaked hand, then extending two fingers to let the nectar flow from between them, leaving a bright
silver thread . "Even your friends aren't as wanton as you."
Leona didn't even dare to look at Fanis. Overwhelmed by shame, she wanted nothing more than to find a place
to smash , but her body was firmly bound and she couldn't move at all.
"Hehe, but don't rush, all of that was just foreplay. Today's torture game is just beginning."
Zeppelin waved his hand, producing a silver longsword from nowhere, and playfully placed it
in front of Leona, who was hanging in mid-air.
"This is...this is..." The female mage was speechless with astonishment, for the sword was no ordinary
longsword. Its exquisite craftsmanship, the faint white-silver sheen of its blade, and
the image —she wouldn't forget the sword they had spent three days wielding in that long-lost underwater temple.i=69> It took three nights to defeat the ancient guardian and obtain the holy sword.

"How is it? How does it feel? I think you must recognize this sword," the man asked with a smile.
"Why, why is this sword in your hand? Elwin, how is Elwin?" Leona
asked anxiously.
"Hehe, why are you so concerned about that kid? Actually, you're just asking for advice, are
n't you? You should worry about yourself first." The uncle leered as he drew his holy sword and pressed the tip against the girl's cheek,
then slowly moved it down her alluring skin, across her neck to her breasts, and then gently patted them. He watched as the female mage
's full breasts swayed in front of her chest, mocking the female warrior's fearful and helpless predicament. Then,
he forcefully stabbed the already erect nipple with the silver tip of the sword.
"Ah, no!!!!!" Leona screamed in agony, thinking she would be pierced through. A large amount of golden liquid
gushed uncontrollably from the mage's shameful parts, scattering across the ground.
"Hahaha, the heroine has been made to lose control of her bladder by their own holy sword!" Uncle
couldn't help but laugh at Leona's miserable state. Whether it was due to magic or the holy sword's own protective function,
the tip of the sword didn't pierce the girl's breast as others expected. Instead, it merely
pushed Leona's beautiful nipple in like a blunt object, creating a small indentation.
"Ah..." Leona blushed with embarrassment as she relaxed. In her previous adventures, she had encountered
far more dangers and challenged far more powerful enemies, and she had been fearless then. But now... The female
mage found her heart pounding, an unbearable heat burning within her.
The sword began to move again, this time between her unprotected legs. Leona could clearly
feel the cold tip of the holy sword moving against her newly shaved, shameful area,
teasing and rubbing against the entrance, as if it knew her secrets. The teasing grew more intense, yet it wouldn't penetrate
her further, playfully pushing her limits of endurance.
"I...I...ah..." Leona was completely tormented and at a loss. A
wave of emptiness washed over her aroused lower body, and the alluring current from the holy sword's contact with her sensitive areas
stimulated her entire body, making her almost lose control, fueled by the burning desire within her.
She wanted to just let the sword in, but it wasn't just about her image and shame; more importantly,
it was that sword...that sword was Elwin's! Elwin, the swordsman, that handsome, brave, yet
oblivious boy who seemed as wooden as wood, always remained clueless and
bewildered …
Suddenly, as Leona was lost in thought, a cold, heavy object was thrust into her without warning. The once
exquisite hilt of the holy sword felt to Leona like an incredibly thick, long, angled
metal rod , relentlessly squeezing into her body.
“No, no, it hurts too much, it’s too big, pull it out, no!” Leona cried out incoherently.
The hilt went deeper and deeper, the angled part scraping against her sensitive flesh. She dared not twist,
nor could she. She was left hanging in mid-air, the once holy sword now
like a lewd battering ram, relentlessly pounding into her most unbearable place, again and again, deeper and deeper.
"Hehe, how about it, my shameless and lewd young lady?" The uncle chuckled lewdly from behind,
increasing the force and speed of his thrusts. He also playfully twisted the hilt of his sword, letting the sharp edge
scrape against the mage's flesh, watching the drops of nectar seeping from her alluring opening. Then, he suddenly
attacked the girl's swollen, engorged clitoris, squeezing it hard.
"Ah!!!!!!!!!!" Just as the man had predicted, the mage let out another
beautiful cry, accompanied by a sudden convulsion, as a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, spraying onto the ground.
"Haha, this is so much fun, my niece." Zepos seemed to know Leona's body
inside and out , especially her sensitive clitoris, the most vulnerable part of the mage's body. A gentle press was enough
to make the noble young lady ejaculate instantly.
"Damn, this bitch is so lewd, how many times has she come?" someone asked.
However, Leona at this moment had no strength left to endure this humiliation, because
the hilt of the sword placed in her honeypot was still throbbing, and the speed was getting faster and faster, becoming increasingly unbearable for her. More and more
lustful fluids gushed from her opening, completely beyond her control. The lustful fluids covered the man's throbbing hand
and then clung to the hilt of the sword, flowing down the hilt to the blade, leaving
lewd and shameful marks on the once sacred silver blade, finally dripping onto the ground, forming small puddles.
With the constant teasing of the fingers and the up-and-down throbbing of the hilt inside her, her sweat-drenched, snow-white body gradually
began to sway slightly with the movement of the hilt. Now, the female mage felt her lust reaching its peak under
the constant onslaught, and her reason began to crumble. Just as she was about to give up resistance, that
almost climaxing pleasure was suddenly pulled out of her body, leaving the female mage with an unprecedented emptiness.
She opened her small mouth as if to spit something out, but in the end, she held back.
"What's wrong, my lewd niece? You look like you want it, don't you?"
"No, I don't... Oh, no..." A complex mix of emotions welled up inside Leona. Her inner
desires wanted her to admit it, but her feminine modesty refused. She was completely at a loss.
"Haha, that look of wanting but not daring to, it's so beautiful, my little niece." The man
grinned maliciously, twisting his sword so the hilt was down and the tip up, pointing it straight at the girl's wide-open vulva
.
"What, what's this?" Leona didn't understand.
"Lewd young lady, didn't I just say the punishment game has only just begun?" Zepos
erotically touched between his niece's legs, taking away a few drops of her fluids. "Everyone wants to see
just how much self-control the brave young lady has."
Her companions understood immediately. They pulled on the ropes binding Leona, keeping her wide open ...i=66> The sword descended vertically with its legs spread wide until the tip was almost touching the alluring entrance to the cave. No, to be precise, the tip of the holy sword was already pressed against the girl's fleshy opening, with the very tip of the sword already inside.

He entered her body, gently touching the sensitive flesh. Even this slightest touch sent
shivers of pleasure through her, driving the young sorceress almost mad. Finally, even her eyes were covered.
Leona cried helplessly, torn between desire and restraint…
Fanis, standing nearby, fared no better. Unbearable humiliation awaited
the young priestess. Her body, already drenched in sweat from the previous ordeal, was covered in large drops of perspiration and
vaginal fluid. Soft black hair cascaded down her slightly flushed cheeks, and
her eyes were swollen, clearly
from recent weeping. The priestess's tears weren't for the humiliation or injustice she had suffered, but because her friend,
one of the four heroes, the ranger Lyle, had just passed away. No one noticed at the time that Lyle, who had been nailed to the stake and left to
rot for seven days, should have died from his decaying body long ago. What power did he possess
to conjure a magical arrow out of thin air, and how did he throw this final magical arrow?
The men only knew that as they surrounded the priestess, relentlessly violating the helpless girl with their fingers and phalluses
, a sharp magical arrow suddenly shot straight in, striking
the ground just a few steps away from Fanis. The explosion caused by the magical arrow affected many people, and several unfortunate men were even injured on
the spot.
At first, people were terrified, but when they realized that the one who had shot the magical arrow was Lyle, who had long been nailed
to and was nearing death, their fear turned to rage. However, when the enraged crowd dragged Lyle down from the stake, they discovered that the man's life had ended
the moment he fired that last arrow . "That damned ranger, even in his last moments, he tried to sabotage us." The man spat on Lyle's corpse. "Yeah, thank goodness I wasn't injured in the explosion, otherwise it would have been such a shame to miss out on such a beautiful woman ." The men were indifferent to Lyle's death, instead turning their gazes to Fanis, who lay sprawled on the ground, and burst into lewd laughter. "That idiot, wasn't he supposed to be a sharpshooter? How come he couldn't hit a single person? Did he use all his skills on shooting women, hahaha!!!!" "Yeah, yeah, what a fucking bullshit sharpshooter!!!" The laughter filled the entire square, but only Fanis knew the true meaning of Lyle's last arrow . Lyle himself didn't know magic; he had only forced himself to try learning some basic spells in his final days, hoping to aid Elwin, who was in charge of the siege warfare. The last magic arrow Lyle shot was his first and last. Lyle, who should died long ago, stubbornly held on for seven days to create this arrow, but until the very last moment… “You big fool Lyle, why was you such a useless man until the very end?” Fanis cried bitterly. No one knew why… and of course, they didn’t want to know. The men, regaining their composure, quickly recovered. After cleaning up the area hurriedly lifted the slumped priestess and tied her to a wooden post. Unlike Leona, Fanis’s body wasn’t suspended in mid-air; she was kneeling on the ground in a V-shape . “Hehe, Miss Leona has begun her punishment game. Is High Priestess ready? ” When Fanis looked up, she saw Neo standing before her, holding a long, thin dildo. The priestess had been violated by dildos before, but those dildos were usually enormous. This one was different; it was thin and long, and its surface lacked the dreaded texture, instead having a smooth, flat surface. "Look, isn't this thing smaller than usual? I wonder if our priestess will be dissatisfied?" Neo waved it in front of the girl with ill intent. "No, I don't know..." Still reeling from the loss of her friend, Fanice was completely bewildered by this sudden change. Her intuition told her that some terrible conspiracy awaited her, but the girl dared not think about it. "Hehe, today's task for the High Priestess is very simple. All you need to do is keep this thing . Of course, we need you to provide some special services for us. Hehe, it's nothing too special, just oral sex. Isn't that easy?" "I..." Fanice's watery eyes darted around in fear and unease. She was certain that things wouldn't be that simple. Without waiting for the High Priestess's agreement, Neo walked straight up to her, knelt down, and used his hands to part the girl's full, alluring labia, then inserted his thin penis. The penis was indeed too small, unable to satisfy the emptiness in Fanice's body, which had just been aroused. It was also too slippery and too small, requiring her to clench her vagina tightly to prevent it from slipping down. Then, Neo produced a black cloth from somewhere and tightly covered Fanice's eyes , making her completely blind. The loss of sight left the priestess utterly helpless; she began to tremble with fear, her body shaking uncontrollably. Seeing the once high and mighty priestess in such a state of disarray gave everyone immense satisfaction. If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. The man smiled and reached under the protruding part of his penis, where a small spring was wound up, and then he tightened it… "Ah!!!! What is this?!" Fanice suddenly screamed in terror. The wound- up penis suddenly began to spin rapidly; even from the outside, the shaking of the girl's lower abdomen clearly showed the spinning motion. This sudden change terrified the blind Fanice; she had no idea what was happening. All she could do was desperately clench her lower body to prevent the dildo from slipping down. But that feeling, that tingling, yet ultimately shallow, relentless stimulation, was almost unbearable for her. She couldn't close her legs, so she could only tightly grip the penis with her vagina. Because of the constant stimulation, the priestess could feel ...i=71>A thin stream of honey-like fluid seeped from her body, something that was supposed to protect her from harm.

What was meant to be a lubricant turned into a nightmare.
Then, Fanis felt a tall man approach her, roughly pry open her
mouth, and shove his enormous, foul-smelling penis inside. The stench of his genitals
made her feel nauseous, like a giant battering ram pounding into her head.
"So good, the priestess's oral skills are amazing." As soon as the man's massive member entered the girl's mouth,
she felt the wonderful sensation of being surrounded by warm, moist lips. Then, the rapidly advancing penis touched
the tongue that was trying to stop it, and the soft, smooth touch sent a shiver down the man's spine.
"That's amazing, this is the most wonderful enjoyment ever!" the man couldn't help but roar. Then he
grabbed Fanny's head, thrusting his hips forward with force. His massive member brutally broke through the fragile
defenses of her tongue, and, lubricated by saliva, it twisted and pushed into the princess's narrow throat like a giant snake, until it reached the depths of
her throat . Then came a frantic thrusting back and forth until his penis swelled to its limit, and thick semen
shot out all at once into the priestess's beautiful little mouth.
"Cough cough." Fanny couldn't help but cough as his penis was withdrawn.
"Swallow it all, not a drop is allowed, understand?" The man slapped the girl hard across
the face.
"How could this be?" The priestess felt dizzy and disoriented. She awkwardly swallowed the semen stuck in her mouth;
the disgusting smell almost made her vomit. But before she could recover from the sensation,
Fanis felt her face being grabbed by a man again, and then another hot, hard penis was placed in front of her.
…………………
She didn't know how much time had passed. The young female mage felt her body growing heavier and heavier. The prolonged
position put immense pressure on her bound hands and forcibly spread thighs. Sweat had long since soaked
her almost naked body, making her look like she had just been pulled out of the water.
The pain from reaching her physical limit wasn't the most unbearable thing; what she found most unbearable was
the agonizing itching that coursed through her body. The people around her seemed to understand what Leona was thinking
; they all stopped their discussion and stared intently at the young female mage's predicament.
The quieter
betweenthe surroundings remained motionless, as if testing her limits of endurance. Even the occasional
contact with its tip sent a sweet, tingling sensation through her. Her strength was waning, and her legs grew increasingly wet,
the flowing fluids mingling with her sweat, creating a
breathtaking .
Her mind seemed to be drifting further; every gust of wind sent shivers of pleasure through her, as if
countless hands were caressing her. Several times, Leona had wanted to simply
sit down .
But then she looked at the sword… the female mage stared at the silver holy sword between her legs… it was likely the only memento
Elwin had left behind. In the final moments of that
fierce battle, on the verge of defeat, Elwin had stepped forward, shielding his companions with his own body so that the three of them could escape.
Leona gasped for breath, her strength at its limit. Her legs and lower body had long since lost all power;
the only remaining strength was in her hands, bound to the wooden stake, but even that had long since reached its limit. Her body
descended slowly, more and more of the sword's blade touching the inner walls of her cave, rubbing against them. The sorceress was astonished
to find that the sword's blade not only didn't harm her, but instead brought her the long-awaited sense of satisfaction.
What to do? Her hands still had some strength; if she just tried a little harder…
"Oh no, what am I thinking?" A crazy thought made Leona blush.
Here , in front of everyone, she actually wanted to make love to a sword, a holy sword in the hands of a hero—this
thought made her want to disappear with shame.
Yet, her chest grew increasingly hot, and more importantly, a strange thought suddenly occurred to her. When
they first met, she only thought of this handsome but somewhat old-fashioned young swordsman as an interesting travel companion
. Her initial purpose for traveling was to bicker with him every day and tease his immaturity. Then, gradually, they met more people on
their journey , saw things they had never seen before,
the suffering of people under the Demon King's rule, the affairs of this world, and the meaning of dreams. Gradually, she changed. The once proud and confident
girl saw the truth of the world, understood everything her father and family had done together, and then
raised the flag of rebellion against the Demon King. Together with the seemingly flirtatious but extremely loyal knight Lyle and the gentle and kind priestess Fanis, the four
of them traveled to various countries, fought against the Demon King's army, defeated evil dragons, explored ancient treasures,
and gradually, she and the young swordsman became kindred spirits. She even tacitly agreed, yet until the very end, she never dared
to confess her feelings to him…
Now Elwin is dead, only his holy sword remains… If, if…
Leona was no longer able to discern the situation. Having finally found
a reason to comfort herself, the young mage finally relented. She slowly and nervously lifted her upper body, letting
the sword gently rub against her sensitive areas. A torrent of deadly pleasure suddenly surged through her,
making her lose herself.
Perhaps because she couldn't see, the mage, immersed in desire, completely disregarded everything else. Her
body was gradually controlled by pleasure; her movements became faster, more intense, and
deeper. Each thrust brought Leona's body and mind to the peak of fantasy; she was completely lost
in it .
The entire arena fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the incredibly alluring scene before them.
The once proud and beautiful duke's daughter was now naked like a prostitute, vigorously swaying her snow-white,
seductive figure. Under everyone's gaze, she was making love repeatedly, almost frantically, with the silver holy sword
thrust . Each thrust was accompanied by the sorceress's beautiful moans echoing in the air. Her golden
hair flew wildly in the wind, her full breasts bounced up and down,
and her wide-open, snow-white legs were gushing out a torrent of nectar from between them.
It created a dazzling and alluring scene.
"Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~" The female mage's voice grew louder and more intense, finally
culminating in Leona's ecstatic moans. Her entire body convulsed as if in spasm, and a torrent of fluid gushed forth,
flooding the ground and making the already pooled water even larger and more enticing. After her climax, the female mage
seemed deflated, her head drooping, her body covered in star-like beads of sweat. Amidst her already soaked
golden hair, her pretty face still flushed, and her eyes glazed over.
Just as Leona was panting heavily, a sudden, premeditated burst of laughter erupted from around them
.
"Hahaha, what a lewd hero! He actually made love with the Holy Sword!"
"Not only could he make love with a sword, but he did it so enthusiastically! The whole city could hear him!"
"Yeah, yeah, so wanton! He even climaxed at the end! I've never seen such a wanton woman.
"
The mocking laughter rose in waves, and Leona finally snapped out of her daze. She was
horrified to realize she had done something irreversible…
"Damn it, what a shameless bitch!" The older brother
cursed angrily from the crowd.
…
Fanny's situation wasn't much better. Bound to the wooden stake, the
endless of penises had long since exhausted her. She didn't know how many more people were waiting behind, ready to
pound their various penises into her mouth. The priestess only knew that her mouth was nearly numb,
constantly swallowing and spitting out the man's penis. Saliva and semen accumulated in her mouth, filling it completely,
and with the penis squeezed inside, she felt like she was suffocating. However, the most crucial part was her lower body, which
had also long since lost all feeling. She could only numbly and desperately clench the constantly rotating penis. She couldn't see how far
it had slipped out, but she could feel that the wicked penis was
not far from finally falling in.
"Cough, cough." Finally, another penis was pulled from her mouth. Although her mouth was already filled with
too much foul-smelling semen that she couldn't swallow, at least the priestess got a moment's respite—just a moment.
"Hey, Priestess, you're already done? We haven't even finished playing yet!"
Neo walked up to her, erotically kneading Fanis's full breasts a couple of times, then slowly
moving his hand down her smooth belly to between her legs.
"No, no, cough... cough, please, don't touch there, it'll fall out!" Ignoring
the semen in her mouth, the priestess cried out in panic.
"Hehe, where is 'there'? How does Priestess know where I want to touch?"
"Nowhere... don't touch anywhere, please, it really will fall out."
"Really, including the mouth?" The man chuckled, "Do you know how many more people are
needed to complete the mission?"
"I... I don't know." Fanis was too preoccupied to guess; she was covered in sweat and nearly
desperate.
"Just one more person, really just one more," Neo said with a smile.
"One, one," the priestess seemed to sense a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, but it seems the priestess doesn't want anyone else to touch her, does she?"
"Yes... Oh, no... no, no, I mean..." Fanice blushed
and stammered.
"What do you mean? Be more specific." The man was still pretending to be clueless.
"Fuck me... Please, please fuck me... Quick, quick..."
"Fuck you where? I don't know." Seeing the priestess's shameful and anxious, trembling appearance,
the man seemed quite pleased. "Could it be here?" He grinned and reached his fingers towards the priestess's narrow anus,
then inserted them, erotically probing.
"No, not there, don't touch there... Ah... Ah..." Suddenly her
rear was violated, and the strange feeling almost made her lose control. The poor priestess could only helplessly twist
her alluring buttocks in an attempt to relieve the itching.
"Where does the High Priest want me to do to you?" Looking at the once high and mighty High Priest
now weeping and
wailing under his fingers, Neo felt immense satisfaction. "Do...please, please do my mouth." Fanice closed her eyes, pleading helplessly.
"Why do you want me to do your mouth?"
"Because...because I want to give you oral sex..." The High Priestess practically cried
out the word "oral sex," she could already feel the thing inside her about to slip out.
"Please, hurry..."
"Just oral sex? High Priestess, have you forgotten something?" The man wasn't in a hurry.
"Oh..." Fanice felt dizzy, "Then, then... please, sir, shoot your semen
into my... my mouth. Quick... quick, I really can't take it anymore..."
"Oh, you're such a slutty girl, do you admit it?"
"Yes... yes, please, I admit it, I'm a slutty whore, please, it's
really about to fall out!!!!" Fanice cried out in despair.
"Oh, since Lady Fanice admits it, then I'll respectfully comply." Satisfied,
the man withdrew his fingers covered in love juice, then smiled and walked to the girl, pulled out his already
hard and erect penis, and inserted it into the priestess's ravaged little mouth, feeling the priestess's warm ...The sensation of her tongue enveloping his penis sent a jolt of ecstasy through him. This was the oral skill of Miss Fanis, the once high and mighty priestess who had bossed him around. Watching the girl submitting helplessly , Neo found his penis hardening even more. He roared, thrusting harder and harder, faster and faster… The priestess had long since lost her bearings, instinctively tilting her head back to endure each deep throat assault. Finally, with a roar, Neo released his thick semen like a burst dam, flooding the priestess's mouth. The priestess…

Her poor little mouth couldn't hold so much; her pupils dilated, her mouth bulged, and
finally, with a "plop," a large amount of semen mixed with saliva gushed out of Fanis's mouth,
spraying all over the ground.
"Cough, cough..." Watching the priestess continuously spitting out white semen, a sense of conquest surged through
the man's heart. Satisfied, he removed the dildo, which was almost slipping out, from Fanis's already overflowing honey
hole and threw it on the ground.
"Congratulations, priestess, you've passed our game." He smiled mysteriously.
"Really?" Fanis's tone was filled with disbelief.
"Of course, so I'll let you relax a bit now." Neo chuckled as he untied the ropes binding the girl's legs,
finally bringing her thighs together. However, he didn't untie the ropes binding her hands; the priestess
remained suspended in mid-air, and the stake continued to rise. "During your rest, there's something I'd like you to see
."
"What is it?"
"Let's call it a warning." The man chuckled. "While you, Priestess, have passed the game,
Miss Leona over there wasn't so lucky."
…………………
The black blindfold was finally removed, and the moment Priestess Fanice was exposed to sunlight, she was stunned
. She only saw her former friend, Leona, the eldest daughter of the Bunce family, being
hoisted and thrown heavily to the floor not far in front of her.
"No, please, Uncle, please, no, please stop!" Leona's legs and
hands were still bound by thick ropes, and she was covered in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water.
Especially between her long legs, there was still a large amount of fluid, and her abdomen was noticeably swollen.
"Hehe, my lewd niece, this is punishment, you know. Who told you to be so filthy as to
make love with a lifeless sword? Look at your friend, she endured it, didn't she?" Leona's uncle, Zepos,
walked his niece, then stretched out a foot and stepped on the sorceress's protruding abdomen, gently touching it…
…
A large amount of fluid gushed out from Leona's alluring orifice, shooting directly onto
Fanis's face, which was tied to the wooden stake, spraying the priestess's face completely.
Everyone burst into laughter.
However, the sorceress had no time to pay attention to any of this, because she was soon suspended again. This time,
a thick rope hung vertically from above, firmly tied to her hands, which were bound behind her back, leaving
Leona hanging face down.
"No, it hurts so much..." The sorceress's beautiful body swayed in mid-air. Because only
her hands were suspended, the girl's entire body was unable to maintain its balance. After a series of twists and turns, due to
gravity, Leona fell headfirst, her alluring body tumbling in the air, emitting low
moans. Fortunately, a man walked in front of her and lifted her upper body.
"Hehe, hold on tight." Zepos had somehow appeared behind Leona
and inattention, shoved a large bottle of enema into his niece's anus.
"No, no more! Please, Uncle, it's already...it's already been five tubes!!!"
Leona cried, twisting her beautiful hips, her full breasts swaying beneath her snow-white flesh. "Please
...please..."
"What are you saying? You're not telling the truth again. Soon, soon you'll be able to enjoy that wonderful feeling of excretion
. You're actually very excited, aren't you?" After finishing, Zepos erotically patted his niece's shapely buttocks.
"No, don't say anymore." Although her face flushed red with shame, her uncle's words still left a small ripple in the female
mage's heart. For some reason, the orgasm brought by her union with the Holy Sword did not bring her
much satisfaction. The lust within her grew stronger and stronger, and she felt her reason gradually slipping away.
"You really don't want to cum?"
"No, not in such a shameful place." The female mage gasped heavily. She didn't really
not want to cum; it was just an instinctive verbal protest. But no sooner had she spoken
than a large, solid wooden plug was inserted into her swollen anus.
"Well, there's no other way then." Zepos viciously pressed the plug tightly against her engorged rear
, then cruelly pounded the exposed part several times until the wooden plug was completely swallowed
by the girl's plump buttocks.
"No, no, please, don't put it in!!!" Leona screamed. After the plug embedded
itself her buttocks, a tremendous feeling of suffocation surged through the girl's heart.
"What's wrong, my niece? Didn't you just say you didn't want to?" Zepos mocked Leona's
embarrassment.
"But...but...oh..." Tormented by the overwhelming urge to defecate
, the female mage finally gave in. She cried and begged her wicked uncle, "Please, I need to, I need to cum, please!!!
"
"Not now." Zepos had no intention of letting Leona go. Looking at his once
arrogant niece, who had once ridden on his head, now being tormented to the point of wanting to die in front of him, a huge wave of pleasure surged
through the man's body. He quickly pulled out his penis and stuffed it into his niece's still empty vagina.
"No, don't put it in anymore, I'm going to die..." Under Zepos's vigorous thrusting, the female
mage's slender body swayed helplessly in mid-air, accompanied by pitiful cries that echoed throughout the square.
"Hehe, if you really can't take it, why don't you just squeeze it out yourself?" Zepos patted
his niece's pretty face, which was already streaked with tears.
"No, I can't do that, I can't do that." Leona kept shaking her head and crying.
"How annoying! Does anyone else want to come up? Our young lady's mouth is still empty!!"i=69>Oh, the crowd below erupted in joyful cheers. ……………… Why, why is this happening? Priestess Fanies kept asking herself, why did she feel so empty down there when she saw her best friend stripped naked and hung up, being repeatedly penetrated by two penises while receiving an enema ?

Fanis looked helplessly at Leona's pitiful state. Even with her eyes closed, the sorceress's seductive
moans still pierced her ears and
stirred .
"Please, Leona, stop moaning like that!" Several times the priestess wanted to scream
out loud . Her body was growing hotter and hotter, her two snow-white, full thighs involuntarily intertwining and
rubbing together, hoping to relieve the itching sensation in her body, especially in the cave between her legs.
"What's wrong? Does Your Highness want it again?" Sometime later, the wicked priest
Neo appeared before her again, holding up a dildo the size of a normal man's penis and
waving it in front of her.
"I...no, I don't know." Her inner lust grew stronger, and the priestess nervously
closed her eyes , trying not to look at the wicked dildo.
"Oh, really?" Neo chuckled, then suddenly reached out and shoved the dildo all the way into
the girl's vagina, then began thrusting it in and out forcefully.
"Oh, no, don't, pull it out!" Fanny cried out nervously.
"Really?" Neo deliberately raised his voice, and stopped thrusting.
"Oh...no..."
"Ha, that's it, you lewd High Priestess, you say no, but your body is so honest.
"
"Ah...no, ah...no..." The priestess became increasingly incoherent,
the pleasure of her emptiness being filled making her unable to stop. She began to slowly twist her snow-white, plump buttocks, moving up
and down to meet the dildo inside her, desperately seeking an opportunity for intercourse. However, just as Fanis began to
immerse herself in pleasure, the thrusting stopped silently. The evil priest Neo suddenly withdrew his penis, still wet
with the girl's semen, from her vagina, leaving only endless emptiness in her wide-open
orifice.
"Oh, no, don't do this..." It was a feeling of falling from heaven to hell, and the priestess
cried out.
"Don't do this!"
"Quickly, insert it into me... I want it..." The cruel torture
tore away . Fanis no longer cared about anything; her flushed cheeks were filled with desire.
"What's the rush? I just prepared an even better one for you." With that, Neo laughed and threw away
the dildo, taking out a huge dildo the size of an orc. He evilly moved it between the girl
's legs, pressing the enormous glans against her opening.
"No... This is too big, I'll break!!!!" Fear overwhelmed desire,
and the priestess desperately shook her head in refusal.
"What are you yelling for? You'll know what it means to be in ecstasy once this thing is inside." Without waiting for the girl's
consent , Neo grabbed Fanis's plump, white buttocks and forcefully
shoved his enormous orcish penis into her opening. For the priestess, such a size was indeed too large. During the
repeated insertion, Fanis was almost constantly moaning, the intense pleasure mixed with pain leaving
the young priestess completely disoriented.
"Ah, ah, no, please, spare me... I'm dying!!"
"It's incredibly pleasurable, isn't it?" Neo said with a laugh after fully penetrating the priestess's thick buttocks.
"No...no...no...I don't know!!!!" Neo
wasn't wrong. The immense size brought an overwhelming pleasure,
a tidal wave of ecstasy she had never experienced before. The priestess was completely lost in the constant thrusting,
frantically responding to the man's movements. Her beautiful cheeks were flushed, her black hair danced in the air,
and her snow-white body was covered in glistening beads of sweat. Her entire body was burning hot and red, and even her
voice had become the most seductive moan.
"Ah~~~~Ah~~~~I'm going to climax!!" Finally, with that fatal pleasure, the priestess
finally reached the climax she had been waiting for. Just as
Fanis was thrusting his body, preparing to fully embrace this moment...
" Ah
... "Really? Then be louder, beg me to put it in again, louder, loud enough for everyone to hear ." "Put it in me!! Please, put it in me!!! I can't take it anymore, please put it in me, however you want!!! " Fanny's cries could be heard throughout the square, and the people below laughed even harder, but the priestess didn't care about any of that. She just wanted more, bigger... "Really, however you want it?" Neo asked again deliberately. "Yes, however you want it, so... so... hurry up!!!" The priestess was almost going crazy. However, when Neo actually put that thing in. "Ah!!!!! No, not this one!!!!" Fanny cried again in desperation. It turned out that the penis Neo took out was not the orc size it had been before, but rather pitifully small, and was the goblin size. "Didn't you just say you could insert it however you wanted?" "Oh…please, have mercy on me." The priestess felt she was being tortured to the point of madness."No, no, this is too small! I want a bigger one, a bigger one!!!" "Hmph, what a noble and holy priestess! Look at you now, you're just like a bitch in heat. " Neo couldn't help but scoff. "Yes, I am a bitch, I am the lowest of bitches, I am, I am, I am!!! So please, fuck me !!!" the girl cried out in despair.

"Hmph, how utterly lewd." Neo laughed as if he had known all along. He turned to
look at the men below, all of whom were already drooling, their greedy eyes fixed on him. "Now, who, who wants to
fuck this bitch?" he shouted.
All of this was just foreplay; the real gang rape was about to begin.
……………………
"I want to go!!"
"Me, me too!"
"Yeah, fuck these two bitch heroes to death!!"
The shouts from the crowd below rose higher and higher, the men's eyes bloodshot as they stared intently at
the girl on the stage. However, amidst this noisy crowd, a figure suddenly darted onto the stage and walked straight up to the evil priest
Neo.
"I want to be the first to fuck this bitch." The older brother, his eyes gleaming with excitement, stared at the beautiful, half
- conscious body. The poor priestess was nearly exhausted from the torture, yet her lust
remained unfulfilled. Her face was flushed, her snow-white, plump thighs rubbing together, and enticing fluids dripped
from her legs, trickling down her inner thighs and onto the ground.
"Ah, you are..." The half-conscious Fanis was surprised to see the man who had jumped on her.
"Oh, why?" The evil priestess raised an eyebrow, seemingly quite interested in this country bumpkin.
"I've wanted to fuck this bitch for a long time. Damn it, she's so beautiful, she could stay in the temple and
be worshipped as a saint. Why did she have to run off to be some kind of hero? Mind your own business!
" The older brother swallowed hard.
"Oh, it sounds like you know them."
"Of course, who doesn't know those two nationally renowned beauties? Oh, I mean, of course I know
them, but it's a little different. I have a little grudge against them, hehe."
"How so?"
"Well, it's nothing really. About a year ago,
a group of Something must have happened, because they've been staying there ever since."
The older brother quickly waved his hand, making a nonchalant gesture. "It's nothing serious, they just
stayed there for a while... and... cough... took some food."
"Brother!" The younger brother finally managed to peek out from the crowd, seemingly wanting to say something.
"Go on." The evil priest didn't seem to care about the other's attempt to hide it.
"Then, then those trashy heroes came. When they arrived in the village and found the king's
army , they chased away the goblins and orcs without a word. That female mage even set fire to our houses!
After driving them away, they shamelessly stayed in the village, not only eating and drinking to their hearts' content, but also inciting us
to rise up against the Demon King's rule! Bah! Luckily, we didn't listen to them. Soon the Demon King's army arrived
, but they had already slipped away to who knows where."
Upon hearing this, everyone's attention turned to the priestess tied to the wooden stake, and they all showed
contemptuous eyes. Fanis seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything. She just futilely twisted her beautiful
body on the stake, the lust within her still tormenting her, making her feel both alive and dead.
"Oh, I see," the evil priest Neo's eyes darted around, as if he understood something. "Because
of them, you've been suspected of rebellion by the Demon King, so now you want revenge."
"Brother!!" the younger brother cried out from below.
"Hehe, isn't that right?" the older brother seemed to ignore his younger brother's dissatisfaction. "Actually, I've wanted to sleep with this
priestess , hehe, you can all see what she looks like now. I might as well tell you, this bitch
has been this wanton for a long time. Everyone says she's the beloved daughter of the Earth Mother Goddess, a chaste virgin. Humph, I saw everything that
night She and that notorious playboy Lyle were secretly
flirting in our woodshed!"
"No, no," Fanis, who was half-dead from being tortured, somehow managed to utter this sentence.
"Still trying to deny it? Bah!" He spat on the ground. "You still won't admit it?"
The brother grinned lewdly as he approached the priestess. Looking at
Fanice , he reached out and erotically kneaded her full breasts for a while before sliding his hand down to her genitals,
probing into her already soaking wet vulva.
"Ah…" The man's caresses gave the priestess a wave of liberating pleasure, and she involuntarily
let out seductive moan, making the brother's penis incredibly hard.
"Hmph, your body immediately admits it." The brother chuckled contemptuously. "Back then, you seduced that knight like this ; I saw it all from outside." As he spoke, he repeatedly thrust his hand in and out
of the girl's alluring vulva . "Ah, that's not it~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~~~ Ah!!!!" Perhaps desire overcame reason; the priestess initially resisted, but soon began swaying her beautiful body, responding to his movements. "Hehe, what kind of hero is this? So shameless! So wanton." Although the older brother was full of contempt, his hands were ruthless, whipping the girl until she screamed, then he immediately started unzipping his pants. "But brother, it's not like that." The younger brother whispered from below. "Shut up!" The older brother immediately shouted at his younger brother. "Yes, yes!" The younger brother shrank back fearfully, his face full of grievance. "Wait, I remember what you said." The evil priest Neoran suddenly reached out, "You're from Yuhara Village, right? A year ago, some defeated soldiers from another country did escape to your village. You seem to have misunderstood them. ""Oh, really?" The older brother laughed awkwardly. "But those two female heroes still need some fun, don't they? What's wrong with the Demon King's rule? Where else in other countries can you see this kind of new entertainment game?" The evil priest suddenly changed the subject. "Yes, yes, that's exactly what I'm saying." The older brother quickly chimed in, "Who asked you heroes to be so clever as to save some country? Anyway, I won't get a single extra penny, so what does it have to do with me? Whether it's the Demon King or some other king, it's all the same. I'll still live the same life, and I won't get a single extra penny. Now someone's offering me free access to those things that were once so high and mighty..."

"Such a beauty, only a fool wouldn't step up, right everyone?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Damn it, kill that shameless female warrior!"
"I'm going to come up and have a go at her too!"
The crowd was in a frenzy, their shouts rising and falling below. At this moment, only one person—the younger
brother— was secretly heartbroken. He knew that everything his brother had said was a lie. The
remnants of the defeated human nations had fled to their village and forcibly settled there, wreaking havoc, stealing food, and even raping
the village girls. Everyone dared not speak out, no one dared to resist the Demon King's army, nor did they have the power
to resist, until those four young men arrived. He had been watching the battle from the sidelines, watching Elwin's
fluid swordsmanship... The ranger's precise archery, Miss Leona's magnificent offensive magic, and Fanis's gentle
healing spells were unforgettable. What a powerful group they were! And they were also incredibly kind people;
they did their best to prevent the village from being destroyed. The defeated orcs even set the village on fire before leaving.
To protect the village, Ranger Lyle was even injured, and then Miss Fanis…
Miss Fanis was definitely not a promiscuous woman; he was there that day too. But none of the younger brothers dared to say it aloud.
I'm so weak, so very weak, I can't do anything. The younger brother wept to himself.
On stage, the older brother's earlier flamboyant performance seemed to have elicited a huge reaction from the audience, who
shouted and hurled insults at the priestess. The older brother, however, now seemed like a hero.
He stood before Fanis, lewdly gazing at her alluring yet helpless body, then unzipped his pants, pulled out
his penis, and roughly parted the priestess's full legs, thrusting it into her honey-dripping, lustful vulva
.
"Ah~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~" Fanis, who had long awaited this moment, finally experienced liberation. Whether
ashamed her own lust or humiliated by the crowd, the girl simply tilted her head back, her delicate eyebrows tightly closed, motionless
, enjoying the pleasure brought by this rape.
"Shameless indeed, starting to seduce after only a few strokes." "The brother seemed very satisfied with the priestess's
behavior. He became increasingly aggressive, thrusting and pounding repeatedly, his hard penis attacking
that mysterious core again and again, a look of utter satisfaction spreading across his face.
'Mmm...ah...ah...ah...'
'Hmph, she really is a nationally renowned beauty, this is so great!'" "The brother seemed to be getting more and more excited with each thrust,
becoming increasingly unrestrained. He stretched out his hands and tightly embraced the girl's slender waist, then reversed the rope so that she
was facing away from him. He moved his hands up and pressed them tightly against the girl's full breasts, while simultaneously engaging in a two-part assault,
enjoying the pleasure from her breasts and relentlessly thrusting into the priestess's private parts.
"Ah~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~" The sensitive nipples being played with, and the intense pleasure coming from her back
, almost made the priestess lose her mind. She tightly clenched her vagina with the foreign object inside her, letting her beautiful
body sway back and forth as it was constantly being thrust into.
"Hehe, like that, you lewd priestess, scream louder and louder." "Not only Fanny, but even
her brother was immersed in this intense pleasure, his expression becoming frenzied.
'Mmm, ah~~ ah~~~ ah~~' Intense pleasure continued to emanate from her womb, sweeping through
every corner of her body. Fanny had completely succumbed; her previously furrowed brows began to relax, and sweet moans began to escape from her
beautiful mouth… No, no… Miss Fanny shouldn't be like this .
This lewd woman is not the Miss Fanny who
rescued me from the demon army. Watching the girl on the stage being penetrated to the point of ecstasy by her brother, the slender younger brother couldn't bear it any longer.
He desperately shook his head and began to retreat step by step… … ... "I..." The younger brother lowered his head. He was used to obeying others . "But, but Miss Fanis..." " Never mind Fanis, there's another one here," Zepos said with a smile, pointing to the other side of the stage. Almost forcibly pulled onto the stage, the younger brother, his face flushed, watched his older brother excitedly enjoying the priestess 's beautiful body. He quickly lowered his head, overwhelmed by feelings of helplessness, shame, and disgust… … But the emotion that bewildered him most was envy. After all, both of them were incredibly beautiful; no normal man could resist them, especially Miss Leona. The younger brother nervously looked ahead. Leona's humiliation seemed to be nearing its end. She was suspended in mid-air, her beautiful, alluring buttocks facing him, the anal plug already pressed against her anus. She looked both pitiful and incredibly beautiful. The younger brother was mesmerized. He had never seen his goddess in such a state before. He stared intently at the female mage , his eyes involuntarily greedily lingering on her shameful parts, and then… "Ah!!!" Suddenly, accompanied by Leona's shameful scream, a gush of water shot out from her alluring cave, directly hitting his face and body, soaking him completely. The younger brother stared blankly at the female mage before him; his goddess, Lady Leona, had actually lost control of her bladder in front of so many people and sprayed water onto his face… "Hahaha, look, that little girl actually squeezed that plug out with her ass!" "And sprayed out so much, how shameless!" Watching the female mage perform the human fountain act on stage, the audience roared with laughter. "What a shameless bitch, don't you think so, little brother?" Zepos suddenly stepped forward. "I… I don't know."The younger brother quickly shook his head. "She dared to get all stinky from your cum, don't you want to sleep with her?" Zepos's words held a tempting allure. Sleep with her, and I can actually be with Miss Leona… The younger brother's mouth went dry, but he…

Still wary, he shook his head. "I... I don't know."
"Don't hide it from me, I can tell you really like my niece."
His younger brother swallowed hard; Zepos had hit the nail on the head. Ever since that day when
Miss so gracefully rescued him from the goblins, he had fallen for
the eldest daughter of the most powerful duke in the kingdom, the Bunce family. He would never forget that day, when a goblin's spear pierced his helpless frame, and just when he
thought he was about to die, that beautiful, golden figure suddenly appeared and saved him, like a
golden lightning bolt. He also wouldn't forget when he opened his eyes, still shaken, and stood before him
the incredibly noble and beautiful girl, with long golden hair and a tight-fitting robe made of lace and gold trim. She was
backlit , as if bathed in golden holy light—my goddess of light, the younger brother thought.
Miss Leona was a dashing and alluring girl. Whenever he stood next to her,
his younger brother would secretly stare at her slender legs peeking out from under her skirt, then guiltily
glance at her slightly low-cut bra, imagining the tempting curves—that was enough. After all, to him, Miss
Leona was no different from a true goddess, someone he could only look up to for his entire life. She was so noble,
so beautiful, and had such an outstanding boyfriend.
But now… now it was different. It was as if a goddess had fallen to earth, and Miss Leona
was bound right in front of him, freely touched, defiled, even…
No, I can't think like that. She's Miss Leona who saved my life! The younger brother suddenly
shook his head, nervously taking a step back, only to be pulled back by Zepos.
"Kid, what are you afraid of?"
"No, I dare not…" The younger brother continued shaking his head and backing away.
"Useless man, get up there!" Zepos's expression suddenly changed. He forcefully twisted his brother's clothes
and shoved him towards Leona.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
The accidental physical contact caused both of them to cry out simultaneously. The brother, losing his balance, almost dragged
the female mage's half-naked lower body to barely stand up. But the feel of her skin, the delicate texture only a noble
lady could possess, made his heart flutter.
"You are..." Leona weakly turned her head.
"No, I didn't mean to, Miss Leona." The brother quickly apologized, his clumsy appearance causing
everyone to burst into laughter.
"What are you apologizing for? Hurry up and get her, fuck this bitch to death!"
"Yeah, yeah! If you don't go, I'll go!" People shouted from below.
"Did you hear the shouts down there? Get up there now." Zepos, in close combat, pressed a dagger against his brother's chest. "
This isn't a request, it's an order."
The cold tip of the sword against his own heart nearly made his brother faint. Then Zepos waved his hand, and
two tall men stepped in front of him, striking his chest and back heavily, knocking the frail
brother to the ground.
"Do you know the consequences of disobeying?" Zepos looked at him coldly.
The brother struggled to his feet, looking around at the crowd in a daze. The man before him was obvious, and the crowd below
was cheering and jumping for joy, while his brother was still excitedly enjoying the priestess's alluring body not far away, completely
oblivious him.
"I have no other choice?" The brother found a reason to masturbate, but for some reason,
he felt a kind of excitement. He slowly walked behind the female mage and carefully touched the girl's smooth, beautiful buttocks.
"It's you," Leona managed to say.
"You still remember me, Miss Leona?"
"Yes, but I didn't expect you to come too..." A bitter taste lingered in Leona's weak voice
.
"I'm sorry, Miss Leona, I was forced... They beat me... I, I had no
choice ..." A wave of guilt washed over him, and the younger brother quickly tried to find an excuse for himself.
I was forced, I had no choice, the younger brother kept repeating these two sentences to himself, but
only he knew that the real driving force urging him forward was not fear, but... ...
"
..." Leona turned her head resignedly, without saying a word. From her expression, it was clear that
this tormented female mage was now completely powerless to resist.
"Cough..." The younger brother took her silence as acquiescence. He gleefully pulled down his pants,
then took out his already erect penis, and slowly, carefully, probed into Leona's unreserved
honey hole.
"Ah..." The moment he entered, the younger brother felt waves of pleasure surging from the head of his penis.
This was Leona's body, he thought to himself. With each penetration, the narrow
walls of her vagina gripped his shaft even tighter; this was his first time.
"Ah, no..." Leona let out a shameful moan. Unlike the priestess, her
desire was completely extinguished. She remained relatively lucid as she watched the boy she had once saved violate her, a wave
of immense shame washing over her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss Leona," the younger brother repeated, but his lower body didn't
falter. Whether due to the overwhelming pleasure or nervousness, he instinctively thrust
repeatedly into the honeyed depths of his goddess, the excitement far outweighing
any guilt.
"No…" Leona whimpered, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling weakly in a feeble attempt to resist. But the boy behind her
had long since lost all understanding, consumed by desire. Though he continued to murmur, his body thrust faster and faster.
The boy noticed her panting heavily; she seemed to be using every ounce of strength, pounding
into his body again and again, swaying from side to side like a withered leaf in the wind, suspended by the ropes.
"Ah!"The female mage let out a scream. Because she was lying flat with only her hands hanging,
Leona immediately lost her balance as soon as her brother let go and fell headfirst to the ground. Fortunately, her brother
caught her and adjusted his position. The boy used his hands to support the girl's beautiful breasts hanging in front of her chest, stabilized her body, and continued
to thrust.
"Why, why even you..." Her sensitive nipples were being played with, and the female mage's body gradually began to
feel something. She turned back to look at the boy she had once saved, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the boy repeated, but he had no intention of giving up.
"Then stop, please, I don't want to be with you..." the girl murmured pitifully.
"They forced me, I had no choice." Although he said this, his body didn't stop at all.
The sight of his former goddess submitting filled the boy with a sense of conquest.
"Please, only you... only you won't..." the female mage almost cried out.
This time, the younger brother didn't even want to answer, just continued thrusting on his own. Gradually,
the power accumulated in his penis seemed to be reaching its peak. Soon, he was about to ejaculate!
I got it, I got it! Even Lord Elwin didn't get a body, I got it. The overwhelming
sense of conquest drove the boy wild with ecstasy. Desire had transformed the once weak, weeping coward into
a cruel, ruthless beast. His hands tightened, ignoring the girl's painful cries, digging his nails
deep into her alluring breasts. His thrusts grew faster and faster, accelerating to reach the climax of his desire.
"Ha, ha, ha…" It was his first time with a woman, and the already weak boy
soon became drenched in sweat. Leona, however, whose body had cooled after her previous orgasm, wasn't so easily
brought to another. So, the boy's wild cries of pleasure filled the air as he ejaculated completely into her
body.
"Cough, cough, cough…" After such an intense climax, the boy's body went limp, and
he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
The girl in mid-air, however, continued to weep.
"How was it? Isn't my niece's taste delicious? This is
a treasure you'll never experience in your life," Zepos laughed, then waved his hand. "Alright, the appetizer is over.
Now everyone can play with this bitch. Remember to line up, two at a time!"
The crowd cheered again, scrambling to the stage.
"Please... come... here..." Leona had stopped crying at some point.
She turned her head with difficulty, gesturing for her brother to come closer.
"Yes." The boy, having recovered from his climax, had regained his senses. Although a huge sense of guilt filled his
heart, Miss Leona's words still sounded like a command to him. The brother didn't even have time to clean up
his penis before climbing onto the mage's body.
"Come closer... to me..." Leona gestured for her brother to continue approaching.
As the boy slowly crawled beneath the girl, bringing his ear close to her lips, the female mage softly uttered
a single sentence …
Instantly, as if struck by lightning, the boy fell to the ground, staring blankly at Leona before him,
his expression filled with regret and disbelief. The lingering lust within him vanished in an instant.
“How could this be…” At that moment, it was as if the world was turning upside down, everything becoming nothingness.
His brother's final roar from afar was unheard.
The crowd rushed past him, the jeers of the people and the girl's cries unheard.
Only tears streamed down the boy's face.
…
Time flew by.
The four heroes of yesteryear have become the only topic of conversation among the numb populace. The country remains the same
, the Demon King remains the same king, still powerful, his army still invincible. However,
the escalating war has left this once prosperous nation exhausted, the land barren, taxes ever heavier
, and people's lives increasingly worse. The strong bully the weak, corruption is rampant, and the most despicable and shameless people thrive. Everyone knows this, and they accept it. Thus, the privileged continue their decadent and luxurious lives, while the powerless live as before, endlessly complaining about the world while numbing themselves with alcohol and lies, seeking only to drown their sorrows. Everything will only get worse, not better. The young brothers of the past are now white-haired old men. The strong older brother, through his strength, has obtained a squad leader position in the Demon King's suppression army, and cheap wine and prostitutes have become his only solace. The weaker younger brother returned to his hometown, his only companions the books in the old, cobweb-covered wooden shelf. The two brothers lived like this, each day looking towards tomorrow, each tomorrow the same as before. Until one day, the wooden door of the younger brother's house, rarely knocked on, was pushed open, and a young man stood before him. The younger brother's aged eyes scanned the young man before him. A forest-scented cloak, a bow and arrow, and a short sword confirmed his identity. His handsome appearance and refined speech set him apart; the young swordsman exuded vitality. "So, even in this dark age, such young men still exist," the younger brother couldn't help but sigh. However, the swordsman's brows were furrowed with deep confusion. He sat politely in , looking at the old man before him, seemingly hesitant. "Young man, you've come from afar; surely you have something to ask me?" the younger brother spoke first. "Old man, do you know why I've come?" the young man replied, slightly surprised but still composed. "If there's nothing wrong, who would visit a withered, thin old man like me?" The younger brother smiled. "Young man, you seem confused." "Yes, you're right." The young man lowered his head. "I did come to visit you to ask you some questions." "But I have nothing to teach you." "I want to ask about some past events… a long, long time ago, a past event long sealed in ." "Past events?" The younger brother raised his head, a flicker of unease in his eyes. There were too many unacceptable stories , far too many."Yes, it's something everyone talks about, but perhaps only you can give us the truth." The young man looked up. "What is it?" "The past... the truth about those four heroes." The other person looked up and said, word by word.

"The Four Heroes?" The younger brother looked up. It was something from a very long time ago, yet it felt as if it were
right before his eyes . "Why do you ask these questions? You can hear about the fate of those four people everywhere."
"But only you can hear the truth, old man… My companions and I traveled far and wide. At first,
like everyone else, we thought those four were… like the rumors. But the more places we went, the more
suspicious we found."
The younger brother looked at the young ranger before him, and for some reason, his figure overlapped
so .
"They… were a bunch of idiots." After a long silence, the younger brother finally uttered these words.
"No, you're lying!" The young ranger was somewhat agitated. "We...we visited many places:
villages once occupied by the demon army, the bone grounds of dragons, the once-glorious but now fallen Duke Bons family,
and the ruins of the Temple of the Earth Mother..."
"You've been to all these places?
" "Yes."
"Then what did you gain from them?"
"They...they were all incredibly good people, talented, kind, and friendly.
Countless people have benefited from their help."
"Then why did they fail?" the younger brother countered.
"I don't know... I think, I think maybe it's because they were too weak."
"No, young man, you're wrong. They weren't weak. I can tell you, Elwin is
the best , and the bravest man. Ranger Lyle's arrows can easily hit eagles high in the sky,
hares on the grass. Fanis was the youngest high priest back then; her holy magic can banish any monster...
And Miss Leona, she's also incredibly intelligent; there's no magic in this world she can't learn."
"Then why did they lose? Why did they end up like this?"
"Because they were fools," the younger brother repeated.
"Fools, huh..." The young man slumped down. "They thought their will was
everyone 's will, that everyone would eventually be on their side. How naive!"
"No, you're wrong again, young man," his brother interrupted. "Elwin and the others weren't fools. They
knew all along that the people weren't on their side. They knew their apathy and cowardice. That's why they
went to challenge the Demon King alone, knowing they would die, knowing they would fail, yet still daring to challenge
the powerful Demon King... They truly deserve the title of heroes."
"But history is written by the victors, and they lost," the young man shook his head. Why didn't they more actively
incite the people? Why didn't they rely on everyone's strength to resist? I've discovered they're only relying on a small
elite to fight the demon army, naively treating the people as their protectors… How naive! In the end,
the people don't even know who they're bleeding for, and instead treat those two girls with even more numbness and cruelty
…"
"You're still wrong, you've misjudged people." The younger brother sighed. "Lord Elman is a descendant of the former king,
Miss Fanis is a saintess of the Earth Mother, and Miss Leona is the eldest daughter of the highest duke, the Bons family. If
they wanted, they could easily raise their voices and have the support of the people, but they didn't."
"Why is that?
" Because they were too kind, they had long seen through people's apathy and weakness…
Only politicians who want to use the people as stepping stones would try to incite the masses, but for them,
every living life deserved respect. They didn't want to see large numbers of people lose their lives for this likely
-to-fail uprising; they weren't willing to step on people's blood and corpses to achieve victory.
Isn't that what a hero is?" The younger brother smiled sadly. "Think about it, how many heroes in the world have
sacrificed themselves for complete strangers?"
"Ah, yes…" The younger brother's words seemed to make the young man realize something. He looked up into
the distance . "That man, he has the same personality. He's incredibly foolish.
" They knew, they knew their ideals wouldn't be understood by the people, yet
they were still willing to fight for them. Even at the last moment, Lord Elwin was willing to use his own life
to protect his remaining comrades. They are worthy of respect, young man… In this dark age, it is precisely this quality that
we lack. I hope you understand.”
“But… if everyone doesn't have this awareness, what's
the use of their success? If it were me, I would rather roar like a lion for a day than be a cowardly lamb for a hundred years.”
“Unfortunately, too much blood has been shed. Lord Elwin believed that even the most strained peace was better than the most righteous
war. He was a man who deeply understood the tragedy of war. And not all the people are like you,
strong and powerful. Everyone… Everyone wants to be enslaved.”
“How is that possible?” The young man's eyes widened.
"Yes, you say you've traveled to many places, so you must have seen... how
many people around you actually have the courage to yearn for their ideals, and how many are truly willing to sacrifice everything to pursue
them? How many..."
"I... I don't know." The young man was completely speechless.
"Very few, right? Have you seen those villages saved by the heroes? How are those people now
? Still endlessly complaining about their troubles, blaming this and that, right? How many of them have truly
remembered what those four young men did for them?"
"But you can't blame them. They are weak. Do you want them to rebel against the Demon King and die?
""Weaklings, how many are born strong? Young man, let me tell you, the reason they become
like this is because they want to be weak. Because being weak has its advantages: you can live numbly, complain
incessantly , and not have to think about anything. As long as the disaster is bearable, they won't do anything.
"
"Everyone has the right to choose their own life. You…you can't force them." The young
knight-errant was completely passive.
"Don't they want liberation, don't they want freedom? No, you're wrong…they do want it,
but unwilling to put in the effort. They just sit there all day, complaining about society, waiting for their savior to appear, but…"
No one ever wants to be the savior. And when the real savior appears, they find
excuses for themselves: "I'm weak, I can't help others," and continue living their lives in a daze. "You
want to know the truth? This is the truth!" Perhaps for the first time, the younger brother shouted so loudly.
"No, what right do you have to say that?" the ranger roared back.
"Because I am that weak one!" The younger brother roared back with even more force, tears streaming down his face, "You know, I
once... I once slept with Miss Leona, the Miss
Leona . I slept with her, I fucked her..."
"No, this..." The young man was stunned again.
"Is it unbelievable that I am one of those weak ones? That's why I know that when I slept with
Miss , I always comforted myself with the excuse that I was forced and had no way to resist, and I still
do now!" "The younger brother closed his eyes," but I'll never forget Miss Leona's resentful expression. I
actually slept with her, how could I do that?! "
Old man..."
"Never mind, I've said everything I wanted to say. If you understand, then leave. My brother is
coming back soon. He's a member of the Demon King's suppression force. Don't let him hear these words."
"Suppression force? As a human, he actually joined this riot control army to suppress people's rebellions?"
The ranger felt a sudden urge to draw the dagger at his waist.
"Please don't hurt my brother..." The younger brother intervened, "He's old, and he's not
a bad person. My brother has been supporting me all these years. Like everyone else, he joined the army
just to make a living."
"He also participated in the torture of those two girls back then."
"Yes, yes. " Especially Miss Fanis, but everyone went mad back then, everyone lost their minds…
…A long time ago, when our village was attacked, my brother was also injured and unconscious for several days. Miss
Fanis took care of him, but he was unconscious at the time, so he didn’t know… …This, this can’t be blamed on him,
and he’s also dissatisfied with the current state of this country.”
“Dissatisfied and then using even worse methods to target it, what kind of logic is that!” the ranger
said .
“Everyone, everyone is helpless.” The younger brother lowered his head, “Elwin and the others are good people. They sacrificed
themselves to bring starlight to this world, but unfortunately, they are still far from illuminating the whole world.”
“Then, then all the evil rumors about them are false?”
“Yes, Lord Elwin is an upright and brave good person, and Miss Leona is also a
girl who is proud on the outside but kind on the inside. She and Lord Elwin are attracted to each other, but they never dared to express their feelings until the end.” Lord
Lyle wasn't like the rumors suggested. Although handsome and charming, the only girl he truly loved was Miss Fanny
, and he was always awkward in her presence, which led her to jokingly call him a big child. The four of them
could have lived happily ever after, if it weren't for their ideals…
"Thank you, old man… This resolves my inner conflict." After a long silence, the young man
suddenly smiled. "My friend has arrived too, so I'll take my leave now." A
knock came at the door. Standing outside were a man and two women. The male swordsman leading the group was handsome and
honest , while the two girls behind him were stunningly beautiful.
When the young ranger stepped out and stood with them, the old man rubbed his eyes frantically. He almost thought the four of them had returned, everything just as it had been years ago.
Then, he remembered the recent rumors circulating in town about the new hero's exploits.
"Although we can only bring starlight to this world, and cannot illuminate the entire world, we
can light the way forward for those who come after us. Everything will be alright, believe me." Elwin
's words from years ago suddenly echoed in his younger brother's ears. At that moment, he understood, completely understood.
"Wait for me, young man." The old man hurriedly followed him out.
"What is it, old man?"
"There is one more thing I must tell you. The true method to defeat the Demon King is hidden somewhere
. I must tell you this secret." "
Why, how do you know?" The young man leading the group was somewhat surprised.
"Because that was the secret Miss Leona left me." The old man looked up, his voice becoming choked with
sobs , "Miss Leona and the others knew they might fail, so they hid that secret somewhere,
hoping that future generations could inherit their experience and legacy... Miss Leona knew all along that someone would come,
someone would come looking for me..."
"How foolish Miss Leona was, so clever... why couldn't she foresee her own
end ?"
The old man knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
……………………
"Brother, I've brought the money and the wine. I'm afraid I'll have to hide here for a while." The door opened again
, and this time standing outside was the drunken, tipsy older brother, holding a half-empty bottle of wine.
"Brother, were you being chased by those prostitutes again for debts?"
"Of course, brother. I swear I'll never go to those old, ugly whores again." "
The older brother plopped down in the chair, and with a thud, the already worn-out chair fell apart.
'Damn it, I need to get a new chair again.' The middle-aged brother took a while to get up after the fall.
'Brother, shouldn't you consider quitting the suppression force?' the younger brother suggested cautiously.
'That won't do, at least not now.' The older brother suddenly perked up. 'You know
, on my way here, I met four people on the road, two men and two women. Putting the men aside, the two women were...'""They're so beautiful, those firm breasts, and that pert bottom, swaying as they walk, it 's mesmerizing. Oh, and those thighs…." "Brother…." "Hehe, let me finish. Have you heard the rumors about the new heroes? The Demon King is after them, and I bet it's these four. Judging from the direction they're heading, it should be that place you've been mentioning before. I don't know what's there, but I'm sure I'm on the right track." "Brother, could it be…" The younger brother's eyes widened.

"Isn't that right? Soon the Demon King's army will come and catch them off guard... Hehe,
let's not worry about the men for now. Those two girls are really beautiful. If they get caught, they'll probably be treated like before. Then
I, as an official, will have a good time. Look at their figures, they're a hundred times prettier than those ugly prostitutes in brothels.
I'll at least wait until then before I retire, don't you think, little brother?"
The younger brother stared blankly at his older brother, speechless.

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