The Alchemist: Followers of the Ancient Gods

Lant, a mediocre factory worker in reality, unexpectedly
finds himself transported to another world by a magical chance encounter, transforming into an omnipotent alchemist.

"Where am I?" Lant slightly opens his eyes, only to find himself in a vast, white world, before him
a massive bronze door.

Lant gets up and examines it closely, scrutinizing the enormous door. It's adorned with all sorts of patterns
, from galaxies and cosmos to plants and flowers—everything imaginable.

"What is this? What lies behind it?" Questions flood Lant's mind.

He reaches out to touch the bronze door, trying to push it open, but no matter how much force he uses, the door
remains unmoved.

Lant curses angrily, wanting to wake up from this damned dream immediately, but it doesn't feel like a dream.

"Toll fee," a voice calls out.

"Who's there?" Lant shouts upon hearing the voice.

"Who I am is not important. You only need to know that the door before you is called the Gate of Truth. Inside lies
all the truth of this world, but how much you can see depends on how much you can pay." "

Are you human, a ghost, or a god?" Lant couldn't understand any of this and kept asking.

"I have no name, but if you insist on calling me someone, I should be called Truth, All, the Universe, or something like that.
Tell me quickly, how much are you willing to pay, or you can leave."

Seeing this, Lant dared not ask any further, but his questions only multiplied.

"Can I ask what the price can be? Money? Lifespan?"

"Anything is acceptable. In the past, people mostly gave up a part of their body, like their eyes or arms. Money
isn't very useful here, but lifespan is possible, though generally no one is willing to use that."

Lant thought for a moment. Since he had gained knowledge, he naturally wouldn't use his lifespan to shorten its use. What
was something he had an advantage over? "Damn it, I'm just a worthless piece of trash, an orphan, a toy
factory worker. My colleagues look down on me, my boss only exploits me, I
don't even have a single reliable relative or friend. What do I have in this world?

" "This world..." Lant wanted to complain.

"Deal complete."

"? Wait? What does that mean?" A tremendous aura emanated from inside the door.
Unlike the white surroundings, the inside of the door was pure black. Black wrists reached out and grabbed Lant's body, forcefully
dragging him towards the door.

"What the hell? Help!"

"Interesting. First time encountering such an interesting person." The voice disappeared after saying this.

Lant was dragged into the doorway, into pitch-black darkness. Terrified, Lant
was at a loss.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" Suddenly, Lant felt gusts of wind assaulting his brain, the immense
impact causing him to faint on the spot.

"Where am I?" Lant woke up and looked around. It didn't seem like his home; it looked more like a farmhouse
.

Lant got out of bed, feeling a lot of strange thoughts flooding his mind, which he couldn't process at first
. He also didn't know how many days he had been unconscious.

"You're awake?" An old farmer came out, carrying some food.

"Eat it while it's hot." Lant immediately started wolfing down the food, which, although just sweet potatoes,
tasted exceptionally good.

"We found you in the fields. Since you were unconscious, we went to see the priestess.
After she treated you, she said you would wake up soon and asked me to prepare some food."

"Excuse me, where is this?" Lant asked while eating.

"This is a village in Slant County." "

And what is Slant Province?"

"Judging from your attire, you are indeed a foreigner, but you couldn't have missed the Kingdom, could you?" The farmer's face
showed doubt.

"I might have some amnesia..." Lant seemed rather embarrassed, thinking to himself, "Could I have transmigrated?" He had
talked to that thing about the world, and then his world was changed? After thinking about it, that was the only
explanation.

"I'll take you to see the High Priest later," the farmer replied.

"Actually, I don't think it's necessary..."

"No, the High Priest said you need to go to the temple after you wake up."

Lant thought for a moment; it seemed like going wouldn't hurt, and understanding the place would help him plan for the future.

"Can I rest first?"

"Sure."

Lant's immediate priority was to sort out the chaotic information in his mind; he didn't yet know what had gotten into his head
.

"Elements, decompose, combine..."

"This is alchemical knowledge!" Lant eagerly placed his hand on the plate, and a
beam of light emanated from it. The plate transformed into a bowl, and Tang San then took a farming tool, which, after another burst of light, turned into a gun...

"Decompose elements and recombine them, decompose all things to create all things... God, I'm a little dizzy." Lant was somewhat
confused and couldn't accept this reality. In reality, he was just an unknown good-for-nothing, but now he
had become an omnipotent alchemist!

Lant was overjoyed. His only embarrassment now was that he knew nothing about this world. Once he understood the situation,
he was sure he could achieve great things through his own abilities.

Lant followed the old farmer to the temple, only to find that it was more like a dilapidated
shrine than a temple. Lant resolved to renovate this dilapidated shrine—no, temple—when he had the chance. Her face was sculpted with exquisite
features, her deep brown eyes bright and piercing. Her fitted nun's habit accentuated her extremely slender figure, sparking
endless fantasies in Lant. At a modern comic convention, she would undoubtedly be a popular young woman.

"An angel!" Lant blurted out the word unconsciously.

"What did you say?" The priestess smiled.

"You can't joke about an angel's name like that anymore."

"Yes, yes, Priestess, may I ask your name?"

"How dare you! You should call me High Priestess!" The old farmer interrupted Lant, who looked somewhat embarrassed. He had intended
to dress like a refined gentleman, but he hadn't expected to make such a mistake.

"It's alright, my name is Alice, a follower of the Goddess of Healing, Asita Leya," the priestess introduced herself
.

"Oh, High Priestess, I'm suffering from some amnesia right now, and I've forgotten my own name. Please forgive me for not being able to
introduce myself," Lant thought, finding this more logical, and also feeling that his name was rather unfortunate...

"Alright then, let me examine you," the priestess spread her hands to form a magic circle and began chanting a spell.

Lant had never seen a magic circle before, and he had no knowledge of magic whatsoever. It seemed he
hadn't grasped all the truth.

"I haven't found any symptoms in you," the priestess said, her face showing doubt.

"Then something must have gone wrong. I'll think about it later," Lant tried to brush it off.

"Lock him up first," the priestess suddenly ordered.

"Why?" Lant asked, puzzled. Two guards grabbed him.

"I'm sorry, these are extraordinary times. I suspect you're hiding something, and you might even be
a spy for the Northern Empire. So I plan to lock you up and hand you over to the county government tomorrow,"

the priest said, his face serious.

"Wait, I can't explain myself clearly, but..." Lant was forced to stop by the guards.

Lant was locked in an abandoned farmhouse. He seemed angry; why was he
being locked up for no reason? This beautiful, seemingly innocent priest was so ruthless. Lant used alchemy to open
a door in the wall. Interesting. A long-suppressed desire within Lant suddenly ignited, and he decided to take revenge
on that priest.

To avoid being discovered, Lant dug a tunnel underground, occasionally peeking through a crack to confirm his location before
sneaking back to the temple…

“This should be the priestess’s room.” Lant emerged from the tunnel and found a young girl
’s room. Although the room was simple, containing only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table, it was spotless
.

“I’ll give you a surprise.” Lant went to the small Japanese-style toilet in the room, using his ability
to hide himself behind the wall, but leaving a sliver for his eyes to see. After waiting for a while, Lant began to fantasize
about what services he could provide for the priestess.

The toilet door was pushed open, and the priestess, her back to him, lifted her skirt to urinate. Only then did Lant
notice that the priestess was wearing white stockings, the pure white stockings outlining her sexy curves. Her delicate, slender legs, hidden
by her skirt, appeared translucent beneath the stockings. Then, pure white panties were revealed before Lant's eyes, the mysterious
triangle sparking endless fantasies. Lant was thrilled; he had only ever seen
this on pornographic websites before, and now he could see the pure priestess's lingerie in reality.

Just as the priestess was about to remove her underwear, Lant suddenly used alchemy to turn the wall into shackles, restraining
her.

"Why?" The panicked priestess saw Lant approaching from behind the toilet and frantically cried for help.

"Scream all you want. I've altered the surrounding air; it can't carry your voice. That means
no one will hear you no matter how much you scream."

"Help!...Help!..." The priestess couldn't understand what he was saying, but she still tried
to help. After a while, the priestess gave up, because it seemed no one could hear her. She tried to
struggle like a helpless lamb.

"You...what do you want?" the priestess asked Lant, her face flushed. Although she desperately tried to cover her private
parts with her hands, the shackles made of the wall wouldn't let her break free. Lant's gaze was fixed intently
on the priestess's underwear, her seemingly hairless, flawless genitals appearing almost invisible.

"Let's see your patience. If you can hold your pee for half an hour, I'll leave immediately and won't bother you anymore.
But if you lose, I guarantee you'll regret it." Lant picked up the clock from the priestess's table and placed it
next to her

. The priestess remained silent, her face still red. She tried to close her legs, as she had been holding it in for a long time, and the fright
had caused her urine to leak out. Heaven knew if she could hold on until then.

Lant smiled and immediately used alchemy to remove the priestess's clothing from her chest, revealing her white breasts,
snow-white peaks with tender nipples. Lant couldn't help but begin to knead them.

"You can't do this!" The priestess was both ashamed and angry, struggling to control her body, but the more she tried
, the harder Lant kneaded her. First, his hands gently kneaded, then they began to move in various ways, and finally he even started sucking.

"Stop...please, it hurts..." The priestess's voice became weak and breathless, as if she was about to climax
.

Lant stopped when he heard the priestess's pleas. Losing just by playing with her breasts was too boring; he
suddenly wanted to try something new.

"I'll only touch one place—breasts, vulva, legs—you choose one."

"You pervert!" Alice cursed.

"If you don't choose, I'll choose myself. There are fifteen minutes left."

"I, I, I choose legs!" Alice hurriedly answered.

"Say it loudly: My lord, please touch my filthy legs!"

"..."

"Hurry up!"

"My lord, please touch my filthy legs..."

"Louder! Your cries for help were much louder than this."

"My lord, please touch my filthy legs!" The priestess, as a clergyman, was very unwilling, but Lant's power
filled her with unprecedented fear, so she had no choice but to comply.

He began to place his hands on the priestess's stockings and caress them. The stockings weren't very thick, so they felt
very smooth and delicate. Lant began to bring his face close to the stockings, feeling this alluring sacred object.

"It itches! You pervert!" The gentle, ticklish sensation constantly challenged Alice's limits
. Although it was very uncomfortable, Alice felt she could endure it. However, Lant saw through Alice's thoughts and
began to use alchemy on Alice's legs.

"Ahhh... my... my legs feel so strange!" Alice felt not only itching in her legs, but
also a strange, pleasurable sensation. It turned out that Lant had altered the sensitivity of Alice's legs by controlling neurons.
The sensitivity was so high that even wearing stockings caused Alice an unbearable itching sensation. Alice's legs
began to tremble uncontrollably, trying to relieve the feeling by rubbing them, but Lant wasn't going to give her the chance. With ten
minutes left, Lant removed the shackles from Alice's left foot, picked up her blue nun's boots, and removed them. Pure
white feet were revealed from the boots, five cute little toes covered by white stockings, the delicate arch of her foot
possessing beautiful lines. Lant began to play with them, and he couldn't help but lean in and smell them. Surprisingly, there wasn't a trace of odor despite the priest's boots
.

"What are you doing?!" Alice had a bad feeling.

"Giving you a massage!"

"No, let me go! I...I don't want a massage!"

"You have no choice!" Lant started tickling the soles of Alice's feet. Although it wasn't long, the harassment was enough to make her lose control
of her bladder. Theoretically, this was possible, especially with Alice's heightened sensitivity.

"Ahhh! It tickles! Let me go! God! Help me!" Alice begged frantically. She felt she
was about to lose control, and the intense shame made it impossible for her to remain calm. She struggled more and more fiercely, and
red marks appeared where her hands were handcuffed, but the shackles that seemed to have grown out of the wall didn't budge.

"I give up! I give up! Ahhh! At least...let me take off my underwear!" Alice's surrender only
excited Lant more. He had initially wanted to make Alice lose control of her bladder to destroy her self-esteem, so naturally he
wouldn't help her take off her underwear.

Ignoring Alice's cries, Lant's hands didn't stop until a drop of liquid stained Alice's panties
, then slowly spread, and finally, the clear urine flowed down the curves of her stockinged legs…

"Waaah…you're a demon…God won't let you get away with this," Alice sobbed, lowering her head and closing
her eyes.

Lant didn't continue, although he was already eager to proceed, but since Alice's lower body was already
soiled with urine, he decided not to rush things. Of course, he didn't intend to give up on Alice so easily.

"Kneel down!" Lant shouted.

"I'm a priest, I can't kneel!" Alice began to resist again, clearly this was her bottom line.

Lant was somewhat at a loss. He remembered he had a cell phone on him, so he turned on the camera and
took a picture of Alice's unsightly state. Alice obviously didn't know what was happening.

Lant shoved the phone screen in front of Alice. "Your soul is trapped in this magical artifact in this state.
If you don't want to stay like this forever, you'll have to obey. Of course, you can refuse, but then I can turn
everyone in this village into corpses!"

"You bastard!" Alice weighed the pros and cons, silently praying, "God, please forgive me."

Lant removed Alice's shackles, and Alice knelt before him. Lant immediately remade the shackles
, binding Alice again. He pulled down his pants and pulled out his treasured "gun.

" "?!" Alice was about to open her mouth when Lant shoved the iron ball he had made into her mouth, then
cut a hole in the middle.

"Ugh!" Alice couldn't make a sound and kept shaking her head. Although she didn't know what oral sex was,
she had already guessed what Lant wanted to do. Lant directly inserted his genitals into Alice's mouth and began rubbing.

"So warm," Lant exclaimed.

Alice, eyes closed and tears streaming down her face, helplessly resisted the violation. Lant began to fantasize about
perhaps creating a harem in this world, where he could enjoy family bliss. Since Alice was so destined
for him, he'd train her to be his personal attendant. He wondered if the little girl beneath him possessed the magic to restore her stamina.

With that thought, Lant ejaculated into Alice's mouth, then forced her to swallow.

Magic was a real problem; although he had controlled Alice's hands,
he couldn't control them forever. What if she attacked him later?

The pure girl before him was completely defiled by Lant. Her long blue hair was soaked with sweat, her dark brown eyes
red and tearful, filled with shame, anger, and even hatred. Lant felt he couldn't free Alice until he found a way;
he should imprison her first, and the training couldn't be too fast. If Alice suffered a mental breakdown, that was something
he didn't want to see.

Lant, feigning confidence, sized up Alice. He thought the underground place was quite nice, but
it was too dark for him to solve the lighting problem. He could make a lamp, but he lacked the materials. It seemed he needed to go to the city
.

Morning arrived. Alice was on the verge of death. She questioned Lant, "What exactly do you intend to do to me?"

"I'll show you my methods!" Lant had already moved Alice underground, using an oil lamp for illumination.
Then he left Alice there and departed.

"Excuse me, is there a slave market here?" Lant asked in a bar in the city, having bought a bottle of wine.

"We don't have any in a small county like this," the bartender replied.

"I'm from out of town. How are slaves controlled?" Lant thought to himself, "I ca n't believe
such a thing actually exists in this world."

"By using hand seal magic, a contract is formed."

"How is a contract formed?"

"Young man, you ask a lot of questions
. It's controlled by state mages. Slaves must be registered to a certain level before a state mage can perform the ritual. In other words, slaves must be permitted by the state. I bet that's what you wanted to ask, sly young man."
The tavern owner impatiently finished explaining.

Lant was a little disappointed. He couldn't very well take the girl he'd kidnapped to the slave registry. Such magic existed,
but forming a contract was really difficult.

"Where can I find a state mage who knows this kind of magic?" Lant hardened his heart and gave the tavern owner all his money
(stolen from the temple's donation box).

The tavern owner glanced at Lant, secretly taking the money. He guessed Lant might be in some difficulty and whispered
to him, "There's a state mage in the prison casting spells on the prisoners. Because war might break out at any time, the state plans to send the prisoners
to the battlefield."

"Thank you, boss," Lant said happily as he left the hotel. Before leaving, he secretly
tampered with the hotel owner, who suddenly fainted as soon as he stepped out of the tavern.

"You know a bit too much," Lant muttered.

Afterwards, Lant used alchemy to control the room of the national mage, burying him underground and taking him to Alice.
Alice was already exhausted and drowsy. Lant left his blood at the national mage's place, then,
through some supernatural trickery, forced the national mage to help him forge a contract. Of course, Alice was in a vacuum, with no
sound transmission, so she didn't notice anything until she woke up the next day to find
a slave mark on her abdomen.

"When did you use slave magic?" Alice questioned.

"So you know this kind of magic. I did it for you while you were sleeping. I wanted to give you a surprise."

"Who are you? You don't seem to be from the Empire. Are you a demon? Or a cultist?
What is that magic of yours that doesn't require hand seals or incantations?" Alice asked all her questions.

"I am a demon, and I am the Demon King!" Lant feigned a childish air, but he knew
this tactic was quite effective in this world.

Alice remained silent, terrified. She had never heard of a Demon King, but she knew that
the stronger a demon was, the more human-like they appeared. Lant looked no different from a human, and his actions convinced
her.

Alice chose to remain silent. She couldn't imagine what a local temple priest like herself could do, and she began to fear
the demon's purpose in coming here.

"Don't try anything funny. Listen, you are not allowed to disobey my orders and you cannot play tricks on me!"
Tang San placed his hands on a hand seal, which flashed in response.

"What exactly do you want? What is your purpose in capturing me?"

"I'm just interested in you. As for my purpose, you'll understand later." Lant had no idea
what grand ambitions he had, so he decided to just muddle through for now.

Lant removed the shackles, freeing Alice. Alice, her hands freed, nearly collapsed from the soreness. Lant,
thinking she should bathe and rest first, ordered her to shower and change. Since the hand seals meant he didn't have to worry about Alice
playing tricks, Lant could finally relax. "It's tiring for a loser to pretend to be a devil," he thought. But then he suddenly had an idea:
"Go drink five bowls of water, and don't go to the toilet."

Alice had no choice but to obey and await Lant's instructions.

That evening, Alice, dressed in her new nun's habit, came before Lant. Her lower abdomen was slightly swollen
.

"I...I need to go to the toilet..." Alice said shyly, but she was really holding it in, and her
fear of Lant intensified her urge.

"Didn't you just urinate in front of me the night before last? Besides, I only told you not to go to the toilet, not not
to pee," Lant teased. "But...but...I can't hold it in anymore." Alice rubbed
her legs. Although Lant had lowered her sensitivity, the rubbing still aroused her, leaving Alice in a
dilemma.

"Call me Master from now on!"

"Yes, Master." Alice responded immediately as the hand seals took effect.

"Tell me what you want from me!?"

"I want Master to let me go to the toilet, I can't hold it in anymore." Because of the hand seals, Alice couldn't refuse to answer.
She was now filled with shame, her legs rubbing together incessantly.

"Go to the bed, spread your legs."

"Please... let me go..." Alice couldn't disobey the order and sat on the bed, spreading
her legs for Lant. This time she was wearing light blue underwear, which matched her long blue hair quite well, but upon closer inspection,
there were already some wet stains on it.

"Why is there water? Did you wet your pants again?" Lant questioned.

"Because... the friction between my legs... feels good, I'm... feeling something." Alice was utterly ashamed. A dignified priestess
had actually been aroused by her own legs; this humiliation was unbearable for her.

"Take off your underwear!"

"Ah... wait... no!" Alice was unwilling, but she had already lost control of her body
. Her hands trembled as she pulled down her underwear, revealing a spotless sanctuary and a pink
clitoris, slightly damp and quivering.

"Don't look, Master...please...this isn't allowed," Alice pleaded with Lant, blaming him
for never letting her see her private parts before.

Lant, unable to contain himself, pulled down his pants, ready to enjoy her exquisite body. He had Alice wear a priestess's
robes during their encounter, intending to crush her pride. He first leaned in to taste the
fragrant, forbidden virginity. Alice tried to stop him, but her strength was futile; this weak
resistance only fueled Lant's lust. He thrust his penis into Alice's vagina, plunging in forcefully.

"Ah!" Alice cried out.

Lant began to caress Alice's waist, his body pumping in and out. A few drops of crimson blood mixed with semen and
saliva flowed out, making Lant's thrusting very smooth.

"Stop...please stop...it hurts so much! Pull it out!" Alice, experiencing intercourse for the first time,
was somewhat overwhelmed.

Lant responded to her screams with even greater movements, holding Alice tighter, his lips kissing her
face. This pleasure and sense of conquest repeatedly assaulted his brain, and finally he ejaculated
into Alice's body, the pleasure almost making him faint.

"No! Ahhhhhhh!!" Alice also reached orgasm with this surge of heat, and then Lant
felt a warm flow in his genitals; Alice had lost control of her bladder under the impact of pleasure. Pleasure and
shame surged through her, causing Alice to bury her head on the bed, unable to speak.

"Can you use magic to restore stamina?"

"Yes.

" "?! What do you want to do?" Alice exclaimed in horror.

"Use it on me, quickly!" Lant commanded!

After using magic, Lant brought Alice to another climax, repeatedly bringing her back to health until Alice's physical
and magical energy were exhausted, and she fainted...

"Why are you walking so slowly?" Lant began to complain about Alice, who had followed him into the city.

"It hurts so much down there... Master, can I go to the toilet...?" Alice had
n't been to the toilet all day on Lant's orders; to be precise, she hadn't properly relieved herself since meeting Lant.
She was currently wearing a Japanese maid outfit that Lant had transformed from a priest's robe. Although Alice had heard of the maid
profession, this kind of clothing was very rare in her country. To humiliate her, Lant put on
pantyhose of his own design over her legs. At first glance, it appeared as if a pair of white stockings were hidden under her short skirt, but upon closer inspection, it was
revealed that they were not thigh-high stockings but flesh-colored ones. These pantyhose would allow Alice's sensitive legs to be stimulated in any part
without sacrificing aesthetics. Lant also ordered Alice not to wear underwear, meaning that her
clean, white vulva could be seen through the stockings under her skirt.

Due to the stimulation of her legs, the urge to urinate, and her fear of the breeze, Alice naturally dared not walk too fast.

"If you keep walking so slowly, I'll make you lift your skirt and pee in the street!" Lant
threatened Alice.

"...I know..." Alice slowly replied, enduring the intense sensation and quickening her pace.

"By the way, were you cursing me in your mind just now? Tell me what you were cursing me for."

"Demon, pervert," Alice could only answer truthfully because of the hand seals, but these answers,
overheard by Lant, made her feel even more terrified.

"Thank you for the compliment, but in my opinion, you're still not honest enough." Lant then led Alice to a
small alley and pinned her against a wall.

"You... what are you going to do now?" Alice trembled, awaiting Lant's humiliation.

"This... this is the city, someone... someone will come!" Alice was terrified. Although she knew
she would be violated by Lant, she hadn't expected him to be so bold.

"It's good that someone comes, so they can see how lewd you are!" Lant said, but he
had secretly built a wall outside the alley; he wanted to create the effect of Alice's panic.

"Lift up your skirt yourself."

"No... no..." Alice tried to resist, but the power of her hand seals prevented her from doing so.

Lant inserted his fingers into Alice's private parts, making a small hole in her pantyhose,
and began to tease her gently. Lant first touched her slowly with his fingers, and Alice, in this state of shame, became
unusually sensitive. Soon, a clear liquid appeared.

"You're already feeling it?"

"..."

Seeing that Alice didn't speak, Lant inserted his homemade vibrator into Alice's vagina. The buzzing of
the phone further increased Alice's fear; her legs trembled uncontrollably. She wanted to forcefully "repel" the vibrator, but
the risk of incontinence prevented her from doing so.

"Ah...take it out quickly..." Alice's face flushed, her legs trembled even more violently, and her vaginal fluid flowed
down her thighs.

"If this thing falls out, I'll make you regret it." Lant didn't rely on slave hand seals to give orders
, but rather used threats, believing this was the better way to discipline Alice.

Lant forcibly lifted Alice's left leg, then inserted his penis
between her thigh and calf, rubbing it back and forth. The movement gave her legs an unprecedentedly sensitive sensation.

"Ah... um..." Because Alice was in an alley, she dared not cry out loud. The forced lifting
of her left leg meant the vibrating egg inside her risked falling out at any moment, so she desperately tightened her pelvis. But
the tighter she squeezed, the more intense the sensation became. Coupled with the heightened sensitivity of her legs, modified by Lant, she
felt herself teetering on the brink of collapse. Alice could only close her eyes, forcibly enduring the
moment, hoping it would pass quickly.

Lant savored the feel of Alice's silk-stockinged legs and the pleasure derived from her shame.
In his own satisfaction, he thrust faster and faster. When he felt he had enough, he quickly lifted Alice's left
leg and ejaculated onto the sole of her foot.

"Ahhh...stop!" The sudden movement made it impossible for Alice to endure any longer. A stream of urine
gushed from her genitals, soaking her stockings and flowing down her left leg into her black maid's shoe...
Lant

put Alice down, and Alice collapsed. Lant looked at the blue-haired
maid he had violated, then put her left maid's shoe on her foot, which was stained with his semen. Alice's right foot was covered in
urine flowing down her thigh. Alice didn't have the strength to stand up and lay on the ground, panting heavily.

"You can't change your clothes for three days, and you must wear these shoes all the time, understand?"

"You...you're a demon..."

"I'm asking you again, do you understand?"

"Yes..." Alice sobbed softly.

For three days, the sticky feeling on Alice's feet made walking very awkward. The thought of the filth beneath her feet made her
feel nauseous. She didn't know when this would end…

During these days, Lant didn't continue his "training" of Alice. He planned to let her rest, and he also had
many important things to do. For example, he was currently gathering information on magical items. To
survive comfortably in this world, he needed to possess survival skills. Through his research on this world, he
discovered that magic was broadly divided into destruction, restoration, illusion, and summoning magic. The magic system is divided into four main categories. Alice, for example, can only
use intermediate-level restoration magic, which restores physical strength and injuries. Advanced restoration magic can bring
back those who have been dead for a certain period, but the resurrected person's abilities will be greatly reduced as a price. Destruction magic is about destruction. Elements are divided into
three main types: fire, ice, and electricity, as well as some mutated elements such as light and darkness.
Illusion magic involves mental control. The strongest illusion magic can keep the controlled person completely conscious and make them work for the caster.
Therefore, the learning of advanced illusion magic is strictly controlled by various countries. The slave magic on Alice is an example of illusion magic.
Summoning magic, as the name suggests, allows one to summon creatures. A more unusual form of summoning
magic is necromancy, a type of magic considered blasphemous by the gods. Although terrifying, it is
used by very few. Some warriors use talismans to summon
weapons for easier combat. This reassured him considerably. Lant's mastery of alchemy allowed him to alter terrain, making him
less afraid of physical threats. However, he was deeply worried about magic. For example, being controlled by illusionists
or killed by destructive magic would be a huge loss for him.

Lant's alchemy allowed him to easily acquire large sums of money, which he could readily exchange for
desired information. He learned that each country's high-ranking officials were distributed jade artifacts that granted immunity to mind control to
protect the elite and royalty. However, the control over these jade artifacts was extremely strict; if stolen,
the maker would use magic to remotely destroy them.

Lant picked up the intelligence he had previously collected on beautiful women from various countries and found a portrait of Princess Alia, the third princess of the royal family.
The portrait showed a blonde princess cutting the ribbon at a martial arts tournament. Lant's gaze fell upon the alluring pale pink princess dress, and his manhood
began to stir again.

"Master…I can't take it anymore…" A groan interrupted Lant's thoughts. It was
Alice, bound to the bathroom in the room. She was dressed in a black and white Japanese maid outfit, the bodice cut off, revealing

her nipples deformed from the binding. A vibrator Lant had made for her was inserted into her genitals. Alice's body writhed incessantly,
her legs rubbing together. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that Alice's urethra was also blocked by a small vibrator. Having not

relieved herself all day, Alice struggled between urination and pleasure.

"Please…take it off…I need to pee…" Alice had abandoned all dignity,
pleading repeatedly with Lant.

"Let me help you," Lant said, placing his hand on Alice's swollen abdomen and beginning to squeeze
...

"Ahhh...it hurts so much...let me go...don't do this..." With Lant's force
, the urethral vibrator suddenly gushed out, followed by a gush of clear urine

. Then the vibrator in Alice's genitals fell out, the mixture of vaginal fluid and urine spraying
onto Lant's pants.

Alice screamed and nearly fainted. Lant was worried he would ruin Alice; he wanted a
sex slave, not a toy. He untied Alice's ropes and began giving orders.

"Prepare to come with me tomorrow to the capital."

"What for?"

"You don't need to know. Oh, and you can change your clothes now, and take off your shoes and socks.
You can rest after you've washed your clothes."

"Yes..." Alice breathed a sigh of relief. Lant planned to let Alice relax for a few days to prevent her from having a mental breakdown.

Over the past few days, Lant has learned about the basic structure of this world. His country is called the Kingdom of Elant,
a member of the Western Alliance. To the east of the Western Alliance lies the Eastern Empire and its vassal states. In recent

years, these two major military blocs have been constantly clashing on their borders. To the south of these two blocs is the Holy Church,
the birthplace of the world's most powerful church, worshipping the most powerful god—the Victorious Heus. Therefore, this country's military strength

is considerable, yet it has consistently maintained a neutral stance to preserve peace. However, they are fond of using religious
power to invade other countries. This religious invasion, a product of civilizational change, left the two major powers of East and West seething with anger but unable to speak out, because

they dared not create more enemies and waste their already strained military resources. In the north lay the land of the Demon Lord, a
treacherous environment where only winter tested the demons' ability to survive. Centuries ago, a massive demon invasion forced

humanity to unite and repel them. But now, the demons stood in confrontation with humanity at the Dark Reef, and humanity was completely unaware
of what the demons were planning. It was said that the demons possessed vast amounts of dark magic technology, including

techniques for cultivating monsters and human modification. However, because no human could cross the Dark Reef, humanity knew nothing
of the exact situation.

"I'd like to go there sometime," Lant thought.

Lant and Alice arrived in the capital city, a bustling metropolis. The beautiful women there were captivating Lant,
but he was more eager to see the Third Princess in the palace. He'd heard that the country had four princesses

and two princes, who were currently vying for power. The eldest prince was very kind and benevolent, enjoying
the support of both the people and the royal family. The second prince, however, was more extreme and ruthless. Although he was very efficient in some matters

, only the nobility approved of him, because his mother was
the daughter of the head of the most powerful noble family in the country, Elwin.

"Who are you! How did you get in!" The second prince, Altai, saw Lant in his bedroom.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Altai. I am an envoy from the Demon Lord's Kingdom, sent by the Demon King to pay my respects."
Lant tried to elevate his status with a fabricated explanation, which, while somewhat comical, he found quite effective.

"A demon? What brings you here?"

"Mr. Altai is calmer than I expected. I admire him. I simply need
some help from Mr. Altai, such as clearing a path for my people's army on Dark Reef after I ascend the throne, without
reporting it to other countries. Of course, we will help with the second prince's succession to the throne." Lant knew that this
country was not only a member of the Western powers but also one of the northern nations defending the Dark Reef defense line. The two groups had long ago
reached an agreement that neither side could attack the country defending the Dark Reef defense line in the event of a conflict, because it
was a bulwark for the safety of all humanity.

"How do you know I'll agree to your conditions?"

"Because you have no other choice."

"Oh?"

"First, if you don't agree and this gets out, people will only think it's
a publicity stunt for your claim to the throne."

"You're right. Second?"

"Furthermore, if you don't agree, that's fine too. We'll launch a full-scale attack on your national defenses . Although I know humanity will immediately muster an army to resist, I can guarantee that your country won't survive until the end of the war,
no matter the outcome !"

"..."

"Mr. Altai, you have no choice. We, the Demon King, simply want to create a nation where all races can coexist.
I assure you that if you follow my instructions, your nation will be perfectly peaceful." "

You're right, I have no choice. Then let me ask you, if you are ultimately defeated, won't I be torn to
pieces by the other nations?"

"That's right, but Mr. Altai has no other choice now, and we will not fail. It's that
simple."

"Hahaha! Interesting! Dangerous fellow, what do you intend to do?" Altai began to laugh wildly.

"Controlling the Third Princess to frame the First Prince is the first step. Now I need specific information about her!" Lant
suggested.

"Interesting. The First Princess, Asis, is stationed at the border. The Second Princess is just the daughter of a prostitute, spending her days
as a wandering knight. The Fourth Princess is still wet behind the ears. Only the Third Princess is suitable! But let me tell you, Aria is
very strong. Control magic won't fool the Chief Mage. Do you have a way to control her?"

"I need ten days for you to help me cover this up."

"No problem. We'll be going to the royal mausoleum to mourn the old Queen in a week. I'll take care of this. I'll
leave Aria to you for ten days."

"No problem." Lant then sat down on the steps beneath the First Prince and went down.

"You say I'm dangerous? It seems you're more dangerous than me..." Altai sighed after seeing the spotless floor
.

Lant spent the week preparing some things. After all, he worked in an adult toy factory, so he had the materials.
Simple things weren't a problem, but now he was preparing other things. If he could control
Aria within ten days, he would be satisfied. If not, he would have to steal her away...

The day to guard the old queen's tomb was fast approaching. Since the second prince was in charge of this matter, he could easily
conceal the news of Aria's disappearance. He only needed to wait for Lant's actions. As night fell, Aria had already
fallen asleep. Lant came to Aria's room from underground. To be on the safe side, he first lit a sleeping incense by Aria's bedside.
He began to carefully observe the sleeping princess. Her sleeping face was like a beautiful painting. Her
long golden hair and fair skin, and her slightly breathing face were very delicate. Compared to Alice's innocence, Aria appeared
dignified, like an intellectual mature woman. Her nightgown revealed that her breasts were probably between a C and a D cup, and
below her slender legs were a pair of pure jade feet.

Without much thought, Lant hoisted Aria onto his shoulders. Luckily, Lant had modified his physique using alchemy
, otherwise the otaku would have had a hard time handling it.

"The show's about to start," Lant thought to himself.

Lant led Aria to an underground space, which was filled with oil lamps because of the lack of light. The enclosed
space created a very eerie atmosphere. Lant placed Aria on a pregnancy testing chair he had made.

"Third Princess!" Alice exclaimed.

"You know her?" Lant's interest was piqued.

"You devil, what are you going to do to the princess?"

"I thought you'd been behaving well these past few days, so I didn't think about punishing you. Looks like you haven't learned your lesson!" Lant pressed
the button on the vibrating egg attached to Alice's stockings, and Alice immediately squatted down with her legs together.

"Ahhh! Stop it... It hurts so much!"

"I'll deal with you later." Lant transformed the ground around Alice into walls, trapping her in a closed
space. The vibrator on Alice's body was specially made, about three times more powerful than a regular vibrator, and
it got hot very easily. He figured Alice would collapse by the time the battery ran out.

For fun, Lant changed Alice's pajamas into a low-cut princess dress he'd stolen from her room, then
dressed her legs in light pink stockings to match the beautiful princess.

"I need to find a way to wake her up," Lant thought, but he felt that was too boring, so he did something a little tricky.
He first blindfolded Alice with an eye mask, then gagged her cherry-like mouth.

Lant lifted Alice's skirt, revealing her high-quality white silk lingerie. Because it was thin,
a faint glimpse of her dark pubic hair could be seen. Lant thought that since Alice was a "white tiger" (a term for someone who is innocent and unpredictable), he would
modify Aria as well.

Lant slowly

removed Aria's underwear, revealing a pale pink slit, the opening slightly ajar
as if waiting for something.

A wicked thought crossed Lant's mind. He tore open Aria's breast clothing and attached his specially made vibrating egg
to Alice's breasts, clitoris, genitals, and inner thighs. Finally, to enhance the effect, he even
went so far as to rub Aria's armpits and soles of her feet.

After preparing, Lant pressed the switch, and Aria's body instantly vibrated. Aria
made "woof woof woof!" sounds, struggling desperately, but Lant held her tightly, leaving her
helpless. Aria

was

like a bound lamb, constantly twisting her body.

"Ugh!" After a short while, Aria's cries intensified, her entire body turned red, and her struggles became more intense
.

Seeing this, Lant immediately turned the vibrator to its maximum setting. "Ugh!" Aria's buttocks suddenly lifted, and a
stream of fluid gushed out!

The sight of Aria's orgasm further fueled Lant's lust. He didn't stop the vibrator, but continued to
stimulate Aria at high power. Aria, while being held captive, experienced several orgasms before finally stopping the vibrator. Aria
's body also came to a standstill.

Lant went over and removed Aria's blindfold and gag, finding her almost unconscious.

"Water...give me water..." Aria's weak voice escaped from her pale pink lips.
The excessive orgasms had dehydrated Aria, leaving her extremely weak.

Seeing this, Lant revealed his enormous penis and placed it near Aria's mouth. Yellow urine was then
poured directly into Aria's lips. Although weak, Aria was still conscious; she immediately closed
her lips and turned her head to avoid it. However, Lant pinched Aria's nose and forcibly pulled her towards him, making it impossible for her to breathe.
Arya could only open her mouth and drink the urine. The bear felt a sense of conquest he had never experienced before; he
had never imagined a princess would drink his urine.

"Cough cough!" Arya coughed as if trying to vomit.

"How does it taste, Your Highness?"

"Kill me, you demon!" Despite the humiliation, Arya's will remained unwavering; in her eyes,
the dignity of the royal family was paramount.

Lant smiled slightly and removed the walls sealing Alice, who was now collapsed on the ground.

"Alice!" Arya's expression turned to shock.

"Want to die? Fine, but after you die, I'll strip you naked and throw you in the town square, and I'll
vent my desires on this bitch."

"You devil! You beast!..." Arya began to curse Lant.

"Your Highness's language is rather crude; I'd better teach you a lesson." Lant pinched Arya's pink
nipple.

"Ah!" Taking advantage of Aria's scream, Lant placed a gag in her mouth, then took out
a penis model and placed it in front of her. Aria's eyes widened in terror as she repeatedly turned her head, trying to refuse
this humiliation, but Lant still inserted the penis into her mouth.

"Ugh...ugh..." Aria groaned in pain. More than the physical torture, it brought her
mental humiliation. Her eyes, filled with faint tears, glared at Lant.

"Your eyes are terrifying. Don't worry, you'll be begging me to fuck you in a little while." Lant returned
to the table, picked up the medicine, and slipped his fingers inside Aria's panties, applying it to her wet
vulva.

When Lant touched her vulva,

he felt that Aria's was much more delicate than Alice's, like a baby's skin. The difference between a pampered
princess and a poor little temple priestess was undeniable.

Aria shook her head and twisted her body, trying to escape Lant's clutches, but Lant's restraint did not
lessen at all. Suddenly, Lant unlocked Alice's leg shackles, freeing Aria's lower body, but
she didn't know why Lant did this.

Looking at Aria's legs, Lant felt it was a pity he hadn't put stockings on her, but Aria's skin was very
fair, and wearing stockings would seem wasteful. Aria's legs were much longer and thinner, and her skin was much better
. It was a real shame that such

a beauty didn't practice dance

.

After a while, Aria's legs began to rub together, and her face began to flush. She began to close
her eyes slightly, as if she was enduring something.

"This is an itching medicine I bought on the black market, for torture without leaving a trace. Does Your Highness like it?"
Lant asked with interest.

Aria closed her eyes, not intending to answer, and could only rub her legs to endure the itching...

"Release Her Highness!" At this moment, Alice recovered and stood up, leaning against the wall. Her expression showed
that she was very weak. Her lower body was soaked, and she didn't know how many times she had ejaculated, but her abdomen was slightly swollen.

"It seems you've been holding it in for quite a while. If this continues, I'm a little worried that your body will be damaged." Lant walked
over and gently stroked Alice's swollen abdomen. Alice's chastity belt was already plugged with a urethral lock. In the past few days, Lant
had been giving her soup and other similar foods. Alice, who hadn't excreted for several days, was in great pain under Lant's stimulation
.

"What do you want?"

"To relax you a bit." Lant brought Alice to Aria's side, took out a tube, and approached Aria.
Aria closed her eyes to endure the itching, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

"Ugh!" Lant suddenly forced apart Aria's writhing legs and inserted the catheter into her anus,
sending a chill down Aria's spine. She knew something terrible was about to happen.

Lant handed the other end of the catheter to Alice and ordered her, "Put it inside your chastity belt
."

"No... Ahhhhh..." Alice felt pain resisting the order, but her body compelled her to obey
Lant's command, slowly inserting the catheter into her urethra.

"You can't do this, please! I can't hold it in any longer!" This stimulation made
Alice, who had been holding back for a long time, feel like she was about to burst at any moment. Alice endured the torment to the limit. But
she didn't know how much longer she could hold on.

Seeing this, Lant removed Alice's chastity belt, then lifted Alice's legs into a
position like a child being held to urinate. Finally, Lant inserted his penis directly into Alice's vagina. Because of her long-
term restraint, Alice's vagina was already wet and felt even tighter to Lant.

"Ahhh...let me go..." Alice screamed. Seeing Alice's miserable state, Aria could only
twist her head and struggle, but Lant's thrusts became increasingly violent. With Alice's cries, Aria felt her genitals
become even more sensitive, and he began to increase the intensity. Slowly, a stream of heat gushed out.

"Ahhh...no...no..." As the white liquid shot into her, Alice reached orgasm .
Pale yellow urine appeared in the catheter and flowed into Aria's anus. Aria felt a constant flow of heat into her vagina,
but she was helpless. Lant observed Aria's painful and ashamed expression, and after the liquid finished flowing,
he removed the catheter and inserted an anal plug.

"Waaaaaa," Aria's stomach was now very uncomfortable. Besides her previous anger, her eyes now held
a hint of pleading. But Lant ignored her and instead turned on the vibrating egg in Aria's lower body again,
sealing her in darkness.

Lant rested in the room for a while. He felt that although he could train Aria, making her submit
seemed a bit difficult. After all, a strong princess wouldn't be so easily subdued. He decided to go for a stroll
, and at that moment he noticed Alice had also woken up.

"Why did you hurt Her Highness?" Alice's tone was much calmer than before, probably because she felt
a bit more afraid of Lant.

"..." Lant avoided answering. After all, saying it was to build a harem would be too low-class; it was better to act high-minded.
It was cold.

Seeing this, Alice couldn't get any answers and prepared to return to her room.

"Come with me," Lant said after a brief preparation, and Alice had no choice but to obey.

Lant arrived at the central square, pondering how to make Aria submit. Suddenly, he saw a crowd
gathered ahead. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it was an execution platform. A girl with short purple hair was bound to it. The girl
wore a black blouse, her body covered in wounds—whip marks and burns. Most striking was
a black jade pendant on her chest, giving off an ominous feeling.

The girl was barely alive, bound to a cross, seemingly about to be burned at the stake. "Burn her!" "We
don't want to see her, do it now!" The crowd's shouts were numerous, the entire scene filled with religious fervor.

"What's going on?" Lant asked Alice.

"She's probably a heretic, so she's being burned at the stake," Alice replied, her expression somewhat sorrowful.

"You don't seem to want her to die."

"The God of Healing embraces all life, so I don't really approve of the heretics' death penalty."

Lant didn't speak. He led Alice to a secluded spot and began constructing a tunnel.

"Wait for me a moment." Lant disappeared before Alice's eyes. Alice was a little confused. Suddenly, she
thought of the demons, who worshipped ancient gods. Was Lant going to save a human? The question surfaced in Alice's mind
.

After a while, Lant actually brought the purple-haired girl back. Alice seemed somewhat surprised;
this phenomenon shattered her understanding.

"I'll go back to the inn through the tunnel. Go buy some food." Lant turned and left. Alice stood there blankly
, a strange feeling in her heart...

Lant returned to the inn and placed the girl on the bed. The girl looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although her face
was covered in scars, her features still possessed a captivating charm that allured Lant. Lant turned his head and began to
use alchemy to heal the girl's wounds. As her injuries healed, the girl's face gradually became clear. She was very pretty
, but Lant knew she must have suffered a lot. The black jade pendant on the girl's chest caught Lant's attention.
He picked it up and felt something watching him. Lant examined it closely
but couldn't identify its material. He tried to analyze it using alchemy, but couldn't decipher anything
.

"Is there anything in this world that alchemy can't analyze?" Lant was somewhat incredulous, but suddenly
a wave of drowsiness washed over him, and he quickly passed out…

"Where am I?" It was extremely dark around him. Having experienced the darkness within the gate last time, Lant
was much calmer this time, since nothing was tormenting him here. Lant looked around, feeling as if he were in the deep sea
. Suddenly, a red eye opened in front of Lant, and countless tentacles approached him.

Lant panicked and immediately tried to protect himself with alchemy, but he discovered he couldn't use
it. Helpless, Lant stared at the enormous eyes. "Who did you say?"

"Who am I? I am a god! Before those beings arrived, I was the ruler of the world!"

Suddenly, a vision appeared before Lant: a dark world, torrential rain,
bizarre structures built across the land, and enormous tentacles swaying the earth, as if capable
of tearing it apart at any moment!

Lant was terrified by the sight; that feeling of dominating the entire land—without a doubt, this being was a god.

"You… are you an ancient god?" Lant had heard Alice say that the present god had defeated the ancient gods and saved humanity, but the ancient
gods hadn't disappeared; they were sealed away or hidden in various places.

"I am different from those beings! I am older than your ancient gods!" The god's voice was filled with
anger, even hatred.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to build my empire, to make the world remember my power once more."

"...You've chosen the wrong person."

"No, for countless years, I've tried to summon many, but they couldn't withstand my immense power. They
either went mad or died. You, however, can withstand my spirit, so you are the only one."

"Can I back out?" Lant deeply regretted touching that damned jade.

"Ahhh! Stop! It hurts!" A terrible shock struck Lant's brain.

"If you don't comply, I'll drive you mad. Of course, I will grant you power and blessings. Now, accept
my power!"

"Ahhh!" A wave of pain spread throughout his body, and Lant fainted again.

When Lant awoke, he found Alice had just entered, but Lant didn't care. What had just
happened didn't seem like a dream. He tried to reach out to Alice and then unleash his power.

Alice didn't understand what Lant was trying to do. Suddenly, tentacles grew from Lant's hands,
binding Alice and trapping her in mid-air. Alice struggled repeatedly but to no avail.
A wicked smile appeared on Lant's face...

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