Chapter 30: 30: The Leader

After some consideration, you decide that the spell [Hellfruit] would come in handy. Apart from not having to rely on Ariadne for healing others, you also will no longer have to battle with delusions about whether to eat some random monster you just killed raw or well done. It also has a low energy cost compared to your heavy-hitters, which offsets it’s limited combat applications, but still allows it to remain relevant as a lower cost [Life Drain] alternative.

The greatest effect of the level up, however, is the fact that you have your energy fully restored and can proceed without being the dead weight of the party. And while the effect of eating five large sausages after fasting is finally kicking in, leaving you with no desire to try the Hellfruit for yourself, you remember just how long you’ve been on this “quest” today already, and that your girls could use some proper nourishment too. You need your party at its best for what is to come, after all. So, before you leave this corpse-filled room, you cast [Hellfruit] three times and give each of the girls one red fruit the size of a peach. It looks quite good, even for you, who is starting a battle with the sausages inside his stomach.

“Take it, it’s food,” you say to the girls.

“Oh, for me?” Ariadne takes your gift gladly and without a thought takes a bite out of the fruit. “It’s delicious! Thank you, My Lord!”

You’re happy that your sister is happy, but considering what her diet seems to have consisted of up to this point, you take her comment with a cup of salt.

“Eat it,” you say to Gamma and Alpha, who just hold it in their hands.

“Not bad at all,” the big-chested bunny says and downs the fruit in three bites.

“…” Alpha silently eats the fruit without saying a word. Did she like it? Did she hate it? She looks indifferent, as always. Whatever damage the fruit heals, mental damage appears to not be included, you think.

“Alright, let’s go!”

Your journey through the fortress continues swiftly. Always making sure to keep to the paths inclined upward you rise through two more levels, barely encountering any resistance. Even if there were supposedly twenty bandits who could cause Alpha trouble, Ariadne has thus far made short work of any opposition. Perhaps most of them in this part of the fortress were down in the dome? Or is this place just that big? You wonder how could several hundred people be this spread out.

But as you rise to the next level you hear a large commotion. Not dissimilar from the one in the dome, though, as you listen more diligently, you’re quite sure that there are no orgies this time. Not yet anyway. At the top of the stairs there’s a single woman stationed, probably as a guard. Her life ends the moment she sees Ariadne’s axe, inches away from her face.

Passing a corner through the corridor, you see a massive hall just up ahead. It appears that the corridor you came from is one of the side entrances to the hall.

“Gamma, take away the torches,” you say to the bunny girl, as you find it more preferable to not be spotted straight away and rather stay in the shadows.

From what you can tell this is the mess hall. With two long wooden tables, no less than forty yards each, with equally long wooden benches, centered in the middle. At those tables, you’d estimate around forty or fifty people sit sporadically, all of them men, as far as you can tell. At the end of the hall, you see what could only be an iron throne, drowning in a pile of pillows for comfort. On those pillows sits a young man. You realize who it is the moment you see the same pair of long, white bunny ears that you saw on Chi.

The young man is laying back on his comfy pillows in a haughty, arrogant manner. He has adorned himself in red and golden robes, with lots of jewelry—a different ring on nearly every finger, each with a gem or a ruby. His short spiky, white hair is partially hidden by a literal golden crown on his head, adorned with red emeralds. He has several golden chains resting on his naked, toned chest, as the robes are partially open to reveal a slim, but well-kept body. Xi, was it? You try to recall the bird-monster’s words.

The other, and probably the main reason Xi is partially naked, is to have his long shaft out, that one of the two women in front of him is servicing. Both of the women are completely naked and have voluptuous bodies with big breasts, so you can guess at the man’s tastes. The girl is laying on a pile of pillows to the side of him, in such a way as to be within reach of Xi. While she is sucking his cock, she does not seem to get much enjoyment out of it.

But more importantly, your eyes draw the second girl, placed on all fours perpendicularly to the bunny man. It appears that her sole purpose is to act as a table—she has a golden cup and a half-full glass bottle placed on her back, as well as a full plate, and appears to be doing her best to remain completely still.

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The bunny man—while in the middle of receiving a blowjob—seems to be having a casual conversation with a rather imposing figure standing in front of him. Taking a guess you assume that it’s some sort of a dryad-type of a man. He looks like a bodybuilder jacked on steroids, but you wouldn’t call the bark-like texture on his arms and legs muscles. He wears no clothes and has no weapons. If anything, he more closely resembles one of those fantasy ents, with leaves and twigs sticking out of him all over the place. However, his square-jawed face is that of a human, though with green skin.

Perhaps due to some luck, the doorway you are at is close enough to the throne that you can discern what they are saying. But what really helps is that the young man on the throne does not bother to speak quietly.

“Hey now!” the bandit leader finally looks at the girl sucking him off and slaps her on the ass. “Put some effort into it! If you keep going like this you won’t get me off until sunset!”

He then takes a cup from the other girl’s back and takes a sip. If you didn’t see it happening, you wouldn’t even be able to tell that he was receiving a blowjob. At least his face shows no indication of the fact that a hot girl is stroking and licking his long shaft before taking it all into her mouth. Perhaps a parched man in the middle of a desert would down every gulp of water with euphoric satisfaction, but usually no one even thinks much of it, do they? Or would it be more accurate to say it’s like breathing to him?

“Any news of where my sister might have run off to?” Xi asks the dryad.

“Not yet,” says and bows in apology. “There might have been someone in the nearby woods this morning, but our scouts found no one.”

“I swear to Me—that’s why women belong in the kitchen!” The bunny man frowns and shakes his head. “The Slut Brigade must’ve gotten themselves into a scuffle in one of the villages again! That’s why I keep telling Chi to just find a strong, competent man to get impregnated by. But I do understand that its hard to find someone even remotely as great as I am!”

As you listen, you wonder if you did not mishear him through all the noise. But, with another slap on the woman's ass, Xi just continues speaking.

“But forget those walking incubators for now! Perhaps they’re just busy finally putting their bodies to good use! Heh, heh. Today we’re celebrating!”

The men in the hall raise their cups and cheer. Among all of them at the long table, you finally spot a single young woman with long purple hair, sitting at the corner furthest from the throne. She has the look of someone who had an actual pile of shit put on the table before them but somehow needs to remain extraordinarily polite while declining to eat.

“I have to say this has got to be one of the easiest and greatest paydays I can remember!” Xi continues speaking with a wide grin. “To think that someone would be willing to pay that much for some rotten corpse! I’d laugh... I guess that’s what I am doing right now! Bwahahah!!”

His audience laughs with him.

“Did they tell you what they wanted that body for?” the dryad asks Xi.

“Oh ye! That’s the best part!” The bandit leader exclaims and speaking barely controlling his laughter. “They told me they plan to grind that corpse into dust and use it for some potions, or something like that! Bwahhaahah! I wonder what would those commoners think if they found out what they are about mix into their soup or snort up their nostrils! Hyahahahahahhaaahh!”

At that moment you hear footsteps and see your sister run past you into the hall with her axe drawn and screaming, “I’LL KILL YOU!!”

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