Chapter 151: Chapter 151: An Oracle for You

Pallorn pushed the bedroom door open and stepped inside. Her translucent loose dress flustered pink, revealing a hint of her pure, naked skin. She cast her gaze towards Iris, who was lying in bed, then snapped her fingers. The two pairs of wings on her back, one devilish, other angelic, folded around her, fluttering.

Black and white feathers flooded the room, sealing every gap. Unless a Condensation-Phase Monster Girl and above acted, no one would be able to peer inside without alerting Pallorn.

Iris wearily got up. Her messy pyjamas revealed half of her figure, but she quickly adjusted them, covering her shy flushes. The moment Pallorn entered her room, Iris's earlier drowsiness vanished, converted into alerted anticipation.

A few weeks had passed since she arrived at the Broken Empire. Here, the Second Princess gifted Iris and her family the treatment of the royalty. She arranged Monster Girl maids to serve everyone and provide magic tomes and potions to aid their progression. With the power of wealth and knowledge on their side, everyone had already reached the Transformation Phase.

It was a cause for celebration, but little happiness came out of it. Despite the far-reaching network of the Broken Empire, they could not locate Iris. If not for her clone’s still living, her family would have thought that she met an unfortunate end.

Still, the time spent in the castle was blissful. The Monster Girl maids, each with their specialities and charms, took exceptional care of everyone, and if anyone wished so, they could call for other kinds of premium service, too.

"Why are you here?" Iris said, eyeing for an escape route. "It’s time for my afternoon nap. Can you please leave?”

"You don’t look tired." Pallorn gently closed the door behind her and locked it. "Especially your flushes; they're telling me otherwise."

Iris turned her head away, but her translucent body revealed her suppressed blushes. The pinkness which tainted her cheeks slowly invaded the other part of her body. Unable to endure Pallorn’s playful, seductive gaze, Iris covered herself under the fluffy blanket. Its fabric stuck to her membrane, making her feel stuffy.

Though her thoughts compelled her, Iris maintained her restraint, determined not to lose control. Since coming to the Broken Empire, she had not once ordered a maid to serve her, gaining her a reputation of an alluring treasure, a Slime Girl whose forbidden taste excited all.

Nevertheless, she could not resist her family. Because of this peaceful and luxurious environment, the frequency of the steamy, confusing nights increased. She wanted it to stop, yet she also looked forward to the next time.

"But we had just done it yesterday . . . with Reta and Dulcie." Iris pressed her arms against her chest. As her thoughts returned to the previous night, her hands instinctively crept downward. "I'm still . . . sensitive."

"Then my touches will excite you more than before.” Pallorn giggled. "No need to fret, my goddess. As your beloved Fallen Angel, I shall place you atop the throne of divine bliss where you belonged."

"This throne of yours is not something holy nor exemplary; it is devilish and immoral. I hate it. I really . . . hate it." Iris touched her abdomen, her stomach clamping. "Please hurry. I want it to be over soon."

"Goddess, if you keep getting all slimy and melty, you'll dirty your bed again. I've heard from the maids that your lewd scent is extraordinary inviting."

Despite her embarrassment, Iris slowly took off her clothes and threw away her blanket. She sniffed at her body before realising that Pallorn was staring at her.

"Pallorn, you have to take responsibility. You've made a mess out of me; my heart can't calm down anymore."

"How can I reject that face?"

Pallorn gently grasped Iris’s shoulders and bit her earlobe. As her hands sneaked downward, she pressed her body against Iris's, throwing both herself and Iris on the dishevelled bed.

At first, Iris resisted, tilting herself away, then she stopped. Her hands moved to her mouth, which gaped open, crying out strange, alluring noises. Her breathes, rubbing her palms, seared her membrane, creating more heat inside her chest.

"Please, Pallorn," Iris whispered as she grabbed Pallorn's back. Her steaming lips reddened, begging to connect with Pallorn.

"Pull me, Iris. Force your saliva inside me. Drown me in your scent. Make me yours." Pallorn teasingly moved away, though her eyes also reddened, her body shivering.

Wasting no breath, Iris pulled Pallorn toward her and pushed her lips against Pallorn's. Her tongue slid inside Pallorn's mouth, ravished, entangled, and violated everything it could reach.

Quivering, Pallorn's pairs of devilish and angelic wings folded, covering the two in their private world. They merged and pleasured each other with their mouths, hands, fingers, breasts, legs, thighs, everything.

Eventually, Iris placed her fingers near Pallorn's abdomen and caressed them shyly. Pallorn smiled, grabbed Iris's hand, and moved them to the most pleasurable spot. Iris bit her lips, closed her eyes, and inserted her fingers. The warmth permeated her fingertips and rushed into her. Her azure slime turned pink, spreading throughout her body.

Pallorn also didn't only take in the pleasure; she pierced her hands through Iris's membrane and caressed Iris's core, then stroked Iris's crevice, touching upon the forbidden place, causing Iris to shudder uncontrollably. If not for her holding onto Pallorn tightly, she would have collapsed into a puddle of warm, sticky liquid.

"Iris," Pallorn said, her voice weak, shaking from delight. "Your main body . . . contacted me."

"What—"

Pallorn bit Iris's breasts. Iris's words morphed into senseless moans. She had turned completely red, almost losing her rationale.

"Don't panic." Pallorn licked Iris's neck and blew at Iris's ear. "I'll guide you through the full course; please play along."

Iris weakly nodded before a bout of electricity flooded her mind. A few parts of her body punctured, leaking out a warm fluid.

"Your main body is in the Eastern Continent." Pallorn slowly moved down to Iris's abdomen. "She wished to keep her circumstance a secret."

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While squirming, Iris mimicked Pallorn and nibbled on Pallorn's wings. The dry, shivering feathers stuck to her mouth, their tastes weirdly addictive. "You taste like honey, Pallorn."

"Your bite . . . is unexpected," Pallorn said, her tone shaky. She, too, lost her calm voice. "You're much more . . . intense than usual."

"Shut it. I'm mad." Iris furrowed her brows as she flicked her fingers, reaching deeper. "Now tell me all you know. Leave a word unsaid, and I'll make you regret it."

"You'll send me up to your paradise, and I'll tightly cling onto it." Pallorn faintly exhaled. The atmosphere thickened. "Unfortunately, your main body did not have much time to say everything. The Faith connecting us was too little for her to deliver a detailed oracle."

"What did she—" Iris's voice turned into a high-pitch noise as she covered her mouth, yet milky steam and saliva still seeped through her slimy hands. "Has, has she been enjoying herself?"

"She did not say much about her current circumstance. However, she did tell me she'd joined a Monster Girl organisation. She must have made a few lovely friends there."

"Don't slander me," Iris spoke slowly and softly, afraid of her voice peaking from pleasure. "Even if you managed to taint me, which can never happen, you won't be able to change my main body. I am but an aspect of her resolution and determination; she will never succumb to temptation like me!"

"you're contradicting yourself." Pallorn pressed her lips against Iris's thighs. Her cheeks grazed Iris's flesh. "If you keep repressing your desire, it will violently erupt in due time. When that moment comes, are you not afraid of the mark it'll leave?"

"I, I am not . . . Just a little, I have to . . . compromise for the greater good." Iris shifted her posture, but no matter what she did, the passion inside her never dropped. "Keep . . . doing it. You're doing . . . well. I need to know more . . . about myself, my main body."

"Gladly." Pallorn flicked her wrists. Her feathers, scattering around the room, congregated into a fluffy, giant pillow. "Please, let me handle everything. I’ll make sure you absorb all knowledge and techniques."

"Be gentle, please."

Despite her unsightly expression, Iris stepped inside the fluff and sank into the domain of eros. She closed and raised both her arms forward, waiting.

Panting, Pallorn gradually leaned on Iris and unveiled her wet clothes. Despite being a Monster Girl, a being who excelled in the art of pleasuring, when facing Iris, Pallorn couldn't restrain herself. Something about the Iris was innocent yet naughty, pure yet seductive.

"This is what your main body said, My Iris." Pallorn licked Iris's ears and whispered sugary words.

...

As soon as Iris stepped out of the carriage, she spun around, her eyes darting everywhere. The moon, hanging above the dark clouds, cast an endless torrent of soft, misty radiance, showering the sleepy street with cold night winds. Aside from her, there were very few people loitering about, most of them hurriedly returning to their homes.

I've checked a few times already, even using a Card of Destiny to be safe. There is no one following me! Iris took a deep breath, feeling the refreshing air of relief coursing inside her. Nupian's Love Mark didn't act up, and the evil sensation didn't return. The day has ended, right?

Mustering her courage, Iris darted back home. Her lonely footsteps echoed throughout the neighbourhood, composing a comforting rhythm for the sleepless. Along her quick journey, she took several detours, shaking off the nonexistent stalkers.

What should have been a quick walk turned into an hour-long trip.

When Iris arrived, silence and darkness greeted her, except for her home, which remained brightly lit. At the front door, Ludmint leaned on a pillar extending from the entrance, her arms crossed, her eyes dim.

Despite how late it was, Ludmint still wore the same outdoor clothes with which she commuted. Since the moment she returned home, she had been waiting for Iris. When minutes turned into hours, her annoyance turned into anxiety. In the past few hours, she had been trying to reach Iris through all means.

Looking at Ludmint's miserable appearance, Iris lowered her head. Her happiness dispersed, replaced by a numbing sensation of guilt, of regret.

If only I had been stronger, wiser, or had more connections, I wouldn't have been in this grave danger. I would have returned home earlier, and Ludmint wouldn't have to worry about me.

I might get lucky and return unscratched this time, but what about the next?

"I'm sorry," Iris said as she stopped in front of the three-step stair, where Ludmint was waiting. "I have no excuse."

Ludmint remained silent. She slowly descended the stair, her footstep unsteady. Reddened with anger and tears, her eyes fixed themselves on Iris. As she reached Iris, she raised her hands.

Holding her breath, Iris closed her eyes. She tensed, bracing for the pain, but it didn't come. Instead, warmth spread through her body as Ludmint tightly hugged her.

"Welcome back," Ludmint said.

Iris shivered. After a moment of silence, she wept.

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