Battle Maiden of White Fate 2
"A pact? You mean, a contract with you? What on earth?"
He cornered Laira against the trunk of an oak tree.
Her glossy black side-tails hit the bark, and she seemed to realize she couldn't escape from Christo.
Christo tightened his grip on Laira's wrists.
"You will be my s*x slave. In exchange, you will be able to gain some of the miracles and physical resistance that I have."
"Like a vampire using blood."
"It’s similar."
Vampires enslave people by filling them with their own blood.
Bloodsucking can also be considered s*xual contact, so it is usually the object of s*xual interest―― the opposite s*x in the human race.
Similarly, Christopher, an incubus, injects a certain amount of bodily fluids into a female to carve a lewd crest on it. The woman who is inscribed with a lewd crest inherits some of Christo's resistance and gains youth, beauty, and health.
She becomes a s*x slave who continues to a young, beautiful, and healthy body through Christo.
"I mean, to begin with, I’m like a s*x slave already."
"Is that so?"
"That's right. You f*cked me every night. You made me unable to think about any other cock but yours. You developed me into whatever you wanted me to be, and it was terrible."
"When you look into the abyss, the abyss is also looking into you. Likewise, when you swallow a cock with your pussy, does that mean that your pussy looks at that cock?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Good. Then I have no choice but to take responsibility."
"It's hot......"
Laira's eyes distorted.
She looked down at the searing pain in her lower abdomen.
When Christo let go of his hand, the black-haired female mage rolled up her white shirt, twisted the belt of her black shorts, and peered into the painful area.
"Is this a lewd crest?"
"I put a little too much of my body fluids into your body."
Christo continued.
"Don't worry. I respect your individual will. I have no intention of finding out what you're hiding, and I have no intention of forcing you to do anything like a slave. You are free to live your life as you always have in the group to which you belong. We just share a few secrets with each other and get to have s*x with each other despite our positions."
"...Aha. No good."
Laira stared at the shadow stretching behind Christo.
A strange form of an angel with wings.
As she sat on her butt, urine leaked from her crotch.
"Handsome-kun, you really are a monster."
× × ×
Inside the shelter, Laira's urine-stained clothes were washed and cleansed with magic.
Naked, with only a cloak over her shoulders, she sat perched on Christo's lap.
"I come from a middle-class family with a fair amount of money in Baltic city. My father was an alchemist who belonged to the magic guild."
He placed the palm of his hand on Laira's crest.
Naturally, he hugged her shoulder.
Her black side-tail hair swayed in front of his eyes with a fresh, good-smelling scent.
"Because my ancestor studied under the founder of alchemy, my family had a decent position in the magic world. And he taught alchemy to apprentice children."
Laira continues nonchalantly.
Even though it's about her own family, she doesn't have any emotion in it, as if she were talking about someone else.
"I don't know when my father started going crazy, but I'm sure he was distorted before I grew up. My father liked to chastise boys who wouldn't listen to his lectures. He would make them hold their hands on the desk and beat them from behind with a stick or a horsewhip. My father used to get an erection when he saw the boys' buttocks swell up and become red."
"Is your father Henrik Almqvist?"
"That's right. Come to think of it, I never told you about my family. Well, there's no way I could. ――[The Madman Under the Full Moon], [The Urban Baltic Ripper,] and [Boy P*nis Collector] are all aliases for my father."
"You were born and raised in a special family environment."
"I was allowed to take lessons and learn all the manners of the upper class. My father and mother were both good parents on the surface. I was blessed, I think. But every night I could hear the boys crying and screaming from the basement."
Laira picked up a tree branch lying nearby.
"One night under a full moon, Henrik called me, a young child, into the secret room. He wanted me to punish him while raping boys. My mother followed Henrik out of fear, but I was different. I was indifferent. And I used a nail bat to punish the pervert who was sucking the boys' bloody p*nises like I am used to pounding venison to make hamburgers.''
"What kind of scream did your father make when you hit him?"
"Aha. That's the worst question you've ever said."
"Tell me. How did you feel when you purged your perverted father? I'm genuinely curious."
Laira turned her head and saw Christo looking down at her with inhuman golden eyes.
She shuddered and her shoulders shook.
When Christo lowered the hand that was stroking her crest to her lower abdomen, her white, slender thighs were gently spread apart. He rubbed her thin pubic hair wet with urine.
The clitoris is pinched between the middle finger and the ring finger.
He buried his fingers deep inside the cleft.
"Ah... Haa... F-father"
After biting her ears, Laira opens her mouth again as if she is in a fever.
A smooth liquid that is different from urine overflows from the vagina and stains the thin pubic hair.
"My father was howling in pain, like a werewolf. He ejaculated while drooling. I was numb, and when I came out of the basement, my inner thighs were soaked with thick liquid."
"You got excited by hitting your father, didn't you? That was the origin of your sadistic love."
"I was ten years old when my life with my father ended. It was a full moon night in April. I was beating my father's ass that day, too. Then, in place of my mother, who had lost her mind, my new would-be stepmother came down to the secret basement."
"Did you kill your mother-in-law?"
"No way. I made eye contact with that woman. Out of a sense of superiority, I kept making eye contact with the woman and continued hitting my father. My father was reported. He was arrested. I was sent to an orphanage. It had been a long time since I had slept in a house without the smell of death."
Later, Laira was picked up by the Assassin Guild, an underground organization in the Baltic city.
With her broken ethics, Laira became an excellent child assassin.
However, the Assassin Guild was also purged by the Knights under the direct control of Frontier Count Eric Netzel, and was dismantled without a trace.
"So, the next place I was sent to was the monastery in the Soderholm territory. It's like I'd already gone as far as I could go before I came of age. But then I met Handsome-kun."
He tapped the back of Laira's clitoris with his finger.
Laira let out a small [Ooh] and her shoulders shook in Christo's arms.
"Ah, no good. I might cum. Cumming, cumming."
He hugged her thin shoulders and kissed her cheek.
The warmth of the man's body enveloped her entire body.
Lyra took a deep breath and tightly closed her thighs, which had been sitting flat.
And finally, she climaxed with a high-pitched scream.
"...,..."
"When you remember hitting your father, you ooze a thick liquid."
He pulled his finger out of her vagina.
Even though it was only inserted a little deeper, the whole hand was soaked with sticky honey. Laira was still looking down, her shoulders shaking with pleasure.
"Are you okay?"
"... Uu... fuu... fuu..."
"Is your clitoris getting hard again? Are you aroused?"
"You ask that after holding a woman naked? I have a libido, too."
"You have a cute side too, Laira."
"Even if you say that, Handsome-kun, as expected. Even if I tell you this kind of story, you gently hold me. Could it be that you're doing this to anyone? Haha. If that's the case, then you're kind and really cruel like a devil."
"You were the first woman I ever missed. I was good at being nice to women."
"Ha, the virgin is saying something."
"You graduated. You graduated with me too, right?"
While still embracing her, he raised Laira's round face with his finger.
When he kissed her, she responded enthusiastically.
"Nhh......"
He poured saliva into her mouth and she swallowed it like a baby bird.
A smooth white hand groped his erect p*nis, tracing the ball sack and the pole with a finger.
"I want to keep this in until my clothes dry. Your s*x magic has been making me hot since a few minutes ago."
Laira's thin lips were stretched with threads of saliva from their mouths.
It wasn't s*x magic that carved the lewd crest, but Christo's authority, but he didn't want to tell her that. At this point, such knowledge is useless.
"It's fun to tease Handsome-kun, but it's also fun to have s*x like this normally."
"Isn't this already the territory of the god of the swamp? It's crazy that you can enjoy s*x in the middle of enemy territory."
"It's a little late for that now. I mean, getting killed while having s*x is the third best way I want to die."
What kind of death is the first and second place?
Before asking that, Laira lifted her buttocks and put the p*nis in her secret hole.
The hot and sticky meat jar adheres to the tip.
"I'm very wet here. Which do you think is more prevalent, pee or love juice?"
"Love juice"
"Correct. Nhh..."
Laira showed her white teeth and smiled a little.
Then she put her head back in front of her and breathed.
For a moment, her slender shoulders wrapped in a cloak floated, and in the next moment, his p*nis was wrapped in hot vaginal flesh.
"Ofuu"
"Nhh...... Ah......"
Laira's black hair trembles in his arms.
His p*nis feels like it's going to melt.
Even though the vaginal pressure is not that strong, it feels good to be softly wrapped all over.
As he hugged her, buried his nose in her hair, and devoured Laira's own sweet body odor, she said, [F-fufu...] with a mysterious smile.
Sitting flat on the p*nis, she was rubbing her lower abdomen under the cloak, which was carved with the lewd crest. It is just around the time when the p*nis is invading.
The entrance twitches finely, letting him know that she is cumming continuously.
Laira was breathing heavily through her mouth between smiles.
"Ah... Handsome-kun, it's so big."
"What's the comparison?"
"You were the only one who actually put it in. I've only seen my father's erections and other human beings. I've also seen erections of trolls, orcs, and goblins."
"Which one was the biggest?"
"Orc's cock. It's much bigger than Hansome-kun, and the neck of the cock was really nasty."
"Did you want to put it inside your vagina?"
"I will catch a disease."
"And if you won't catch a disease."
"Handsome-kun's cock is the best."
"I'm gonna f*ck you."
"Ha? Even though you're just Handsome-kun, you say such cheeky things."
Laira said that in a flat tone, not particularly angry.
However, it seems that she didn't think it was a good idea to consume a lot of physical strength before going to see the god of the swamp.
She grabbed Christo's hand and led it towards the lewd crest.
Here, hold it.
She asks him not to touch her clitoris directly, but to touch her pubic hair.
As he was told, while nibbling on her ear, he pressed the palm of his hand against her lower abdomen, where the lewd crest was engraved. And stirring the trimmed pubic hair with his fingers.
Laira took a deep breath from the weak stimulation and tightened her grip around the p*nis that was inserted.
This is different from tightening around the entrance, which can be done to some extent by applying force to the anus.
It was an involuntary peristaltic motion, as if her entire vagina was delighted by its favorite p*nis.
"Ah, cumming, I'm about to cum..."
"It's too fast."
"I'm weak against this kind of weak stimulation... nhh... I mean, when I'm held by Handsome-kun, I remember the times when we had lots of s*x in the past, and I might orgasm right away."
"You're tight spot is hot."
"Ah. That's no good. Seriously, I'm going to cum. Don't put your cock deep, rubbing it from above, dooon'tt..."
Cum.
He whispered and bit her ear.
Laira clenched her teeth, lowered her neatly trimmed eyebrows, and shivered.
When he hugged her so that she could not move, she let out a loud voice and climaxed.
The folds that wrap around the p*nis swell, and honey oozes out from the deepest part.
As he continued to stroke her and stir her pubic hair with his fingers, Laira climaxed several more times.
"Ah... haa... n-no. Laranoa-san and other men will hear me."
"It's okay now because they are in a suspended state of time."
"Don't lie. Then how come you can move, Handsome-kun."
"You'll find out soon enough."
"I don’t understand. I mean, I feel like I'd be in trouble if I knew what it meant."
"Can I lick your ear hole?"
"You're a pervert.... ah... h-hii... that's gross."
Laira's ear holes smell sweet like dried perfume.
Her ears were soaked with grease, and especially from behind her ears, Lyra's own scent smelled strong.
He can't hide his excitement that a woman who is usually tasteless and odorless is giving off her own smell.
"You're getting big. Are you about to let it out?"
"Yes, I want to ejaculate"
"Okay. Oh, do you want to move?"
"I think I can ejaculate without moving, but it will come out faster if we move."
"Okay. Then I'll move."
"No, I'll do it."
He pulls out Laira's body from his p*nis.
Cool air touched his p*nis, which was freed from the hot slimy meat.
As he laid her face down on the bed, Christo draped over her back.
A baby turtle riding a parent turtle.
However, Christo, who plays the role of the child turtle, has a larger physique.
He mercilessly body-pressed Laira, who lifted her buttocks so that he could easily insert it into her.
"Haa."
He buries his face in the back of her head and thrusts his p*nis into her thin, small butt.
The hole that it left just a few minutes ago was swallowing the p*nis up to the base without much resistance.
"Ooh...... ah......"
"I'll move."
"...Yeah. It's fine... Ah..."
The insertion into Laira's meaty pot started.
It is neither too tight nor too loose inside.
Compared to the best female hole, it was not stimulating enough.
However, every time the p*nis rubbed against the vaginal mucous membrane, the ejaculation sensation increased.
In addition, Laira's thin body odor.
And,
"......, ......ah......, ......fuu ......uu ......nhh."
For some reason, a gasping sound that could be better described as a sigh rather than a moan came.
He lay his hands on both of her hands, dug his fingers in between her fingers, and clenched them.
Then, Laira took a small breath and spewed out the tide.
"Haa, ha …nhh …kuh, fuu."
"Does that feel good?"
"Nhh... why are you asking me that? Just move your hips."
"Here, you’re still weak, right?"
"Ah... fuu, fuu .........nhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."
He rubs the back of her clitoris and thrusts up to the innermost part.
He presses her body against the bedding.
Laira let out a small squirt again.
The spasms of her vagina became finer and finer, and the sensation of his ejaculation approached its limit.
"I'm going to cum."
"Uu, nhh."
Spurt*, spuuuuuuurt*, spuuurt*.
Spuuuuuuuuuurt*. Spuuuuuuuuuuurt*.
Spuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuurt*, spurt*, spurt*, spurt*!
Spuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*, spurt*, spuuuuuurt*~~!
Spuuuuuuurt*! Spuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuurt*! Spuuuuuuuurt*!
"......, ......, ......, ......, ......fuu, fuu......"
"Ooohh, that feels so good, it's the best"
Rubbing the gelatinous white muck against her.
Laira was trembling slightly under Christo's body due to the creampie s*x. As he got up on his knees and pulled his p*nis out of her, copious amounts of filth splattered from her mouth and smeared her white back.
Laira struggled to get her upper body up, straining her trembling arms.
Laira, who is a physically strong person, was able to do it.
It's just that there are some irregular people out there who cum in a flashy way.
Laira was laying her hands on the bedclothes and breathing heavily.
"My back feels disgusting. Wipe it."
"It's a gold liquid that a noble woman would pay 500 gold coins for."
"Ah, wait, did you pee?"
"No, it's ejaculation."
"That's right. It smells like semen. Come on, just wipe it off."
He did as he was told and wiped her back.
When he finished, Laira said [Thank you], then turned her body towards him and brought her mouth closer to his p*nis.
"It's stained with your love juice."
"I don't mind"
Laira put her hair behind her ears and wrapped her hands around his p*nis.
"I probably have weak vaginal pressure. I'll have to give you a blowjob to get the rest of it all out."
"The amount of ejaculation is not determined by the strength of vaginal pressure."
"Hamu."
"Uoohh."
His own crotch is no longer visible behind the side-tail of her black hair.
All he can feel is that the entirety of his p*nis is wrapped in the lukewarm mucous membrane of her mouth.
Laira uses her tongue skillfully to lick and cleanse Christo's p*nis.
A monotonous salivating sound echoed through the shelter.
"Yep, it's done."
It is released.
His p*nis was swaying in a semi-erect state.
"I need to get your stinking cum out of me, too."
Laira then put her legs up and turned them over so that she could cleanse her hole easily.
She picks up the cloth he used to wipe the semen, splits her vagina open with her fingers, and quickly begins to clean up.
As Christo was carefully observing the situation, Laira suddenly noticed his gaze and turned to him with her usual expressionless face, only the corners of her mouth raised.
"What?"
"No, I think you're erotic when you're cleaning up."
"Idiot"
Laira said that and kissed Christo gently on the lips.
"My clothes are almost dry."
"I guess so."
"I'd better get going, then. Be a good boy and wait for me."
"I'm going too. As you can see, I can move."
"――――, ……"
"Laira?"
"Aha… Christopher, you're not even human, are you?"
"No, I'm human. Just like you. I'm just a little resistant to magic."
"――――"
Lyra was expressionless and silent, but immediately shook her head.
"Doesn't matter. I won't interfere too much with Handsome-kun. Handsome-kun won't interfere with me either. We both enjoy our physical relationship."
"That stance is correct. It's better not to think about the details. Don't tell anyone about me. In return, I won't tell anyone about you either."
"I know. It's a magic contract between me and Handsome-kun."
"If you break it, I'll take your soul."
He added in his mind that she couldn't break it because of the lewd crest.
Laira stood up from the blanket, staggering a little.
"Aha. Don’t say scary things. Well, I have no intention of breaking it, so I don't really care."
× × ×
It seemed that the barrier that almost stopped time was finally getting stronger.
The power of the person who put up the barrier may be increasing.
The one who set up the barrier―― that is, Eltharion.
Outside the shelter, Christo looks around the surroundings, which has completely stopped.
A flat area just before the start of a vast marshy area.
Laranoa and the other adventurers who were on the lookout lay motionless on the ground.
Others are completely motionless in their shelters.
(Well, if we've gotten this far, there's no point in going back.)
The reason why the barrier periodically returns the perceived time to normal is to prevent victims captured within the barrier from escaping. Christo and the others are currently located deep within the barrier. Since they are no longer within escape distance of escaping out of the barrier, it would be more reasonable to kill the victims by not turning back the sensory time.
The effect of the barrier will probably change depending on whether you enter the barrier for a certain distance or stay within it for a certain period of time.
The next time Laranoa and the others will be able to move will be when a new human wanders into Eltharion's barrier.
(In many cases, the barrier remains even after the user dies. If Patricia and I weren't here, this swamp might have turned into an impenetrable dungeon.)
"I kept you waiting."
As Christo was setting up rune magic barriers around each shelter and Laranoa and the others, Laira came out from inside after changing her clothes.
She was dressed in a white shirt, black shorts, black tights, and sturdy boots, which she had been wearing until she peed earlier.
In her right hand, she held a strange staff, the cover of which had now been removed.
A stone as red as blood.
At the tip of Laira's staff, a stone that emitted a strong power shone.
(If I remember correctly, Laira said that she came to this land in search of the Philosopher's Stone.)
The philosopher's stone is a stone that amplifies the effects of alchemy, if Melvina's master's description is correct.
In the land invaded by [Blue Ash], ancient magical rules are not applied and some miracles become unusable, but the [Philosopher's Stone] has the ability to inhibit the development of the area and redevelop the field where the ancient rules apply to a limited extent.
Attached to the tip of Laira's staff is probably something called the [Philosopher's Stone].
If that's the case, he wonders if she really came to the former Soderholm territory in search of the [Philosopher's Stone]. Did she come here for some other purpose...?
In the first place, where and from whom did she get that [Philosopher's Stone]?
If Laira's words are to be believed, her house is a traditional alchemy house, so she brought out something that was hidden in the house's storehouse.
However, if something like that was in the warehouse, it wouldn't be strange for it to have been taken over by some magic organization at least by the time she was sent to the monastery.
(Prying was strictly prohibited)
He won't poke his nose into her organization or work.
Since Christo is a devil, he will keep the contract properly.
"Handsome-kun, you really can move."
"Do you believe me now?"
"Yeah. And now I'm starting to wonder who you really are. But if I probe any further, you'll take my soul, right?"
"Maybe. Would you like to try it?"
Laira laughed, [Ahaha].
"I'm just kidding. Come on, let's go. If we don't get going, we're really going to get wiped out."
× × ×
We proceeded deeper into the swamp.
The swamp was made up of ankle-deep shallow water and mud banks.
The banks were like a mesh.
Weeds that can be seen in the deeper layers of the forest were growing on the banks, but the bottom of the swamp was covered with submerged plants whose roots were attached to the bottom of the water, as well as with water-extracting plants such as cattails, whose leaves and stems come out above the water.
There were dead trees growing here and there, and the bones of large animals could be seen lying near the bank.
The ecosystem of the swamp was a mystery, but beyond the white mist, he could see shadows that seemed to be goblins and large frogs jumping. There is also the shadow of a large snake moving slowly through the fog.
There is no doubt that Eltharion is at the top, but it seems that they should not underestimate the beings below it. There are probably poisonous creatures such as manticores and giant centipedes, so if they don't pay attention, they'll get hurt.
"This white mist, it's mixed with spores."
Laira says while pointing to the thick part of the fog with her staff.
She covered her mouth with a cloth.
"It smells like iron rust. It's dangerous to breathe it in."
"We'll have to burn off the spores as we go."
"Are you sure you have enough stock of rune stones?"
"No problem. I have a backpack full of them."
In other words, the only thing in his backpack is the catalyst needed to activate magic.
Christo doesn't need cold weather gear, fire-starting equipment, or medicine to treat poison.
At most, the spare preserved food that Melvina packed was sleeping at the bottom.
The main food was carried by adventurers who were used to exploring, so it was really just a snack.
"Laira, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Or rather, like in the past. I usually feel better after having s*x with Handsome-kun."
That's why the body fluids of the incubus are traded at a high price―― Christo uses rune magic to burn off the spores in front of him as he advances steadily.
The poison doesn't work on Christo, but it might work on Laira, even though her resistance is strengthened, so just in case.
He just wants to avoid a situation where she would end up like Yatrud by the time they return from the swamp.
"Stop"
Christo unexpectedly raised his hand.
Laira stops.
" ᛊ "
A rune stone emitting an orange light floated up and flew towards something huge beyond the white mist in front of Christo.
When Christo evaporated the white mist with heat, his vision temporarily cleared.
"This is"
Christo opened his eyes wide as he looked up at the true identity of the gigantic shadow towering in front of him.
Next to him, Laira calmly opened her mouth as if she had expected it from the beginning.
"We found it. This must be the center of the swamp, the place where the god dwells."
The rune stone shines brightly.
Christo released three more runes of light into the sky.
The white fog clears completely.
The black shadow revealed its details.
What was before Christo and Laira's eyes.
It was――.
A brown rock-like object, a miniature of the Blue Holy Tree that rises from the Holy Tree Mountain in the royal capital.
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