Departure

Chapter 10 - Departure

Hi'kim, Elizabeth, Leah, and Piggy Bishop stood at the village's entrance; seemingly, the entire town had gathered this late morning to see them off.

"Please be safe..." the widowed baker said, unable to look the blonde cleric or the Bishop in the eyes. The air was filled with awkwardness and shame as the baker didn't even have to ask; Elizbeth's pained expression told the older woman all she needed to know, and the part she played to hurt the young woman was successful.

Elizabeth felt a heavy weight on her chest as she faced Mrs. Lesley. The promise she had made earlier in the day echoed in her mind, and the unease she had sensed in the bakery now seemed to intensify. She wanted to speak, to address the underlying tension. Still, the crowd around them and the impending journey made it difficult.

"Thank you, Mrs. Lesley. Please, take care of yourself," Elizabeth said, her voice tinged with concern. The baker merely nodded, her gaze remaining fixed on the ground.

As the group began to leave the village, the piggy Bishop waddled alongside them, his portly figure contrasting with the somber atmosphere. The villagers offered their farewells, wishing them a safe journey and expressing hopes for their success.

As the village began to fade from view, a sense of unease settled in the pit of Elizabeth's stomach. The man who had just **** her last night was night walking beside her, smiling as if nothing had happened. The woman she initially believed was her friend was to the other side of her, grinning. As she walked forward, she separated Elizabeth from the man she loved. The newly reborn cleric didn't know if she should be thankful or not for this as she feared that if Hi'kim got a good look at her face right now, he would see right through her.

From the moment Hi'kim awoke in the ritual bed-chamber to the present, he sensed an unsettling shift in the air. Initially, he dismissed it, attributing the unease to the aftermath of their shared intimacy or perhaps the natural nervousness accompanying Elizabeth's departure from her virginal state. However, as time passed, the wizard's growing certainty told him something more profound was amiss. Elizabeth's interactions, particularly with Lesley, the baker, unfolded with an unusual strangeness that transcended mere curiosity. The departure of the young cleric from the village triggered a series of events that lingered in the air, leaving Hi'kim with a lingering sense of foreboding.

Aware that the present moment wasn't conducive to addressing the issue, Hi'kim returned to their journey. With a considerable distance ahead before reaching the next city and the capital, priorities lay in safely escorting the piggy Bishop and Leah.

Leah stretched her arms skyward, her attire barely a whisper against her figure. "It's too early for humans. Shouldn't be awake at this hour," she grumbled, seemingly oblivious to the scrutiny from both the piggy Bishop and Hi'kim, who couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at her revealing attire.

Once tolerant of such antics from her now-former best friend and senior cleric, Elizabeth found herself less amused. The memory of the piggy Bishop's **** lingered, leaving her unsettled. The blonde cleric seized Hi'kim's hands, quickening her pace to distance herself from the discomforting duo.

"Alright, what's happening here? First, there's tension between you and Lesley. I was willing to let it slide, but something is happening between you and Leah. The Bishop, I understand; you've always had an issue with him, but you and Leah used to be like sisters. What's the deal?" Hi'kim inquired, allowing the cleric to guide him.

"Nothing's wrong," Elizabeth replied tersely, her annoyance evident as she continued to lead him along.

"It's going to be alright, whatever it is. I'll always be here for you," the wizard reassured, prompting the cleric to halt and meet his gaze.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she buried her head into Hi'kim's chest, allowing her sobs to escape. The wizard wordlessly enveloped her in his arms, providing a comforting embrace that spoke volumes in their silence.

"Please, I...I know you want to ask, but please don't. All I ask is, you just let me have this!" The blonde cleric sobbed into his chest.

As morning light bathed the surroundings, Hi'kim and Elizabeth stood in a moment suspended between the challenges of the present and the promises of the day ahead. The wizard's words of reassurance echoed in the quiet morning air, a pledge of support under the gentle caress of daylight.

After a few minutes, the cleric stood back, turned, and started walking yet again, remaining ahead of the group in her own loan solitary world. Hi'kim's eyes never left the cleric as he walked next to Leah.

"Hey, young Hi'kim, wouldn't this trip be a lot faster if you were to just fly us to our location with your sorcery?" The Piggy Duke asked.

"Yes, while flying is significantly faster, traveling is about the journey. If I flew over everything, it would take the adventure out of this trip," the young wizard replied enthusiastically. At the same time, the Bishop grumbled, annoyed that he was being **** to walk.

On the other hand, Leah started to get closer to Hi'kim, her hands stretched behind her back as she leaned forward, smiling sickeningly sweetly.

"Well, since we have a two-week journey to Engalwood, why not enjoy it fully? Everyone knows you love magic, so maybe you could answer some questions for someone who doesn't fully understand the arcane," the redhead said.

"Sure, ask away," the young wizard said, finally tearing his eyes off the blonde cleric and focusing on the redhead.

"So, first off, what is primal magic? I've heard it before, but..." she asked.

"That? Primal magic is the earliest name for elemental magic. On a fundamental level, it deals with the four base elements of water, fire, air, and earth, as well as any of the secondary elements created by combining multiple elements," Hi'kim answered with almost enthusiastic clarity.

"Oooh, I have another question. Do arcane schools have overlapping spell effects, and is there a reason for it?" Leah asked.

"Actually, yes, there are quite a few. There are multiple reasons, the biggest being that there's more than one way to achieve a specific result, but the effects aren't all equal. Flying is the easiest example of this. Within the school of alteration magic, there is the levitation spell. As the name suggests, once cast, the caster or their target will float off the ground, with the individual controlling how far, how high, and how fast. Yet the speed is medium at best, probably as fast as a horse," the wizard continued as Leah slowly stepped closer, gently brushing her shoulder against him.

"Now, if you look in primal magic - air, there is a spell called Tempest Glide. It's a spell that makes the caster or their target light enough to be carried by the winds, using them to fly. It lasts longer than the flight spell and is much faster but costs more mana because, unlike the flight spell, which lasts based on time, Tempest Glide requires concentration to maintain."

Leah listened intently, captivated by the intricacies of magical knowledge. With a thoughtful expression, she asked, "And what about more defensive spells? Are there variations across different arcane schools?"

"Absolutely," Hi'kim replied, ignoring that Leah was purposefully drawing nearer. "For instance, in the school of abjuration, you'll encounter spells like Stone Skin, which provides robust protection against physical attacks. Meanwhile, in the school of alteration, there's a spell called Heart of the Titan, specifically crafted to alter the caster's body composition to mimic that of a titan. This grants a heightened level of natural healing and significantly enhances resistance to physical damage."

Leah nodded, absorbing the information. "It's fascinating how each school has its own specialization. But what about when it comes to offensive spells? Are there versatile options, or is it more defined by the school?"

While Hi'kim and Leah spoke, lost in their conversation, the piggy Bishop, already tired of listening to Hi'kim yammer, saw an opportunity to play with his new toy. So he increased his walking speed to catch up to the blonde-haired cleric.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of the cleric's ass, causing her eyes to shoot open in surprise. Her lips slammed shut, preventing any sound from escaping. She turned her head to see who the perpetrator was, hoping it was Hi'kim being lovey-dovey and touchy with her.

Anger sparked in Elizabeth's face as she opened her mouth to yell at him; the piggy Bishop shook his head knowingly as he pulled the memory sphere out of his robes with his free hand.

"The fact that I'm still here tells me you didn't tell the boy. I wonder why?" The Bishop said.

Elizabeth stared in indignation; his now free hand was grabbing and squeezing one of the blonde cleric's breasts.

The piggy Bishop grabbed and twisted her nipples, causing the priestess to bite down on her bottom lip and hold back her moans.

"See, you can behave when given the right motivations," the piggy Bishop chuckled while looking out the corner of his eyes to ensure the young wizard was still distracted by the redheaded cleric.

"What do you want?" Elizabeth spat, her voice laced with venom.

"If I'm going to be **** to walk this whole two-week journey, then I'm going to find enjoyment in your body at night," the piggy Bishop chuckled, reaching into his robes and pulling out a small bottle of clear liquid.

"And what's that?" the blonde cleric asked, a mixture of curiosity and concern tinging her voice.

Elizabeth looked forward, her eyes filled with hatred, and the Bishop squeezed her breasts and nipples, causing her to moan as her nipples were painfully twisted.

"I have no doubt you and that boy were planning to turn this trip into your own l little breeding session. I wouldn't even doubt it if you told me that you had planned to secretly get pregnant before you reached it." The Bishop struggled to contain his laughter

"But those plans are ruined. You'll make sure that your boyfriend consumes two drops of this every night, and after he passes out, you will come to my twenty wearing only your priestess robes." The portly man commanded.

Elizabeth's face reddened with rage. "And what if I refuse?"

"Then the young wizard will know the truth," the piggy bishop countered, pulling the memory sphere out of his robes and showing it to the cleric.

"I wonder how he will feel, knowing someone else fucked you, stolen your virginity. What about the morning kiss, with another man's dried cum on his lips, or when. You cuddled him into your cum stained breast?" The piggy Bishop could no longer hold in his chuckles.

"Y..you mean before... o... ahh, or after he kills you?" Replied Elizabeth as she bit down on her lip to try and keep the moans from escaping her mouth.

"Please, the boy is strong, but he is not his father; let's say he kills me, then he will have the entire church of Arvia after him. I am still a bishop, and he is still just one wizard." The Bishop says dismissively, letting his hand fall from her breast down to between her legs and rubbing her crotch through the fabric.

"Alright, that's enough," Hi'kim's voice came from behind the Bishop. When the blonde and the fat man turned to look, both faces held expressions of fear of being caught. The two quickly composed themselves after realizing he was writing in a log or journal.

"We didn't cover anywhere near the distance I had wanted, but that's mostly my fault since I let myself get caught up in talking about magic. We will rest here."

The Bishop eyed Hi'kim, not wanting to be caught despite what the Bishop had just said.

"Rest is wise. We'll resume the journey with a clear path ahead," the fat holy man said with a joyous laugh.

"I hope you're right," Elizabeth replied, her voice laced with venom, the anger within her burning white-hot.

The young wizard observed the blonde cleric; to him, her mood had only seemed to worsen since they left the village. He questioned whether to approach her about it but decided against it ultimately.

Instead, the dark-skinned wizard made his way to a small clearing. "This should do nicely," he said as he gestured with his hands around the air, creating arcane sigils and snapping his fingers.

The ground of the clearing began to glow as mana, in a bluish hue, started swirling gently around the open clearing.

The piggy Bishop, Leah, and Elizabeth observed magic unfolding behind the wizard. With swirling mana, a campsite began to materialize, transforming the ground itself—shifting, rising, and altering its shape and properties.

Four sizable tents emerged, accompanied by two logs for seating and a pre-prepared firepit stocked with logs, wood, and coal.

The redheaded cleric's eyes went wide, and she let out an enthusiastic, "Ooh, pretty!"

Elizabeth and the piggy Bishop casually surveyed the campsite. Having witnessed your magical feats countless times before, the blonde cleric found the display unremarkable. Without hesitation, she selected a tent and disappeared inside.

On the other hand, the Bishop looked unimpressed; he just sat down on one of the logs next to the campfire.

"How are the tents so big?" Leah asked excitedly.

"Each tent has its own pocket dimension," Hi'kim chuckled in response.

"Wow, how are they made?" Leah asked with an amazed tone.

"There's a lot of theory involved. I could talk about it for a while, but suffice it to say many calculations go into creating pocket dimensions. I believe I've bored everyone with enough magic talk for today. Just know they are much bigger on the inside, about the size of a bedroom." Hi'kim said.

"I've got to take a look. Is it safe?" The redheaded cleric inquired with a child-like enthusiasm.

"You insult me with such a question. "Hi'kim replied.

"Sorry, sorry, just asking." Leah giggled in response.

Leah, undeterred by any potential dangers, eagerly unzipped the tent and peered inside. The sight that met her eyes was a spacious, comfortable bedroom adorned with magical tapestries and warm lighting.

The piggy Bishop, content with the simplicity of a log by the fire, mumbled, "Magic or not, what I need now is some food!"

Disregarding the Bishop, Hi'kim strolled toward Elizabeth's selected tent. Gently pushing the partially closed opening aside, he called out, "It's me. Mind if I join you in there?"

Elizabeth, initially silent, had nestled in the back corner of the pocket dimension. Sensing her hesitation, Hi'kim was about to inquire again when the blonde cleric spoke up, her response laced with a subtle undertone of sadness. "Of course, Hi'kim," she said, attempting to veil the hurt in her voice with a **** cheerfulness.

Hi'kim, perceptive to the subtle nuances in Elizabeth's tone, settled beside her with a gentle understanding. The enchanting glow within the tent seemed to dim just a fraction as he quietly remarked, "What is wrong, Elizabeth? You have been acting differently all moron."

Elizabeth hesitated, her gaze momentarily fixed on the magical tapestries adorning the tent. After a deep breath, she confided, "I'm sorry. I realize this journey means everything to you, and you wanted to share it with me. Still, it feels like I'm ruining it," Elizabeth admitted, her voice carrying a weight of self-reflection. "I guess I didn't fully grasp the ramifications of leaving behind our home, friends, and loved ones. I didn't consider how much it would affect us."

She paused, searching for the right words to use to avoid talking about how the Bishop **** her.

"How about this? I've ensured that each of these pocket dimension tents is soundproof. Tonight, after we eat, I'll cast a subtle enchantment spell on the others to ensure a peaceful sleep for them, allowing the two of us some alone time," Hi'kim suggested.

Elizabeth gazed at him, then nestled into the young wizard's chest. "I... I would like that," she murmured. _Yes, this is the way. Don't cry; let Hi'kim wash away that pig's touch, taste, and scent with his own. My first time wasn't the fairytale I wanted, but sinking into despair is letting the pig win, _she reflected.

"I love you, Hi'kim. Please never leave me," Elizabeth whispered.

"Never," the wizard responded, holding her tighter.

The Bishop slurped down the last of his stew, licking his lips as he leaned back on his log. His stomach, now full, stretched and strained the limits of his robes, his portly figure accentuated by the flickering firelight.

A few hours later, the group sat around the campfire, enjoying a meal of roasted beef and vegetable stew. A warm, savory aroma wafted through the air, punctuated by the crackling and popping of the flames.

As the day gave way to night, the temperature had cooled, a gentle breeze whispering through the trees and causing the flames to dance.

Despite the comfortable atmosphere, the atmosphere was anything but relaxed. An unspoken tension hung in the air, the source of which remained a mystery to the dark-skinned wizard.

The piggy Bishop finished eating, leaning back and closing his eyes. "I don't know if I could ever get used to a meal cooked by magic, but it's convenient."

The piggy Bishop glanced at Elizabeth and grinned before standing up and stretching.

"Well, it's late. I'll take my leave and see you all in the morning," the Bishop said as he walked toward the tents.

Hi'kim watched as the rotund holy man entered the tent next to Elizabeth's chosen one.

"Leah," the fat holy man said as he nodded his head towards Hi'kim.

"Of course, Your Grace," the redheaded cleric replied as she stood up and walked over to Hi'kim. "So how about we continue or talk about magic, she said.

"Unfortunately, I can't join you; I promised to spend the evening with Elizabeth," Hi'kim stated, rising from his seat and crossing the space to where Elizabeth was. He gently took her hands and guided her to her feet.

"We'll talk more later, Leah. For now, my attention belongs to my woman," declared the dark-skinned wizard. He wrapped his arms around the blonde cleric while, with his free hand, gesturing the symbols for the enchantment spell 'Repose.' This caused the redheaded companion to lose balance and fall asleep, leaning forward into the dark-skinned wizard's arms.

"Wait for me in your tent while I put her to bed; I can't leave her out here," the dark-skinned wizard instructed, gently releasing the blonde cleric before lifting the peacefully sleeping redhead in a bridal style.

"Don't keep me waiting," Elizabeth mumbled before heading off.

"I won't be long," the wizard reassured, carrying Leah's sleeping form into an unclaimed tent.

The dark-skinned wizard carefully laid Leah down in an unoccupied tent, ensuring her comfort despite not trying to; he could feel the soft and suppleness of her body through her robes. Leah's lips parted, and a moan escaped her mouth as he repositioned her legs.

"I've got to stop touching her. Elizabeth is waiting, but Leah's skin is so soft and warm," the dark-skinned wizard thought as his hand accidentally slid between her legs.

The sleeping redhead moaned as her legs instinctively spread open.

The wizard quickly removed his hand and, in doing so, accidentally tore a hole in her robes, exposing the soft and supple skin of her thigh.

The dark-skinned wizard froze, mesmerized by the smooth, pale skin and the curve of her leg. The sleeping redhead let out a sigh and moved her leg, causing her robes to fall exposing her upper thighs.

The dark-skinned wizard felt his cock stiffen, unable to resist the temptation with slow, deliberate movements; he peeled back the rest of the sleeping girl's robe, revealing the smooth, creamy skin beneath.

The dark-skinned wizard drank in the sight, admiring her hourglass figure. He reached out but stopped a few inches of touching the redheaded maidenhood.

"No, I have Elizabeth. She is the one I love. I shouldn't take advantage of Leah," the wizard thought.

"I might look, but no touching allowed," he said, letting go of the cloth and then using magic to repair the damage to her robes.

After finishing, the dark-skinned wizard left the tent. He walked over to the Bishop's tent; quickly, he cast the same repose enchantment spell into the pocket space before making his way back to Elizabeth's tent.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth was removing her robes in the blonde cleric's pocket dimension tent. Tent, Elizabeth was removing her robes. Once naked, she sat down on the bed and opened her legs. She rubbed her clit and then slid a finger into her pussy.

"He is taking too long," she mumbled, inserting another finger into her pussy. "Mhmm, that's so good," she moaned.

Elizabeth closed her eyes and imagined it was Hi'kim, his large hand touching her. His tongue teased her nipples, and his thick cock slowly slid into her.

The blonde cleric let out a low moan and increased the speed of her fingers, her breathing growing heavier.

"That's it," she gasped, her eyes snapping open.

Suddenly, the dark-skinned wizard, his figure silhouetted in the doorway, stood motionless, drinking in the sight before him.

Elizabeth blushed, retracting her fingers with a sudden, shy grace. Silently, she indulged in the taste on her fingertips, choosing the eloquence of her actions over words to convey a moment charged with unspoken desire.

Hi'kim wordlessly moved closer to her as he removed his clothing, his gaze locked onto the blonde cleric.

"Hi'kim, I've waited long enough, haven't I?" Elizabeth's voice was heavy with lust, her desire evident.

"Elizabeth," the dark-skinned wizard groaned, his eyes glazed over with the same desire, his ten-inch cock twitching as he stepped closer to her.

Elizabeth's hands found their way to his cock, stroking it lovingly. "I want you inside me, Hi'kim," she whispered, moving her hand up and down his shaft. "I want you to fuck me," she continued, moving her hand faster.

Hi'kim groaned in response, his cock twitching in her hand. Elizabeth smiled at him, leaning forward and pressing her lips against the head of his cock. The kiss was slow and passionate, her tongue dancing around its head as she explored every part of the glan.

Hi'kim closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of the blonde cleric's tongue teasing him with her tongue. Elizabeth kissed and licked his shaft before wrapping her lips around the tip, bobbing her head up and down, and taking more of his length into her mouth.

Hi'kim moaned, his eyes half-lidded, watching the blonde cleric as she moved her head up and down. Elizabeth's movements were slow, savoring the taste of his cock as she sucked on the tip.

She pulled back, sucking hard on the tip before going back down again, her lips tight around his shaft. Her hands squeezed his ass, pulling him closer to her face as she worked her mouth over his cock. Hi'kim let out a groan, closing his eyes and leaning his head back, letting out a soft moan as he felt her tongue flicker across his cock. She ran her tongue around the head of his cock again, tasting the precum that had begun to ooze from the slit. Her fingers foundinding their way to his balls, gently cupping them as she worked her mouth up and down his cock.

Elizabeth's fingers played with his balls as she sucked on his cock. She pulled back, freeing his cock from her mouth with a loud audible popping noise, giving his balls a gentle squeeze before examining her hard work. Despite all that, without deepthroating or being face fucked she was only able to cover the first seven inches in saliva.

The cleric showed a disappointed expression, but that didn't last long as the cleric turned around on all fours and raised her ass up into the air while lowering her head and shoulders. Her womanhood glistened wet as it winked in anticipation of being penetrated.

Elizabeth bites her lip in anticipation, her ass wagging side to side. The wizard moved closer to her, positioning his cock at her entrance. The dark-skinned wizard slid his cock in slowly, feeling the tightness of her pussy grip him. He moved his hips, pushing his cock deeper and deeper, each thrust making her pussy feel tighter.

Elizabeth's fingers dug into the sheets, her pussy gripping his cock. The blonde cleric gasped as his cock slid deeper into her, her pussy stretching to accommodate him.

Ahhh, this feels so different from that... Bishop! she thought as he another inch.

Hi'kim began to move, his cock thrusting in and out of her, his pace slow and steady.

Elizabeth's massive breasts pressed against the ground as he thrust into her, her nipples squeezed against the cold ground. She moaned softly, her voice muffled by one hand covering her mouth as she rocked her body back against him.

Hi'kim leaned forward, his cock pushing deeper into her, her pussy squeezing tightly around his shaft.

Elizabeth's moans became louder, her body rocking harder against his. Hi'kim grunted, his hands moving to her hips as he gripped her tight, his thrusts becoming more intense, his cock slamming into her.

"You're so tight, Elizabeth," he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tighter.

"I... I..." the cleric struggled to respond, her body trembling with pleasure as her back arched even more.

As his thrusts grew more robust, his balls slapped against her. Elizabeth moaned loudly, her vaginal walls contracting around his cock, squeezing with a tight grip revealing that she was having her first orgasm of the night.

Elizabeth's body shook violently before going limb, and the only thing stopping her from completely collapsing was Hi'kim's grip on her hips.

"What are you doing? It's too early to rest; the night is still young, and I haven't even cum once yet, " The dark-skinned wizard spoke as he began to manually move her back and forth on his still-hardened cock.

Elizabeth's eyes rolled up as she panted, her orgasm leaving her breathless and her womanhood sensitive. His words made her quickly look back at him with almost a fearful expression before unconsciously letting out a whimper as he continued to thrust into her.

The rest of the night faded into a blur as she continued to be less a lover and more an object of lustful release to the man her heart belonged to.