How to Make Use of the Paladin

Delvin had some of the Dracus Imps that weren’t on duty continuing their masquerade as guild staff come in and move the paladin, and her gear, to one of the secluded chambers in the basement area; Hilthrika had been using the Dracus Imps to put in a hidden series of passageways beneath the inn that both she and Delvin had plans on expanding into a controlled and manufactured dungeon, it would hopefully be ready by the time the first guest of honor made an appearance. Some of the chambers were more than big enough for what was planned next. After the imps had brought the petrified paladin and her equipment to the intended chamber, Delvin sent them off to take care of other errands while he took things to the next stage.

Delvin pulled a considerable amount of spit into his mouth and infused it with his corruptive energies, then poured the spit out of his mouth into the open mouth of the statue. After he heard the splash of the spit reaching the bottom of the bulb, which was likely where the paladin’s stomach would be, he called Murcalumis to him and had her stand behind the paladin as she undid the petrification.

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While Delvin was doing his bit with the paladin, Murcalumis had been testing her petrifying gaze control on some of the imps, most of whom were more than fine with how things were playing out, surprisingly enough. So, when she did get the call from Delvin, which sent a carnal surge of excitement through her body, she was more than ready to take things to the next step. She never felt anything this thrilling, especially erotically, before she had been corrupted into a demon.

She made her way to Delvin’s location, thankful the link between him and her as master and servant allowed her to know where he was, with surprising precision, as quickly as possible. Since she hadn’t figured out, or been taught, the demonic fast transit method yet, and most of her sister demons didn’t make use of it much most of the time anyway. Judging by his location, it would take her a few minutes to get to where he was, especially since she would probably get turned around in a few places during transit. Murcalumis to a quick look at her bust and felt a surge of confidence as she made her way toward Delvin.

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“I’m sorry, could you repeat the plan,” inquired Murcalumis to Delvin as she stared at him with annoyed disappointment; Meltorna was on her knees, sucking off his monstrous member. “I’m not quite sure I heard it right.”

“Meltorna has reported a small collection of artifacts has been completed,” said Delvin as he held up the amulets, they were in the form of the symbol of Eccorioos, the deity of the neighboring temple; “I’ve already taken the liberty of infusing them with my power. Once the paladin is returned from stone, the corruption I poured into her earlier will make its way through her but will not have reached enough of a point before she enters the temple’s grounds. She’ll likely hand off one to each of her fellow paladins, which will leave exactly six afterward, that is, if all our calculations are correct, and one of those remaining symbols will be given to the local high priestess, chances are she’ll be given one before all the others.”

“I get all that,” said Murcalumis, “I’m more worried about it being able to get to all that.”

Meltorna finished her ritual of dick worship at this point in time to answer, “I made sure to load them up with enchantments that will hide the truth from them when they decide to do an inspection of magical properties with their own spells or artifacts; we know it will work because some of of the guild staff were far more capable than that before their conversion, myself included, and Master found a way to mask his tampering with my work before my rebirth to allow me to be corrupted into his demonic slut. And that knowledge was shared with me and my imps; I also added a few more masking techniques for good measure.”

“Once the high priestess is corrupted,” continued Delvin, “it won’t really matter how corrupted the rest of the church is, because she’ll place the tool right where it needs to go to turn the holy ground into my own sacred space, at which point the corruption will take hold and accelerate through the rest of the temple.”

“I get it now,” said Murclumis, “the paladin will be a carrier of the corruption and corruptive infiltrator without even realizing it.”

“Yes,” said Delvin, “she probably won’t realize what has really happened until it’s far too late; she’ll probably become mostly corrupted around the time my remote commands for the high priestess take hold during her early corruption. After she has been corrupted enough, the high priestess will first place the corruption charm where it needs to be to convert that space into my domain of corruption; then, she’ll seek me out to fuck her little Cleric brains out to finish her corruption into a demon. I’m looking forward to seeing what form my new demonic priestesses will take.” As if to emphasize this point, Delvin’s member got a bit more swoll for a moment.

“It’s about time,” said Meltorna, “I’ll go see about the further preparations we talked about.”

“Thank you, slut,” said Delvin, which sent a shiver of erotic enjoyment through Meltorna, “be sure to discuss with Hilthrika, Glacia, and the imps what is expected as their roles in this plan; I suspect we’ll get some communication that could prove troublesome before one of our following phases can make an appearance.” The metallic demoness took a bow and made her way out of the chambers.

“So,” said Murclumis, “what is my part in the plan, currently”

Delvin returned to his general disguised state, complete with his usual attire, as he said, “Stand behind her as you undo her state; he placed the statue’s kinkier-looking gear around her feet in a manner similar to how she was when she was turned to stone, “and keep out of sight for the time being; I’ll see about handling the situation.”

“Understood, my lord,” said Murclumis. She then began the process of depetrifying the paladin. This was going to be good; the paladin didn’t even know boned she really was going to get, or how much that would be appealing to her before too long.