Meanwhile with Albedo

With a placid smile on her face, Albedo had escorted the pair of trespassers out of the Colosseum.

Internally? Anger and indignation bubbled in the overseer’s gut as she considered the failure of the first five floors’ Guardians. Allowing these two intruders to elude them and get so close to Lord Momonga was utterly unacceptable!

The only thing sparing her subordinates from gruesome retribution was how each time the succubus began formulating suitable “disciplines” for them, her mind would wander to thoughts of her beloved, their ardent affair and his proposal. This led Albedo the sour and deadly demoness being replaced with Albedo the exultant blushing bride, skipping through the halls of Nazarick like a fairytale princess in a flowery meadow. She’d catch herself, firmly shake her head and attempt focusing on a proper punishment for the others, only to have the cycle repeat itself.

Recognizing the futility of her pondering, she forestalled her plots with a sigh (a foreboding pressure lifting from the unsuspecting NPCs’ shoulders) and craned her head to regard her glass-eyed entourage tailing her. One a wood elf; elusive and rarely seen outside of their enchanted forests and glades.

The other, a human; member of a pitiful race that survived by sheer numbers, spawning like rodents faster than they could be exterminated. If they were blessed with good fortune, a greater being with a taste for their flesh (commonly dragons and giants) would passively ward away other threats to herd them like livestock.

The bulk of them just sat around whining about their problems to every passing traveler as if it was their sole purpose in life. At least elves and dwarves had enough dignity to die defending their ancestral homes with a weapon or tool in hand rather than grovelling on their bellies like a worm.

And yet, it was undeniable, that for all of those countless millions of worthless insects, some among them could rise to noteworthy levels of strength and skill. More than once had a band of human intruders overcome the lower floors’ defenses, defenders and Guardians, sometimes even earning the personal attention of one or more of the Supreme Beings before being annihilated.

To deny such feats would be to question the strength of Nazarick and the Guardians who defend it, two of whom were the personal creations of her Lord (a sore point even after becoming his first wife) and thus the ability and wisdom of the Supreme Beings who made them, which was preposterous.

But in her eyes this only made their race all the more pathetic as a whole. Humans had the capacity for some measure of worth, yet only a fraction of a percent of them ever made the effort to attain it, to find true purpose in their lives. Exceptions that proved the rule.

That said, Albedo could not help but begrudgingly acknowledge the possibility that this particular human might well be one such rarity. Whether by skill or cunning, she and her lone companion had successfully bypassed countless traps and obstacles, orchestrated by the Supreme Beings themselves where countless others had tried and perished. And as unconcerned as Aura had been in fighting them, the number of enchanted arrows that had riddled the human’s body before she had succumb was more than a little impressive in its own backwards way…

…The rest of her attention was hungrily undressing the two with her golden gaze. Not a difficult task given how casually they bared their shapely bodies, particularly the elf woman whose naked loins smelled richly of a delectable virgin! Oh! How she longed to toss the two of them to the ground so she might sample their delicious curves and cries again and again. Shattering their simple minds until they were devoid of all thoughts but those of craving and giving pleasure!

Hah… But, Lord Momonga had made his intentions clear. They were not for her to play with. Not yet at least.

Obviously he wished to be the one to break their spirits. To match their misguided defiance with escalating punishments and humiliations. Rewarding cooperation with pleasures greater than they had ever known with promises of those greater still should they surrender fully to him! To break one and **** the other to watch as her friend joyously broke her purity on her Lord’s magnificent. Hot. Throbbing. Demonhood! Aaaa~H~~<3!