The Last Demon King

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On the throne, the huge monster didn't move at all, the tentacles behind it drooped in the pool of blood, and the barrier made of rotating crystals quickly recovered in front of it.

call……

In the corner beside him, the bewitching handsome man with weird horns took a breath, and the wounds on his body began to heal rapidly.

Even though the attack just now did work, the powerful recovery and protection abilities of the monsters in front of them really made the two humans feel troublesome.

Looking at the demon king and his servants who had returned to the way they were before the fight, Slude raised his long sword and put on a fighting posture, but her slightly trembling hands from time to time already explained her current situation.

The previous fight to kill a bloody road, coupled with the continuous attempts just now, the surging magic power in his body is running out, and the blow just now almost exhausted his magic power, which he managed to recover to half.

Naturally, the companions around her were not much better. Richelieu's snow-white robes of the saintess had been torn to pieces by the magic, and there were a few more scars on her body. The shield formed by the holy light in her hand slowly dissipated. .

"Tsk..."

At this time, sitting on the throne, the Demon King who had been resting with his eyes closed finally opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect... to kill here with only one person, and to be able to persist until this time. He is indeed the strongest brave man in the history of mankind."

Just as the devil was speaking, the alluring handsome man also put away his rapier, easily passed through the protective shield that Slude couldn't break through, and stood beside the devil.

"My king, as well as the male hero who is currently commanding the battle on the frontal battlefield, and beside this female hero, the saints of this generation of church. This generation of human beings is really talented. Don't think that our demons Clan, tsk tsk..."

"Tsk... damn monster, come out if you have the ability! It's nothing to hide!"

However, in the face of Slude's provocation, the two demons ignored and continued to discuss their own affairs.

"Amon, my dear friend, how is the situation on the frontal battlefield?"

"Return to my king, Agares is already trying his best to delay, but... it won't last long, at most 2 hours, another brave man of mankind will arrive here first with the vanguard of the Knights."

Hearing that the reinforcements were about to arrive, and that it was another brave man who came, Slude, who was already somewhat exhausted, looked at each other. Among them, the flames of hope and fighting spirit were ignited again. As long as they can delay here for two hours, then as long as Aaron can arrive on time, mankind will surely win.

Compared with the burning fighting spirit on the human side, the monster's performance is very dull. Amon still has that invisible smile on his face, while the devil king, whose face is entangled by strange tentacles, can't see it. In any expression, the only eye exposed is just looking away.

"Heh, humans... are always so stupid... How's the situation in Gamkey?"

"Return to my king, I have already contacted you, and the plan can start."

plan? what's the plan? Richelieu instinctively felt a trace of uneasiness, could it be that he wanted to ambush Lord Cedric? However, according to the information of the Knights, all the combat forces of the Demon Race have been mobilized, and the male succubus who is closely related to him has appeared beside the Demon King, and there are not many enemies left...

Just when Richelieu was thinking about the possible traps or ambushes set by the other party, the Demon King who had been paralyzed on the throne stood up, and the red crystal automatically floated into his hands.

"Then... let's begin..."

In an instant, the demon king's aura began to surge, and a strong dark aura began to pervade the entire palace, overwhelming Slude and the others. This is the sense of oppression brought about by the absolute power gap. Moreover, this gap that is constantly widening is ****.

"Humans, you have done a good job, now... leave it to us."

"!*two"

boom!

Before the two humans could react, the ground under their feet suddenly shattered, and several huge tentacles protruded from the ground, disarming them roughly and binding them tightly.

"Sanctions... Goo!"

After all, they were the elites of the human generation. The moment they realized it, the two began to chant holy light spells at high speed. However, the tentacles did not give them a chance to speak, and directly blocked their mouths. At the same time, the two belts The spiked tentacles pierced straight into their hearts. In just a few seconds, the two people who were originally alive and well turned into two flesh-colored balls.

"Tsk tsk, I really miss you. The method you used to defeat that competitor was really overkill."

Amon looked at the skin rolled up by the tentacles and sent to him, shook his head, and sighed.

"Because nonsense is a waste of time, other methods may cause them to be wary."

The Demon King took Slude's skin from the tentacles, and put the armor and clothing aside.

"Hurry up and put it on, it will take some time to get the memory, we don't have much time to waste."

"As you command, my king."

The succubus man picked up the skin of the woman with snow-white skin, although there were a few small scars on it, but still beautiful.

Putting the human skin to the tip of his nose, he sniffed carefully, and a scent of lilies came to his nostrils.

"Hehehe...Saint Richelieu, your body will be mine from now on."

A finger stroked the back casually, and a gap was split open, revealing the inner wall of the human skin with a few traces of strange transparent mucus inside.

swish swish...

The thin rubbing sound like wearing clothes gradually sounded, echoing in the empty hall of the Demon King's Palace.

The shriveled feet of the human sister Yu gradually returned to their original appearance, and her white toes flexibly undulated on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there were those elegant and slender legs, the slightly upturned buttocks, the slender and smooth waist, and the narrow and slender, but plump and white arms.

With a little ****, the skin on the shoulders of the upper body was fitted together, and the shriveled fruit gradually regained its vitality, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to its original plump, white, round and plump appearance.

In the end, he gently picked up the woman's empty head with both hands, pushed aside the long silver-white hair, separated the gap with his thumbs, and squeezed his own head in.

After a while, a pair of watery red eyes slowly opened, and the woman shook her head slightly, looking around, feeling the intercourse between her body and the surrounding light elements. It has to be said that this is also a novel experience for her.

Just as the woman was feeling silently, a pair of white and powerful hands stretched out from behind her, ravaging that pair of plump breasts.

"Yeah~ it's...ha... who is it~"

A playful female voice came from behind her, with a hint of joy in her words.

"Guess who I am~"

"Ha... you... um... sneak attack... it's not fair..."

"Wrong answer, my dear Richelieu~ Then, you have to accept punishment~"

After finishing speaking, "Slude" smiled and stuck to "Richelieu"'s back, feeling the other's delicate skin, soft and moist tongue from the neck all the way up to the earlobe, and then licked it as if playing with food. Licking; kneading the plump double peaks with both hands, squeezing and continuing from time to time; on the lower body, a tentacle with a tip like a meat stick protruded from her urethra, and gently rubbed the outside of the other's pussy.

"Yeah... S... Ha... Slude... Uh..."

Under the continuous and violent teasing by "Slude", the innocent "Richelieu" couldn't last long at all, his body began to tremble slightly, and his mind went blank. Now she just wants to get more pleasure.

"Well~ It looks almost the same, let you experience the pleasure of a human female~"

"Slude" licked the corner of his mouth, slightly separated the legs of "Richelieu", manipulated the tentacles to aim at the

small hole, and then inserted it violently.

Accompanied by a few strands of red silk thread and the saint's pained and slightly pleasant moan, the tentacle cock began to be thrust in and out quickly, and each stroke went straight into the deepest part of the opponent.

At the same time, "Slude" was not idle, a section of the slender tentacles slowly emerged, and gradually turned into a tentacle stick that was exactly the same as the one that was pulling "Richelieu", and turned to insert in his own little hole.

As the thrusting became faster and faster, the warm and tight pussy was violently pushed open by the cock, and the waves of pleasure brought about by the cock continued to hit them, and the brains of the two sisters were blank at this time , the body limp on the ground, as if about to fly. Two pairs of jewel-like eyes rolled upwards, and the panting sound echoed in the palace like a beautiful piece of music.

Finally, the bodies of the two people reached the footing point, and with the high moans of the two, the thick semen gushed out from the cock of "Hilde" as if endlessly, and poured into the wombs of the two together At the same time, a lot of knowledge and memories also began to emerge in the minds of the two.

This kind of orgasm was too unique and too impactful. The two who could still stand barely fell to the ground, panting softly, and the tentacle cock also took the opportunity to retract into the body of "Hilde".

After resting for a while, Richelieu stroked his slightly warm belly and looked at Hilde who was opposite him. Both of them showed satisfied and lewd smiles on their faces at the same time.

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, a big hole was blasted out of the wall of the Demon King's City, and then, a handsome blond man in golden armor led a group of silver armored knights into the hall.

What appeared in front of them was a huge corpse of a monster. A long silver sword was stuck in the monster's heart, and a strong aura of holy light was still exuding from the abdominal cavity.

And not far from the monster, the strongest human hero --- Slude half-kneeled on the ground, the mithril armor carefully crafted by dwarf craftsmen on his body was already in tatters, and the armor on his left hand and leg was even more worn out. She flew away with her wings, her slender white arms drooping weakly, her pretty face was covered with blood, and beside her were all broken tentacles, which showed how hard she had fought.

Even so, she still didn't fall down, and kept staring at the demon corpse that had no signs of life.

And the most important and most promising saint of this generation of the church--Richelieu, is lying on Slude's lap at the moment, she seems to have passed out, the blood remaining at the corner of her mouth and the dim The stick explained the reason, and the white robe on his body had become tattered.

Seeing this, the man nodded slightly to the knight captain behind him, and then ran towards Slude with a few knights. The knight captain commanded the knights under his command to form a formation around the monster's body, waiting for it.

The blond man ran to Slude, first briefly checked Richelieu's condition, and motioned to his followers to take her down for treatment, then looked at Slude, and put his hand gently on her drooping arm, St. The light began to gather, healing her scars.

"Sorry, Slude, I'm late, how are you?"

Seeing that the support finally arrived and a person he was familiar with appeared in front of him, Slude's originally tense body also relaxed, his legs softened, and he fell directly into the opponent's arms.

"Aaron...you are finally here...how is the frontal battlefield, have we...won?"

Aaron hugged each other tenderly, and gently stroked the other's long hair with his right hand, soothing Sluder's nervous heart.

"Yes, we have wiped out all the coalition forces of the demon race on the frontal battlefield. Lord Alexis has also checked just now, and the demon king is dead. There is also good news from the elves, Slude, we have won."

"Is that so...that's great...my lord pope and lord goddess will be very pleased..."

Slude buried his head in Aaron's arms, and gently rubbed his chest affectionately.

"I... haven't fully recovered, I can't walk, you can carry me back..."

"It's up to you, dear Miss Slude."

Aaron hugged the princess directly, held Slude in his arms, and deliberately kissed her on the face by the way.

"Oh! Stupid... stupid..."

The woman blushed instantly, and although the words were reprimands, they still showed a trace of love. She leaned intimately against Aaron's breastplate, her head buried so deep that Aaron could not see her face at all. But Aaron could imagine that she must be smiling quietly.

In fact, where Aaron couldn't see, Slude was indeed smiling, but...the golden pupils had turned into blood-red vertical pupils at some point, and there was a hint of coquettishness and lewdness in the smile.

The plan...is being successfully executed...

"My lords, Her Majesty's body is fine, it's just the backlash caused by the mana overdraw, as long as you rest in peace for a while. She is currently resting."

In the general camp of the Human Alliance, the priest of the church and Aaron Sluder stood outside a huge tent, talking in low voices.

"That's good……"

Slude breathed a sigh of relief, her nervous and worried expression calmed down a lot, while Aaron patted her on the shoulder lightly.

"Please don't worry, my lords, I will take good care of Your Royal Highness,"

The maid with long silver hair smiled and saluted, with her slender fingers lightly placed on her chest, and a golden iris badge next to her chest was very conspicuous.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce. This is Her Royal Highness's personal maid Alia. She used to be the dean of the nuns of the King's Capital Branch of the Church. Later, she was chosen by the Second Princess to enter the palace. This time, the Second Princess Knowing that the saint was injured, she was specially sent here, and His Royal Highness the Second Princess also went to the Guangming Church in Wangcheng to pray..."

"Well, the priest doesn't need to be so flattering, I'm just an ordinary maid now."

Alicia smiled very modestly, and the two brave men couldn't help but have a lot of affection for her.

"In short, everyone, His Royal Highness Richelieu can rest assured and leave it to me, don't worry too much."

The priest froze for a moment, and looked at Aaron as if remembering something.

"By the way, Lord Aaron, the generals still have some questions to ask you about the war, so please leave as soon as possible."

"Hmm... Is it like this... Do you want to go with me? The generals should welcome you who killed the Demon King with your own hands."

Aaron pondered for a moment, then looked at Slude beside him.

Slude shook his head slightly.

"I... I won't go, I... I'm still not used to staying in places with so many people. I'll go in and see how Richelieu is doing, and then I'll go back."

Aaron didn't **** her either, he just touched her head lightly and kissed her face.

"Then, pay attention to safety, and see you in the camp later."

Aaron followed the priest and left, while Sluder nodded to the maid and walked slowly into the tent.

Now, there are only two people left in the tent, one standing and one lying down.

After confirming that Alia would not come in for the time being, Slude put his hands on the cloth at the entrance of the tent, set up a silence and warning circle, and then strolled to Richelieu's bed.

Lying on the bed, taking off the saint's gown, Richelieu, who was dressed in white, lacked the holy temperament of the saint in normal times and battles, and added a little bit of delicate and sexy beauty.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, it's time to wake up."

Slude's original gentle and considerate temperament instantly disappeared without a trace, replaced by a mocking and mocking smile. Those golden pupils exuding a sense of holiness were dyed bright red, adding a bit of demonic aura.

"Whoa~ what's wrong? Miss Slude~ woke me up in such a hurry, is it something serious~"

At the same time, the frailty and sickness on Richelieu's face disappeared immediately, and what was left was endless sexy and charming colors. The original dark red pupils exuded infinite charm, and the snow-white quilt slightly He lifted it up, revealing his slim figure.

"It's nothing~ I just want to tell you that Agares and the others are almost here. Tell me~ who should we go to?"

Slude took off his boots, climbed onto the bed, lay on Richelieu's body, and gently stroked Richelieu's breasts with both hands.

"Hmm~ If this is the case...how about Sister Brunhilde? They are two of the strongest paladins in the church, and they can be dispatched directly by me. It just so happens that Agareth's ability, martial arts, and personality are very good." It's worth putting on that older sister, and as for the taciturn younger sister, it's cheaper than that green liquid."

Richelieu smiled coquettishly, and then, taking advantage of Slude's inattention, he turned around and pressed the other person under him, and dexterously walked and stroked her body with his slender hands.

"Well~ After all, he is considered a king, um~ more or less... ah~ Sister Richelieu~ um~ why...how are you so proficient~ ah~"

Under Richelieu's skillful and gentle caress, it didn't take long for Slude to pant and let the other party manipulate him.

"Hmph~ In my heart, only you are the king, and the rest of the kings are just fakes~"

Richelieu smiled and pinched the other's nipples hard, prompting Slude to groan in haste and enjoyment, and then gently stroked the other's face, showing a smirk.

"As a servant of the Demon King, Ms. Brave said such outrageous words. As a saint, I can't tolerate it. I have to punish her~"

As he said that, Richelieu put his hands under the opponent and himself respectively, gently separated the labia, then closed his eyes, moaned softly, and leaned forward slightly.

Accompanied by several moans of enjoyment, a slender and huge purple cock protruded from her already wet swamp, went straight into Slude's little hole, and slowly thrust it.

"Ah~ good~ coo~ so big~ Richelieu~ you... you actually~ ah ah~"

"Hmm~ Ms. Brave's pussy~ very nice~"

Although Slude had violently violated her pussy in the past, judging from the soft and firm feeling fed back from Richelieu's cock, it seems that the skin on their bodies can always be kept at its best Even if he was injured not long ago, he will recover quickly, even the lower body that has been damaged.

It seems that the choice made by the Lord Demon King was correct, and I no longer have to accept the instructions of that annoying god in the dark and dark Demon Realm... Ah, praise the goddess...

Richelieu was sincerely grateful for his choice, and the speed of thrusting couldn't help but speed up quite a bit.

On Slude's side, with the rapid thrusting of the cock, the wall of the flesh was constantly rubbed, and the pleasure was like an ocean current, impacting her brain.

In addition, the dick Richelieu uses now is her own succubus dick, which will secrete a substance every time she inserts it, so that the female she enters and exits will always maintain high sexual desire and extremely high sensitivity. Richelieu used to show off his unique ability in front of her. She thought her friend was just bragging, but after experiencing it herself, she realized that Richelieu was right.

Not long after, under the dominance of sensuality and pleasure, Slude began to actively cooperate with Richelieu's movements, actively twisting her hips, and the joyful sound from her mouth became more presumptuous, if she hadn't installed the sound insulation in advance Formation, even if the sound insulation effect of this big tent is good, I am afraid that the maid standing outside will hear it.

"Huh~hmm~ Ms. Brave, who is usually taciturn and only gentle with those closest to her, is now so lewd. I don't know what Mr. Aaron will think when he finds out about this~"

Richelieu bent down slightly, rubbed the other's full breasts with both hands, looked at Slude's eyes that turned white, and asked with a smile.

"Ahhh~ Hurry~ Goo~ It's broken~ Haha~ Cool~ Ugh~"

It's a pity that the other party, who is immersed in pleasure, has no way to answer her own words, but even if she says something now, there is a high probability that my friend will agree.

Richelieu couldn't help but recall the maid who helped him heal his wounds. As the former dean of the church, his own strength should be good. During the recent treatment, he could also feel the affinity of the other party's body for the light element. And, as the princess's personal maid, she may have had brief contact with some nobles or high-level figures in the empire; besides, her body looks very good...

Thinking about it, Richelieu deliberately slowed down the speed of thrusting and thrusting, and stopped the movement of his hands, then smiled and looked at Slude whose body was still trembling.

"Haha~ um... um? Why...why did you slow down...I~I want to~ hurry up...get up~"

Seeing that he was getting less and less pleasure, the flushed Slude grabbed Richelieu's arms, begging bitterly, and even moved his body back and forth on his own initiative, but it was a pity that it was a drop in the bucket.

Usually, if the women under them are already lustful and dissatisfied, then the male succubi can start to brainwash them and make them use by the devil world. Only this time, Richelieu just needs to let her agree and cooperate with what he is going to do next.

"Ah~ Miss Brave, if you want to continue~ But you have to promise me one thing, and you have to play a scene with me~"

"Hey~A... If you agree...can you continue..."

"Yes~ if you promise~ I will let Miss Brave continue to experience the supreme pleasure~ just like this~"

As he said that, Richelieu slowly pulled out the cock that had been wrapped in the love juice, and then... pushed hard, the huge cock violently rushed into the small hole, and directly pressed against the mouth of the uterus.

"Ahhhhhhhhh~!"

Slude moaned loudly, her eyes rolled white, and her body arched up because of the sudden huge pleasure. After trembling a few times, a transparent liquid sprayed out from near her pussy, stuffed in Richelieu body and bed.

Richelieu moved away the hand holding the other's tender chest, and slid his slender index finger across his body, and then put it into his mouth, savoring it carefully.

"Hmm~ Delicious, thank you Miss Slude for your hospitality. It's just a pity...I still couldn't let me ejaculate in the end..."

At this moment, Slude was already limp on the bed, panting softly, and didn't even have the time to respond to her.

"But it doesn't matter~ Next, you can work hard and strive to eat my delicious milk. It's still 'voluntary'~"

Richelieu pulled out his cock, lay on the opponent's body, gently held Slude's fair face with both hands, kissed it like a dragonfly, and then stared at the bright red eyes of the opponent.

"Am I right? My dear little toy, Slude."

For a moment, the silver-haired heroine showed a coquettish smile, and then the bright red in the pupils quickly faded, revealing the original noble golden pupils, but the eyes were a little hollow, and if you look carefully, you can still vaguely see them. Seeing a small pink heart pattern in the center of the pupil, the expression of the whole person was also slightly dull, and it took a few minutes before he mechanically responded.

"……Yes Master."

"Ha... um..."

Outside the tent, Aliya yawned and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Ms. Brave has been in for more than an hour, and I don't know what's going on... Although she has a good relationship with the saint, and the saint's injury is not very serious, it may be better to let the saint rest alone during this period good……

Just as the maid was thinking about the saint's injury and her subsequent recuperation plan, a familiar, somewhat soft voice sounded in her ear.

"Miss Alia, can...can you come in? Sister Slude has something to ask you..."

It's the sound transmission of the saint. It seems that the saint has come to her senses, and she seems very happy to hear her tone. She must have learned about our victory.

Thinking of this, Aliya breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the tent. However, she didn't notice a dark purple magic circle that was slowly rotating on the cloth at the entrance behind her.

"Sorry to bother you, Saintess, Miss Brave, you guys are still chatting..."

The maid's words stopped abruptly, she stood there in a daze, her hands still holding the tent cloth, her eyes were full of shock.

In front of her eyes, Richelieu, who was only wearing a thin pajamas, was kneeling on the ground with his back facing her, his head was shaking, as if he was licking something, and in front of her, the naked brave man---Slu De, holding Richelieu's head with both hands, closed his eyes, and groaned softly from time to time.

As if aware of Alia's arrival, Slude opened his eyes, patted the saint's head lightly, leaned down and kissed her face, stopped Richelieu's mechanical behavior, and then lifted his Lifting his head, he looked at each other with a smile.

"Hmm~ I didn't expect her to be so cooperative, and she really called you in. Miss Saint is really obedient."

After a brief hesitation, a staff appeared in Aliya's hand in an instant, with a beautiful, shimmering blue crystal on the top pointing directly at Slude.

"...Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Ms. Brave? Where is the real Ms. Brave?"

Slude tilted her head, showing a very innocent expression, but she still didn't let go of the hand holding the saint's head.

"Huh? I'm the brave man himself, sister Aliya, let's be honest."

Seeing that Slude was still holding on to Richelieu as a shield, Aliya clicked her tongue in a low voice. She was able to sneak into the hinterland of the Human Alliance Army without anyone noticing, and she could also pretend to be Miss Brave...even if she accidentally injured the saint. , nor let this creature leave alive!

Immediately, a large number of arrows composed of holy light appeared beside the maid, and a faint layer of holy light also climbed up Richelieu's body, gradually enveloping her completely.

"Oh? This..."

Before Miss Brave finished speaking, she suddenly felt dizzy, as if her body lost all strength in an instant, the hand that was holding Richelieu's head was loosened weakly, and then, the golden chain appeared out of thin air, She was tightly tied up, and the arrows of the holy light also took the opportunity to launch all of them, directly bombarding her body and bed, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

Just to be on the safe side, the Rain of Light Arrows shot more than 10 times before stopping, fearing that the opponent would be able to resist or even counterattack. During this period, Aliya also took the opportunity to drag the saint over with the chain of holy light, and checked briefly. Fortunately, there was nothing serious about her body, and her virgin body was still there, but her eyes were a little hollow, and the corners of her mouth were still a little disgusted. The smell, probably a moment of carelessness, was controlled by that monster.

Alicia carefully picked up Richelieu's body, gently placed her by the wall beside her, and placed her hands gently on her forehead, ready to wake her up.

"...Well, casting spells in an instant, the power is still so great, as expected of the former head of the nuns, if this ability is replaced by other people, they will indeed die here..."

Accompanied by the words, a string of black tentacles emerged from the bottom of Aliya's feet, quickly and expertly bound her body, shot down her weapon, and blocked her body by the way. mouth.

"Well?!"

Even though Aliya reacted extremely quickly and launched a counterattack, but...she couldn't use any spells at all. Many attack spells that could be cast with a single thought could not be launched at all now. No matter how she tried, it was useless.

"Even if you don't die here, the sound caused by the spell just now will attract other people. It's a good idea... It's a pity that when you enter this tent, your end is already doomed gone."

The smoke in front of her dissipated, and she saw Slude standing not far from her, still approaching slowly, and her items and tents were not damaged at all. This abnormal situation really made Aliya lose her mind Well for a few seconds.

"Secondly..."

When he was only one step away from Alisa, Slude's words suddenly stopped, and he stood still suddenly, as if he had been cast by some spell.

"Well?"

Just when Aliya wondered if the other party had some conspiracy, a pair of white hands stretched out from her armpits, and grabbed her breasts fiercely, and a very familiar voice rang out from her ears.

"I'm sorry... Elder sister Alisa~ My manipulation skills are not very proficient, I made my sister laugh~"

This voice... Richelieu? ? ! ! Shouldn't she be controlled by this fake brave man in front of her? Difficult... Could it be...

A terrifying thought emerged from Alisa's mind, which made her shiver involuntarily.

"Well, it looks like sister Alia guessed it...I don't need to explain my sister~"

Retracting his hands, Richelieu with a bewildered smile walked briskly to Alisa, and kissed Slude who was standing there in front of her.

"For the future of Lord Demon King~ I have to wrong my sister~ But, we will meet again soon~"

The last thing Aliya saw was the demonic pupils that the "brave" and "saint" showed her, full of lust and evil, after the deep kiss.

The lake is quiet at night, the bright moonlight is sprinkled evenly on the lake surface, and a thin layer of blue mist floats on the lake surface, making the lake surface seem like a dream covered with a green veil, but a few strands of it flow from the shore to the lake. The rippling waves spreading outside destroyed this calmness.

Not far from the shore, Slude was standing in the water, gently wiping his body. The thin mist made his beautiful figure not so real, and everything was like a beautiful illusion.

"Huh... It's much cleaner this way, and Aaron probably won't notice what I did this afternoon."

Slude wiped off the last stain on his upper body with a little ****, and then threw the towel back to the shore, curled up slightly, letting the lake water slowly wrap his body, with only one head exposed on the water surface.

After successfully occupying the maid's body with the split body in the afternoon, Richelieu pulled her to do several rounds, and was not released by the other party until evening. After returning to his tent, seeing that Aaron hadn't come back, he just let himself come here according to his memory, clean up his body briefly, and by the way... think about the follow-up of the plan.

"Um……"

Slowly close your eyes, feel the warm and cool water temperature of the lake, and enjoy this rare tranquility.

For some reason, the habits of this body are quite similar to mine: I hate places with many people, few interpersonal relationships, and I am used to being alone; this saved me a lot of effort in my previous disguise, after all... At best, that time in a hurry only allowed her to gain a small amount of abilities and memories, and she only got everything in this body this afternoon.

"Perhaps, this is the gap between me and the previous kings..."

Slude's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, looking at his hands floating in the water, he smiled helplessly.

Forget it, I was at least like them, fleeing from that so-called "god" who didn't listen to opinions at all. In a sense, it was much better than those demon kings who were really killed by humans.

Slude suddenly shook his head and splashed water on his face a few times. Now is not the time to be emotional, the subordinates who are loyal to him are not as lucky as him, and the plan must continue to be implemented carefully.

At present, I and Richelieu have been successfully replaced, and the maid...is a temporary gain. Tomorrow, I have to ask about the recent situation of the pair of paladins under my command. When Agares and the others arrive, I have to complete the replacement immediately...

clatter---

"...Aaron, how many times have you tried to take a peek, but I discovered it again?"

Slude turned his head slowly, looking at the familiar figure gradually emerging from the white mist quite speechlessly.

"Aren't I worried about you? I didn't see you when I returned to your tent. I went to Richelieu's place. The maid also said that you had left a long time ago. After thinking about it, you can only come here."

Aaron, who was naked from the upper body, walked to her side and reached out to touch her head exposed above the water.

"So, I came here specially to take a look, and I didn't expect to find you. Slude, what's on your mind to stay here alone?"

"Well……"

Feeling the familiar and gentle touch of the other party's head, Slude blushed "appropriately", and floated silently to Aaron's side, hugged the other party's waist from behind, and pressed his face tightly against his warm on the skin.

"The generals came to you... besides discussing the post-war issues, did they have anything else to do?"

"Yes, some missions to hunt down escaped monsters, but compared with the war that just ended, they are much inferior. These trivial matters should not take too much time for you and me to be resolved smoothly."

"Ah That's good……"

"But, Slude, I still have something to do with you..."

"Huh? Is... what is it?"

Aaron turned around and looked curiously at Slude who was blushing and nervously rubbing his hands under the water.

"It's rare that you didn't drive me away today. Logically speaking, it was difficult for me to get close to me before, but it's rare to be kind to me today. Could it be..."

Seeing the originally nervous silver-haired woman's face suddenly darken, and the temperature around her also began to drop sharply, the man shut up very wisely under the strong desire to survive.

"I don't like it, I'm leaving, don't come to me tonight."

With a dark face, Slude stood up directly from the water, gave Aaron a hard look, and then turned around to leave, apparently irritated by what he just said.

Seeing that the other party was really about to leave, Aaron hurried forward, hugged Slude's slender waist directly, and explained in his most gentle voice.

"Sorry, Slude, I was just joking... Actually, you are really beautiful now. I am very grateful that I can get in touch with such a beautiful you so closely."

"...you will be poor-mouthed."

Although Slude's words were still somewhat dissatisfied, her body did not try to break free from Aaron's embrace. Aaron knew that now was the best opportunity, and if he missed it, he would really have to wait for a long time.

So, with a sudden heart, he turned Slude's body around, lifted her red face, and put his lips on her forehead, eyes, and nose. Finally, he slowly leaned over and kissed her pale lips. She didn't resist, but remained motionless, with an expression of indifference or shock on her face.

Slude's lips were extraordinarily moist and sweet, and Aaron had felt it the last time he kissed her. Kissing her sweet lips, and the sweet but not greasy fragrance of her body wafting over the tip of his nose, he only felt that he, who had always been calm and self-controlled, might lose control at any time.

After a long time, the two lips parted, pulling out a few long and thin silver threads. Looking at the reddish woman in his arms, Aaron was about to open his mouth to say something when a slender finger was placed on his lips.

"I want it."

"……Um."

Staring at the woman in his arms whose eyes were as bright as the stars twinkling in the night sky, the man agreed softly. His white and slender hands gently stroked her face all the way to her chin. He lifted his upper body slowly. Slowly leaning towards her, she watched his handsome face slowly approaching, getting closer.

As the lips were slowly pressed together, he couldn't help but trembled, watching her face flushed red, tiny beads of sweat oozing from the tip of her nose, her lips parted slightly, revealing the fresh, moist tip of her tongue, pure and pure. There was a bit of charm in it, and the cute look made him unable to restrain himself from lowering his head to hold her lips, and then gently wrapping around her tongue, carefully exploring every corner, snatching the breath that belonged to her .

She accepted his love tremblingly, her mind went blank, she just closed her eyes obediently, as if everything was taken for granted. She forgot to think, and she didn't want to think, but instinctively wanted to hug him tighter, tighter.

I don't know when, the mist covering the lake has long since dissipated, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the lake, lighting up the surroundings of the lake, and the nearby forest became quiet, and even the lake returned to calm because the two of them hadn't moved for a long time , as if time stopped here.

"Huh~ I didn't expect that boy Aaron to be surprisingly powerful."

In the middle of the night, in an inconspicuous tent on the edge of the human coalition camp, Slude, who was dressed in white single clothes, was leaning on the bed, gently stroking his stomach with his hands, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

After completely obtaining all the memories of the female hero, "Slude" discovered that he and the male hero still have a lover relationship, and...it seems that the other party actively chased him, and the original owner was seen by outsiders. The tall and cold woman has almost been captured by the opponent.

Besides, in the evening, I just planned to wash my body clean to make sure that the other party would not find any flaws. As a result, Aaron came to him on his own initiative, and launched an offensive directly in the face of the arrogance he deliberately expressed.

Although the opponent's actions are obviously a baby, but... the thing under him is very good. I originally thought that even if I got a human body, the only thing that would satisfy me would be the dick of a demon or an orc. However, he is so far the first human being who can **** himself to ****, so that he was carried back to the tent by him in the end, and was served to lie down.

Reminiscing about the passion of the fierce battle in the wild before, Slude's hand slid towards his private parts, his fingers lightly touched the flesh wall a few times, and then returned with a few traces of crystal dew, and his mouth sucked the slender fingers seriously. pointed, with a contented expression on his face.

"Hmm...my original choice...was really the right one..."

A mirror made of ice elements appeared out of thin air, floating in front of Slude, reflecting her lustful and satisfied expression.

"From now on, your body will be well used by me, Miss Slude~"

"Whether it's this cold appearance, wonderful body, powerful ability, or your lovely boyfriend...all, all are mine~"

The thick dick slipped out of the hole, and then quickly retracted, rubbing his breasts with both hands, and moaning happily.

"Ah~ I promise, every day, haha~ every day, under the heavy armor, let this perfect body enjoy the baptism of pleasure; ah~, every day, I will ride on your little boyfriend, let, goo Hmm~, let him see your most promiscuous side; the knights under your command, ah~, I will also 'treat' them well~"

The body trembled slightly, and the milky white semen spurted out together with the transparent liquid, which stained the ice mirror.

"Ah~ This body... is becoming more and more handy~"

Holding the mirror frame with both hands, sticking out her smooth and dexterous tongue, gently licking the "deliciousness" on the mirror surface and her own reflection in the mirror.

"Good night~Miss Slude. But don't worry, because, soon, someone will come to accompany you~"

Three days later, there was a camp 20 miles away from the city of Hestia.

The snow-white tent, and the golden cross emblem tattooed on it, undoubtedly, this is the residence of the brave Slude and her knight order.

Three days ago, Slude and Aaron received orders from the king and the church respectively. Aaron was in charge of clearing out the remaining demon forces on the southern border of the empire, while Slude was in charge of cleaning up the Goblin tribes entrenched near the empire's business roads.

After receiving the order, the two set off immediately. Since the number of Slude's subordinates was not too large, and they basically only carried luggage for a few days, they traveled lightly, so it took her only one and a half days to arrive at the predetermined location. After resupplying for a while, the city was stationed outside the city, ready to march at any time.

Since Slude doesn't like excitement and is more used to **** in terms of tactics, there are not many people in her knight order. However, she herself is a ninth-level assassin and swordsman, and her childhood friend Richelieu is also a ninth-level dual cultivation of animal husbandry and law. The strength and cooperation of the two are basically among the best in the empire.

Moreover, since she was brought up by the church since she was a child, and Richelieu, the saint of the church, was willing to go out with the army, the church spent a lot of money to form a knight order for her after Slude was certified as a brave by the goddess of light. :

Under their two highest positions and strengths, there is a pair of eighth-rank paladin sisters, Brunhilde and Siga Gul from the Stewart family, and the elder sister Brunhilde is the commander of this pocket knight order. . They are specially responsible for protecting the safety of Richelieu, and are responsible for undertaking the main tasks on the frontal battlefield. When the demon king was assassinated before, it was also because their sisters led the other members of the knights to guard the main gate of the demon king's city, which gave Slude enough time to kill the demon king.

After that, Olivia Taylor, an eighth-level mage who was slightly weaker than them, graduated from the Imperial Academy of Magic with honors, and was chosen by the church to "provide 10 years of magic research funds and materials" as her goal. The condition made her agree to join the Knights. I usually like to stay in my tent to refine potions or study spells. It is the stable long-range firepower output of the Knights and the whole group recognizes that cooking is the best (it is worth mentioning that the worst cooking level is Slude ), but compared to her talents in magic and cooking, her melee level is slightly inferior.

Then, there is the eighth-level elf ranger Erlinni. Although the relationship between elves and humans has been in a tense state since the creation of the gods, the tribe that Erlinni belongs to can be regarded as a branch that gets along relatively well with the empire. . She is usually responsible for investigation and vigilance, and when necessary, she will draw out her family's long sword for close combat.

Finally, there are those ordinary Ji knights, a total of 8. But they are ordinary, and they are only compared with Slude and the others. In fact, each of them is at the middle level of the seventh rank, and with the command and command of the Brunhilde sisters, it is enough to rival the eighth rank, or even the early ninth rank. monster.

Before the expedition, because the current Pope was worried that Richelieu would choose two people to act because of worrying about "Slude, leaving a large army to defend and no one to treat", he specially appointed an eighth-level priest-- --Enid follows, just in case. Although the priest was a little petite and looked like a little girl, he was not inferior to the head maid in terms of understanding and using the holy light.

In this way, in the war with the Demon King, he defeated countless enemies without any loss, and finally even served as the main **** to **** the Demon King, and successfully completed the mission. Now it is time to clean up the ordinary goblin group. Dimensionality reduction hit. It's a pity...a "conspiracy" against them has already begun, and the mastermind is someone they absolutely can't think of right now.

"What? Do you want to go out with a body like yours? Is it too risky?"

Brunhilde frowned slightly, looking at the saint sitting in a wooden wheelchair in front of him with some seriousness.

"Well, I heard that there is a small church built by the locals on the nearby mountain to worship the Goddess of Light. I want to do a simple prayer and report our battle situation to the Goddess. By the way... pray for our operation, just Same as ever."

Richelieu was wearing a white saintess gown, with his hands on his thighs, sitting peacefully in a wheelchair, with a kind smile on his face.

"It's not very far from our camp, and I can come back before dark. And, Miss Alyssa will also come to escort me. If sister Brunhilde is worried, I can ask sister Erlinni to investigate first. .”

"Where's Slude?"

Richelieu shook his head lightly, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Slude, she is fascinated by a certain man. It seems that she has heard some rumors and is now learning to cook with Olivia's sister."

Brunhilde couldn't help shivering. It's not a good thing to mix the words "Slude" and "cooking". Tonight... Maybe there will be another bloody storm... Let's follow It's better for the saint to go out, maybe she can escape unharmed. Besides, an ordinary group of goblin robbers should not be their opponents of the ninth and eighth ranks.

After thinking about it for a while, the blond paladin asked.

"...When are you going to set off? I'll call Shijiaguer. You should need one more person to help you defend. As for Erlinni, let her continue to guard the camp. I will leave your defense to Ellie. Miss Sha and our sisters are fine."

"Well, it looks like this... well, we can start now, thank you, sister Brunhilde."

Richelieu supported the handle of the wheelchair, stood up staggeringly, and saluted the other party. Judging from her trembling legs, her injury had not fully recovered.

"Your Highness! No need to be like this, your body is the most important thing!"

Seeing that the other party was obviously injured and still doing such a big gift, Brunhilde hurried forward, supported the other party's shoulders and armpits, and carefully led the other party to sit down. Richelieu also seemed to realize what was wrong with him just now, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Sister Brunhilde, please go to Sister Shijiaguer first, and then meet at the main gate of the camp. Sister Alisa will take me there."

"Okay, Your Highness, please be safe."

Brynhildr picked up the cloak he hung aside, confirmed that his saber was still around his waist, strode out of the tent, nodded to the head maid next to the tent, and then headed towards the open area of ​​the camp go.

After the knight left, the head maid walked into the tent and put her hands lightly on the handles of the wheelchair.

"His Royal Highness, they have arrived at a fixed location."

"Yeah~ I see~haha~"

In just a few seconds, the original gentle smile on Richelieu's face disappeared instantly, and a few blushes gradually climbed onto her face accompanied by a shallow evil smile.

"I didn't expect her to be hooked so easily. Sure enough~my body is still very useful~hmm~"

"Your Highness, shall we go to the main gate of the camp and wait for them now?"

"No, um~ go a little later, uh~ let, let me finish this time, haha~"

Richelieu closed his eyes and moaned softly. And under her wide saintess gown, a few teak-colored tentacles are wriggling gently on her body, and under the white bra are also full of tiny tentacles, constantly rubbing the other's breasts; and on the lower abdomen, a The golden pattern is slowly shining, two teak-colored meat stick-shaped tentacles pass through the hole in the robe, slowly entering and exiting Richelieu's back court and pussy, and another tentacle penetrates into her urethra, turning into a Warm pussy wrapped around a purple cock hidden within.

Judging from Richelieu's slightly undulating belly and the remaining water stains on his legs, it has been going on for a long time.

"Well!"

As Richelieu's body trembled slightly, the three cocks fired at the same time, and the warm milk filled the places that wrapped them, and then was absorbed by her body and tentacles, only a little leaked from the pussy. Ejaculation.

"Do you need me to speed up the frequency? Your Royal Highness?"

"No... Huh, just keep this frequency. After all..."

The saint looked at Brunhilde's bed and showed an amorous smile.

"After that, I still have to play~"

On a hill not far from the camp, there is a very simple chapel. It seems that the nearby villagers who believe in the goddess of light built it at their own expense, but because there are a large group of goblins making trouble here, and the human allied forces Busy with the decisive battle against the demon king, she had no time to get away to solve the problem, resulting in the interior of the goddess temple being full of dust. Originally, Alisa planned to clean it up briefly, but was stopped by Richelieu.

"No, let's do it now, Elder Sister Alisa. After the goblins are pacified, we will come back and clean up here."

With the help of the maid, Richelieu walked slowly to the tall goddess statue, knelt down gently, and began to pray devoutly.

"Goddess of Light, may our operation this time be successful, and may... we can live in peace in the future and will no longer be affected by monsters."

After a while, she closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and softly recited the prayer scriptures in her memory.

Outside the house, sisters Brunhilde stood guard by the door, watching vigilantly at the large forest in front of her and the road she came from, but... Shijiaguer seemed a little impatient.

"Well, sister, how long will it take for Her Majesty the Holy Maiden? It feels like the sky is getting dark..."

"... Just wait."

"Oh... then can I go in and take a look? It is not only to check the situation of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden inside, but also to pray to the Goddess of Light by the way."

"...what do you have to pray for?"

Ji Knight with short blond hair looked at Brunhilde, his face was full of innocence.

"I hope that the knights under our command can become stronger, so that I won't be easily defeated by me every single duel."

A few black lines appeared silently in Brunhilde's head. My sister's fighting-loving personality really gave me a headache. Obviously, my father and myself are so calm, and my mother is also very gentle. Why is my sister full of fighting? impatient...

But it seemed quite normal now, just in case, I still called Erlinni before going out, and asked others to be responsible for guarding the camp. But since she was hiding in the forest and didn't warn, then there shouldn't be any problem...

Thinking so, Brunhilde said.

"Okay, let's go, don't disturb Her Royal Highness, go back early."

"!clear!"

Sijia Guer couldn't wait to turn around and run. Of course, he didn't forget to close the door carefully when he entered.

"Still so impatient..."

Brunhilde shook his head helplessly, and continued to guard carefully, but... for some reason, the forest seemed to start to fog up, and the fog was still very thick. In just a few minutes, the entire church was surrounded by thick fog .

"...Something's wrong, Eriny? Can you hear me, Eriny?"

"Can... hiss... you... you're not right..."

Listening to the intermittent voice in his ear, Brunhilde clicked his tongue and cut off the sound transmission actively.

"...to ensure the safety of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden first, and then let Her Majesty try to dispel this strange fog."

Just as she was about to turn around to open the door, a gust of wind hit her from the left at an extremely fast speed.

"Clang!"

The long sword exuding golden brilliance collided fiercely with a strangely shaped black knife, making a loud noise.

"Tsk... You really didn't die, Agares. Why are you in the human world, do you want to avenge your dead master?"

The smoke on the figure in front of Knight Ji slowly dissipated, revealing an elderly knight with a pair of spiral horns on his head, the hand holding the long knife, and the naked body covered with black scales. Armor, the armor on the right hand looks like an eagle.

"...not really."

The old man... Agares took the initiative to retreat, and at the same time easily evaded Ji Knight's counterattack.

After being dodged by Ji Qiqi's counterattack, he didn't pursue him either. He just stood there and looked at him vigilantly.

"The devil king is dead, and the devil world will return to chaos. How can I, a guilty minister, survive in this world?"

The old man stroked his long knife, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"However, at least I can have a duel with you at the end of my life. In this way, I will die a worthy ****."

"……good."

Brunhilde took a few deep breaths, squatted down slightly, and clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands. The holy light on the blade also became more shining, illuminating the surroundings.

Agares took out a bottle of wine from his arms, unscrewed the bottle cap, poured it all on the knife, and finally flicked it vigorously, gradually becoming dim, and the dirty blade pointed directly at the opponent.

"Still like to waste wine so much... The Romesius Empire, belongs to the Church of Light, eighth-level paladin, Brunhilde Stewart."

"Heh, before I die, I will tell you where my inventory is. Human beings... belong to the only demon king—His Majesty Baal, the only demon general, Agares."

A gust of breeze blew by, and the two of them just stood there motionless, staring at each other, as if they wanted to engrave each other's figure in their own eyes.

In the next moment, the bodies of the two shot out instantly like crossbow arrows that had been waiting for a long time.

In an instant, the golden sword light and the black knife light illuminated the area, and some of the slashes even broke through the blockage of the thick fog, flying straight into the sky, leaving long and deep marks on the ground.

It's just that at the moment when they fought each other, both of them felt the true strength of the other party from the strength of their respective weapons. It seems that they were just trying to put water on each other in the previous singles. However, the two did not retreat, but fought more and more courageously. For a while, the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the sky.

After the weapons collided for an unknown number of times, both of them were knocked back several steps by the opponent's most powerful blow, but Ji Knight retreated a little less than the opponent.

Brunhilde glanced at his situation without any trace, and there were some scratches on his face; there were some knife marks on his armor, but they were very shallow; there was a deeper knife mark on his right leg armor, which was just a little bit worse It can break the armor; the remaining physical strength is not too much, and the opponent's slashing with full strength consumes a lot of physical strength, which is worthy of being the general of the Demon King's Army.

Then she looked at the other party's situation, and it was not much different from her own, but it seemed that the physical exertion was greater than her own, and...the other party defended the position near her right lower abdomen too frequently... Could it be...

"It's a gamble, and I hope my observations are correct."

Brunhilde silently analyzed it in his heart and made up his mind. During this period, Agares placed his long knife on the left side of his body, with the blade facing down, squatted down slightly, and then closed his eyes.

This is the final blow, both of them are so sure.

In an instant, the two moved, the dazzling golden light and the dim black light perfectly formed a circle at this moment, all the trees in the area were cut off, earth and rocks flew, a burst of smoke and dust was stirred up, and even the thick fog was "cut off" , Even two huge marks were left on the church, but fortunately, it did not collapse because of this.

After the smoke dissipated and the fog returned to its original state, the two stood back to back, maintaining the posture they had before making the move. For a while, only the humming of the wind echoed in their ears.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man suddenly clutched his lower right abdomen, squatted down slowly, coughed up a few mouthfuls of green blood, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Goo...awesome..."

Agares clutched a slender wound on his side, kneeling weakly on the ground, panting.

Brunhilde clutched his trembling right hand, staggered and turned around, pointing his long sword at the opponent's back.

"The strength just now... the duels you had with all of us in the past were water, right?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled lightly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I just contributed according to the strength I think you should have... This is also the reason why you can beat me repeatedly."

"The only one who can make me use my full strength swordsmanship to deal with it... is that human kid."

"You are very good at catching my slash this time, Brunhilde. It's a pity... there will be no next time."

Brunhilde frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something wrong in the other party's words.

But just when she was about to step forward and send the other party on the road, suddenly, a huge sense of powerlessness came from her thighs, arms and waist, and extended to her whole body. Brunhilde staggered and fell directly to the ground, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"! You, what did you do to me??!!"

"Ahem... just like you, using some small tricks."

"Is there a problem with ****!?...You... mean, shameless!"

The blond-haired Ji Knight asked angrily, but soon, her arms, legs, and waist became shriveled, and she collapsed on the ground.

With the further deepening of the skin, only one head of the woman remained intact, and the other parts had become shriveled skins.

"So what's despicable, I just acted according to the plan. Besides, you could have stopped me from spilling wine on the knife, and... your strength didn't catch my calf that was aimed at you at the same time in the end. , the arm, and the three knives from the waist, your negligence and weakness led to your defeat."

Agares took a few deep breaths, stood up slowly, stared into the other's eyes full of fear and anger, and the wound on his waist began to heal slowly.

"If you hesitate, you will lose."

As soon as the words fell, Agares watched the woman's head gradually shriveled, her eyes gradually became dull, and finally turned into an ordinary human skin.

Agares held the wound that had recovered more than half, but was still bleeding slowly, bent down, pulled out the white human skin of Ji Knight from the snow-white armor, and briefly looked at it.

"Hmm... As expected of the Lord Demon King, the liquid you give me casually can have such a great effect."

Then, he turned the back of the human skin to himself, and his fingers lightly ran across the ridges on the skin, a crack opened slightly, revealing the flesh-colored interior with a few traces of mucus.

He took off the armor made of magic power on his body, and according to the instructions in his memory, put his legs and hands into the skin, then put the body parts together, and finally, put it on the woman's head. In just ten seconds, the originally powerful eighth-level paladin has now turned into a new body of the demon general.

"Well……"

A pair of sapphire-like beautiful eyes slowly opened, and the "woman" felt her brand-new vision, as well as a faint scent that seemed to be some kind of plant.

Picking up the long knife and the long sword on the side that I had thrown on the ground before, with just a slight movement of my mind, a faint light mixed with a little dark liquid shrouded the two weapons.

"Is it resolved? It seems that you are very comfortable with your new body."

At some point, the maid who should be in the church stood beside her, holding her clothes and armor scattered on the ground in her hands.

"It's just a part of the physical memory, my lord, I have not obtained the memory and knowledge of this body. However, at least the scar left by that brave man has been completely healed."

The naked "Brünnhilde" knelt down on one knee, stuck his sword on the ground, and performed a standard knight's salute.

"Well, as for the one who has been watching around, how is it?"

"Thanks to the liquid that His Majesty the Demon King gave us before the expedition, Minotaur tricked her with a disguise and attacked her, and she is now in a coma."

"Very well, it just so happens that the house is almost done, you go in first, you don't need to wear clothes and armor, and the sword is also left behind, behave well after entering."

"As you command, my king."

"Brünnhilde" stood up and walked straight into the church's half-hidden door.

After the other party left, the maid raised her right hand slightly, and a large number of wind elements began to gather in her hand, gradually forming a spherical shape. Afterwards, she gently closed her hands, and a strong wind spread out from her body as the center, easily blowing away the thick fog covering this area.

"Hey, it looks like you've become a lot stronger, Baal. The thick fog I created with so much effort was dispelled by you so casually. Is this the benefit of gaining the body of a brave man?"

A brisk female voice came from the forest. After a while, a tightly bound bag with a height of one person was carried on one shoulder. The elf woman in light leather armor jumped down from the tree lightly, walking slowly. Go to the maid.

"Don't be silly, Minotaur. You're back so soon, what about the orcs and elves?"

The elven woman named Minotaur threw the bag to the ground, put her hands on her chest, and shrugged helplessly.

"What else? Do you expect those races whose IQ is only a little higher than that of slimes, and whose minds are only thinking about killing, to fight a good battle? Besides, the group of elves and the behind-the-scenes command ability are not in Vasha The brave man under the gram, I can persuade two people to join our plan is the limit."

As she spoke, Minotaur pointed to her throat, and the maid stretched out her hand knowingly. As the magic power gathered, a cup made of ice appeared in her hand out of thin air.

The elf woman took it without hesitation, drank it down, sighed comfortably, then threw the cup away, and continued to complain.

"So, when I was competing with you, I shouldn't have released water, but I ended up going to such a place where demons are pissed off, bad luck..."

The maid covered her face helplessly. How come this guy has become so virtuous after not seeing her for hundreds of years... Maybe I really shouldn't have thrown her to the orc tribe since I came to power. Considering that there are other things to do now, the maid interrupted the other party's complaints.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business, Minotaur. Where did you get this body? And what's the situation with the elves?"

The elf coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Ahem... I lost my composure just now... The elves said that after the orcs were eliminated, there was a celebration party there, and they originally planned to send envoys to inform the humans. And because the male hero told them during the war With the help and support, it seems that humans have changed a lot, and they seem to be ready to sit down and have a good talk with humans.”

"Hmm... like this..."

The maid frowned slightly. Although she was no longer the emperor of the demon world, she would subconsciously analyze the impact from the perspective of monsters when she heard such explosive news. The union of elves and humans... the demon world should be the biggest victim, maybe the next successor was just fooled into the position by that annoying main god, and was crusaded before he could do anything.

"Hmm, so before I left, I put on the skin of a human female assassin, then put on the skin of an ordinary elf soldier, and then managed to sneak into the elf camp, turning the elf princess into a Skinned, and then restored to the human body, assassinated the Elven King in full view, and after the intentional failure, the whole camp was thrown into chaos, and then replaced by a ranger general who strongly supported the brave; it is what I am wearing now; I rushed to Agale day and night where they are."

"In addition, the messenger sent by the elves to question was also killed by me."

Listening to Minotaur's description, the maid couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. This is very insidious, the princess disappeared, the king was assassinated, the ranger general who supported the humans disappeared, and the elves and humans will definitely become immortal, and the war may start within a few months... Wait...

"Listen to you... You turned at least three people into skin? I remember I only gave you enough to turn one person into skin?"

As soon as the words fell, Minotaur covered her face with one hand in a very speechless manner, with an expression of "I knew it", matching her current appearance, it had a special flavor.

"Baal, you must have forgotten... You asked your subordinates to send me a box of liquid 'experiments' 200 years ago, right? You asked me to test the effect and report to you. "

"...I really forgot, because Vasago himself went to the human world, and the battle to invade the human world started within a few days, so I forgot what I gave you... "

Hearing the other party's heartless answer, Minotaur's fists were clenched instantly, his body was trembling, and he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth, he took several deep breaths before he recovered, and then spoke in a strange tone I spoke.

"You really forget things, Your Majesty the Demon King? You even forgot to entrust your subjects? It seems that when I was competing for the throne, I hit your head too hard and knocked out your memory. gone."

If it was in the past, or if I was using the body of the heroine now, the maid would definitely go back in a strange manner, and then the two of them would see the truth with fists and feet as before. This is also the style of the demons all the time.

But now, the maids are not in such a mood at all, and they don't want to quarrel with each other at all:

first, this matter is obviously at their own fault;

second, the personalities and habits of the bodies they use seem to affect them. The body of the female hero where her main body is located has similar personality and habits to her, so she doesn't feel anything. But in the body occupied by the split body, the impact is obviously greater.

Thirdly... From the perspective of monsters, the Minotaur has indeed made a great contribution. The split between the two races that are both enemies Better than them combined.

So, the maid gave in, coughed a few times, and changed the subject.

"Ahem... So, have your experimental results been destroyed? I don't want such technology to fall into the hands of humans or elves, let alone orcs."

"I didn't use much at all. Before I left, I destroyed all the raw liquid. The few orcs who knew about it were all killed by the 'human' assassins. As for those skins..."

Minotaur opened his clothes, lazily pointing to the slight bulge on his smooth and white belly.

"It's all here."

The maid turned her head slightly, and the place the other party was pointing at... the bulge on her lower abdomen...

"I... have never heard that the lower body of the Minotaur can store items. Could it be... a side effect of the experiment?"

"Almost, the leather has been worn for too long, and this is the result, and..."

Minotaur took off his leather armor and short jacket, revealing his well-proportioned and fit body, then untied the bag thrown aside, and pulled out his compatriots who were still **** inside.

"Agares and the others have already started, and you're still dragging me, a 'wanted criminal' of the elves, to chat outside, isn't it somewhat inappropriate, Miss Maid?"

"Well, I'm so sorry, Miss Elf."

The maid who quickly entered the state showed a polite smile and bowed deeply.

"Then please follow me."

Feeling the imminent movement of a certain huge part under the skin, the elf woman showed an evil smile as she looked at the kin in her hand.

"Perhaps... I should try to demote~"

In the church, the chapel, which was originally clean and peaceful, is now filled with the sound of "slapping" when the body collides, as well as the satisfied groans of the women.

Shijiagul--the guardian knight of the saint, the eighth-ranked strongest paladin, is lying on the ground with his eyes blank, his upper body except his head is wrapped in green slime, his back A small slit loomed, and a white cock was quickly moving in and out of her cunt, and the owner of the cock was her sister, Brunhilde.

"Phew~ little sister's pussy~ so comfortable~ ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ cock~ too~"

Under Brunhilde's cock, a green cock was also moving in and out of the already wet little hole, no doubt, it was caused by the monster that occupied Siga Gul's body.

"Hmm~ little sister~ the appearance of being swallowed up by a slime~ Is it comfortable~"

As expected, Sijia Gul nodded weakly, and kept making weak groans.

And in Shijia Gul's body, the slime's body is dissolving Ji Knight's inner body, turning into a red solution, and then swallowing it, and the part that lost the flesh is slowly turning into skin, and Filled with slimes.

Although this series of processes sounds painful, in fact, apart from the faint pleasure coming from the lower body and the inside of the body, and the familiar "sister" riding on her body, there is nothing else in Sijia Gul's mind. nothing else.

In the original plan, when Sijia Guer was attracted by the slime that suddenly fell from the ceiling, he was attacked by Alisa and was directly sucked dry.

However, Richelieu suddenly changed his mind. Instead of letting the maid handle it, it is better to let the slime do it by himself. After all, giving it the contents of the skin may speed up the other party's acquisition of rationality.

On the other side, Erlini was being suspended in the air by a bunch of tentacles, her mouth and backyard were being moved in and out by the thick tentacles, and behind her, Minotaur, who was still an elf, was also suspended by the tentacles She watched, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure of both her lower body and her huge cock being "massaged" by Eriny's pussy at the same time.

As for the maid, Miss Alyssa, she was leaning softly on the back of a bench. Several tentacles protruded from under her long skirt, entangled the two elf rangers, and a few more tentacles ran to the place quietly. Where the Paladin sisters were, gently rubbing their breasts.

And the instigator of all this, Saintess Richelieu, is now sitting under the statue of the Goddess of Light, with her legs crossed, watching the adulterous scene below with satisfaction.

"Well... when they are all replaced, it will be the turn of the mage, my little substitute, and those poor ordinary knights~"

Richelieu twirled the ends of her hair with her fingers, thinking about how to deal with those who had not been skinned, but she was completely unaware that the eyes of the goddess behind her gradually lit up, and those who were The movements of the women making love gradually slowed down.

Immediately afterwards, a cold, familiar, and somewhat angry voice rang in Richelieu's ear

"Actually... dare to do such a thing in my church. Now the monsters are getting more and more courageous. It seems that my father was right to expel my cousin."

"who is it?!"

Richelieu jumped up from where she was sitting, and the long sword and staff of the Holy Light appeared in her hands in an instant, staring at her surroundings vigilantly.

This voice... I don't know why, it sounds so familiar... Could it be...

As if reflecting what Richelieu was thinking at this time, the light gradually filled the originally bleak chapel, white feathers began to float down from the top of his head, and familiar human voices and melodies sounded in his ears, if not for the special situation now , Richelieu will also close his eyes devoutly and sing along.

In the light, a figure gradually solidified in the air and took shape: long golden curly hair exuded a dazzling light, moving automatically without wind; clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, white and flawless Her skin was light pink, and her thin lips were as delicate as rose petals; her fiery figure like a devil was shrouded in a plain white Stola robe, which added a touch of sexiness.

Richelieu was stunned. The other party was really...the god that "I" believed in---Aurora, the goddess of light. This figure, this gentle and soft breath, since "I" became a saint... I have never been familiar with it...

Just as Richelieu was staring blankly at the goddess in the air, the statue of the goddess behind her suddenly turned into a golden cross, and then several chains protruded from it, binding her limbs and neck, and He dragged her violently to the cross and fixed her tightly.

"Hey! Girl... Lady Goddess... I, uh!"

Richelieu was about to argue something, but a wedge of light interrupted her speech directly.

Although her current body is human, and she is still very close to the light element, the light element attacks used by others on her will automatically dissipate, even if it hits her body, it will not cause much damage. However, when the wedge-shaped wood pierced her palm, she felt a piercing pain.

"After you die, I will resurrect this poor child, and her companions who are occupied by you are no exception."

Looking indifferently at the lewd scenes around her, the goddess sighed softly, and immediately, more wedges appeared beside Richelieu, and they were directly nailed into the other's body.

"Goo..."

Feeling the severe pain from all parts of his body, as if bathing his original body in pure holy light, Richelieu had lost the ability to move, and could only tremble unconsciously a few times, proving that he was still alive, Zi Red tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and dripped to the ground. But even so, she still didn't let out a single scream, maybe because she held back, maybe because she couldn't scream anymore.

It took a long time for the stakes to dissipate slowly, and Richelieu's head drooped feebly. Although there were no scars on her body, she did suffer a huge pain that seemed to go deep into her soul.

Seeing this, the goddess nodded imperceptibly, waved her hands to disperse the purple "blood stains" on the ground, floated to the opponent's side, and gently grabbed Richelieu's forehead.

"I know you are not dead yet, monster, I never thought you would have such abilities, even if it is me, I can't restore these children..."

Richelieu stared at the goddess with blank eyes, unable to... recover? The gods that "I" believe in can't reverse Slude's skin effect? Where did Slude get this ability?

"I'll give you a chance, monster, what's your purpose... and this evil ability, was it given to you by my obstinate cousin?"

A golden long sword appeared from the fair hand of the goddess, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at Richelieu's heart. At the same time, long swords also appeared beside the stopped people, slowly moving towards their heads and hearts.

"Gu... I... we... just escaped from that annoying god, and that fixed fate. The ability... the ability was obtained by me accidentally, and it has nothing to do with that god. It has nothing to do with Slu De her...cough...it doesn't matter..."

Richelieu directly put all the responsibility on herself, no matter what she said, she would not betray her friend, no matter when she was in the Demon Realm or now.

"Huh? This is a very novel answer. It seems that no matter where he is, my cousin will lose people's hearts because of his awkward personality..."

Aurora sighed, as if she knew the god worshiped by the demons very well.

"As for you, monster..."

Aurora let go of her hand, allowing Richelieu to fall from the sky and fall firmly to the ground, the long sword in her hand and the chains binding the saintess' limbs gradually disappeared.

"Seeing that neither the sword nor the chain is moving, I will take your word for it and spare your lives."

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Really... people like me were let go so easily? There must be ghosts!

Richelieu barely got up from the ground, knelt on the ground tremblingly, raised his head, and looked at the god floating in the air.

"Then...what is the price, my lord goddess."

"The price... or rather, it is the law that you should abide by."

Aurora fell from the sky, ignoring the Brunhilde sisters who were stopping beside her, and walked slowly to Richelieu, looking down at her.

"Or, are you willing to return to the darkness with your companions?"

Staring into the cold eyes of the goddess, the saint silently lowered her head and responded softly.

"... Please give me your advice, Lady Goddess, the saintess of the Church of Light, Richelieu, is willing to obey Her Ladyship's orders."

It's a pity that Richelieu couldn't see the smile with a hint of plan on Aurora's face after she said the oath of surrender.

In the morning two days later, in Richelieu's camp.

"Seriously, are you all right, Richelieu? What the hell happened that day?"

Slude stood in front of the bed worriedly, looking at Richelieu who was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a teacup in both hands. For some reason, the other party seemed to have changed after that day, whether it was temperament or behavior, they were more like the Richelieu in "my" memory.

"Huh? I'm fine, and my body has recovered. Thank you for your concern, Slude~ As for that day..."

Richelieu took a sip of water lightly, looked up at his best friend; the golden cross pendant dangled around his neck; he showed a warm smile.

"I just stared blankly, and then figured out some things, that's all."

"sure?"

"Well, in comparison, it's better to continue to implement our plan now, Slude~ Goblins can't wait any longer."

"...Well, I'll get ready, see you later."

Slude looked at Richelieu seriously, then turned and left the tent.

Richelieu stood up from the bed, carefully placed the teacup on the table, knelt down on the ground, then gently held his pendant with both hands, and started his daily prayer in a low voice.

"The god will help those who help her and themselves, my dear Slude..."