At the end of his long stay in the minotaur king's chamber, Haruki ca out through the massive gates with a fully content heart. Having unleashed his pent-up desires as a demon, he felt unburdened by the elusive voice that often whispered down his neck. His companions, feeling much the sa, stumbled out behind him with their bodies aching at every inch.
"That was…Impressive," standing before him as a personal guard, the Arachne queen couldn't get her eyes off the woman panting heavily behind his shoulders.
Following her gaze, Haruki took a brief glance behind him. Witnessing the steaming ss he'd left behind after days of breeding countless pussies, he felt both pride and a deep sense of accomplishnt.
'It's fine to let so stuff get to my head, right?' Although he wasn't opposed to relishing the mont, his mind kept reasoning him not to completely give in to those feelings.
"Anyways, follow , that crazy goblin queen wants to show you the gifts she was talking about," turning her back towards him, she started walking even deeper into the dungeon.
Letting his companions go back to the cabin and rest, Haruki shifted his demonic tattoo clothes and followed right behind the Arachne queen. Led through a seemingly endless array of special construction, the queen of spiders brought Haruki to a newly built shrine. As he walked through its ceremonious gates, he noticed sothing upsettingly peculiar.
"The goblin queen has gone mad…" Scanning through sculptures of himself scattered throughout the path leading into the shrine building, Haruki felt deeply disturbed by the whole thing.
"Not just the queen, actually," the Arachne's reply confounded him more.
"What do you an?" He asked, glaring at her with frowned brows.
Glancing back at him from the edge of her eyes, she gave off a light smirk before replying.
"A woman nad Serena showed up one day at the dungeon, and since she appeared to be a demon and an acquaintance of yours we were kind of forced to take her in," her reply only brought even more questions than before.
'What the hell is she doing here? Didn't I tell her to hide amongst humans just like the rest of the demon army?' He wondered, however, the more he thought, the more sothing struck him as an oddity. After all, if she was here, then why didn't she demand to be a part of the monster orgy? Knowing her stalker past and extrely sexual behavior, it was more than just a little bit strange.
"Where is she now?" Getting to the shrine door, he didn't want to step in before knowing more about the situation.
"Dead, I think, but we're not sure yet," as if it was the obvious conclusion, the queen of spiders offered no further explanation.
However, even as she tried to push open the door, he quickly held it shut with shadow hands and demanded an answer right then and there.
"What the hell do you an she's dead?" No longer playing around, his eyes dilated to an extre while focused eerily still on the queen. "You an to tell she died in your care? The person responsible for the security of this place?"
Although the queen could sense a direct threat from him, having expected the response, she was more than equipped to handle the question. Still, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she turned to Haruki and answered his question.
"Yes, she may…or may not have died under my protection, but!" Pressing the back of her hand against the door, she slowly began pushing it in again. "She had been put under a curse before she got here so it's not entirely my fault."
"What curse?" Blinking his eyes, Haruki shut them closed to drown out his emotional instability for the mont. "I thought she used to be priestess, there shouldn't be a curse she can't break!"
"Evidently not," with Haruki distracted with his eyes closed, the Arachne queen opened up the shrine door to reveal the interior.
As he opened his eyes back up, Haruki noticed an elevated platform with Serena's ghostly pale body laying on top of it. Surrounding her in dark cloaks were her acolytes from the ti she still used to be a holy priestess. Noticing Haruki, they all turned towards him with hands clutched tight on lit wax candles.
"I thought you were bringing to the goblin queen, what's this?" Unsure how to react, Haruki turned his attention back to the Arachne.
"She'll join us here, apparently she and that new girl you brought are busy setting sothing up while you were busy pounding my girls," walking up ahead, the queen stood beside the slumbering priestess.
Following soon after, Haruki moved closer to Serena and checked if he could figure out any physical anomalies created by the curse. When he couldn't find any he reached to check her nerves, but even then he felt nothing from her, yet since her body has not degraded one bit it was hard to tell if the curse was sohow preserving her or if it hadn't taken her life just yet.
"What kind of curse is it? And did she get affected by it?" Turning to her acolytes, Haruki scanned through them for an answer.
At first, they all stayed silent, but then coming forward from within the crowd, the dark-haired girl he'd seen before finally gave him a reply.
"It was a man in a silver attire. He was looking for you, but Her Highness refused to give any information he wanted about you," she explained, however, much like most stuff today, it only brought Haruki more questions.
"And you guys don't know who he was?" Despite knowing the answer, he still tried his luck.
But with a disapproving nod from the girl, his suspicion was realized.
'Another threat? As if the emperor wasn't enough of a problem already.' Although still dubious about whether the emperor was involved in this developnt, Haruki felt that this wouldn't be the only ti he had to worry about this silver-clothed man.
"I'll have Moriyana check the curse on her, in the anti, take down those stupid sculptures you have lined up outside," with no intention of becoming an idol, Haruki ordered them all to strike down the sculpture. However, stuck between following Serena's last orders to build a shrine to honor her master, and following the master himself, they all refused to move until their priestess was either back up on her feet or finally confird to be dead.
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