I Own a Brothel in Another World

Chapter 264 – Double Agent

We stay seated in front of the slowly disappearing embers for a little while. The atmosphere is something special. Snuggling with your intimate companions after a good quality time while gazing into glowing coals just hits differently. Just as our bodies gradually lose the raised temperature from the rather heated acts, the fuel in the dying kiln grows cold. Soon, the fierce warmth becomes but a memory and the chilly air tickles our perspirated bodies.

When Niel shivers lightly, I place a loving peck on Sirgia’s cute cheek on my side and get up, evoking a quiet squeak from the purple-haired Dwarf girl in my arms. As she looks at my face questioningly, I simply smile in response and head for the door. Our brown-haired friend follows dutifully, knowing well what the destination is.

Firstly making sure that there are no unexpected guests in the shopping area so our shy lady doesn’t suffer additional embarrassment, I hastily guide our group upstairs, straight to the cosy bathroom. The hot water streams from the gem-powered shower right away, soothing all of us in a matter of seconds. Niel practically melts into me as she relishes the feeling, humming blissfully. Sirgia simply watches her with a satisfied grin, content with hogging just my arm in the meantime.

After a few minutes of chilling under the pleasant rain, we start washing up. For that, my dainty wife volunteers first, aiming to further reassure her best friend that there is no need to feel anxious or abashed by anything between us. Niel remains on the side, observing with rapt attention as my hands glide over Sirgia’s skin, often caressing her delicate regions with great affection. Naturally, that evokes occasional moans which the recipient of the cleaning service doesn’t hide in the slightest. By the end of it, she’s completely purified both physically and mentally, directing a rather amorous gaze up at me as I retreat.

Then, she gives a hand to her childhood companion. I’m more than fine staying on the sidelines and enjoying the sight of those two short beauties intermingling. But, even as Sirgia gently helps Niel with her front, our new intimate friend sneaks a few peeks my way. With a trace of curiosity and perhaps hope. So, I join in languidly, giving her time to clear things up if I’m mistaken. She doesn’t raise any issues with it however and my fingers explore her smooth backside, occasionally delving low between those two precious buns hanging off her thighs deliciously.

It’s a spectacle as Niel holds hands with Sirgia and whimpers in pleasure from our combined efforts.

I was going to turn off the water after we were done with her, but the like-minded duo thwart my plans by whipping around and getting on their knees. Working together, they make sure I’m clean too. Especially Niel, who seems more than eager to test out what she has just recently learned. No surprise that Sirgia lets her, sharing further tips with her bestie.

But, all good things have to come to an end and we wrap up our bathroom visit by drying each other with towels. Or rather, the girls towel each other’s bodies while I go after their hair.

“It’s a bummer you haven’t added Niel to your Partners before we did it, Master,” my lovely little Dwarf comments randomly.

I snort lightly and bonk her on the head. “We’ve talked about it, you damned workaholic. Let relationships be the one thing we don’t need to min-max. Especially when I’m already that far in stats. This was a moment for Niel herself, not what she could bring into our bond. Or did I misunderstand your intentions?”

She ducks her face apologetically. “Sorry, Master.”

“You don’t need to apologise.” Niel tries to bring her back up. “I don’t mind. And it’s kind of my fault for forgetting. Things just… escalated a bit fast.”

“Don’t encourage her.” I ruffle through her now dry hair. “We’ll get plenty of opportunities to fully establish this magical link. Unless you don’t wish to. That’s okay too. There’s no need to feel pressured, no matter what this little troublemaker says.”

The purple-haired lady gives me a slightly blushing side glance. “I think I’m looking forward to a little more… It’s different from what I heard or imagined…”

“Better, I hope?” I grin at her.

She nods gingerly, her cheeks growing even rosier. “The thing you did during the punishment… Is curious too…”

Chuckling, I lean down to join our lips in a fluffy kiss. “I’ll leave it to your best friend to show you how to best prepare for it, then. You have plenty of tools lying around that could assist you in testing the waters.”

“The workshop will end flooded if we do that, Master.” Sirgia giggles impishly, causing Niel to turn completely red.

I smack her on that appetising rump, evoking a small laugh from her bullying victim. “Would you like to join us in bed, Niel? Or does Mev’s presence bother you?”

At my question, the golden-eyed girl ponders deeply, before shaking her head. “I think I’m okay with her or your other lovers, Master. They are part of the family, aren’t they? It might be a bit too embarrassing with others…”

And another one goes down the Master rabbithole.

Well, it was to be expected considering they practically grew up together.

Nevertheless, we retreat together to our sleeping chambers, finding Mevana deep in slumber, nuzzling the covers of the bed so tightly that they end up revealing her plump behind as she rests on her side. The view evokes some chuckles from my awake short girls, further defusing any uneasiness. Somehow stealing back the sheets, I bring us all onto the mattress and let Niel and Sirgia snuggle to my chest. We gaze into each other’s eyes for a short moment, then doze off in this cordial group hug.

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My eyes snap open at the sound of something banging on the door. I’m not the only one who jolts awake, the ladies basically jumping in fright. Only Sirgia gives a slightly less flustered reaction.

“What the fuck is happening?” Mevana looks around frantically, pulling the covers off us all and onto herself to cover her considerable assets. “How can someone be banging on our bedroom door?”

“It’s an enchantment.” My sleepy wife yawns while rubbing her eye. “This is being transferred from the front entrance. It’s part of the alarm system in case someone tries breaking in when we are asleep. Or rudely punches the door early in the morning, I guess.”

“I’ll go and check it out.” Stretching briefly, I present each charming lady with a sweet peck. “You girls take your time getting yourselves pretty for the day. Not like you aren’t three gorgeous goddesses already.”

They all flush delicately at the light praise, and even more when I stand up, their eyes registering my lively lower half. Ignoring a few nibbled lower lips, I throw a shirt and some pants onto myself and head down while the impatient visitor continues their assault. It’s not yet time to open so I don’t bother jumping into my formal clothes. Plus, it’s most likely another intimidation attempt or some messenger from the officials after we got reported for something we didn’t do.

Or did do, but they definitely don’t have the evidence yet.

Trying my best not to open the door like a grumpy old man who is expecting shady salesmen, I unlatch the lock, deactivate the array responsible for the impact transferring, and pull the handle. Even though I don’t do that fast, the person on the other side ends up falling forward as their fist meets no resistance out of a sudden, pushing through empty air. With an undignified squawk, a rusty-haired female bumps right into my chest, groaning in annoyance.

What’s Daisy doing here? I have no idea, but as she yanks herself back with a scowl and prepares to complain to the sneaky portier, her expression quickly mellows down into just a bit of a frown. The haughty heiress pats out her clothes while glancing up at me with a slight glare.

“What took you so long? My hand almost fell off from all the knocking.” She huffs indignantly.

“My sincerest apologies Lady Daisy, but unless you wished to witness me in my birthday suit this beautiful morning, I did have to make myself decent.” I smile at her clinically.

Even though the urge to tell her that it was her decision to hammer her fist into the hardwood was almost overbearing.

I catch her gaze dropping to my waist before she catches herself, acting like she didn’t just do that. “Well, you could at least let me in while you get ready.”

“Ready for what exactly?” I raise an intrigued brow at her.

“To assist me with my duties, of course. The investigation. And other things.” Daisy crosses her arms over her breasts. “You went with that plebeian last night so it’s only natural you help me out today. It’s your initiative that brought me to this city in the end, wasn’t it?”

Looks like someone got jealous that I didn’t take her for the operation.

“Make yourself at home, then.” I unblock the entrance and gesture at her to come in. “I’ll be with you in a jiffy. Just need to finish my morning routine as I haven’t planned on waking up this early. Last night was quite intense.”

“I can imagine.” She obliviously rolls her eyes and gets inside, immediately spotting all the display cases. “You live amongst all those things?”

“Feel free to browse while you wait.” I wink at her while retreating to the staircase. “Maybe you’ll find something you’d like. Consider your first pick compensation for the long wait.”

“I don’t need such vulgar tools!” Daisy shouts after me.

“Mhm.” I snicker under my breath. “Dwarf section is on the left. There’s also Human one but I’m not sure if it might interest you.”

Not looking back, I finish climbing the stairs and join my trio of adorable ladies, who have dressed into their underwear already. Definitely not having waited to continue until I arrive so that they can give me some precious eye candy, no sir. The way they strike seductive poses is purely accidental.

I explain the reason behind the commotion and Sirgia sighs heavily, apologising to me for the princess’ behaviour and for troubling me with taking care of it. It’s of no issue and I convey it through lots of cuddles and kisses. They prepare for the day while I go back down in my full adventuring gear now.

Slowing down by the end of the stairs, I sneak a glance further into the shop, and just as expected, I locate the totally-not-interested female intensively examining Human-shaped dildos. She even managed to fish one out of the display case and study its shape with her fingers, almost transfixed by the very accurate replica.

Not intending to start any more drama, I make my steps perfectly audible, tapping my foot on the last step a few times before I go on. That gives Daisy enough time to put everything back and act disinterested.

“Where to, then?” I ask like nothing happened.

“The clan, obviously.” She snorts to herself. “This isn’t a proper work environment.”

“I beg to differ, but lead the way.” I smirk while following our stuffy princess outside. “No carriage?”

“Who do you take me for?” Daisy asks with a slightly offended tone. “The outer branch has no suitable transport for someone of my calibre.”

Ah, yes.

“Guess we’ll see each other at the destination?” I pass by her side and whistle musically.

Diana emerges from a nearby shadow, spooking her greatly. I give my animal companion a few scratches and rubs before jumping onto the proud wolf’s back, landing right in the saddle. Our highborn friend gapes at us, not knowing if she should be scared or fascinated. Then, she remembers what I said, and takes an uncertain step forward.

“I think such an exotic mount would fit someone of my station…” She eyes Diana up cautiously.

“You honour me, My Lady.” I chuckle and grab her by the collar, hoisting the short girl into the seat in front of me. “Onwards, then.”

Daisy grasps the handlebars tightly as we jump ahead, pushed back strong enough to nestle herself in my chest. We ride through the city’s busy streets with our lupine friend leaping from place to place and avoiding all the carts and other traffic. Sometimes she even bounces off vertical walls and entire buildings, making heads turn with her acrobatics.

When we reach the family compound, I find the arrogant princess a little lost in her own world. It takes her a good while to notice that we have stopped, her mind wandering off elsewhere while she rests against me. I bring her down respectfully and thank Diana for her services, releasing the wild creature back into the shadows.

Though, I have a feeling she will be watching, not yet fully trusting my new companion.

We continue through the complex on foot, and pretty much every person we stumble on politely greets the main branch’s envoy. Daisy absorbs all the attention but doesn’t respond much besides a curt nod or a flick of her hand now and then. That doesn’t deter the other Dwarves from clearly trying to suck up to the important delegation.

After a short trek, we end up in one of the private workshops located in the Patriarch’s wing. It’s not surprising that she would receive it for her own use. After moving in, the scholarly lady turns on the crystal lights, closes the door, and enables silencing arrays for complete privacy. From a quick first look, I don’t spot anything specific in this artisanal studio. I’m fairly sure Daisy hasn’t been in the middle of any work before she interrupted our morning.

“Now we can converse comfortably.” She dusts off her completely clean hands. “Everyone knows this workshop is off-limits so we shouldn’t be bothered.”

“And what’s your current objective, My Lady?” I examine our surroundings in search of anything she might have been in the middle of but the place is untouched.

“Let’s drop those formalities when no one is looking. You aren’t a simple mercenary that I believed you to be either, are you? It’s fine to switch to first names for people of our status.” Daisy strolls forward between multiple benches and desks.

I wonder how deeply she has tried to investigate me after the little show in the Patriarch’s office.

“So be it, Daisy.” I fall into step behind her. “My question still stands. You said you require my assistance and I’m wondering with what.”

“While we need to wait a day or two and observe the results of your operation from yesterday, that doesn’t stop us from preparing for the next steps.” She pauses in front of a sizable counter. “Many people underestimate ancient artefacts since they are difficult to decipher and get to a functioning condition, but they can become an ace in the sleeve when dealing with the crown and other officials. In case we get dragged into a political fight between clans, it would be wise to get a hold of one or two valuable trinkets so that the sovereign’s interest sways more towards our side. And it just turns out that I’m an expert when it comes to ancient times. Aren’t you lucky?”

Fixing her glasses proudly, she flexes her fingers and produces a line of items that vary in size, complexity, but also level of dismantlement caused by the passage of time. These are all old artefacts, there’s no doubt. It seems like Daisy took it to herself after my choice of partner last night and is quite intent on proving her worth.

“But, it would be a waste of time to just slouch over these for hours or more as I have already learned as much as possible from the current batch. You are that Succubus’ master, right? We might make some progress with its knowledge of the old times. Could you summon it again?” Daisy puts her fists on her hips and turns to me.

“She might be willing to help us if we ask nicely.” I mirror her pose, squinting lightly. “Ailish is her own person and isn’t obliged to sprint to my leg at every beck and call like a trained dog.”

~I’m not?~ The person in question whines into my ear from within our connection.

Trying not to smirk, I continue. “Besides, she’s rather busy with her own responsibilities. Rather important ones at that. But, I can converse with her telepathically at any time so I could ask her about a thing or two while you come up with an inquiry.”

“Yes. That’s more than satisfactory.” She drops her hands and twirls to face the long-forgotten gadgets. “Her aid will be appreciated and won’t go unrewarded.”

“Good.” I nod to myself. “What are we working with, then?”

And so, Daisy brings out her notes too and begins introducing the artefacts she has laid down on the counter. As we go through each one, I can feel Ailish’s attention growing. Before we pass the half-point, she’s fully focused on our side, if not even already fully transferred here and simply hiding inside me. I can sense various emotions from her, increasing in intensity as we near the end of the line.

~Ask her where she got these.~ My lewd companion requests and I very much oblige.

“These four come from the recent expedition in the wilderness,” Daisy explains. “It’s been one of the most successful excursions into uninhabited areas in decades. The gravity-altering artefact you turned on last time comes from this batch too.”

~They need to call it off as soon as possible,~ Ailish announces with a tense tone. ~Digging up one or two can still be chalked up to luck, but this many? These are staple trinkets of our culture, there’s no way multiple are found in one place without that spot having some sort of connection to our race. And that means it’s either a fallen settlement or…~

~The Dwarves have gotten fairly close to where the Allmother might be hidden from the world,~ I finish for her, catching on immediately.

~Precisely.~ My lovely Succubus hums thoughtfully. ~You know how dangerous that area is, not to mention the possibility of some remnants of my people keeping watch there. If her kin wanders too close, I have no doubt my folks are going to remove the trespassers without mercy. Or even seek out the whole clan to silence the witnesses.~

~That’s kind of bad,~ I comment.

~It’s just a speculation, but yeah. I might be worried for nothing. In any way, this girl’s family might come useful when we depart on our search for the Allmother. When are you going to fuck her, Master? She clearly has the hots for you. I can smell her arousal. She’s definitely thinking of your thick fat cock spearing into that tiny—~

“I think you should warn those explorers not to continue delving into the secrets of that area,” I say out loud, interrupting the thirsty demon.

“What? Why?” Daisy whips around with a deep frown. “We are learning so much from it!”

“As someone well-versed in ancient times, you should be aware of how powerful some of the supposedly extinct entities were. This, this, this, and that come from Succubi society too.” I point out the weird gizmos.

Her eyes widen in a flash. “Five? But that means… And if that Ailish isn’t the only one… Oh Goddess… Grandpa was going to lead the next party…”

“Are you able to contact him before that happens or is it already too late?” I place a hand on her shoulder, causing the distressed girl to jump slightly.

“I can. Yes, I can, of course. But Grandpa is a stubborn man. He won’t be convinced easily. Especially with how valuable this initiative is.” She winces a tad.

“Hmmm.” I stare down at her thoughtfully for a moment. “Can we distract him somehow? Throw him some kind of a bone he’ll be too interested in chasing after? Or at least waiting to see how it turns out?”

“What can be more important than the prospect of finding a legendary den full of treasures?” Daisy peers up at me with a sneer. “He won’t sit idly unless the entire clan was at the risk of—wait…”

She pulls back, starting to frantically browse through all the pockets and pouches in her scholarly adventuring outfit. The chaotic motions cause some of the fabrics and materials to shift in a way that, clearly unintentionally, flashes me a bit more of the bookish girl’s skin, including her lithe thighs, a shadow of a tender buttcheek, or even a quick passing of a rosy nipple as she stretches her top.

Naturally, I control my reactions perfectly so as not to bring attention to the blunder.

It does make me wonder what this petite lady looks like under all these garments, though.

Curses.

I’ve bedded only three charming Dwarves but they are already turning me horny for their kin sisters.

“Got it!” Daisy fishes out a piece of what seems to have been a metal badge. “This topic is a matter of utmost secrecy and I’m going to trust you on it, are we clear? Learning more about the new advisor is only part of my mission here. Grandpa seemed somewhat weird about this little thing. He didn’t explain what was wrong with it, but his expression was extremely serious when he demanded I find out everything I could about this strange sigil. And he never used that tone with me before. I’m not sure why, but I have a feeling that this is important and might force him to cancel all his other plans if I produce some news regarding his query. But, the Patriarch doesn’t seem to know anything useful and I haven’t found out any substantial bits on my own yet…”

I watch as she brings her fingers up to her lips and starts biting into her nails. We planned on being careful around the little heiress for a while in case she turns out to be part of the problem, but I’m slowly getting the feeling of her, which tells me that she’s just gotten caught in the middle of the problem.

Sure, she’s a problem on her own, character-wise, but if she isn’t a world-class actor, she seems to have been kept in the dark about the true purpose of her investigation. Perhaps it would be smarter to wait a little longer and gain more of her favour, but she seemed honest in saying she was going to trust me with this classified info. With how passionate she is about ancient technology and other aspects, I’m pretty sure she can still be converted afterwards.

Ensuring she notices my movements, I unhurriedly summon a box from my spatial storage and just as slowly rest it atop the nearby counter. Daisy takes notice of it as I lift the lid, her eyes widening once more when they fall onto the full depiction of the fragmented symbol we have sent to the main clan. I gingerly take the medal out and hold it in my palm. Her face is all over it in a matter of seconds, the owner unaware of how much she’s pressing herself against me through that action.

“This sigil… It’s one of the old seals of the main clan… And I recognize this medal… It’s been mentioned in the records numerous times…” The tiny historian gapes at the ornament in awe. “How is this in your hands? Did that girl have it?”

Her gaze trails to the sturdy case and she takes note of the aged notebook inside without my input. I don’t stop her from picking it up and beginning to flip the pages. Only the noise of rustling paper fills the workshop for a good few minutes. The haughty princess becomes tenser with each passing second, her carnation growing rather ghastly. Snapping the diary shut, she has a faraway gaze, lost deep in her thoughts.

I take that chance to steal the logbook from above, snapping her out of her musings in an instant.

“Give that back!” Daisy spins around with a furious expression. “These documents are of great importance to the clan! I order you to hand them back!”

“Are they now?” I raise a brow at her while dangling the notebook at the tips of her fingers. “And what are you planning to do with these greatly important documents, pray tell?”

She stops hopping up and down and her anger dissipates. When she glances up at me again, she swallows heavily.

“Ummm… As the Grand Patriarch’s Envoy, it’s my duty to ensure they are properly secured and safe from any harm… The information contained in this journal might prove crucial to solving many issues troubling the family…” Daisy answers, not sounding too convincing.

“Come on, we both know you are a clever lady.” I shake my head with a smirk. “You know pretty well what will happen if this gets out into the public, don’t you? But, it hasn’t yet. Nonetheless, are you really okay brushing this matter under the rug just because your grandfather said so? Without even trusting you with the full truth?”

Dropping her gaze, she chews on her bottom lip. As expected, she was most likely going to get rid of the evidence. Her own position is at stake here. There’s no way she can be safe from the backlash if a true revolution starts.

“You decided to trust me, and I decided to trust you in return,” I add, recapturing her attention. “Does the word of the Forgegraver princess mean so little in the current age?”

I don’t use her status in a derogatory way this time and she seems to understand that.

“What am I supposed to do, then?” Daisy inquires after a moment, sneaking a few peeks at me. “Finding this was my task, wasn’t it? And you wanted to delay Grandpa, which might be possible with this.”

“For starters, rest easy, I’m not planning on releasing this to the public unless your folks give me no other choice.” I pat her head reassuringly. “And personally, it doesn’t really concern me what happens to the Grand Patriarch, does it? My lovely mate suffered quite a bit under the current leadership of the family and it might be a good idea to introduce some changes up there.”

Daisy realises that I’m right and it’s her who is at a disadvantage here. She undoubtedly cares about her grandfather, their relationship being rather good regardless of a few tiny kinks in it that she might be starting to notice just now. I’m fairly certain she has never gone against the man before, which makes it even harder for her to make her own choices.

“Plus, do you really believe this is the only piece we have?” I wave the notebook again, making the rusty-haired girl cringe a bit at her own hastiness. “There’s more where this came from. We haven’t explored all the tunnels and intersections yet.”

“You were inside?” Daisy’s face snaps up to me.

“Of course? How else would I be in possession of this?” I snicker, causing her cheeks to turn rosier. “My genius mate even figured out how to bring life into those ancient structures. It was quite a sight. There’s so much fascinating stuff just lying around in those forgotten passages. It’s a shame no one can explore them anymore. Well, no one except for us. And maybe a person or two more if they are willing to cooperate.”

“But… Those tunnels are forbidden… They are dangerous and can crumble at any time… There’s a reason they were shut down…” My little friend plays with her robe uncertainly.

“Is there?” I kneel down to arrive at the level of her adorable face. “Or do they want everyone to believe that there is?”

Gazing back into my eyes, Daisy thinks my words over. I can see her adventurous and curious side warring with her obedience to the main clan and her grandfather. At this moment, I get a small epiphany. She’s a pompous ass most likely because that’s the only way of being she’s been taught throughout her entire life. Under that highborn mask hides just as adventurous girl as Sirgia and Niel. And perhaps Cecil too.

“You know what?” I tilt my head at her. “If you figure out how to drip-feed the Grand Patriarch the data from this logbook without him immediately triggering a massive inquisition, I’ll take you to the Stone Road now and then. I’m fairly certain we’ve passed by a rather considerable library while moving through the mountain. There must be loads of forgotten knowledge amongst those books that could advance the studies of old artefacts.”

My statement brightens her expression in a blink, but she still tries her best to keep herself in check. Throwing a glance over her shoulder, she then peers into my eyes with a hint of excitement in hers.

“If you promise to help with my research as much as you can, I’ll think about it,” Daisy proposes.

I make a show of considering her offer, then answer with a big smile. “Deal.”

A cute grin sneaks onto her pouty lips before she clears her throat and turns around with an air of nobility. “Very well. I’ll leave these critical documents in your hands as a show of my trust. I’ll only need you to share them with me while conducting the official examination for the Grand Patriarch. He shall learn of your invaluable assistance, of course. For now, however, I believe we were about to dig into these fascinating items. Do you have any questions, my capable assistant?”

Chuckling at the switch in her demeanour, I stand up properly, hide away the box and its contents, and then turn my focus to the line of confusing gadgets. My gaze halts at one in the middle of the row. It’s the sole artefact Ailish hasn’t pointed out to me earlier. It resembles a hand-sized shield with some ominous mark, made of onyx rock or something similar.

“What’s the story behind this piece, Boss?” I reach out for it while smirking at the adorable heiress.

Daisy’s parting lips forming a response are the only thing I register before utter chaos suddenly ensues. The moment my fingers connect with the stone, the symbol flashes menacingly with a dark purple shade and an oppressive force descends upon us. Streaks of deep violet extend from the tiny shield, whipping around and knocking things over. One smacks my companion away, causing her to drop onto her butt. Powerful spiritual winds make a mess out of the workshop, shattering vials and scattering papers everywhere.

It all ceases when I manage to yank my hand away, staring at the slowly fading light from the angry rock. With a puff of smoke, Ailish materialises herself next to me with a serious expression.

“This is bad. That thing has gotten corrupted.” The Succubus snarls at the offending artefact.

“Corrupted by what?” I look at her in bewilderment.

“Abyssals.” She spits to the side. “This is a protective charm intended to invoke the Goddess’ protection. They were rare even in my time, but some settlements used them to deter monsters and demons like us, though we mostly obeyed not to offend Lumina by making a laughingstock of them. Things are worse than we thought if they are learning how to turn these relics against their creator. It worries me as this proves that they are present in the region in no small force. This close to the Allmother. You are both lucky and unlucky to wield her signature as it was what triggered this response and protected you from the attack.”

“This… This is…” Daisy gawks at me from the ground, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

Following her eyes, I notice that the recent events seem to have made me glow too. A pinkish aura seeps out of my frame and my irises are definitely alight too. To make matters worse, my Hero Sigil has surfaced as it’s located on the hand that has touched the cursed artefact. Albeit, at this point, it has morphed even more, closely resembling our brand logo now, which might be partially related to my domain as the Demigod of Lust.

Well.

This wasn’t how I was planning to introduce her to my divinity.

And certainly not this early.