IIjin led her to the most specious house of the bandit stronghold. "This was the house of our leader," reported Iijin as he led her inside.
It took some time to prepare the food after the bloody purge of the previous leader's followers. Meanwhile, they finished their business talk.
Soon Hilda noticed how simple the food was in comparison to what she was used to eating. However, it was comparable to a banquet for the average household.
Fresh white bread, mushroom soup, a salad of fresh vegetables, roasted chicken, and lamb stew were all on the menu. Even the mediocre dessert section had a variety of fruits. When she thought about the situation in the bandit village, she couldn't help but sigh.
After sending her pack and the specially trained soldiers back, Hilda followed the bandit group to their base. Scar and Cyan were the only ones who had followed her.
"Let's sign the contract." Hilda pushed a sheepskin parchment forward as she scooped up some mushroom soup.
Iijin, on the other hand, took a moment to contemplate the intricate magic circle before turning to Hilda.
"The court won't send any more army, right?"
Hilda smiled as she looked at him. IIjin got the gist of it even if she didn't say anything. "To be honest, we won't be able to withstand another attack."
"I understand," Hilda spoke casually.
Iijin gave her a cold stare, but his face was devoid of any anger. Releasing his clenched fist, he pushed the sheepskin parchment back towards Hilda.
"That is why I am lending you 100 of my army," Hilda said before he could say anything else.
"Do you believe that is sufficient?"
"A few members of my pack will also patrol the area."
"However, if they send someone like you again, we will not be able to survive."
"I believe you are making a mistake." Hilda placed her spoon in the empty bowl and looked at him, saying, "You are a bandit. So you're supposed to perish."
Hilda ignored his frown and continued, "What I am giving you is a chance to live. If you don't listen to what I'm saying, then..."
Hilda didn't have to finish her sentence to express her intent. IIjin just stood there staring at her.
"However," Hilda smirked, "if you listen to me, you won't have to worry about another attack. Follow my plan, and you won't need to steal anymore after a few months."
"How can I believe your words?"
"You don't have to believe me. As long as you sign it, you will be counted as my people," Hilda said as she pushed the sheepskin scroll back. "And you know I don't like to gamble with my people."
Iijin took the contract back while Hilda continued to preach, "Do you know why they ordered me to attack you?" It's because you attacked a convoy member with a connection to the Duke."
Iijin looked at her as if he couldn't believe what she was saying. "What? Do you not believe me? Even though they appeared to be a normal caravan, they were on a secret mission."
'As I had suspected. There is no way a simple caravan could transport such a large amount of treasure.' But he didn't tell Hilda about it.
"You won't get this type of information no matter how many spies you have. So, as long as you listen to me, I will see the matter regarding the court, and all you need to do is the hunt. And we get a 50/50 split."
Iijin sighed in his heart. No matter how much he wanted, he never had any other option. If he doesn't sign the contract, it would be the end for him.
He raised his head and was about to say something. But he noticed Hilda grabbing the maid who was clearing the table.
She was not a human, although she was a maid. The demi-human had a long, thick foxtail and fox-like ear.
She had the appearance of a human but the head of a fox. Her entire body was covered in a coat of red fur, yet her chest was white.
"She was one of the leader's women," Iijin stated, without explaining that the fox-girl had climbed up on the beds of so many others.
Hilda acted liked she couldn't hear him at all. She drew the cloth across her (Fox-girl) chest and gazed at the white-furred twin mountain with a pair of bare pink cherry blossoms on top.
Despite having the body of a mature woman, the furry kitsune was only about five feet tall. So, as Hilda drew her hand, her fox ear came close to Hilda. Soon after, she heard Hilda say, "You're in heat, aren't you?"
[Annonbee: I'm hoping my reader is aware of Kitsune.]
As soon as she turned to face Hilda, she (H) smiled and asked, "Do you want me to help you release some of the heat?"
Again, before the kitsune could respond, Hilda turned to Iijin and said, "Why don't you think about what I just said? We can talk tomorrow."
Iijin recognized Hilda's intent and responded, "No need." He took out his dagger, cut the tip of his finger, and smeared it across the sheep parchment. Soon, two wisps of translucent magic strings emerged from the parchment and wrapped themselves around Iijin and Hilda's wrists.
Iijin had no intention of putting Hilda off any longer. He motioned to the other maids to clean the table. He bowed to Hilda, saying, "My lord may be much tiered. So, I won't obstruct your rest any longer."
The other maids were disappointed when they realized they couldn't climb up the imperial prince's bed. Nonetheless, they cleared the table quickly.
Hilda had already snagged the kitsune and placed her on her lap. One of her hands was molesting the kitsune's breast, while the other hand was searching the dense fur for her lower lips.
Iijin was closing the door behind him as the maids left one by one, but he came to a halt. Iijin sighed as he watched Hilda's impatient actions, but he didn't forget the host's obligation. "Does my lord want anyone else to serve him?"
Despite the jargon, Hilda understood Iijin's question about whether she needed another woman on her bed. She simply waved IIjin away before returning her attention to the one on her lap.
"You are furry, aren't you?"
"Furry?" The kitsune's slimy eyes glowed with a hint of perplexity. Because she didn't understand Hilda's words, Scarlett introduced herself, "I am Scarlett, a demi-human."
'Oh! They haven't heard of the term furry!' Hilda took another look at the kitsune, even if she (H) hadn't stopped molesting her (S).
'The only thing it has in common with humans is that it can walk on two legs. Otherwise, anyone would mistake it for a human.'
Scarlett, who was rubbing her ass against Hilda's abdomen, didn't miss Hilda's eyes. She smiled and asked, "Should I change into something more to your liking?"
Scarlett transformed into a human as soon as she said those words. Her body had shrunk slightly after transforming into a human. Her shoulder had shrunk, causing her now loose dress to sag against her chest.
Only her scarlet hair and her ample breast remained the same. The bright pink nipples, on the other hand, were much less noticeable against her fair skin.
"Or do you prefer to mix them all?" Her body grew a few inches as soon as she (S) said those words. Scarlet fur reappeared on her body, along with long fox-like ears and a thick bushy tail.
Her face, on the other hand, was human-like, with no unwanted hairs on it. Seeing that she had successfully captured Hilda's attention, she asked, "Or do you want me to transform into a fox? I don't mind if I have to do it like a beast. If you were to ask me, I would say..."
Hilda grabbed her cheek and planted a deep kiss on her lips before she could finish her sentence. Instead of the expected resistance, Scarlett wrapped her arms around Hilda and entangled her tongue with Hilda's.
After realizing that the chair wasn't the best place for their intense action, Hilda moved towards the enormous bed.
Scarlett wrapped her legs around Hilda's waist as soon as she (H) stood up. Hilda swooped down to place her (S) gently on the bed.
Or that was Hilda's intention. Scarlett rolled, putting Hilda on her back, preventing her (H) from succeeding.
Hilda, taken aback, looked at her, perplexed. Nonetheless, she (S) smiled and said, "Let me do the work." Scarlett's quick finger had already untied the knot in her (H) pants before Hilda could respond.
Hilda couldn't help but smile when she saw her excited eyes. She lifted her waist so Scarlett could easily pull her pants off before teasing, "Someone is overly excited."
Scarlett looked up, her excitement visible, and declared, "I have never mated with a futanari before."
"Doesn't it seem natural?" Hilda laughed at the young girl's delight, saying, "less than a futanari born in a single century. How old could you be to have seen another one in your life?"
"257!" Scarlett chose this exact moment to drop the bomb before swooping down and licking the pink meat stick.
'What? 257?' Hilda wanted to cry out loud, but all she could manage was an ecstatic moan. The tongue that had attacked her overly sensitive breeding stick felt much rougher than the one her pink meat had previously met.
However, Scarlett's assaults didn't end there. Her dick only got one lick before a soft pair of hands grabbed it. Scarlett's rough tongue followed the path down the root of her cock to the canal that had never been opened before.
Hilda felt a shiver run down her spine as Scarlett's naughty tongue slapped her clitoris. Scarlett, however, did not relent. She ran her tongue along Hilda's crack before plunging it deep into the unknown ecstasy cave.
Hilda, who wasn't expecting to be on the receiving end, was taken aback. The tongue had already poked every nook and cranny of her vagina that it could reach by the time she regained her sanity.
'She was too wet.' The truth about her body shocked her the most, but she had no idea why.
She had never had menstruation at the age of 16, so she had assumed it was a natural part of her body. Similar to her penis, it also does not work like a human.
She had forgotten that even though it was part of her wolf heritage, she would still go into heat. Her first season also arrived at an unexpected time.
"As I had expected," Scarlett said as she peered between Hilda's thighs.
"I knew it," Scarlett (H) said before Hilda could inquire. "Right now, I shouldn't be in heat. It is you who is ovulating."
"Did I smell myself?" Hilda couldn't understand what was going on.
"No," Scarlett responded for her once more (H). But first, she (S) adjusted her waist, aligned Hilda's fully erect cock to her entrance, and drove her hips down.
Hilda moaned as she remembered the euphoric sensation. However, because Hilda was at the bottom, all she could do was wait for Scarlett to move. On top of that, she was intrigued by Scarlett's choice of words.
"You are a futanari. You have induced me to go in heat."
"Induce you? Is that even possible?" Hilda couldn't understand it. So, she argued, "Others had been with me the entire time. How come they didn't?"
"Because they are neither a guardian nor a sacred beast."
Each of her (S) words made less sense than the one before it. Hilda, on the other hand, couldn't help but wonder, "Are you a guardian beast?"
*Thop* *thop*
They made some lewd sound every time Scarlett moved her waist up and let herself fall on the wet meat stick. Nonetheless, none of them seem to care. Hilda was waiting for Scarlett to respond, but Scarlett was too preoccupied to open her lip.
Scarlett couldn't stop purring like a hungry fox every time the pointy head poked her uterus. And the next thing she knew, she was increasing the rhythm of her waist, and her moan would become faster.
In a nutshell, she couldn't stop her hips or her moaning. She shook her head in the middle of her intense exercise to respond to Hilda.
"A sacred beast?" Scarlett shook her head once more.
"Then?" Hilda couldn't help but inquire. Scarlett, on the other hand, had already lost her mind as her relatively loose vagina tightened its grip on Hilda's penis. Yet, Scarlett continued to move her waist like possessed.
Every time her pointy dick forced its way into Scarlett's cervices, a blissful sensation engulfed every cell of her (H) body. Hilda, on the other hand, was not in the right frame of mind to appreciate it.
Hilda took matters into her own hands after realizing Scarlett had no intention of stopping, even after repeated orgasms. Hilda grabbed her (S) body, rolled on the bed, and put her on the bed.
Hilda's cock plunged right into Scarlett's wetness while she (S) was staring at her (H) with a silly smile. Her (S) back arched in ecstasy as she wrapped her hand around Hilda's neck.
Yet Hilda had no intention of playing her (S) game. Still, she continued to hump her (S) with a single mission in her mind.
For the first time, Hilda understood the reason for naming this position as a 'missionary position.'
It continued until Scarlett reached the brink of her fourth orgasm. Just before her (S) vaginal muscle could contract, Hilda forcefully pushed her bulbous root inside her. And it was a perfect fit.
"It's been a long time I got knotted." Even right now, she was beaming brightly. She didn't forget to add, "A futanari is a really different creature. No wonder the guardian beasts always look for one to mate."