Vincent left his home with a feeling of Nostalgia; this day several weeks ago was the first time he entered the Windsor dungeon, too poor even to afford armour and to join Dirk, the little prick, Felia and Odette to clear the first floor.
He was filled with excitement, fear and worries about whether his class would be useless.
'I never would have thought that a few months later, both those girls would be my women... Dirk would be dead, and my situation was completely different...'
In his right arm, the lovely Zera grasped onto him with her two tails swaying and teasing his back and ass; since the changes, this girl stopped being just cute and now seemed to enjoy sexually harassing him.
