Vincent walked forward slowly, his mind free of complicated thoughts. He ignored his sights of poor beggars on the street roads. Selfish, as it seemed, he ignored them, because he could barely help himself.
—|Vincent: 'Hey, that girl was pretty awesome. I got nothing… Well, a good fuck was nice. However, she awakened her sin of wrath.'
—|Efrita: 'Lord, that girl was a mere half daemon. She could never affect your perfected blood. However, because you seeded her, she's became a pure, wrathful daemon. Hehe! Next time, pounding her senseless will benefit you both!'
His feet stopped a few metres away from the blacksmith. Mel'Zeth, his cute shortstack goblin only metres away. He felt like a tractor beam was dragging him into the store by his crotch. Vincent used his entire Anima pool to pull himself away. Should he enter that pit of evil?
There was no chance he wouldn't get that naughty little hobgoblin pregnant.
