Miraged under a spell by the greatest illusionist in town, the once glistering Frost castle had turned into a den to countless demons. The spell, ever-stretching from its core, was meant to slowly spread out and encompass the entire duchy so no spies or visitors would ever be able to look past its jolly farce. For in their eyes, the demons in the streets were the same innocent citizens as always.
"If everything goes well, all visitors, be they merchants, spies, or envoys, would be turned into demons by your citizens as well," standing at the edge of his bed, Moriyana kept her gaze on the women swaying their hips over Haruki's body.
Ignoring Moriyana's rambling, he flipped over the two girls. Then transferring half of his consciousness into a clone, he began thrusting into them both at the same time.
"Aghhhh! I-It's too big!" Cried the daughter with her dainty breasts flopped around with each thrust.
