"Huh! If it isn't that short witch," I muttered under my breath, my voice weary. And upon hearing me, her facial expression shifted to that of a irritation, though it changed quickly.
"It's Ardia. You can call me Ardia," she said, walking past me.
I glanced back at Ardia, perplexed by her sudden change in demeanor. It was unlike her to simply ignore me. What the hell was going on?
Confused and curious, I decided to follow her, but before that...
"One more pull for the victory!" I exclaimed, turning around and grabbing the large sword piercing through the wall, determined to pull it out.
Judging from its appearance, this sword might hold some value. What if it granted me an ability that allowed me to escape from here?
But no matter how much force I exerted, it remained firmly lodged in its place, refusing to budge.
"Tch! Figures. If this thing really held value, would they leave it like this out in the open?" I muttered in frustration. After failing in my efforts, I abandoned the thought of taking it and hurriedly ran to catch up with that witch.
"What do you want, boy?" Ardia asked as I approached her.
"Come on, do you think I came to you because I want something? I only wanted to get to know you better, and also, I remembered you mentioned something about a succubus before?" I inquired.
"I did indeed," she replied.
"By that, did you mean Filora?"
"Filora. Did she ask you to call her by that name?" Ardia questioned, scrutinizing my clothes once more.
"She didn't ask me directly," I responded, unsure how to explain that becuse I only knew her name from the new memories that had appeared in my head.
"Then for your own good, use the term 'mistress' instead. You're her slave now, right?" Ardia suggested.
"It's not like I wanted to. She just forced me. Oh, and that also means you can no longer put me in your witch pot," I retorted.
"I already know that," Ardia replied in a plain voice.
"But you didn't answer my question. Aren't Filora and Gilda like fallen angels or something like that?"
"Huh! Who made you think I'll answer every little question of yours, and also..." Ardia suddenly gave me a scrutinizing look.
"Your demeanor seems to be more than what it used to be," she muttered, glancing away from me.
"Well, I'm a man after all. If there's one thing men like me are good at, it's never fearing even if faced with a demon king himself," I declared confidently.
"Demon king? You'll be lucky to have an ounce of hair left if he's in front of you," Ardia replied in a moking voice, which gave me pause.
As we continued our conversation, we approached her room. But before she opened the door, she looked towards me.
"Being Filora's slave, isn't your first task to clean up the castle?" she asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Then why are you here wasting time?"
"Urgh, there's nothing to use for cleaning in my hands," I muttered, gesturing with my empty hands towards her.
"Fine, come in. I'll give you some equipment. It's my fault in the first place that the place was dusty," she said as she opened the door.
But as she opened it, what I first saw was the naked imp demon, strapped to a chair. Its little penis was exposed, and it looked towards us with a faint glint in its eyes.
Thud!
In a lightning speed, Ardia closed the door.
A few minutes of silence stretched between us. Ardia looked down, her face flushed with embarrassment, while I struggled to understand what the hell I had just seen.
"Um, was I supposed to see that in your room?" It was the only thing that came to my mind to ask her.
"Guess it can't be helped," she said as she opened the door again. Grabbing my hand, she pulled me inside, then threw me to the floor and closed the door behind us.
"It's your fault, brat! Ever since that experience, the pleasure of sex, I can't get it out of my mind. And even if I wanted to experience it, there's no one who can give it to me. These imp dicks are like newborn worms in my hole. I want yours, that large dick of yours!" she exclaimed in a frenzy towards me.
"But now, because you're the slave of that bitch, I can't lay my hand on you," she said again, her expression turning sad.
"So I'm going to do it one last time," she declared as she began to undress me.
"Stop it, wait!" I intervened, grabbing her hands to halt her.
"If it's like that, why didn't you say it before? It's not like I can't have sex with you if I want, but only if you turn into that milf form," I explained, the last part coming out a bit slowly.
"Really?" Ardia's expression softened, and her face took on a hint of happiness, though it was hard to discern any emotion on her pockmarked face.
After she stepped away from my body and stood up, I quickly put my clothes back on, though they were already a bit dirty.
"Aww, man, I just got these," I muttered in disappointment as I observed the state of my clothes.
"Here, let me," Ardia said suddenly, tapping her wand on my clothes, causing them to transform into their original, pristine condition.
"Whoa, that wand of yours is really amazing," I couldn't help but marvel at the transformation.
"Ah, by the way, did you perhaps know about a ghost that lives in this castle?" Taking advantage of Ardia's apparent good mood, I asked the most pressing question I had for her. If anyone knew about him, it had to be her.
"Are you talking about that stealing thief, that ghost bastard who stole countless treasures of mine? Did he steal something from you too, boy?" Ardia asked.
"Not really, but he said he'd give me something if I did one thing he asked. I did it, but he never showed up until now," I explained, trying to convey what happened as much as I could, while hiding the cruel part somehow.
"Doing a task from a ghost is something very troublesome. If they promise you a reward, you should ask for it first or tell them to place it in a spot you know so you can retrace it afterward. Because if the task that ghost asked you to do is the one that made him a ghost in the first place, there's a absolute possibility that he will... Vanish after it was being fulfilled," Ardia replied directly, answering my question.
That ghost bastard surely might have vanished after seeing me fucking Filora, and as for my reward, maybe if I can find the room he lived, I can go back to my home world? .
Thinking about it, I glanced towards Ardia again. I could ask her if she could search the place he lived, but considering we had just forged an alliance, it would be better if I let the familiarity between us grow more.
"So, are you gonna fuck me now?" Suddenly breaking my thoughts, she asked in the most unexpected way.
"Not now. I have to clean this place first," I replied, darting towards the door.
"How many times did I have sex today? If I don't let my little guy take a break at least for a little while, it will snap in half one of these days," I muttered to myself as I hurried away.
"Wait," Ardia called out suddenly as I reached out my hand towards the door handle. Her voice was different now, not the same as before; it was commanding and rough, and I didn't have a good feeling about it.
Slowly, I turned back to face her. "You forgot these," she said, swinging her wand, and in an instant, a few cleaning equipments flew through the air towards me.
Grateful, I grabbed them and bowed to her with a quick "thanks" before opening the door. However, as I took a step outside, she called out to me again.
"Wait, take this guy with you. Put him outside the main gate," she instructed, releasing the imp from the chair and pushing him towards me.
Thud!
I juggled the things in my hand to catch the imp as it fell into my grasp. The poor bastard looked terrified, like a cat that had seen the unthinkable. Holding the imp in one hand and the cleaning equipment in the other, I quickly got out of Ardia's sight.
After walking around for a while, I arrived at the castle door that I previously tried to flee. As I approached, a few imps who lingered around the area bared their sharp teeth at me and began to growl.
one of the imps walk towards me.
"Here, take this," said I as i shoved the naked imp in my hand towards the approaching one, and they both tumbled to the ground, bumping into each other. Surprisingly, I didn't feel any remorse for doing something like that to them; it was as if a void existed in my heart towards them.
"Maybe Filora was right; I might be turning into a demon after all," saying that, taking a clear look at my hand. Thankfully, they still appeared human.
Looking up, I gazed at the never-ending red sky of this world. It felt so dreadful and chose in.
But suddenly, the thought of fleeing returned to my mind.
"Wait a minute. These imps don't seem hostile to me anymore. That means even if I run out from here, they might not do anything to me," I realized, glancing back towards the red sky and the shadows of mountains I saw in the far horizon.
"Should I do it? Should I flee away from this castle?" I pondered, taking a few steps away from the castle door towards the outside world.
"Gweeeek!" Suddenly, an ear-piercing, horrifying scream resounded through the whole area. My legs gave out, drained of their energy, and I fell to the ground at the sound alone.
It was horrifying. My heart was pounding wildly, and tears began to flow from my eyes.
I felt a madness and terror grip me to the core of my being. I couldn't move, couldn't utter a word. Like an ant stomped beneath a human foot, I was forced to prostrate myself on the ground.
"Whoosh." I heard the sound of something like giant wings flapping up in the air, but I couldn't see what it was as I firmly kept my head down.
The sound slowly drew closer to me, and those imps that I had bullied earlier suddenly surrounded me, attempting to pull me back towards the castle.
I felt ashamed and remorseful for what I had done to them before. Those little imps struggled with all their might against the pressure bearing down on my body, but their enchanted strength seemed to have no effect against this unnatural force pressing in on me.
Despite their efforts, the imps didn't give up. They continued to struggle, attempting to pull me back into the castle. Among them, the imp that I had brought with me to the outside also joined in the effort to help me leave.
But their struggles felt useless as I heard the sound of the wings drawing closer in the air. I could even faintly hear what sounded like the hoofbeats of a cow coming from that same direction.
"Fuck, am I going to die like this? Please, somebody fucking help me!" I cried out in desperation.
"Get out! How dare you enter my domain!" Suddenly, at that moment, I heard a loud voice booming from the upper floor of the castle, accompanied by the sound of thundering.
After that, a few ear-piercing growls and thundering sounds resounded through the air until, within a few minutes, they all calmed down and disappeared. The sound of the wings swinging in the air slowly dissipated into the distance, and the pressure that had been weighing on my body vanished as it retreated.
"Ugh, fucking hell, what the fuck was that," I cursed from the bottom of my heart while staring up, my body feeling like all of my bones were being mashed together.
"What are you doing? I told you to clean the goddamn castle, so why are you outside? Don't you know how dangerous it is for a human to even step foot on the first floor of the hell," Filora exclaimed as she came toward me from the upper floor.
"How am I supposed to know? You never told me anything! In fact, you didn't tell me anything! Where am I? Who are you? Who is Gilda? What is this castle? Who is that witch? Why are there imps guarding your doorstep?" I exclaimed back at her in frustration. I had had enough of not knowing anything that was happening around me.