17: The Trial of Love

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The Trial of Love

=Chapter 1: The house call.=

It was early in the morning when Florandus Vindivicus walked through a dense forest after having been given directions to the next town by a kind woman in the previous village; she seemed certain of her words which made the ranger press on. The young man walked for what seemed like hours, yet the morning light remained the same orange colour. Seeing an unexpected clearing ahead he rushed at it and found himself at an iron gate leading into the gardens of a large mansion in the midst of a forest. Behind the iron fences at the back of the gardens was a large wall of stone, the mansion stood at the foot of a steep mountain. That in itself was rather odd as the ranger had not seen a mountain anywhere near the forest before and he couldn't have travelled far if he realistically calculated his speed with his travel time. The mansion itself had large windows on all floors, a grand door on its base level, and balconies on the second and larger windows on the third. There was also an attic as it seemed, judging by the outcropping window coming from between the roof tiles. Through the Iron Gate he could see a small girl in a frilled light-blue dress curiously staring at him from a window on the third floor. Locking eyes the girl moved away from the window and out of his view. In front of Florandus the iron gate opened invitingly by itself and a warm wind blew over giving him a pleasant feeling. Wondering about the contense and the owner of the house Florandus walked in through the gate, the path leading to the house had not a single imperfection. No chipped stones and not a single weed anywhere, not even in the gardens grew anything that wasn't meant to be. He noticed no matter how far he moved from the gate, that the gate did not close behind him. It was as if he was given a choice to walk away while he still could, this unsettled him as he thought more about the personality of the owner of these grounds. Florandus walked up to the front door and knocked three times in a calm fashion. He waited for a few seconds before soft footsteps sounded through the door and the door opened on a sliver. Between the small crack the young man thought he could see the small girl again looking up to him, when the door was opened further however the girl was not to be seen and instead a woman in a maid uniform greeted him. “Good day young sir, please come in further.” She gestured him to enter. With curiosity getting the better of him Florandus kindly nodded to her and stepped on through inside. Once inside he was greeted with the sight of a luxuriously furnished mansion, as up-class as he could expect having seen the outside. To his back was the now closed door, to the right the door to the dining room, to his front a large stairway leading up and to his left the door to a kitchen. The maid kindly bowed to him, sporting a kind and heart-warming smile. The ranger looked her over and saw feathers protruding from her wrists and behind. The maid noticed this and twirled for him, giving him a better view of her whole body. She giggled and ushered him to a lounge where he was set down on a couch and was given surprisingly quickly prepared thee. For a moment her cheeks flushed red and it was clear she hesitatingly wanted to sit beside the young man. Florandus found it rather amusing, but he didn’t want her to tire herself out as he moved to the side of the couch. He patted it as if to tell the maid to comfort her which made the maid only blush more as she quietly sat down. “May I ask your name, good sir?” From up close the young man could see her pure green eyes look longingly at him, he assumed he had been the only male visitor for quite some time. That was his assumption till a young black-haired boy at the age of thirteen followed by a young blonde girl at the age of ten entered the room, the boy gave him a distrustful stare. “Who the devil are you? As the master of this house I demand to know." The ranger saw that the boy was an ordinary human, yet the girl with him had horns, wings and a tail, all with ribbons attached to them. Florandus rose and bowed as he thought was the custom. “My name is Florandus Vindivicus; I am a humble traveller that seeks directional guidance as I have lost my way in the forest and ended up at your gates. The boy seemed pleased as he sat down, pulling the girl onto his own couch with him. “So, you too got lost in the forest. I can help you get out, but only if you provide me with a fitting counter-payment. I will have you as my servant for however long I please; once I’m satisfied you are allowed to leave.” The ranger frowned; he did no deem himself a servant by force. “I will service you for one or maybe two days, longer than that and I will brave the forest on my own.” The boy snorted and laughed unnervingly. “One day it will be, don’t be surprised if you come to realise that days here tend to drag on for a while. The name of your master for a day is Arthur Centwell, Be sure to perform to the peak of your efforts.” Arthur motioned to the girl with him, to the maid, to the outside and to the ceiling. “In this house I expect you to treat others as your superiors, even our pet’s wellbeing will be more important than yours. These are Alice my wife, Nala my kikimora maid, outside in the garden you will find Verena my mandragora gardener and probably upstairs you will find Ivette our manticore house pet. I will punish any failure to do your designated assignment.” Florandus drank from his tea and held in his voice, this was so that he would not go about his usual mind-set. He couldn’t afford to clarify to the boy that he was not some lowly servant he could order around. Nala the maid nervously giggled, not daring to speak against her master. “Well, sir Florandus. It would be best to get to work right away, we have to prepare breakfast.” She offered her hand to the young man, to which he reluctantly complied. Standing up he took another look at Alice, the young blond girl next to Arthur had an interested look aimed toward the stranger. Following Nala’s lead Florandus could see the young girl stalk him with her eyes.

=Chapter 2: Playing for attention.=

Coming to the kitchen Nala closed the door behind her and bowed deeply. “My sincere apologies sir, my master never speaks to strangers in such a direct manner. I’m convinced he meant only the best. You see, you are the first other man we have had the pleasure of meeting. The other strangers had only been females and those are all now residents in my master’s service. Breakfast will be in two hours, but I sensed you were getting closer and closer regarding your mental state to physically assault my master.” She fidgeted in place, not sure how the young sir would take this explanation. Florandus sighed and petted the maid and gave her a look of understanding. “To be honest, your senses were indeed spot on. Sorry to say, but your master is very denigrating and full of himself.” The Kikimora cooed to him. “I suppose master isn’t always caring and friendly to everyone he meets, but on the inside he is a kind soul. I can feel that he is just afraid that you will take us, his family away from him.” Such a hidden fear, he had noticed it many times. Knowing this the ranger could sympathize, partly because that boy wasn’t the only one that had experienced such a feeling. “Yeah, you’re right. I can’t hate him simply because he is trying to bully me away.” Nala caressed his cheek and gave him an affectionate smile. “Maybe you will decide to stay with us, you could become a role-model of the young master or like an elder brother?” The ranger chuckled and held up his hands to the maid. “I wouldn’t think that far ahead, I’ll simply help around one day and then I’ll be on my merry way.” The kikimora looked down, her ears drooping slightly. “If that is what sir Florandus wants, I won’t object..” She took his hands and pulled him to the stairs. “We have an hour before we start with breakfast, I’ll introduce you to the others in the meantime.” Skipping up the stairs cheeringly the maid pulled their houseguest to the guestroom where he would be sleeping if it would ever become night. She opened the door and pushed him inside. “Here is where our guests and in this case you will be sleeping and that is Ivette.” She proudly pointed to a lump under the blanket; the maid huffed and pulled away the blanket to reveal a manticore lying on the bed licking her paws. “Ivette, I prepared that bed for guests. It’s not for you.” Nala tried to pull on the manticore, but Ivette didn’t want to leave the fluffy soft heaven Nala called a bed. Florandus walked up to them and sat on the bed, scratching under Ivette’s chin. Ivette stopped struggling and blushed at the treatment. She then crawled over to the ranger and sat herself down in his lap, her wings and tail coiled around the stranger who was scratching her. The young man chuckled, lightly intimidated as the manticore practically bound him up with her limbs. Nana pouted again. “Ivette, our guest is also not for you. Let him go!” The manticore grumbled and tightened her hold on the man, affectionately nibbling on his earlobe. Florandus blushed heavily and tried scratching her belly, which was the only place he could reach to with his arms bound. Ivette shuddered from the treatment and pushed him into the bed, then rolled to get him on top of her. She pushed his hands onto her belly with her big paws while her tail forced his head to hers. She stole two deep kisses before Nala managed to wedge herself between the two and force them apart. The kikimora and manticore gave each other a death stare till they noticed that their guest had a bulge present between his legs. The maid quickly pushed Florandus out of the door, closing it behind her before Ivette’s tail could grab onto the covered pole. The kikimora panted as she looked to the ranger with a guilty expression. ”I’m sorry, please forgive me. We never had a problem with her before; this is not her normal behaviour. Normally she leaves us and the master alone after a pet on the head, I didn’t expect her to suddenly attempt mating.” She bowed as many times as she could before being stopped by the young man. “it’s okay, Ivette is not to blame. She’s just excited because there is a male in the house on who she can actually release pent up stress, even if it’s in the form of mating. I secretly expected her to do that.” Nala gave him a confused look. “You want her to mate with you? Unlike normal manticores she can’t even speak, she’s literally a house pet.” Florandus blushed as he averted his eyes downward. “Her, you or both.. If you want to, then why not?” The kikimora went red-faced and hid her face behind her feathery hands. “What a shameless thing to say, my sir!” She did not dare to make eye-contact, yet her body slowly stepped closer and brushed up against his. “We can’t, my master would not approve it.” The ranger kissed her cheek and walked back down, it took the maid a whole three seconds to realise what had just happened. She ran after him and shook her own head; then pressed herself against him and whispered into his ear. “One night and only tonight.” Her hand touched his, a cute tone in her voice. “Let’s go see Verena, she’ll be excited to meet you as well I presume.” The young man nodded to her and followed her lead to the garden behind the mansion.

=Chapter 3: A walk around the block.=

Once there he saw a young mandragora staring at a weed that stood proudly in a nearly perfect grass field. Just by staring at it she managed to get the weed to shrink and vanish between the normal sprites of grass. The mandragora looked to her side and stood up, a quick bow to the maid and the young man. “Miss Nala, you brought a friend to admire my gardening?” The kikimora nodded, seemingly slightly giddy from the kiss she received earlier. “For today sir Florandus here will assist us in taking care of our master.” Verena cheered and took the ranger’s hands in hers. “I hope you will enjoy working with us! Could you tell me if you know anything about gardening?” Florandus scratched the back of his head and motioned to her roots. “I sadly know nothing about plants, but I do know how to tame and tend to mamono such as yourself.” Verana giggled delighted. “In that case you are free to do what you do best.” The ranger fidgeted a little and sighed. “O-okay, I’ll be done before we begin making breakfast..” To the surprise of both girls the stranger lifted Verana from her feet and carried her to a small house that served as a shed. The mandragora in a maid’s uniform blushed heavily as she was carried inside, once there the stranger took a stem cutting knife from a small rack in the shed. She squeaked as she saw the knife in his hands, but was be wondered that Florandus began cutting her roots instead of her neck. “Why are you cutting my roots?” The ranger lifted one of her feet and she gave a nervous giggle as she noticed that her own roots had grown in weird directions. The young man gave her a kind smile. “I’ll be done in a minute, after this your open roots have to grow shut and I know how to speed up the process.” Verana sheepishly nodded and gasped as the ranger finished cutting and switched over to sucking her feet where he had removed the long organic tendrils. “W-what are you..?" She barely managed to get the words out of her mouth before she moaned again. The young man chuckled. “Have you never done this with anyone else? Sucking your roots will allow you to absorb my saliva and me to enjoy a tasty treat.” The mandragora hid her face behind her hands and tried to hold in her girly noises of arousal. It didn’t take long before Florandus stopped, showing the girl her own feet. “There, doesn’t it feel better than before?” Verena sheepishly replied, slowly uncovering her face. “Y-yeah.. I can move my feet a lot more freely now.” She stood up on her own feet and kneeled down, giving the ranger a quick kiss. “T..thanks.” Verena dashed out of the shed, her face blushing as if it was a tomato. The young man laughed at seeing the girl run off like that, after taking the cut off roots as souvenirs in his bag he walked back to the mansion. Entering the mansion he could now see Alice, the blond small girl sitting in the living room as she played with 5 dolls who looked like Arthur, Alice herself, Nala, Ivette and Verena. She giggled excitedly as she made the Arthur and Alice dolls kiss repeatedly. “I love you the most of all Alice, kissu, kissu.” Her tail cheerily swayed from side to side. “I love you the most as well, my lovely Arthur. kissu, kissu.” Her giggling brought a smile to the ranger’s face; he sneaked into the room and sat on the couch behind the young wife. He was finally able to have some rest without disturbing anyone. Alice tail swayed from side to side and somehow found its way to Florandus groin, she didn’t seem to notice as she kept giggling and speaking to herself with the dolls. The young man got a bit nervous as the tail kept rubbing him in an awkward spot. The rubbing didn’t just seem to affect his nether region; from where he sat he could just see the side of her face. The succubus blushed as she kept playing, her tail rubbing slower and with more force behind its strokes. Alice’s dolls were also pressed tightly against one another, mimicking a deep kiss with a passionate embrace. At that point he noticed Nala walk into the room holding a cup of warm tea. The first thing the kikimora did was give the ranger a cold stare. “Is this what you do when unsupervised Sir?! I never expected you to lay your hands on my master’s beloved.” Alice snapped out of her heated state of mind and looked up at the maid with an unsure expression. “What do you mean Nala?” She then turned around and saw Florandus being rubbed by her own tail, a cute smile as she laughed at the young man. “Are you playing with my tail? She’ll beat you at a tickle fight any day; she has a mind of her own when strangers first enter the house.” The ranger gave out a relieved sigh as he realised that little succubi like her only knew about their sensual techniques on a subconscious level and the fact that she didn’t seem to notice his proudly erected bulge. He grinned and held out his hands as claws, deciding that he would play it off as a game. “As if, I could snatch you up in a second. I never lose at games, hehe.” Alice got a naughty grin on her face as well, standing up and getting ready to pounce him. “Oh yeah? Let’s see you try.” A moment before the succubus and the ranger where about to engage in a huge tickle fight, the kikimora stepped between them. Her mother instinct awoke as she held a hand to Alice and pulled Florandus by his ear. “Young mistress, Sir Vindivicus, stop this instant. I’m certain the young master would not approve of this behaviour in his own house hold.” She turned to the young man, glancing at his ever so slowly retreating bulge. “And you, tempting my mistress like that. Come with me, we need to prepare breakfast.” Nala pulled Florandus along by his ear, while the young girl pouted and obediently returned to play with her dolls.

=Chapter 4: The cook in the kitchen.=

Once in the kitchen the Kikimora huffed and let go of the young man. “If you feel the need to touch women so badly then just use Ivette’s tail. Laying hands on Ivette is one thing, but touching Mistress Alice is twice the sin and even worse if Master Arthur finds out.” The previously empty kitchen was now filled with ingredients all over the place. A tray of fresh vegetables next to a cutting board, a kettle with water burning above a small fire next to a large oven and a table with jelly filled dough on it. She was not amused in the slightest, even if it would have been a simple tickle fight. “Now before you run off again you are going to help me. My master made it clear that you are momentarily a simple servant and a simple servant assists the head-maid and follows her orders to the letter. I want you to cut the vegetables, put half of them in a bowl and the other half made into a salad. In the mean time I will make the soup, bake the pastries, make tea and prepare the toppings.” Nala set off to pour water for the tea, chop up meat for in the soup, yake out plates and cups to serve the food in and put the jelly filled dough in an oven powered by an ignis-fragment-imbued stone. Florandus was in awe at the speed with which the Kikimora was working on ten different things at once. Seeing her in this concentrated state motivated the young man. He took a cutting knife to the chopping board, cutting carrots, gourds, cucumbers and tomatoes into slices. He divided half into a bowl with lettuce and added seeds, rasped chees and a few herbs in the mix while Nala took the other half to flavour the soup. Before the ranger could even say that he was done he got forks, knives and plates pushed into his hands. “Sir Vindivicus, please clean the utensils you used, place these items on a platter and place the cutlery according to proper etiquette.” With a lack of time to talk Florandus complied and put two plates on two beautifully decorated platters, one for Alice and one for Arthur. Then he placed the cutting knife in the sink, adding water and a translucent yellow liquid which created bubbles on the water’s surface. He washed the dishes while Nala filled the plates on the platter with the various things they had made. From the corner of his eyes the young man could see the Kikimora shake her head in disappointment and re-do the layout of the platters. He could just about hear her quietly mumbling to herself. “The forks aren’t supposed to go on that side of the plate, geese..” After washing Nala walked up to Florandus and faked a content expression. “You did a very good job; did you use to live in a mansion yourself?” The ranger gave a nervously chuckle and played along. “Not really, I just copied how my mother always made the table.” A small giggle came from the kikimora, she took the platters one after another to the dining room where the table stood. Arthur clapped his hands once he saw the maid come in. “Ah finally, It seemed to take longer than usual. I presume this is thanks to that man?” Nala looked down to her scaled feet and sheepishly nodded. Opposite of Arthur was Alice, seated at the other head of the table. Hey eyes where longingly focused on the pastries that where served, she sniffed the air making her nose wiggle a tiny bit and her tail hug tightly against the leaning of her seat. “Hmm.. Blueberry-jelly?” Nala giggled behind a hand. “My mistress never mistakes a sweet scent.” At that the small succubus cheered, her tail happily swaying behind her. Seeing his wife’s celebration Arthur couldn’t help but laugh. “Alice is truly the sweetest of all treats.” The mistress blushed deeply. Nala bowed and made her leave back to the kitchen. The ranger was waiting eagerly for her return. “And, did they like it?” The kikimora nodded, brushing her tail against his legs. “You did very well; shall I call you when we begin making breakfast again?” Slightly confused the young man scratched the back of his head. “Aren’t you forgetting about lunch and dinner?” Nala paused, seeming un at ease. “N-no, it is as my master said before. Days here tend to seem longer than they are, one would think.” The young man narrowed his eyes at the mamono, looking outside he noticed the sky was still orange as if after all this time it was still early in the morning. “Is there no night here?” The maid jerked, raising a finger to the dining room. “A long time ago my master made a decision, one that he did not want to his youthful spirit. It has been morning ever since. It was my grandmother that told of the masters wish, thus I’ve kept serving him with all my heart.” Florandus looked at the gate, curious why it still stood open. Nala embraced him from behind. “If you still want to go, it is your decision to make. You will probably get lost and will probably die, but at least you won’t be stuck in an everlasting realm. You are certainly not the first to enter those gates and not the last to exit through them.” The ranger turned to Nala and nuzzled her soft nose, causing her to blush uncontrollably. “I won’t leave yet, I would serve for a day.” At that he walked out of the kitchen to the stairs.

=Chapter 5: A green diet.=

On his way there he came into a sudden collision with Verena, knocking her on her back with the ranger on top of her. Opening her eyes the mandragora eeped, feeling Florandus warm breath in her neck as he tried to recollect what had just happened. Verena weakly pushed against his chest to make apparent to him that he had to get up. “Excuse me, but.. Could you get up?” The young man realised what was going on now, hesitating before a sly thought went through his head. “That’s odd.. I can’t seem to get up anymore, how unfortunate.” He moved into a position where he wouldn’t be leaning on the plant mamono under him anymore, while still keeping her in place. He slowly licked her neck making the mandragora gasp for air. “S-sir, ahhh.. You can’t, not there.” A small smile appeared on Florandus mouth, from not hearing a ‘no’. “Don’t worry; you undoubtedly got hurt from the fall. It’s just saliva; it’ll be good for you like with your roots.” Verena’s face flushed read like a tomato, turned her face away from the man’s mouth and moaned lightly from her treatment. The ranger was softly nibbling and sucking on her neck, his tongue playing with her earlobe. He was surprised when he felt two soft arms move around his back, holding him close. The young man chuckled, seeing Verena so caught up in her pleasure that she forced him to keep close to her. Florandus moved lower till his and her bodies pressed together again on the floor. “Are you not hurt anymore?” The mandragora shook her head and turned to him. “Thanks to your assistance I feel a lot better now.” He and Verena laid like that together for a minute more till Verena shot up. “I forgot to water the plants, excuse me.” The plant mamono gave Florandus a quick kiss on his lips and got out from under him, running to the front yard. He smiled warmly, feeling his lips with his hands how the tingling feelings from the kiss where still present on them.

=Chapter 6: The means to an end.=

Florandus walked back into the guestroom where Ivette was licking her paws and rubbing her own head with them. At the sight of the young man, the manticore’s ears perked up, she then lay down on her back to lure him closer using belly rubs as bait. Unsurprisingly Florandus fell for it and sat with her on the bed. He touched her stomach, he smiled when he felt how soft and warm it was, then massaged it making Ivette purr and coil her tail around his waist. The ranger held the tip of his finger to the tailhead which began gently sucking on his finger. “Ivette, Do you know how to get out through the mansion safely?” The manticore winked at him and threw the blanket over them both. She cleverly used the sudden darkness to pull the young man into an embrace and lick the side of his face. Florandus fidgeted as he was licked by the oversized house pet. “Ivette, I don’t need a bath!” The manticore licked the side of his face and began licking lower and lower. Before Florandus realised it, Ivette was hanging her head over his waist and tasting his pole. She affectionately suckled while her tail pressed against the ranger’s face. The tail head pulled his tongue into the cup-shaped tail-tip. The young man spazmed lightly from the treatment, he was partially distracted with the manticore using her mouth and tail the wrong way around. Florandus soon stopped holding back, knowing that Ivette wouldn’t stop at this point. The beast-mamono and the human had their way for half an hour till a knocking sounded on the door. Licking her lips the manticore rested itself on the bed again, pretending to sleep. Florandus hid his now uncovered lower body with the sheets. “Who is it?” The door slowly opened on to show a sliver of light to pass through it, two big blue eyes peeked through it. Florandus tilted his head in wonder. “You can come in, you know?” The door opened further, revealing the young mistress Alice in her frilly blue dress. She walked into the room and sniffed the air, her soft cheeks becoming red. “It smells strange in here, a good kind of strange.” She sheepishly walked up to the ranger and sat on the bed, unknowingly forcing him to stay put. Her clear big eyes looked up at his; they looked strangely old, yet exactly like those of any ordinary eyes. “I feel like something is bothering you...” The ranger felt like asking her to leave so he could get out of the bed, but decided to instead distract her with something he had wondered about for some time. “Mistress… Why is it always morning here?” The young Succubus giggled and cheerily pointed to downwards. “That’s because of Arthur’s wish. A long time ago I got a crystal from a girl that looked like me; she said that it would grand one wish if I and my love showed an act of our bond. I gave that wish to my dearest Arthur by kissing him and now we get to play for as long as we want.” Florandus had a bad feeling at the mention of the girl. “Do you still have this crystal?” Alice nodded. “It’s in the basement; do you want to see it?” Feeling uneasy the young man complied. “Okay… Lead on.” At that the mistress hopped off the bed and ran to the door, giving Florandus enough time to slip out of bed and put his pants back on. He ran after the fast succubus, going with her to an old pine door that lead down into a basement.

=Chapter 7: The proof of a bond.=

In the basement stood a large heart-shaped bed with red fabric adorning bed and candles glowing dimly as to set the mood. In the wall behind the bed was a crystal in the shape of a succubus tail, glowing light pink. The ranger inspected the crystal and looked to Alice. “An act of love.. Did you and Arthur ever.. Ya know, do it?” He only got a tilt of the head from his mistress. “Do what?” Florandus sighed. “Have sex?” Again the succubus gave him a cute smile and a question. “What is sex, is it a game?” At this point the ranger held his head, sighing deeply. “Look, sex is…” Loud stomping was heard from the stairs, Arthur moved his little feet over the steps and looked furious. “What the devil are you doing down here with my wife, you disgusting dog.” The young man was taken aback from the young boy’s tone of voice and insult till Alice jumped at Arthur. “Arthur, Let’s play sex!” The master was forced on the ground while the mistress excitedly hopped on his waist. “A-alice, what are you doing? What is sex?” Florandus shook his head in disappointment. “I don’t wanna teach them that, but I fear that I will have to teach them…” When he turned back to the two children he saw Alice and Arthur standing a meter away from him, Alice holding her beloved’s hand excitedly while Arthur looked very hesitant. “I don’t know about this Alice, it sounds like a weird game..” The little succubus giggled and kissed his cheek. “Don’t worry, something in me tells it will be alright. So servant, tell us how we play.” The ranger tried to stifle a laugh from how ridiculous this was gonna be. “O-Okay.. Firstly, undress yourself.” Arthur gasped and reflexively covered his waist. “What?! What kind of sick pervert are you?” Florandus prodded his cheek and averted his gaze. “Just do it, okay?” He turned his back to the boy and girl, prating to the gods that none would ever come to know of this. “Are you two undressed?” He heard Alice cheer. “Yes, you can look now. I like this game!” The ranger did not turn to then and folded his arms. “Good, now Alice has to lie on her back on the bed with her legs spread.” He heard a pomf behind him. “Okay~” He tried to keep calm, his body failing as his right foot was tapping on the floor. “Now Arthur has to get on the bed as well and put his pole in the.. The hole that Alice has between her legs.” The young boy yelped as he probably followed the instructions. “I-Inside?” Florandus chuckled behind a hand. “Yes, just put it inside and try to get it deeply in there.” He began hearing soft moans from both Alice and Arthur. “This feels weird, should we keep going?” The ranger sighed to himself. “Yes, keep going till you can’t anymore.” More and more lewd sounds began coming from behind the young man, all the while he became more and more compelled to just leave right now. After about two minutes Arthur cried out at his servant. “It feels like I’m gonna pee, do I need to pull it out?!” Florandus leaned his head against the door opening. “No, keep going.” As if the heavens had a field day with the ranger there was the sound of footsteps on the stone stairs. The kikimora maid quickly walked down the stairs and froze as she saw the master and mistress. Nala eeped and hid her face behind her feathered hands. “W-what are you two doing?!” Florandus chuckled nervously, putting his arms around the maid to calm her down and keep her faced away from the couple currently consummating their love. “Shush, they are busy.” Nala wiggled, trying to get free. “I can see that. Why are they doing that and why are you here?” She seemed very upset, but Florandus calmly stroked her head with his hand. “It’s just what men and succubi do, don’t worry too much about it.” The head made slowly stopped struggling and rested her head against his shoulder. “F-fine… But don’t think I’ll just let you get away with this just like that.” Not too much longer both the mistress and master yelled each other’s names and a smell foul to Florandus filled the room. Suddenly the room was filled up with the pink light, making Florandus turn around to see the crystal turn into some sort of portal. The ranger’s mind blacked out the area of the room where Alice and Arthur where joined and all he could see now was a portal in the wall and another Alice dressed in a grand luxuriously looking dress adorned with demon gems standing in its way. The girl snorted and giggled at the sight of the two beloved. “I knew you two could do it, an Alice always proves herself to be worthy of my realm.” She held out her hand to Alice, a purple light coming from it and flowing into the small nude succubus. Nala was shuddering in the arms of the ranger as she watched. “What is happening with Mistress Alice?” The young man pondered. “Maybe she is being given a new wish?” The mistress jumped up, looking amazed at all she saw. “It’s you! You gave me the crystal all that time ago.” The dressed succibi flicked her wings around for some reason and smiled brightly. “You remembered, so will you and your love join me in my wonderful part of existence?” Alice looked to Arthur with pleading eyes. “Can we?” The young boy seemed to be in a haze, not sure what was going on. Once he centred his field of view he nodded. “I’m not sure where we are going, but I will follow you anywhere.” With that Arthur and Alice walked into the portal, wandering off somewhere on the other side. Florandus was ready to follow then till the white-winged Lilim stopped him. “Wait one moment, my dear.” She gave him a warm smile and pressed her index finger to his lips. “It’s not time for you yet…” The ranger calmed down and stepped back, remembering why he made Alice and Arthur copulate in the first place. Just like his own aunty, the Lilim read his mind and smirked. “I see.." She flicked her fingers and at that the Kikimora, Manticore and Mantragora where teleported from around the house into the portal’s other side. The crowned Alice gave him a blowkiss and made her tails move up her skirt and panties for half a second, flashing him her virgin looking hole. “Don’t worry my kin.. The day has been restored and so has the path out of the forest.” The lilim giggled once more and stepped to the other side of the portal, taking a bow and kissing her index finger that had before made contact with the ranger’s lips.

The portal closed itself and the basement around Florandus began to fade into non-existence, he was about to run till a blink of his eyes showed him standing in the clearing of a forest mid-day. A stone path that seemed quite worn ran under his feet and into the distant treeline. The ranger took a moment to realise what had happened to him. “Is that what happens to every Alice?” He shook his head to attention and calmly walked on to the next town. Wondering what the Lilim had meant. “Not time for me yet..”