A month had passed since the binds on the maddened dragon were let loose, marking a day in history that would soon be looked back with scorn and fright. The Duchy of Laria, drenched in lust for the flesh, and hungry for gold like goblins, was far from recognition from what it once used to be.
Corrupting the streets with envy towards their neighbors, Haruki with the help of his servants had offered despairing prices for the same goods and services to create hate amongst the merchants and shopkeepers. Now, when it came to lust, no one was better suited to spread that disease like poison than Moriyana.
Making use of her slaves, she turned the very streets of the duchy into a brothel with her mansion at its very center serving as a hub for all kinds of debauchery. Sitting in her office with her legs crossed, she would count the hefty pots of gold being delivered to her study. And today it was no different.
"Ahhh, Lord Frost is here girls!" As soon as Haruki entered her mansion, all the stunning female slaves began following him around. Their arms locked with him, and their lips leaving their marks all over had Haruki a little worried even though he was the one to deflower all the virgin slaves when they'd first reached Moriyana's possession.
"I'm not here for you…not today," he said, brushing them off his arms.
"As cold as always," said a demi-human cat girl.
"Maybe we can warm you up?" Followed, a blonde human slave.
Simply ignoring the group of succubus he'd turned into demons himself, Haruki kept marching forward until he reached the brothel mistress. There, watching her counting pots upon pots of gold, he pulled up a chair and made himself a bit more comfortable.
"Where the hell are those two?" He asked, slamming his fist on the desk.
Startled by the noise, Moriyana jumped in her seat and a few gold coins scattered onto the wooden floor. Bringing her attention to Haruki, she rolled her eyes a bit before quickly clearing the desk so they could converse without distraction.
"I already told you, those battalion members from your past life escaped somewhere," as she gave him the same news, she'd been repeating for a month, Haruki's expression contorted deeper in anger. "Look, they're trying to find them by the dungeons near Laria's outskirts, apparently they ran off while the carriages with these slaves were on rest. But…don't worry I-"
"Okay no, fuck this!" getting off the chair, he just decided to leave the place. "At this rate, I'll just find them myself when I'm done dealing with Laria's mess!"
As soon as he opened the office door, his head bumped into Fay's as she's been spying on him from outside the room.
'This again? She might not be as extreme as Serena but the effects of that love potion are far more troubling than it's worth.' Watching her eyes stare at him longingly, Haruki couldn't help but greet her the way she preferred.
Placing one of his hands on her ass, he pulled her closer and forced a kiss onto her lips. Like always Fay returned the favor with passion as she pushed her tongue into Haruki's mouth and let them toil around with each other. The moment lasted no more than a few seconds, but with how frequent the occurrence had become, Duke Frost was now often mistaken to be her lover.
'I have to go meet Serena at the church too…' Just imagining what she would do if he was late was enough to give Haruki nightmares of a lifetime. 'Thankfully, she promised not to stalk me anymore but I better keep my end of the promise and visit her soon.'
"Fay, my love…" Just saying those words made him wanna vomit. "Forgive me but I have some other tasks to attend to, I'll meet you in your chambers in the castle, okay?"
Holding her hand up to reach Haruki's face, she tried to stop him, but like a swift summer breeze, he passed her right by. The female slaves tried to stop Haruki once again, but as they noticed the anger riding on his face, they knew better than to approach the duke.
"Should I just send my clone to her?" Getting out of the mansion, he mulled over the thought for a while, but then remembering her power to spy out the truth it no longer seemed like a good idea.
Getting back into the carriage he'd arrived in, Haruki changed his appearance into his mercenary form before teleporting himself out to a nearby alley. Thankfully as the coachman was a clone as well there was no need for him to worry about the news of his temporary disappearance spreading.
'Not like it would matter…' He thought. With everyone important already knowing about his identity including Fay and Serena there wasn't much to hide.
Making his way through the city, Haruki kept on witnessing one crime after the other. From the spread of corruption in the guards to the youngest indulging in debauchery, it was all happening out in the open under the influence of the hallucinogen misha.
Had it been him from the past, the disturbing scene would've left him distraught, but with him as an incubus, he couldn't imagine anything that would bring him greater joy. The people whom he once fought for were down on their knees, they'd succumbed to the very corruption they'd ignored for long before accusing him of falsely.
'If only I could puncture their eyes out, ahaha!' Reaching the church of Atlas, his joy knew no bounds.
Standing in front of the colossal structure, he waited for someone to be his ticket to get inside. Being a demon he was bound to take some damage inside the church of Atlas, however, that wouldn't suffice for a reason enough to ignore Serena for the day.
"Finally," noticing a middle-aged woman walking in the direction of the church, Haruki quickly used shadow sneak and followed her as part of her shadow.
Having repeated this routine numerous times, he had pretty good ideas as to what people confessed about in the lust-ridden city.
'I wonder what she has to confess to Serena.' He wondered, getting ready to sneak into the confessor's camber to meet Serena in the confessional.
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