Killed Balgoth - vile mast of torture | Gained 16,000 experience!
Killed Verizon, the watcher | Gained 18,000 experience!
Summoner Lv. 17 -> Lv.18 Exp: 6,000/18,000
Strength:44
Stamina:34
Wisdom:37
Intellect:42
Charisma: --
An insectoid monster with a thick carapace fell with a thud, green goo flowing from its body, and Raizel impaled through its head.
"Hah... Hah... Hah...!" Vincent gasped for air, his body tattered and filled with wounds; since leaving the first floor, each level was straightforward, merely having to crush the monsters before he killed the floor boss.
However, it may have been simple. Vincent suffered severe damage because he lacked supporting members as he fought alone, his arms filled with deep gashes from Balgoth, whose blades stopped the wounds from healing due to his venom and potent poison.
'Master, your body is in dire need of rest. Please wait before heading to the final level...'
Vincent leaned against a collapsed stone pillar, his eyes slightly dizzy and tried to focus. He could hear the voice so close now, like a siren drawing him closer without the ability to fight back or resist.
'Brother, I have been waiting so long... Are you going to keep me waiting... I even made a picnic for you! *sniffle*'
His mind almost lost control and shot towards the last floor. However, Vincent bit his lip so hard that blood pooled down and dripped onto the floor.
"I almost made a stupid mistake..." Vincent said in a weak voice.
"Let's take a rest. I am not rushing to the last floor."
Immediately Vincent hopped onto the broken pillar and sat with Raizel along his lap minutes after yanking it from the strange demon's skull with a crack. The moment he removed the spear from the corpse of Verizon, he crumbled into ashes and vanished into the dungeon floor as if he was absorbed.
"Phew...."
To calm his nerves and tired body, Vincent began to clean the body of Raizel with a soft cloth and some oil; he felt guilty she was forced to cut through such disgusting monsters today, zombies, insects and rotting ghouls.
'Ah~ that feels so good... play with my body more!!' Raizel's sweaty voice echoed through his mind, which lightened his mood, each time her voice sounded, the calling voice would be silenced and vanish for a few moments.
However, each time this happened, the voice from the girl became angrier, accusing him of cheating; Vincent didn't understand the context of this girl and so ignored it until something happened that stunned him.
A soft and gentle voice sounded, although it was similar to Meiya. It was more mechanical and detached, with a slightly different accent.
[Dungeon floor unstable, forced transfer to the last floor in progress.]
[Please prepare for transfer.]
[Master... This wasn't me so that you know. That soft and pretty voice is not me!]
"I know!"
A sudden light enveloped Vincent, blue and shimmering, then began to surround him before teleporting him to the last floor of the dungeon; he desperately tried to resist but failed as the light forced his body to split apart into blue light.
The moment he awakened, the floor changed. No longer the dormitory of the cathedral but a strange place. An elegant room with a large round table filled with different snacks, drinks and foods.
Vincent looked around in awe; multiple doors led out of the room, all red, with small gold plaques. The room reminded Vincent of a place where ladies would meet up for tea and gossip; it felt like he was in a high-class restaurant or something similar.
At the end of the table was a cute girl with bright golden eyes, a short stature but voluptuous figure, with absurdly long black silky hair. She wore a white dress that left her shoulders bare and had a black ribbon on each hip.
"Um... I was suddenly teleported here..."
This girl was the daemon that called him here, yet Vincent didn't know her name. She looked at Vincent, who stood in front of her confused, before she smiled and said:
"Welcome, Vincent! Did you have fun?"
He paused at the end of the hallway and thought about what he'd found here. Why had the girl taken such an elaborate entrance into this place? What did it mean? Was she planning on fighting him here? Had she set up some trap for him? No… could have been.
But if he fought her, he didn't know who would win; this little girl was a mystery! He certainly wouldn't take her lightly if he got caught up in a duel; after all, this wasn't just any old girl he was going against her; she was dangerous!
The girl's huge black tail began to sway like a cobra with a slight rattle, as the white scales seemed to have something moving underneath them.
He could see that Astaroth's smile widened slightly at this.
"Don't worry about that, my dear brother. We are quite fond of doing things differently." She walked slowly towards him, eyeing him as if he were food. When she got close enough, she grabbed his shoulder and kissed him on the lips.
He wasn't sure what to do at first, but then she broke off and gave him a sultry wink.
"Now, let us get started!"
Astaroth commanded him to sit down. As he did, she took a seat next to him. To his surprise, she sat down on his lap. He glanced over at her with an anxious look, but she just smirked back.
"I told you, didn't I? You're mine now."
He clenched his teeth together and tried to keep his emotions under control. She smiled, and it seemed like she knew exactly what he was thinking. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning into him. His hands went to her hips, and he held onto her.
"I'm yours," she whispered. "And I'll take whatever you give me."
That made him feel better, somehow.
"If you want anything, then make it happen, Vincent. You are the only one that can."
"Okay..." He nodded. "What do you want?"
"Oh, I think we'll start with a kiss." She leaned in and kissed him again. Then she pulled away, and he watched as her lips curled up into a sly smirk.
She remembered hearing her mother mention that it felt good when a man kissed a woman's lips and licked her. Although Astaroth wasn't sure which lips, she would try both and learn the truth. She brought her face closer to his, and she stuck out her tongue.
When they touched, he shivered in response. It felt strange but pleasant. She closed her eyes as he did and moved her tongue around. He was unsure how to respond at first, but soon she felt him begin to press against her mouth. He moaned softly when their tongues met.
The moment he pushed his tongue inside, she was shocked by how much it tickled her insides. Her knees almost buckled.
"Eeep!"
She gasped in delight as he continued to explore her mouth.
As he explored, she began to get wetter and wetter. Her mind ran wild with excitement, and she thought of nothing else except his tongue. Soon, she couldn't hold back any longer and released a soft moan when he pressed his tongue further into her mouth. She squeezed his body tightly as she embraced his tongue.
"Mm..."
Vincent was surprised at how different this felt from kissing women. Not only was she a lot stronger, but she also had a strong taste of mint mixed with cinnamon. His own tongue tingled in response to hers as he explored every nook and cranny of her mouth.
Then she pulled away and giggled breathlessly. "Well, that was interesting. But I'd like to see what else you can do."
He looked at her with a blank expression.
"You need to be more aggressive, Vincent. I am going to beat you now okay? I hope you can survive..."
With that, she punched his stomach and sent him flying across the room. She landed on top of him and laughed wildly.
"Ahahaha, oh Vincent, you can't even take a punch. Here, let me kiss it better!"
She placed her hand on his cheek and leaned down, taking a handful of his hair. She pressed her lips against his, pressing hard until he moaned.
"Kuh..."
She rolled her tongue around in his mouth, tasting every inch of it. Then grabbed his head with a tight grip and threw him across the dungeon, smashing the wooden table filled with food. She laughed, and she slapped his butt.
"Ahahaha! Oh, Brother, you can take a real beating. Can you stand?"
He grunted and stood up, rubbing his head. "Fuck you!"
"Ahahah, oh Vincent, you need to be more aggressive! That was pathetic!"
Astaroth punched him in the stomach again and grabbed him, pulling him in close. She kissed him again, and this time, he returned the favour. They kissed passionately, rolling around on the floor of the dungeon.
This was a lot harder than he expected. She was strong, and his stamina was already low from the fight earlier. He tried to knee her in the stomach but solid white scales appeared to block his attack, as her black tail's white scales opened to reveal countless golden eyes with slit pupils that all stared at him without moving.
He managed to grab her wrist and twisted it behind her back, but she kicked his legs out from underneath him. As he fell to the ground, she pressed herself up against him and kissed him hard.
Suddenly, she released her hold on him and jumped to her feet. She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him over to the table.
Astaroth was done playing, although her pussy was wet, her fist smashed into his gut sending him flying against the wall. His eyes desperately tried to focus on her position as she vanished.
"Nnghh..."
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