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*Creak*
Anon opened the door to No.300's room and entered inside slowly.
But as soon as he entered inside the room, He noticed that no one was there.
"Hmm...? Where Is she ?" Anon questioned as he looked here and there.
*Shhhhh*
Suddenly, Anon heard a sound. The sound of flowing water.
'HoHoHo... Looks like someone is taking a shower huh...?" Anon spoke as a perverted smile appeared on his face and he started walking towards the shower.
*Creak*
Anon slowly opened the door and noticed No.300 taking a shower with a smile on her face.
Anon removed all of his clothes as he sneaked into the bathroom and grabbed No.300's huge boobs from behind with such tightness, that she immediately recognised, the one who is squeezing her boobs is no one other than Anon himself.
"Anhhh~ master..." No.300 moaned as she looked at Anon's face.
"Hello, Luv. Were you taking a shower ?" Anon asked as he puts his dick over No.300's shoulder.
[Wow... Master's dick has grown even more. I can't imagine what he will make of my pussy tonight. I hope he fucks me in every shameful way possible.] No.300 thought in her mind but she didn't knew that Anon was also listening to her thoughts.
As soon as Anon heard her perverted thoughts, he grabbed her neck and bit her left ear gently.
"Do you want to get messed up, Luv ?" Anon whispered in her ear.
As soon as these words reached, No.300's brain. A current ran through her whole body and she felt a tingling sensation in her pussy.
"Yes... Master." Faith replied as her hands automatically started moving towards her pussy.
"What about these huge green nipples... ? Why are these getting erect ? Are you excited bitch ?" Anon asked he inserted his fingers into No.300's mouth.
"Yesh... Masher.." No.300 spoke in a gibberish tone as she continued to masturbate.
"Squat down and give me a blowjob while rubbing your nipples." Anon ordered.
"Yes..." No.300 spoke as she immediately squatted down to the ground, spreaded her ass cheeks and started giving blowjob to Anon.
*Gwak-Gwak-Gwak-Gwwak*
Meanwhile, No.300 gave Anon a blowjob and rubbed her nipples. Anon used his legs and to rub her pussy slowly.
"Your speed is slow..." Anon spoke.
No.300 immediately started shaking her head even faster.
'Oh my fucking god... Her mouth is like a dream place for my dick. It's like her mouth is stuffed with cushions.' Anon thought as he grabbed no.300's head and rammed his cock half-down inside her throat.
*Gwak-Gwak-Gwak-Gwwak*
"Don't spill anything, Luv." Anon spoke as he released his cum directly inside her throat.
No.300 nodded her head in yes and started drinking Anon's cum with her mouth pussy, like an obedient slave.
"Ahhh... The best feeling in the world. Ejaculating with my full sized cock into a tight throat." Anon spoke as he emptied his balls.
After Cumming in her mouth, Anon took out his cock from No.300's mouth and slapped her cheek with it.
"Suck out this oozing cum from my dick, Luv. Here, Open wide..." Anon spoke as he rammed his cock into No.300's mouth again.
*Gwak*
No.300 started pressing Anon's cock slightly with her hands as she started to suck out the leftover cum from his dick.
"Nice... Now get down on all fours." Anon order as he took his cock out of her mouth again.
"Yes, master... Here is my obedient slave pussy for you... Please fuck it as you like and fill up my womb." No.300 spoke as she immediately went down on all fours and started twerking her green thick pussy in front of Anon.
"Oh, you have Learned some slutty moves huh..? Well, I have to warm you, these moves can cause you some pretty serious pain in your pussy, just like the one that you are about to feel now." Anon spoke as he rammed his cock directly into No.300's thick pussy.
"ANNNNHHHHH~ Yes Master..... Fuck my Ogre pussy, Pound it as much as you want... ANHHHH~ ANHHHH~ YES, YES, YES...." No.300 shouted and moaned like a bitch in heat.
*Clap-Clap-Clap*
In the next room...
Lucy, Rel and Jessica are playing some kind of game.
"Mom, Do you hear that ? I think someone is clapping in No.300's room. Shouldn't we go and see, what they are appreciating her for ?" Rel spoke with the most innocent face.
"Ahem... Rel, kiddo. Can you bring me a glass of water...? I think something is stuck in my throat." Jessica spoke as she smiled towards Rel.
"Yes, aunt Princess." Rel spoke as she immediately went to the kitchen.
"I am so sorry for this, Lucy. But Master is-" Jessica tried to explain something but Lucy immediately interrupted her.
"Don't worry, madam Jessica. I can understand it. Master is a good man, not like mine. So, did you and Master ?" Lucy asked with a smile.
"No, I have a pact with him. Until I become the Queen of the Elven kingdom, he can't touch me." Jessica spoke.
"Wait, aren't you a slave as well ?" Lucy asked with a confused expression.
"I am..." Jessica replied.
"Then, why would you sign a pact ? I mean, he can just force you to do these kind of stuff, right ?" Lucy asked.
"You won't understand." Jessica spoke with a smile.
"Anhhhhhhhhhhh~ yes masterrrrr.... Punish my ass even more..." Suddenly No.300's voice resounded from the other room.
Lucy and Jessica looked at each other as their faces turned red due to embarrassment.
"H-He... Must be very good in bed huh...?" Lucy asked with an embarrassed expression.
"Y-Yeah... I think so." Jessica replied with a red face.
"Here you go, aunt Princess. Warm water for your throat." Rel spoke as he handed over the glass of warm water to Jessica.
"Thank you, Kiddo. You are a life-"
"Anhhhhjhh~ Fuckkkkkkkkkk.... Yenshhhhhh... Fuck Fuck Fuck..."
*Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap*
Suddenly the sounds started getting louder and louder.
"Hmm...? Mom, What does 'Fuck' means and why is No.300 crying while saying that ?" Rel asked with a confused expression.
"You haven't told her anything about this stuff ?" Jessica whispered to Lucy.
"I never had the time to teach her..." Lucy replied.
"Well, i guess we should go and play in my room." Jessica spoke with a broad smile.
"Yeah, Let's-"
"Fuckkk... Yes... Fill me up Masterrrrr..."
"Take it you fucking whore...."
"Mom... What is a 'Whore' ?"
"Yep, my room. Right now." Jessica spoke as she covered Rel's ears immediately.
"Hmm....? It's morning? already."Anon woke up with No. 300 still sleeping beside him naked on the bed.
*Knock-knock-Knock*
Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door.
"Come in." Anon spoke.
*Creak*
The gate opened up, and Lucy entered the room with a tray filled with cookies and hot beverages in her hands.
"Good morning, Master. I brought you something to eat." Lucy spoke as she placed the tray near Anon's bed and started leaving.
But just as she was about to leave the room, a sound came from behind.
*Tick-Tock*
A clock's ticking sound froze up Lucy's movements and turned her eyes grayish.
"Hmm. Still working. So, me getting this amazing watch wasn't a dream." Anon spoke with a sinister smile as he looked at the watch of corruption and then looked at Lucy.
"You are going to come back and kiss me on the lips." Anon spoke as he closed the watch on corruption.
"Hmm....? What ? Are you calling me?master?"No. 300 asked as she woke up from her sleep as well.
"Nope," Anon answered as he looked at No. 300 with a smile.
Suddenly Lucy came back to her senses, and she felt something that couldn't be described that easily.
'Why do I feel this? I am feeling this strong urge to kiss, Master.' Lucy thought as her panties started to get wetter with each and every passing second.
"Is there a problem, Lucy?" No. 300 asked with a smile.
Lucy turned around, and as soon as her eyes fell on Anon's naked body, she lost all of it and rushed towards him.
She bowed down and gave him a lip-to-lip kiss.
"Woah, I didn't know you were into master as well, Lucy." No. 300 spoke as she looked at Lucy with a smile.
"Ah, no. This—I will go." Lucy spoke as she ran out of the room at once.
"What happened to her?" No. 300 asked with a confused expression.
"Maybe she didn't like my kiss that much." Anon spoke.
"No, Master. That's just impossible... I don't think any girl on this planet would ever agree to that." No. 300 spoke as she looked at Anon with a smile.
"Why do you have to make that face first thing in the morning?" Anon asked as he jumped over No. 300 and pinned her down to the bed once again.
"Anhhh~ master... We did it all night, and yet, your cock is still so lively, I can feel it getting a massage by my ass cheeks." No. 300 spoke as she felt Anon's cock knocking on her asshole.
"It looks like my cock needs a place to dump my morning load in... Do you have that place, you ogre bitch?"Anon spoke as he grabbed both of her huge green tits and started fondling them.
"Anhhhh~ I have many places for a cock like that... It's your choice where you want to insert it. My pussy hole, my asshole, or would you prefer this bitch's mouth? That's talking all this crap right? now."No. 300 spoke as she smiled.
"Well, well, well... I want to fuck this bitch talking mouth of yours, but then I won't get to cuddle your body while I fuck the holes in it. So, I will go with your asshole today... Be prepared." Anon spoke as he rubbed his dick in between her ass cheeks and suddenly rammed it into her asshole.
"Anhhhhhhhh~ Yeshhhhh... You are tearing my ass apart, master. You are destroying my asshole." No. 300 shouted as she raised her ass up with every thrust.
"Take this, you fucking asshole." Anon spoke as he increased the speed of his thrust.
*Clap-Clap-Clap*
"Annh~ Annh~ Annh~ Fuckkkkk... Fuck Fuck.... Yesssss. My ass. My master is fucking me the ass."
As soon as Anon noticed that No. 300 was enjoying the ass bang, he moved one of his hands from her right boob and slid it down to her clit.
He started rubbing it like a wild beast.
"Annnnnnnnnnghhhhh~ Mnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ Masteerrrrrr.... Cummingggg" No. 300 shouted as she squirted out cum from her pussy and went unconscious due to immense pleasure.
"Fuck, she fainted as well, but I will finish my business anyway." Anon spoke as she grabbed her unconscious ass and filled it up with his semen.
'Fuck, it feels nice to cum into unconscious ogre chicks..' Anon thought as he stepped off of No. 300's ass and grabbed a cookie from the breakfast plate.
He then took the cookie and inserted it into No. 300's ass.
"Yep, that will stop the semen waste problem. Now, I will be heading towards the Colosseum to see what the fuck my pet is doing. It must've been started by now." Anon spoke as he immediately went to the shower.
After taking a shower, Anon changed his clothes and removed the mask of nature from his face.
Anon takes out Jule's hair from the mask and puts another guy's nail into it. The mask shines dark green for a moment, and Anon puts it on.
Suddenly, his face and body started to change. His hair started turning brown, his eyes turned blue, his body started shrinking, and his hands became more muscular.
This guy was one of the dead bodies that Mike brought with him yesterday.
"If you are already dead, you can't blow my cover." Anon spoke as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Now, let's see. Who you actually?are..."Anon said as he took out an identification card from the dead guy's wallet.
[Name: Lesley]
[Age: 78]
[Gender: Male]
[Address: 4th Street under the bridge]
[Charges: child trafficking, rape, murder, and drug dealing]
[Time served in prison: 66 years.]
"What the fuck? He spent 66 years of his fucking life in prison, and he was raping a girl again. Is he in love with prison or? something?"Anon asked with a shocked expression.
"Wait... A drug dealer. That one can help me a lot. If I want to find out about the zombie virus, this guy just might do the job." Anon thought as a smile appeared on his face.
"But first, we go to the Colosseum." Anon spoke as he exited the house and started walking towards the Colosseum.
Anon found himself standing in a line of spectators waiting to purchase tickets for today's match. It was an unusual experience for him, given his accustomed methods of entering various places undetected. He couldn't help but wonder why anyone would need to buy tickets to watch a public event.
'Hmm... You have to buy tickets to watch this?' Anon thought as he observed the guards checking each person entering the Colosseum. His curiosity piqued as he contemplated the necessity of such a system.
After a brief wait, it was finally Anon's turn. He approached the ticket booth, where one of the guards stood ready to assist the waiting spectators.
"Which seat?" the guard asked as Anon reached the counter.
"The best one," Anon replied with confidence, secretly relishing the thought of witnessing the upcoming spectacle from the most advantageous vantage point.
The guard raised an eyebrow and cast a judgmental glance at Anon's clothing and overall appearance.
"Hmm... Yeah, get a VIP seat, mate... Haha... Hey Terry, look at this guy... he wants the best seat," the guard said, assessing Anon's attire.
With curiosity, Anon inquired about the price of a VIP seat, prompting the guard to comment on his appearance and ability to afford such a luxury.
"What is the price for the VIP, Seat ?"
"Are you serious, mate? Look at your clothes... I don't think you can even afford food for lunch today, and you're talking about a VIP seat," the guard scoffed, revealing his preconceived notions about Anon's financial situation.
Before the guard could complete his sentence, Anon reached into his inventory and produced a Platinum coin, which he promptly slammed onto the counter with a resonating thud.
The guard's eyes widened as he examined the Platinum coin before directing a surprised gaze toward Anon.
"One VIP Seat, please. I can pay more if you want," Anon said, offering a subtle, knowing smile to the guard, who was now caught off guard.
"T-th-that will be 30 gold coins... Here. I apologize if I offended you, sir," the guard stammered, hesitatingly accepting the Platinum coin. In return, he handed Anon a small bag filled with 70 gold coins, along with an entry ticket to the VIP area.
Upon reaching the front of the line, Anon was once again stopped by the guards stationed at the entrance. They asked for Anon's identity, a process he found quite redundant.
"Show me your identity card."
"But that guy just went in without showing you any identity proof?" Anon questioned, pointing to someone who had effortlessly entered the Colosseum.
"Yeah, because he was wearing way better clothes than you. Now, show us your identity," one guard demanded.
"As you say....here you go." Anon reluctantly revealed the watch of Corruption, and opened it's cover.
Tick-Tock
The clock started ticking, and both guards froze, their eyes turning a dull gray.
"Now, both of you will start slapping each other as hard as you can, and you will continue until someone with higher authority intervenes," Anon instructed, closing the watch's cover to trigger the hypnotic effect.
The guards unfroze, only to find themselves in the midst of a peculiar and embarrassing situation. They began slapping each other, attracting the attention and amusement of the passersby.
Anon seized the opportunity to slip into the VIP section. The guards had unwittingly given him an opportunity to avoid their scrutiny.
Upon reaching the entrance of the VIP area, four more guards blocked Anon's path, eager to confirm his identity.
"How many fucking guards are there in this place?" Anon muttered to himself as he approached the final hurdle before reaching the VIP area.
"Show us your entry ticket," one of the guards demanded, intent on verifying Anon's eligibility.
Anon promptly presented his entry ticket to the VIP section, displaying it to the skeptical guards.
"Check him," one guard instructed his colleague, and all three began to thoroughly search Anon's person, looking for any concealed weapons or contraband.
Their inspection was thorough and intrusive, but Anon remained patient. He knew he had nothing to hide and nothing to fear.
"He is clear to go..." the guards declared in unison, announcing that Anon posed no threat.
"Okay, you can enter," one of them said as they allowed him to pass through.
Entering the VIP area, Anon realized that he was no stranger to this seating arrangement. His eyes fell on Fiona, sitting at the front with Link beside her.
'At first, I used to sit beside her, but now I'm seated in the back with these rich pig folks,' Anon remembered, feeling a twinge of nostalgia.
The seating arrangement in the VIP area was tiered, with different levels of access, and it was strictly determined by one's status and association with the elven kingdom. Fiona and her chosen candidate were given seats in the first row. The second row was for individuals who conducted extensive business with the kingdom. The third row was reserved for the Royal Ministers, and the last row, where Anon found himself, was for those fortunate enough to afford entry with their wealth.
Anon examined one of the fellow spectators sitting beside him, a portly elf, who had this slave at his side. The young vampire girl, around 8 years old, was fitted with a thick collar, and a metal chain leash held tightly by the plump elf.
'Hmm... Maybe her parents sold her,' Anon speculated as he observed the enslaved child.
"Hello, I am Marvis. And you?" the rotund elf introduced himself, turning toward Anon with a friendly smile.
"Name's Lesley," Anon replied with a neutral expression, not particularly interested in engaging in conversation.
"Oh, do you like her?" Marvis asked, tugging on the chain connecting him to the young vampire girl.
"No," Anon replied curtly, his gaze shifting away from Marvis and the slave girl.
"I love her very much. I just bought her today, and I've prepared a special cage for her to stay in... You know the best part of having an undead as your slave?" Marvis inquired, his smile growing more wicked by the moment.
'Disgusting fucker....' Anon thought in his mind.
"What is it?" Anon asked, deciding to humor Marvis, despite his distaste for the conversation.
"You can choke them as much as you want, but they won't die because they're already dead... Hahahahahaha..." Marvis cackled maniacally, reveling in the perverse thought.
"Well, that's good for you," Anon responded, his tone remaining dispassionate as he turned his gaze away from Marvis.
His eyes landed on the little vampire girl at the end of the chain. Something about her struck him as unusual, particularly her eyes.
'Something isn't right... Her eyes... they don't look like a vampire's eyes, What are you hiding, Little kid ?' Anon thought as he peered more closely at the young slave girl.
Curiosity led Anon to utilize one of his praising skills, he triggered his ability, 'Demonic Eyes.'
The vivid magical power flowed through him as he directed his focus on the girl.
The information revealed by his skill confirmed his suspicions:
[Name: Reva Al Gul]
[Age: 9]
[Race: (Fake: Vampire) | (Real: Ancient Dragon)]
[Class: (Fake: Mage) | (Real: Black Magic User)]
[Description: Hiding her class and race for some unknown reason.]
'Jackpot,' Anon thought, recognizing that the young girl was concealing more than he had initially perceived.
"Oi, Lick my Shoes... There is dust on them." Marvis spoke as he pulled the chain on her neck and forced her to clean his shoes.
*Ghhhhh*
The girl growled like a vampire and her eyes shined crimson red, she clearly didn't wanted to do that, but she had no other choice or the Collar will force her to do it.
"Shut the fuck up and do it, you vampire bitch.. *Slap*" Marvis spoke as he slapped the girl.
Tears started coming out of her eyes as she sat down on the ground, and closed the distance between her tongue and Marvis's shoes, but as she was about to lick his boots, a voice interrupted her.
"Wait..." Anon spoke as he looked at Marvis.
"Hmm...? Is something the problem, Mr. Lesley ?" Marvis asked with a confused expression.
"This girl, sell her to me. I will give you double the price..." Anon spoke with a smile.
"Ah... You see Mr. Lesley, I just bought her today. I can't sell her off to you, even if you pay me double..." Marvis spoke as he looked at Anon.
"Triple the price..." Anon spoke.
"Mr. Lesley, It's not about the money-"
"Five times..."
"That's... How about I use her once and-"
"70 gold... Right here." Anon spoke as he brought out the golden coin's bag and throwed it towards Marvis.
"Deal, here is her Slave contract. I will buy another one. Hell, I will buy 70 more like her." Marvis spoke as he Stored the gold coin bag inside his storage ring and immediately left the VIP area.
"What a fucking idiot ?" Anon spoke as he smirked and picked up the chain that was binded to Reva's slave collar.
*Grrrrrr*
Reva growled as she looked at Anon with a very angry and irritated expression.
"Don't worry, Luv. I won't hurt you..." Anon spoke as he grabbed the slave collar and broke the chains instantly.
*Clank*
"Hmmm...?" Reva was Confused by Anon's this action. No one has ever broken these chains but Anon did, she couldn't understand what Anon wanted to do with her.
"You must be bothered by this collar huh...? Here..." Anon spoke as he disappeared the slave collar from her neck and transferred it onto her hands as a tattoo.
Reva became even more confused at this... She couldn't comprehend what was happening to her. From the day, she was born... She is treated like a slave and no one ever removed that slave collar from her neck but Anon did, he looked different to her.
He had a warm smile on his face instead of a perverted or evil one. She felt her heart beating faster and faster.
Reva started closing distance between Anon and herself. She walked upto him, looked him in the eyes and spoke one word that changed Anon's feeling towards her entirely...
"Pa-Pa..." Reva spoke with a very cute tone.
"The what now ?" Anon spoke as he looked at her in confusion.
"Papa..." Reva spoke as she hugged Anon's leg tightly and started crying like a little child. Due to her breakdown, her magic also started to get weak and two crimson red wings flapped out of her back.
"oh shit, H-Hey kiddo... Your wings are out... Get them in before someone sees them." Anon spoke as he started Panicking.
'If someone noticed that this girl is an Ancient Dragon Child. Trouble will come, surely.' Anon thought as he looked at her, but he was also feeling something inside his heart.
It was neither, Affection nor pity. It was love... Anon felt loved by that child.
"Papa... They say Reva Slave.... Papa save me. *Sob-Sob*" Reva spoke as she looked at Anon with big emotional eyes and her red tail also popped out from behind.
'Fuck... Don't look at me with those eyes kid. Get your wings and tail back inside your body.' Anon spoke as he patted on her head slightly.
"I will just go to the toilet, gentlemen." A Royal Minister spoke as he stood up from his position and started moving towards the back where Anon was sitting.
"Fuck... He is coming here..." Anon spoke as he immediately summoned a big black blanket and throwed it over Reva in order to hide her wings and Tail.
"Come here, daughter. I will buy you that lolipop later, don't worry..." Anon spoke as he picked up Reva and hugged her tightly. So that no one suspects their relationship.
The Royal Minister passed by them and looked at Anon for a second before turning towards the toilet.
"Fuck saved..." Anon spoke as he realised something, the weight of Reva's body has decreased by a whole lot.
He separated her from his body and looked at her...
She was fast asleep in Anon's lap and she was back in her human form.
"Wow, now I have a daughter who is also an ancient Dragon... That's just great, but... She looks kinda cute." Anon spoke as he touched Reva's cheek with his finger and Reva immediately grabbed his finger with her little hands.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, We have gathered here once again, Now let's Start this sacred competition. The Eventa will go as usual, first two hours will be for physical duels, after that we will do some magic Rumble and at last the mind games.
For the first Event today, we have two of the best Competitors in the field of physical power.
First one is the genius of all geniuses, The wizard who founded the magic circle enchantment at the age of 30. The Mage who obtained the title of 'The Youngest Magi' at the age of 50.
Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome Mr. Harry from the H.P School of wizards and Magic." Sam Announced as he pointed towards the right side of the entrance hall.
Suddenly, a thin man emerged out of the hall... He had Black hairs, Black eyes, a very mysterious aura around him and a pair of glasses on his eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Harry... How do you feel today ?" Sam asked with a nice tone.
"Good." Harry answered with a straight face.
"Oh, Okay. But, what i meant to ask is how do you feel about your opponent today ?" Sam asked again.
"I feel confident, that I will fuck him up bad." Harry answered with a straight face again.
"Well, that's one confident face you have." Sam spoke with an awkward expression.
"I know, Now call my opponent." Harry spoke with the same straight face.
"Well, Ladies and Gentlemen... The opponent who is going to face Mr. Harry today is someone very special. He is neither a mage or a Swordsman.
Some consider this young man the rising sun of the black magic users and some consider him an enemy against the pure magic users.
This guy successfully completed a very horrific Ritual, that is called 'The Purge.'
This ritual can't be completed that easily, it needs a perfect Black magician to chant the right words at the right time and if something goes wrong, you will easily get dragged to the depths of hell.
Even today, only a few of the Black Magic Users are able to perform this ritual without any errors but guess what, This guy did it when he was just 10 years old.
Yes, I am talking abou the one and only, Ladies and Gentlemen... Please Welcome, Mr. Loyd F. Griddle from the Magical Academy Of Black Magic." Sam announced as he pointed towards the left side of the entrance.
Suddenly a dark elf emerged out of the dark and started walking towards the stage, he was very thin... Almost as if about to die any second now. He had very long hairs, his face barely visible and his hands were shaking like crazy.
"H-Hello, Mr. Loyd. How are you-" Before Sam could've completed his question, Loyd turned to him and looked at Sam with a deadly expression, even though his face wasn't clearly visible but his bloodlust was very clear.
"Y-Yeah... I-I-I guess... It's time to start it." Sam spoke in a scared tone, as he immediately started running towards the Sand hours glass.
"Oi, fucker. I am going to crush you and your fucking academy of evil magic." Harry spoke as he summoned a pair of white gloves in his hands and wore them without any delay.
There were many tiny magic circles on the gloves and as soon as Harry wore them, the gloves started glowing up.
After that Harry summoned a big green coloured wand in his hands and pointed it towards Loyd.
"Hehe..." Loyd smiled like a creep and summoned a hair clipper in his hands.
Everyone got surprised as soon as they saw, what Loyd has summoned as his weapon.
"What the fuck is that guy thinking ?"
"Yeah... Use that as a weapon and you are done for."
"Fuck him up, Mr. Harry."
"Yeah, kill the evil fucker."
"Kill the evil."
"Kill the evil."
"Kill the evil."
...
Everyone sitting in the stadium started shouting bad things and curses as they looked at Loyd. But, one of them was curious about him, Anon.
'Hmm... A hair clipper, Why ? Is it something that a black Magician needs to cast a spell, or is he just fucking with him ?' Anon thought as he looked at Loyd with a very Confused expression.
"Ready, 3....2...1....GO." Sam announced as he turned the sand hour glass, upside down.
As soon as the match was commenced, loyd started walking towards Harry with a normal speed.
"Huh...? What the fuck are you doing ?" Harry asked as he noticed Loyd's walking speed.
"Hehe..." Loyd laughed and continued to walk towards Harry without answering his question.
'Hmmm...? I can't understand him. He is neither using mana nor does he have a very strong physical body build. What is he trying to achieve by getting close to that guy ?' Anon wondered as he noticed that Harry has finally taken Some action against, Loyd.
"Nature seed bullets..." Harry spoke as he used his skill and suddenly thousands of seeds appeared hovering behind his back.
Harry points his wand towards Loyd and unleashes the seeds at him with a very incredible speed.
The seed bullet hits Loyd's body and he does very easily.
"Wait, just that ?" Harry asked with a confused expression.
*Zoooom*
Suddenly the immortal arena shined and Loyd wake up from his sleep of death, his wounds also got healed and he resumed his walk towards Harry once again.
"Stay away from me... You filth. Fire Dragon..." Harry used another spell and this time he summoned a tornado of fire that looked just like a dragon.
The fire dragon immediately attacked Loud, that resulted in his death once again.
*Zoooom*
The immortal arena shined up again and Loyd woke up again.
'What is he doing ?' Anon wondered as he looked at Loyd in confusion.
As soon as Loyd got up, he resumed his walk towards Harry with his hair clipper.
"What the fuck do you want ?" Harry asked with a confused expression as he picked up his wand and pointed it towards Loyd once again, but before he could've casted any spells, Loyd grabbed a hair out of Harry's head and pulled it out, tightly.
"Ouch... What are you doing ? You fucking idiot... " Harry spoke as he immediately punched Loyd in the face.
Suddenly Anon noticed that something is wrong with Loyd.
"Wait, is that, what i think it is ?" Anon spoke as he noticed Loyd was sitting in one corner of the arena and doing something with a wooden doll and the hair that he got out of Harry's hair.
It was a Voo-Doo doll. Loyd binded the Voo-Doo Doll with Harry's hair and stood up.
He looked at Harry and smiled like a maniac as he pinched the Voo-Doo doll's back slightly.
"The fuck is wrong with yo-" Before Harry could've completed his sentence he felt a severe pain in his back.
"Heheheheh..." Loyd smiled as he immediately summoned a nail and a hammer out of his inventory and nailed the doll with the hammer.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" Harry shouted loudly as soon as he felt a very Sharp pain in his chest. It was as if, someone has just pierced his chest with a spear.
'What the fuck is that spell ? Show me...' Anon thought as he immediately used his skill.
[Demonic Eyes.]
[Name: Voo-Doo Control] [S-Rank] [Black Magician official skill.]
[Voo-Doo Control is a formidable and feared skill rooted in the ancient culture of dark elf witches. Among the elven race, it is renowned as one of the most powerful and sinister abilities. Practitioners of Voo-Doo Control wield a unique power that allows them to manipulate the bodies of their opponents through the use of a Voo-Doo doll.
To harness this ability, the user must first acquire a Voo-Doo doll and then intricately bind a sample of their opponent's hair to it. This binding process creates a mystical link between the doll and the target, granting the user a form of control over the individual. Once the connection is established, the wielder of this skill can exert influence over their opponent's physical actions, effectively taking control over their body.
This dark and mysterious art is a reflection of the dark elf witches' mastery over ancient and potent magic, making it both revered and dreaded within the elven culture. Its implications are profound, as it allows the user to puppeteer their opponent's movements and actions, potentially leading to dire consequences for those who fall victim to Voo-Doo Control.]
[Warning: can take your own life If done in a wrong way.]
'Fuck I want that skill... I have a Voo-Doo doll... I just want that skill. Hehehe... I can't imagine, what will I be able to do once I master that skill....' Anon thought as a perverted smile appeared on his face.
*Thud*
Loyd has nailed sixteen nails into the Voo-Doo Doll and Harry on the other side can't even move from his place because he is connected to the Voo-Doo Doll.
Suddenly, Loyd summoned one of his last nail and pointed it directly over the Voo-Doo Doll's head as he looked at Harry with a smile.
"N-No... N-nO...." Harry started to make a scared face as he knew what was coming.
"Yes do it..." Anon murmured as he observed the moment with an evil smile on his face.
"Wait... I am going out... I am going out. You win." Harry shouted in fear as he exited the ring immediately.
Loyd slightly removed the hair from the Voo-Doo Doll and throwed it aside.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Although the match was pretty scary... But please give a round of applause to our winner, Mr. Loyd." Sam Announced.
"Booooooo...."
"Dieee... Fucker."
"You will get striked by lighting.*
"God damn it... Dieeee."
"Fuck off..."
"Leave the stage."
...
Everyone sitting in the stadium started cursing at Loyd.
"Fuck, that's no fun. Why would he stop that ?" Anon spoke as he looked at Loyd with an irritated expression.
"Mnnhhh~ Papa... ?" Suddenly a sweet and melodious sound rang inside Anon's head.
"Hmm...? Ah, you... I totally forgot about you." Anon spoke as he looked at Rev, who just woke up from her sleep.
"Papa... I am hungry." Rev spoke as she rubbed her eyes.
"I don't have anything to eat and I am busy right now. I will buy you something later." Anon replied with a straight face.
"Papa... Please. Rev is Hungry." Rev spoke with a very cute face as she touched Anon's lips.
"Hah... Fuck. Oi, you... Can you bring her something to eat ?" Anon spoke as he called out to one of the servants standing nearby.
"Okay Sir, What would you like for your daughter ? A full meal or a Small child meal ?" The servant asked as he closed his distance to Anon.
"She is not my daughter and bring her a small meal." Anon ordered.
"Yes, sir... That will be 1 gold." The servant spoke.
"Here..." Anon spoke as he handed over the one gold coin to servant.
"I will bring it immediately, sir." The servant spoke as he immediately bowed down to Anon and exited the place.
"Now, let's have a talk with you until... Link's turn comes." Anon spoke as he looked at Rev with a serious expression.
"Papa... Why are you hiding your face ?" Rev spoke with an innocent face.
"Hmm...? What do you mean by that ?" Anon asked with a confused expression.
"Papa is using a mask to hide his face..." Rev spoke.
"Wha-? You can see me through the mask ?" Anon asked with a very Shocked expression.
"Yes, papa..." Rev replied with a smile.
'Wow... She is already strong enough to see through the mask that was made by the demon gods ? She can prove to be a very important asset to me in the future. Hehehe...' Anon thought as a smile appeared on his face.
"Umm... Sir ?"
"Huh..? What ?" Anon asked as he came out of his thoughts and looked at the servant, who was holding a tray of food in his hands.
"Sir, here is your niece's meal." The servant spoke as he put down the tray in front of Anon.
"She is not my niece..." Anon spoke.
"Oh... I guess.."
"Don't guess anything. Go and stand in the corner you were initially standing in." Anon spoke with a straight face.
"Y-Yes, Sir." The servant spoke as he immediately moved back to his previous standing position.
"Here you go, kid. Eat this...." Anon spoke as he showed the food to Rev.
"Hmm...?"
"What ? Why are you staring at the food with such big eyes ?" Anon asked Rev as he noticed that instead of eating the food, she was staring at the food with very big eyes.
"Rev never ate food like this... I only ate bread in the bad place." Rev spoke as she looked at Anon.
"What do you mean 'Bad Place' ?" Anon asked with a confused expression.
"The bad place, where they kept... Rev with other slaves." Rev spoke as she looked at Anon with a sad expression.
"Oh, you mean... 'The Slave Trade Centre ?' " Anon asked.
"Y-Yes..." Rev replied with a stammering and scared voice.
"Don't worry, Luv. You don't have to be afraid of them anymore, you can eat as much good food as you like here. No one will stop you." Anon spoke as he patted Rev on the head.
"Really ? Rev can eat as much as she want to ?" Rev asked with a smile.
"Yes and while you eat, I have some questions for you." Anon spoke as he looked at Rev.
"Thank you, Papa." Rev spoke as a very happy smile appeared on her face.
She sat down on the ground and started eating.
"So Rev, My first question is-" before Anon could've completed his question, Rev spoke in between and interrupted him.
"Papa, Rev needs another plate..." Rev spoke as she showed Anon the empty plate of food.
"Huh...? You ate that one, already ?" Anon asked with a surprised expression.
"Is something wrong, Papa ?" Rev asked with a guilty looking face.
"Nothing, Luv. Oi, come here..." Anon spoke as he looked at the servant.
"Yes, Sir... What can I help you with ?" The servant asked with a smile.
"Go and bring her, one extra large meal..." Anon ordered.
"Anything else for your little sister, sir ?" The servant asked with a smile.
"Huh...? What ?" Anon asked with a confused expression as he looked at the servant.
"I mean... Your eyes are of same colour and... That's why i thought of you as brother and sister." The servant spoke in a very hesitated voice.
"Listen here you fucking twat... You try to guess our relation one more time and I will fuck you up so bad that you will regret being born in this world." Anon spoke as he looked at the servant with a very angry expression.
"I-I-I am very sorry sir... H-How can I help you ?" The servant asked with a scared tone.
"Get her another plate... Here." Anon ordered as he tossed a platinum coin towards the servant.
"Y-Yes... I will get it immediately." The servant spoke as he immediately left the area.
After 5 minutes he came back with a plate of food and gave it to Rev.
"Here you go, Luv. Now, my first question is... Why do you call yourself 'Rev' ? Why would you address yourself as a third person ?" Anon asked with a straight face.
"Reena called herself that and that's why i started calling myself Rev..." Rev replied as she stuffed food into her mouth.
"Who is Reena, luv ? Is she your mother ?" Anon asked with a confused expression.
"Reena was my slave sister... In the bad place." Rev spoke.
"Ah... She was another slave. Okay, so where is she Luv ?" Anon asked.
"A bad guy bought her from the bad place.... He slapped her when he bought her... Rev promised her that, Rev will come back with papa to save you, if Rev ever found him. But today Rev found Papa.
Papa, you will save Reena right ?" Rev asked with a smile.
"Is she hot ?" Anon asked.
"Hot...? What is that papa ?" Rev asked with a confused expression.
"I mean, does she have big boobs or big ass ?" Anon asked with a perverted smile.
"Oh, Reena sister has very big boobs... Papa." Rev replied.
"Oh, we are going to save her, Rev. Don't you worry, just tell me who bought her." Anon asked with a perverted smile.
"Papa... I don't know his name but the bad guy from the bad place knows him very well." Rev replied.
"Oh, you mean the slave trader right ?" Anon asked.
"Yes, papa." Rev spoke.
"Now, to the second and the most important question of all, Why do you call me 'Papa' ? And do you even know what does the word papa mean ?" Anon asked with a straight face.
"Sister Reena, told me that... 'Someday you will find a person... Who will feed you good things, remove the collar from your neck and you will feel safe around him'.
I Searched and Searched for papa but i never found him... I never felt safe around anyone. Whenever someone brought me from the bad place, I would bite them, they will beat me for sometime but I will continue to do that everytime and at last they will return Rev back to the bad place.
But, Today... Papa saved me from the bad people... I am very happy papa." Rev spoke as tears started coming out of her eyes but she continued to eat her food.
"Hahaha... Don't worry Luv. No one will touch you now and if someone does you just tell me." Anon spoke as he laughed a bit and looked at Rev.
"Thank you, Papa." Rev spoke as she looked at Anon.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, your wait is over.... Now comes the most awaited duel for today.
On the right side we have the winner of the last 3 duel matches, the absence queen of the G.M magic academy, Miss. Fel." Sam announced and a very beautiful white haired elf exited from the right entrance hall.
"...and on the Left side we have the one and only representative of the Royalty, our Queen's Candidate.... Mr. Jule. Ladies and Gentlemen, Please welcome him with a big round of applause." Sam announced and Link entered inside the Arena.
"Oh, my my... Let's see how this one goes." Anon spoke as an amusing look appeared on his face.