The Hero Became a Succubus! - Chapter 165

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Chapter 165

As Knight of Amethyst and Knight of Silver, Kanae and Esta recounted as much as they could under the influence of Zone of Absolute Truth. The Saint Priests who were present listened while standing as still as the statues of the gods within the cathedral. Everyone else was tense and perturbed by the revelations.

At the end of their report, Grand Eye Analise expelled a long-drawn out sigh. Her piercing gaze fell upon Minestra Val'doun and Hilde, the Mistress of Subjugation. They met her eyes with their own glares. If it wasn't for the restraints, both of them might have actually attacked, Saint Priests and Knights of Colors be damned.

"Amethyst, Silver. Your efforts have dealt a monumental blow to both Lord Charron and this Queen-Mother succubus," the Grand Eye said, earning a scoff and tongue click from the Hilde and Minestra respectively.

"Futile, you mean. My capture amounts to little to the Queen-Mother. You're all just cattle playing civilization," Hilde sneered.

"Vestrid, Camilla, and Delayn. Escort our prisoners to the dungeons. Ensure the highest possible security," she ordered without taking her eyes off them.

The three Saint Priests bowed to the Grand Eye, then marched the herzulith and succubus out of the cathedral. A large detachment of palace knights followed after them.

"I don't mean to talk down our own accomplishments, but Hilde is kind of right. We fought two of her sisters, and they were a lot stronger than any of us expected," Kanae said after they left the cathedral.

"I was there. I can attest to that," Eliza added.

"I… I don't want to talk about it…" Arenade shuddered and rubbed her rear.

"Neither of them will admit it," the unnamed human Saint Priest began confidently, "but it is more likely their capture has changed much for them."

The Grand Eye extended an arm to the other two Saint Priests. "You haven't been acquainted yet. This is Sheena Darrow, crowned Thaumaturge. The other is Bocchiri Ruu, crowned Ice Mage. Not present is Lanil Hammerthorn, who has been tasked to stay in Port Kandis to observe any potential Ortesian threat."

While all Saint Priests shared the same white battle robes, Sheena wore plate armor underneath. The middle-aged woman was of modest build, if not a little bulky with muscles underneath. The bright orange hair was braided and rested around her neck like a scarf and freckles dotted her stoic, strong jaw-line of a face. Thaumaturge? That was a spellcasting class, right? This woman looked like a body-builder instead.

Bocchiri Ruu, or better known as Bocchi by his Saint Priest peers, was a common elven man with a frail countenance around Delayn's age but older than Ulric. Like Camilla, the common elves didn't have a branch in the Knights of Colors, which meant Bocchi must be a very accomplished individual to have earned his place. His black hair was shaved up to the sides, leaving a carpet of cornrows from the forehead to the back and pulled into a ponytail. A face mask concealed the lower half of his face.

Kanae bowed to them both, and they bowed to her back.

"You mean to say we actually hit them where it hurts?" Kanae asked Sheena.

Sheena nodded. "In your report, Hilde's initial goals were to soften the Commonwealth for her Queen-Mother. She failed. It's strange that they simply stopped there. I believe it was your later capture of Minestra that led Ambrosia and Labelle to fully shift their attention to Artaggon."

The logic followed, but Kanae couldn't help but feel antsy about it.

"I see your worry, Amethyst." The Grand Eye came down from the pulpit to stand before her. "I'm worried, too. However, we should rejoice in the little victories we have earned and move forward from there. Which is why after much thought, I have yours and Silver's next task: you both will work with Elizabeth Bedlam and ascertain what is going on in Artaggon, including what the Mistresses' true motives are."

"Yes, Grand Eye!" Kanae and Esta exclaimed.

"As for your necromancer friend, while I sympathize with her plight, there is little Aidenhall can offer other than the knowledge contained within the Illuminant Repository. Perhaps you may find some clues to her ailment. Marwin, lend them your aid," she said to the wizard.

"Oh, joy. Dealing with another crazed necromancer who wields the Pillar of the Damned. It went so well last time!" Marwin complained under his breath.

"Hehe! Looks like we'll be butting heads again like old times!" One of the skulls on Edina's staff lit up to taunt Marwin.

Kanae watched Edina leave the cathedral with Marwin. The pang of guilt plunged into her chest like a hot knife. If they had just not gone through with the ritual, maybe Edina wouldn't be suffering right now.

"One last thing." The Grand Eye cleared her throat. "Would you mind explaining why one of my Saint Priests is dressed like one of your succubi, Amethyst?"

Kanae and Ulric tensed up.

"I-I…" Ulric stammered, unable to find the words to speak up.

Danito stepped forth. "Your Grace, Ulric has joined the Sisters of Sin, a clerical sisterhood within the Eminence of Sin. However, I assure you his faith and loyalty as a Saint Priest has not wavered one bit."

"Signs of changing times, I suppose. Some day, the Eminence of Sin will stand alongside the Church of One and The Many. That concludes our meeting. Oh, and Gretchen? You look well." Analise smirked.

"Keep your snide comments to yourself." Gretchen grimaced.

The Saint Priests followed the Grand Eye out. Will descended from the steps and smiled.

"We've come a long way, haven't we?" Will smiled, then hurried to catch up to the others.

"Uu… I feel nauseous…" Suvee teetered side to side.

"Probably from being around the Grand Eye's Holy Aura for too long," Arenade said, kneeling down to hold the dark elven girl.

"Kanade, are you feeling sick, too?" Kanae asked.

Kanade shook her head.

"Doubt it. We high elves are naturally more resistant to holy magic because we're holy ourselves. Heh. With that Saint Priest's buff, she's doing just fine. We'll be at the mansion. I can't wait to try out that big bath I commissioned Dreizel to build!" Arenade picked up Suvee and took Kanade's hand as they, too, left the cathedral.

That left Kanae, Esta, Eliza, and Gretchen behind as the basilica's clergy returned to their place to hold service for the palace residents.

"Does this mean we're heading back to Artaggon already?" Kanae sighed.

"Not quite. Follow me. We'll need people to carry the boxes of magic crystals up to my tower," Eliza said.

They spent the rest of the morning lugging crates upon crates filled with magic crystals up the palace. Even the poor knights they recruited to help succumbed to exhaustion. On their final trip with the last containers, everyone collapsed into a heap on the first floor of Eliza's tower.

"My limbs… feel like jelly… Why did we do that?" Kanae panted.

"Our task is to investigate the Mistresses' foray into Artaggon." Eliza gestured to Esta to carry a crate and have them follow her to the upper floors. "It would be miserable and inefficient to travel back and forth, wouldn't it? The teleportation pellets you're familiar with aren't the end products, but a by-product. They are the result of years and years of research to develop and fine tune a specific invention." She opened the door to a floor Kanae hadn't been privy to the last time they were here, revealing a room-sized magic circle with steel pipes running up and down the walls. The sorceress threw both arms out. "Behold! I call it Arcen, short for arcane engine."

"What… does it do?" Esta asked, setting the crate of magic crystals on the floor.

"It will transport this entire tower, us and everything within it, anywhere in the world," Eliza explained pridefully.

"Is that safe?" Kanae peered into a giant, glass vat which connected to the pipes and was filled with bubbling alchemical liquids.

"I certainly hope so," she answered. "It needs to be tuned like the pellets. There will likely be a high degree of misplacement, but I can more or less bring us close to any previously visited location."

Making this a shortcut to Artaggon.

"Wait… So, this is what you wanted all those magic crystals for?" Kanae asked.

"Correct. A large amount of mana is required to transport an entire tower with living beings inside. More than any of us can muster together. Arcen won't transport entire armies, but a small group? Perfect for a little excursion. However, we should be mindful of how often we use Arcen or risk being stranded," Eliza warned.

Maybe parting with more magic crystals would have been better…

"Will we be leaving now? My hands itch with the urge to repay our enemies for humiliating my master," Esta said.

"I-I wasn't humiliated!" Kanae retorted as the heat rose to her face.

"I don't know… Ambrosia and Labelle were pretty damn sexy by comparison," Eliza teased her. "At any rate, we'll need a few days to make the necessary preparations. Like acquiring food for the journey, more anti-succubus magic potions, and preferably defensive spell scrolls. Can I leave that to you two, Silver and Amethyst?"

Kanae, Esta, and Gretchen descended the tower, leaving Eliza to continue tuning the magic circle in peace. Outside, Kanae turned around to marvel at the tower that such a feat could be achieved.

"Esta, can you handle buying rations? I have to bring Gretchen to her temporary lodging." Kanae thumbed over her shoulder to the former archbishop in heat, her legs squeezed together and breathing heavily.

"Of course. If I don't see you back at Eliza's tower, I shall be at the palace gates where I'm usually posted." Esta bowed and headed down.

Meanwhile, Kanae spread her wings and Gretchen, granting herself wings through Holy Armament, flew down to the Aidenhall stables. The proud stable was home to hundreds of beautiful languis, mars, and other strong riding beasts. Led by a lead rider, a few stallions were making circles around the adjoining riding hall, a large indoor hall to let animals exercise, when Kanae and Gretchen landed.

"My eyes aren't deceiving me, are they? Kanae, is that you?" the rider asked, pulling back his goggles and helmet

"Runald!" Kanae exclaimed excitedly. "What are you doing here?"

"I believe that's my line. I work here during my free time. You?" He led the stallions to a stop and dismounted to meet her.

"To receive my next task as a Knight of Color. A lot happened in the north, but I'll be here and away at the same time for a bit. So, you're a stablehand now?" she asked.

Runald's cheerful demeanor faltered. He returned to the group of languis and playfully wrangled the tusks on one of them. It tugged back, then nuzzled the snout into his handler's chest.

"When Gretchen's rebellion kicked off, a lot of stablehands and squires ran away. By the time we realized, a lot of the neglected beasts, well… they didn't make it. I felt responsible. Which is why I'm here to make things right. Besides, I'm familiar with handling mounts of all kinds," Runald explained, eyeing Gretchen with a mix of spite and arousal.

"Starvation?" Kanae pursed her lips and joined him in stroking the head of a languis.

"Mostly stress, especially when trapped in their stalls for almost a week."

It was tough seeing Runald look so sad. If only there was—

"Wait, I have a solution." Kanae turned to him with anticipation in her eyes.

"Solution? How in the three hells are we going to repopulate a fleet of mars and languis?" Runald stared skeptically at her.

"With this." She brushed the sigil on her wrist and brought up the tooltip of her strongest skill.

Versatile Womb: Interspecies coupling? No problem! Gain the ability to conceive almost anything with an expedited birth rate. Toggle On/Off.

Runald read the skill quietly, then lifted a shaming gaze at Kanae as it dawned on him.

"Looking at me like that is only going to get me more excited." Kanae fidgeted at the thought of being taken by the stallions again.

"I, too, wish to partake in being bred by them," Gretchen said.

"I should decline, but the lack of mounts has crippled Aidenhall's cavalry division. Fine. Let's do it your way," Runald groaned, hopping onto the languisteed to lead them into the stables.

The stables were very empty. Those few around rested behind their stall and gnawed on the feed provided to them. Among the stablehands, only two others were around other than Runald. He coaxed each mount back into their respective stall first, then folded his arms at Kanae and Gretchen.

"How is this supposed to work? Usually, we use a breeding mount to obtain the seed and manually inseminate a mare." Runald showed them a line simple contraptions that looked like a horizontal punching bag on a springy post. There was a hole in one end, supposedly meant to receive the penis and collect sperm. The whole thing reeked of the fishy smell of ejaculate.

"I… kind of want to try it. Can you remove the stuffy?" Kanae asked.

Runald whistled for the stablehands to help him. They were two common elf squires. The three unzipped both hands to pull out cotton stuffing from the bag, leaving it flat and floppy. Enough that someone could comfortably enter and fit inside.

"My queen…" Gretchen's breathing was hoarse and her eyes were glazed over. "Please, allow me to test it for you first… for safety, of course."

"Awww. Are you desperate to get a big fat languisteed cock inside you?" Kanae asked.

She nodded frantically, clutching herself to keep still.

The two stablehands, who had been informed of what was going to happen, watched on anxiously.

"You know what? Sure, Gretchen. Strip and get inside," Kanae urged her.

As Gretchen stripped naked, both stablehands and Runald went red in the face. She entered the bag, filling it up like stuffing. As Gretchen slid in, her rear came to an abrupt stop at the receiving end with her ass, branded with the horseshoe mark, out in the open for all to see.

"Go bring him," Runald whispered to one of the stablehands.

The squire hurried off, then returned a moment later with a hulking languisteed, larger than the others Kanae had seen. She backed away as it lumbered up to the breeding post that Gretchen was contained in.

"I've never seen a languisteed this big before." Kanae gasped.

"This is our most virile mount. He's nicknamed Titan precisely because of his size," Runald said, patting the magnificent tusked beast.

"I'm ready," Gretchen panted laboriously. "Let me have him. I want Titan now!"

Kanae nodded to give Runald the go-ahead. She was eager to see it happen. Especially since she was going to take the same thing soon.

Both stablehands pulled Titan by the lead closer to the breeding mount. It took Runald clicking his tongue in a peculiar pattern for the languisteed to understand. Titan lowered his snout to Gretchen's ass. A long tongue rolled out to lick her pussy. Gretchen shuddered, letting out a squeal of delight. Slowly, a massive black dick emerged from the sheath.

Titan reared up. His forelegs found purchase on the steps built to the side of the breeding mount. Powerful hip thrusts scooted the languisteed cock, dripping with precum, closer and closer to her until finally—

"Aaaahhhh!" Gretchen let loose a shrill cry.

Everyone swallowed hard and gasped.

Titan plunged deep into Gretchen's soaking pussy. She took half of his dick before it could no longer fit.

"It's in… It's finally in… I'm cumming already… Supreme One, ancestors… watch as I'm bred like a mare by this— nnngh… aaaaaahhhh!" Gretchen howled to the tune of the languisteed's grunts and thrusts. The hefty ball sack clapped against her clitoris as they mated.

"I can't take it anymore… I don't care if they kick me out for this," a squire said, putting down a step stool around back and dropping his pants in front of Gretchen's face.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?!" Runald exclaimed in dread.

The horny squire slipped his dick into Gretchen's mouth, but he couldn't so much as silence her cries of pleasure.

"Mmmph! Shlrrrp… shllluurrrpp! Ish… sho good… I can't shtop… cumming… Fill me up, Titan… mmmh! I'm shupposed to be a proud high elf, but thish amazing dick ish turning me into a bitch mare!" Gretchen was lost in a state of delirious ecstasy.

Kanae grabbed Runald by the shoulders. "Set up the next breeding mount for me."

"This isn't even about helping to repopulate the stables anymore, is it?" Runald rolled his eyes.

He and the remaining stablehand went to work on the other mount. All the while dealing with a raging erection between their legs. Once it was done, Kanae didn't hesitate to climb in. The bag was a snug fit. She slid all the way down until a light draft brushed against her underside. The leather fabric tantalizingly brushed her nipples, hard and tense from anticipation of facing the same pleasure Gretchen was going through.

While waiting for them to bring the next languisteed, the sound of Gretchen and Titan's mating left Kanae salivating on both ends. The clopping of metal horseshoes approached at last. Her heart pounded harder as it drew closer. Kanae couldn't look behind herself in the breeding mount, but she could tell the creature sounded heavy.

A tongue began to greedily lick Kanae's pussy. She writhed and squirmed, feeling the meaty thing explore her hole.

"Well, here we go… He's no Titan, but Castle here is another langui that comes at a pretty close second. Are you ready for me to never look at you the same way ever again?" Runald asked from behind.

"Y-Yes," Kanae breathed her answer with excitement, switching on both Versatile Womb and Masochist.

Runald performed the same clicks with his tongue.

The heavy beast named Castle dropped his legs down to Kanae's sides, heavy hooves dropped with a thud on the steps. Kanae was gushing wet. She twitched when the wide head of the languisteed dick bumped her pussy. Just the feeling rocked her whole body, bringing her to the verge of orgasm already.

"Come on, give it to me already… I want your hard languisteed cock to pound my succubus pussy…" Kanae pleaded desperately, wiggling her butt with the little room afforded to her.

Castle brayed loudly. Maybe he had heard her pleas. Maybe it was just finally acting on instincts. He thrusted deep. She was so wet, it plunged effortlessly into her. The tip of his dick punched her womb and it was lights out. When she regained consciousness in the midst of climax.

"Oh— oooohhh! I'm cumming? I'm cumming, I'm cumming! It's so big that I'm going to break!" Kanae gritted her teeth, eyes rolling to the back of her head from the quaking orgasm.

However, for the languisteed, it was only the beginning. Spurred by the urge to breed, Castle pistoned into Kanae with clear intent to impregnate her fertile womb.

By Kanae's side, Gretchen was still being fucked like a bitch in heat mare. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Drool and cum dribbled down her chin.

"Isn't this… mmmph! Great? To be… bred beside you, my queen… I love it… I love this languisteed dick so much!" Gretchen screamed from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, Castle's dick swelled. As though determined to prove itself the better mate, he thrusted harder into Kanae.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Ahh! What's wrong? You're so rough all of a sudden… good… I like it rough… Please fuck me harder! Fuck me until I can only think of being your mate for life! Guh… going to cum again…!" Kanae squeezed her eyes shut. The pounding Castle was giving her rocked the entire mount. If the springs had been regular posts, it would have snapped already.

Castle plugged Kanae's womb with his dick and let surge a flood of scalding hot cum. There was so much that it squirted out of her pussy, pooling on the floor beneath the breeding mount.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

"What the… That's more than Castle usually lets out," Runald said.

"Oh, my god… it's burning me up inside! Runald, look! It's mating with me— aaaahhh! A languisteed is getting me pregnant!" Kanae cried as her belly swelled from the effects of Versatile Womb.

The expedited birth effect nurtured the offspring within Kanae. Soon, her stomach inflated with the living, breathing languisteed infant. Castle neighed joyfully as though sensing Kanae's successful impregnation. When his dick slipped out with a loud pop, so did a flood of cum and the foal. It hit the ground with a light thud. Although Kanae couldn't see her new languisteed child, she knew by the sound of crying that it was alive and healthy.

"Amazing… This is the Demon Queen of the Commonwealth?" the other squire asked.

"It worked…" Runald sighed in disbelief.

"I'm so jealous, Queen Kanae… I… nngh… wish I could become pregnant with Titan, too…" Gretchen mumbled, her mating seemingly done with Titan missing.

Every fiber in Kanae's body was begging for more. Her twitching pussy was dripping wet with cum.

"Titan? What's wrong, boy?" Runald asked the other languisteed.

As if to answer Kanae's wish, heavy legs came down on the steps. Titan's legs. The great languisteed prodded her pussy, missing and hitting her cheeks instead.

"Hehe… Are you jealous of Castle? You want to mate with me, too, don't you? I'm right here… Your breeding mare slut is ready for your— aaaahhhhhh!" Kanae couldn't finish her sentence.

Titan's dick struck Kanae so deep, it knocked the wind from her lungs. This alpha languisteed pistoned into her with its throbbing cock.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"W-Wow… look at them go," a stablehand muttered.

"I'd rather not." Runald mumbled in return.

"It's so good! It's so good! I'm being made into your breeding slut, too! Fill me up, Titan! Make me have your babies— not just one, all of them… I'm… oh, god… I'm going to…!" Kanae shrieked.

Titan assaulted her with the force of an ogre's punch. He was stronger, thicker, and girther than Castle. It couldn't compare. It could even give Thume and Mitty a run for their gold. Kanae found another cock to thoroughly enjoy. These thrusts were like the clap of thunder and rendered her a mindless slave to be bred.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Kanae instinctively wrapped the length of her tail around Titan's ball sack, massaging the massive batter factory to bring about a bigger load.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! I'm cumming, Titan! I'm going to give birth to your baby!" A mind-melting orgasm robbed Kanae of consciousness.

Only briefly.

Kanae snapped back to her senses as she birthed a second languisteed.

"K-Kanae, are you okay? Should we stop?" Runald came around to ask.

"No." Kanae shook her head and opened her parched mouth. "Bring me the next one, and… I want your dicks, too…"