It took a few minutes for the pain to subside, which also saw me finish the tasty cigar. I will be sure to give Lucille a big kiss as a reward for acquiring it for me, it was a very nice companion to have while I contemplated life after sex.
Not like any negative benefits from smoking could ever hope to hurt me. As a primordial, I was sure my body would more than easily counter them, and if not, then I had an absolute bombshell of a healer awaiting the very opportunity to use her spells on me.
As for the results of the new transformation was… 1 inch.
At least, as far as the visual side of things went.
I was no longer the owner of an 8 incher, but a 9 one.
I can already imagine the shocked, frightened expressions of my ladies as they come face to face with the upgraded monster.
For the Blessed Seed part, I didn’t feel anything different, but one thing was for certain. I had the distinct ability to turn my semen back into a normal one. I could tell this just like I instinctively knew that I could turn my seed infertile after the Primordial Breeding Physique transformation of mine.
…
Selene awoke from her slumber with extreme grogginess. Her body felt sluggish like she’d just slept for a year straight. Once she opened her eyes, an extremely ugly room welcomed her. It was so cheap that she instantly felt like scoffing. Which dumbass brought her to a peasant’s home?
Wait, why was she here in the first place?!
Furthermore, where was she?!
Such thoughts convulsed violently in her head, making her snobbish attitude quickly turn to one of extreme panic. As she craned her neck to look around, the well-endowed red-haired woman quickly came eye-to-eye with her lover.
For a moment she exhaled with joy, “Cedric!” But when she saw that he was chained to a chair her panic turned into overdrive. She glanced down and saw that her waist was restrained in the same manner and that her hands were clasped together behind the chair.
“Selene…” The man in question returned her greeting wryly.
“What is going on?!” She screamed in fright.
“What do you think?”
“I don’t know! If I did, I wouldn’t be asking you!” Selene spat with fury. She hated how much of a dumbass her fiance was at times.
“Hahaha…” Cedric laughed dejectedly. However, in the next moment, he glared deeply into Selene’s eyes, shocking her greatly. He was angry – very much so. “It seems you forgot how you decided on a whim to turn traitor and shoot Devil in the back? While we were in the middle of fighting the enemies?! While he rushed to our side to help us out because our own fucking Heralds kept falling like logs?! He abandoned his safe position in the backline so that he could protect the group and all he got for it was a fire spell burning him alive! Have you no shame?!”
Cedric was a swordsman who preferred to solve things with his blade. He knew that Selene was pure hedonistic evil, and he didn’t mind it that much, but her doing what she did didn’t sit well with him. He wanted to challenge Devil to a duel and settle things the manly way.
His revelation instantly brought Selene up to speed, as if her brain had been unclogged, numerous memories began flooding in all at once.
“Curses!!! We have to get away!” She hissed desperately.
Did that retarded man really think she could be restrained by these simple chains? She was a fire mage sitting on a wooden chair for Goddess’ sake! She will just melt it all away.
As she concentrated on her mana and established the link needed to cast her spells, something horrible happened.
She was not able to access her mana reserves. Not at all. It felt as if she had no mana.
“What the?!” She shouted, receiving tired shaking of Cedric’s head.
“I might be a bit dumb, but do you seriously think I didn’t try to free us? That I just sat here while drooling incessantly?”
What the duo didn’t know was that Quinlan was no longer a simple Slave Master but the Primordial Subjugator. The class’ innate spell, [Subjugation], was much mightier than the simple [Slave Contract], so much so that it allowed the slaves to be ordered even if they were not listening. If a normal slave was sleeping and their master said ‘cook me a meal’, nothing would happen because the order was not received. If the Primordial Subjugator did the same, the slave would immediately jolt awake, rush to the kitchen, and begin preparing a meal even if their brain itself was not caught up with reality.
Therefore, Quinlan ordering the knocked-out duo to ‘don’t utilize your base stats nor mana’ was more than enough to turn them into weaklings who had no way to overcome their restraints.
Could he have said something like ‘don’t try to escape’ or ‘don’t move an inch’?
Yes.
But it was more exciting this way. He wanted Selene to feel hopeless.
Selene had to give it to her fiance, he was right. “But then what is going on?!”
“Your guess is as good as mine. Or perhaps better, aren’t you supposed to be the brains while I’m the muscle?” Cedric asked with a bit of mockery in his tone. It was very easy for the redhead mage to understand that he blamed her for their situation. Stay tuned to empire
“Don’t you dare have that attitude with me! Focus on your strength instead. I can’t use mana but you should have access to your high base stats. Taking them away is nearly impossible.”
“I already said I tried.”
“Try harder then!”
“Like a real married couple, aren’t they just adorable? I can’t help but wonder if me and my ladies will reach such a lovely state in our relationship as well.” A deep, masculine voice sounded all of a sudden.
The pair snapped their heads in its direction immediately and came face to face with a tall, extremely handsome man. He was looking at them amusedly as if they were circus clowns.
“Your relationship seems much more healthy if you ask me…” A serene, beautiful feminine voice replied. It came from the woman next to him. She was an elf who was quite likely the most gorgeous woman either of them had ever seen.
Selene didn’t recognize the pair, but she had a very ominous feeling tugging in her chest.
“Plump Fox and her Dumb Hound. This is the first time you see my face, so allow me to introduce myself. I’m Quinlan, but you know me as Devil.”
‘No! No!! This can’t be happening!!!’ The woman cried inwardly.
