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— Spirit World, Frozen Prison, Cocyutus.

\'I cannot believe this was the punishment he said…\'

Silvari sat watching the two cuddle each other. Her eyes watched the white cream seep from her rival\'s lower body in envy. They chained her to a frozen wall and forced to watch their copulation even after, then went to bed and enjoyed several more rounds together.

\'I… Did something strange awaken in me?\'

She looked down to see her own underwear stained in thick nectar that still drizzled from her forbidden garden. She saw the pair at it again. This time, Efrita was on top.

\'No… Please! Shove it inside me! Mess my insides up, not hers!\'

Her cried went ignored as she felt the familiar heat in her womb and damp between her legs. She tilted her head and bit the ice near her neck and used her own fabric to stroke lower body against to intensify her pleasure.

The sad Ice deity remained in such a sorry state alone as her delighted whimpers went unheard.

— Vincent\'s room, 7.00 am.

Efrita refused to let him stop his routine and after their morning round of sex, dragged him into the basement to train for an hour. Today the dark elf didn\'t visit, which was strange, so Efrita herself made the breakfast.

"Haa…Haa… How do you get so flexible? I was sure I had you…" Vincent said, in complaint. He could fight equally with Tania, but Efrita was almost nightmare mode and used her tail and wings to trip or blind him before she countered.

"Fufu, don\'t worry! I have many years of experiences I will teach you all I know. You are a quick learner! Here… it\'s a little scorched, but please enjoy!"

He looked at her cute face that was filled with shame and expectation. Her breakfast was simple as he liked just some eggs, sausage, bacon and beans.

The eggs, sausage, and beans were perfect and close to Tania\'s level. Efrita caught the bacon a little and seemed to feel regretful.

\'Well, who cares! She is so kind to me and tried so hard!\'

"Amu! Mmmm."

Crunch!

Her cooking skills were quite good. The egg was perfect and fried just how he liked. She must have paid attention to when he ate... This made him feel warm inside and value this fiery daemon woman.

Vincent wolfed down her meal and enjoyed every moment. Bacon with a bit of charring didn\'t affect the taste too much. Bacon is supreme, after all.

*Cough!*

He ate with too much enthusiasm, as it almost got stuck in his throat. His beloved daemon quickly pulled out a glass of cold orange juice. The fact it was still cold meant she tried extremely hard to control her natural body heat.

"Hey, careful lord! Here, drink this... You\'ll choke!"

He felt she was more sweet than anyone else. She sat beside him and pushed a small glass of orange juice that she squeezed herself moments before. Her eyes watched as he gulped the drink down, now able to swallow the food stuck in his throat.

"Mmmph. Thanks, Efrita. How would I survive without you?"

"Fufu, you have many other women and even more will flock to you in the future."

She softly wiped the crumbs from his lips and chest with a faint smile. Efrita had never felt so amazing for as long as she could remember. With one last pat, her hands softly traced up his pecs, along his neck, and stroked his soft pink lips.

"But lord, this knight shall never forsake you. No matter the amount of women or how long you leave me. Just one call and I shall give you all the passionate fire you can handle!"

Chu!

Her hot lips pecked against his cheeks

Chuu!

Then his lips with a long smooch.

\'I cannot stop this love for you. My feelings of joy from the moment you speak. Efrita el Regina swears until the end of my existence. My love shall be for you alone.\'

"Te amo in aeternum, Vincent..."

The moment she was about to pull away, his large hands held both her cheeks as he gently kissed her soft lips. The kiss lacked the intense passion of earlier. It was gentle, filled with affectionate love.

His lips copied hers as he placed a kiss on her forehead first.

Chu!

Vincent then kissed lips gently

Chuu!

Finally, he gave her cheeks a loving peck.

"Quam pulchra es Efrita..."

"My beloved queen of fire!"

— Several hours later, Verina Academy, Class 7S.

Vincent spent so long with his sweet morning with Efrita that when she needed to return, he felt sorrow. But he promised to keep going to school and do his best before his mother agreed to leave with Milla.

\'Well... I cannot let Felia down, now I have both Celine, Efrita and the succubi.\'

<Master... Did you fall in love with that flame daemon? She\'s quite adorable even from my view.>

\'I don\'t understand what love is. My heart aches when she is not around and the cute actions she takes make me feel excited and the smallest gestures she makes allows me to forget the stress of my dark future.\'

<Well...>

His thoughts continued before she could speak and allowed her to understand her master a little better.

\'Felia is my sun, the bright eternal muse, always present and in my sights.\'

\'Efrita is my moon, always there, yet never seeks my love. Forever giving her passionate, gentle love the moment I need her.\'

<(You are becoming more romantic and poetic... Maybe I should ask about Silvaria, your mother or even myself?)>

Vincent sat in his seat and leaned back. His classmates ran around as they spoke about their future. Whether it be dungeons or their party members. He noticed that neither Felia and Tania were present. Which was probably because of the death of that noble yesterday.

\'Sorry Felia... I will make it up to you and take you on two dates.\'

— Somewhere on the border of the Phoenix empire on a flying eagle.

\'My darling just promised something amazing! I can feel his love in my heart!

— Classroom 7S

Tap Tap Tap!

Someone entered the class with a rough yet soft tapping. The person might be barefoot with clawed toes or wore steel boots.

When she appeared, Odette gave a look of anger and fear. This girl was someone she wished to avoid at all costs.

The girl had sleek grey hair down to her shoulders with a choppy fringe. Her ears were on top of her head were silver and black striped ears that matched her soft tail that swung around her hips. She was a beastman with white tiger genes. Her eyes narrowed as the pretty aquamarine colour shone in the bright afternoon sun.

Sniff!

She sniffed the air and walked around the boys to compare the scent she was looking for.

Many people backed off because she was notorious. Her name and title were something that all normal people wanted to avoid.

They called her "The Crazed Berserker!" A girl who killed two of her partners during their first dungeon run as a class.

She is also the second daughter of the Von Conzelmann house born to the beastman maid and given the title of disgrace of her house many times that she gave up.

Her attire was very revealing as she wore a tight latex like sports bra and matching tight pants that dug into her crotch to reveal her firm and beautiful buttocks. It was actually the style and brand Vincent\'s mother created and Zera was one of her few die-hard fans.

The reason?

Well... Verda was strange and magic and blacksmiths could can enchant or enhance all her training outfits with their skills.

Zera spent most of the money she earned on increasing her speed and power. Her element was Ice. She fought with her claws and feet, supporting them with her fierce close range ice magic.

"Ah!?"

She caught her target\'s scent, which caused her voice to become bright and cheerful. Her short tiger body skipped to the window and patted onto Vincent\'s table as a massive smile appeared on her face. Her tail swung out of delight as it coiled his arm and stroked against him.

"You!"

"I want you!"

"Be mine!"

"Hmmn!"

Her thumb rose as she spoke.

Zera said three short sentences with a bright voice filled with delight. Her body rubbed against his arms in a friendly way. The opposite of her normal angry and sharp actions to others.

<Oh, another cute girl jumps into my master\'s lap, eh?>

Vincent was confused. His mind was back with his spirits and Felia. He wanted to allow them all to meet and get along. Efrita would be the choice to organise this, as she seemed the only one open to the other women, except Silvari.

He looked closer at the girl and felt she was familiar to someone he knew. She had a black mark on each side of her cheek, like whiskers, but along her skin like a tattoo or marking.

"If you\'ll be mine too, let\'s agree." He said in response.

His instinct told him she would be a great addition to his party.