“Now that we are alone,” Sukal stated, his tone turning serious as he leaned close, a clouded expression covering his handsome face. “Are you going to harm my daughter?”

“…”

“You misunderstand, Sukal,” I chuckled, liking his devotion as a father, and I was truly surprised that even in his fucked-up state, his priority wasn’t himself but his daughter—a man that loves his child so dearly to the point that he was ready to jump at me and fight to the death.

“You do know the source of your sickness,” I stated, my tone suddenly changing from cheerful to cold, my gaze piercing his soul. “Don’t you?”

“Y-Yes,” Sukal responded, his voice wavering slightly as he felt the danger he was in. He bit his lip and closed his eyes, calming himself before speaking.

“The day I got injured,” the horseman began slowly, his words measured and carefully chosen. “My daughter and I searched the woods for some healing herbs and luckily found some, but suddenly, some strange things happened,” he paused, taking a deep breath. “When my daughter reached to pick up those herbs, the ground beneath her suddenly turned into some purple sludgy thing and engulfed her.”

“What happened next?” I inquired, curious to know what led these two to have such an unusual bond.

“Nothing, that purple thing disappeared as fast as it appeared,” the horseman answered with a sigh, his eyes gazing at the long three-meter-tall wooden spear that I had failed to see before.

“But things changed after that. My daughter started acting different from before,” he continued, his brows furrowing slightly at the recollection. “The same goes for me. Every time I see her, my emotions go wild, my heart beats fast, and I keep thinking dirty stuff about my own child. I want her in more ways than as a daughter. A parent shouldn’t think that way, and that led me to being more sick with time.”

‘Yep, it’s totally the fault of the stone,’ I grinned internally, my thought confirmed by his words. ‘His health is being absorbed slowly by the stone every time they do something intimate.’

“Did you have any sexual intercourse with Soraka after the incident?” I asked, wanting to make sure. I could sense that Soraka was a virgin, but the purple stone could have the ability to restore her virginity for more lust harvesting. Cause, you know, there is nothing better than a virgin pussy to rip and taste.

“What?!” the centaur gasped, his eyes widened as he stared at me, shocked by my question. But I wasn’t affected. Instead, the corners of my lips lifted into a smile as I smelled his lust.

“N-No, I didn’t,” Sukal managed, his voice trembling, yet his expression betrayed nothing. He clenched his jaw shut and swallowed hard. A conflicted look appeared in his eyes, but before I could question him further, he suddenly spoke up.

“I wanted to, more than anything,” Sukal choked out, his voice strained as he fought back the pain. A hint of despair crept into his eyes as he continued. “However, that desire also brought me shame. I couldn’t let myself sleep beside her knowing full well of my sinful thoughts.”

“…”

A heavy silence filled the room, my thoughts running wild. I understood his pain, but at the same time, I wanted to punch his motherfucker face. How can he not have sex with that lovely girl? There is no way I would miss that chance if it was mine. But again, what I can achieve and my desires are beyond the minds of mortals.

‘Herma, can I heal him?’ I mentally asked my assistant.

[Yes, but I won’t recommend you to do it here, Morgana,] Herma replied. [You can remove the lustful energy by absorbing it; however, to restore his body to its prime, it will be best to use your divine energy, and I recommend letting the male centaur slowly heal inside your temple.]

‘Why is that?’ I asked, curiosity seeping through my veins. But then I understood what Herma was implying.

‘A rapid healing could affect his body in the long run after suffering from the drain of that artifact.’

[Exactly.]

Slow or rapid healing both work for me. Since my deal with Soraka was to heal her father right now, what happened in the future isn’t my problem to deal with. However, with one quick glance at Sukal, I understood two things.

The centaur was a great warrior and a valuable breeder. I didn’t pay much attention to it before, but now, meeting people outside of my land made me realize more good things about my first aspect. I can determine if the person next to me would be good for breeding or not. For example, I could sense that breeding with Sukal, even in his current state, would give me stronger daughters, far stronger than breeding with Soraka.

And me, Morgana, the breeder, would never turn a chance like that down.

“Sukal,” I began, my voice steady and commanding, “I have a proposal for you.”

“What kind of proposal?” Sukal asked, his curiosity evident.

“A mutually beneficial proposal,” I replied, my tone as professional as it could be. “But before I explain my proposition, I just want you to know that I promised Soraka to heal you, and I intend to keep it.”

“So healing me isn’t part of the proposal,” he nodded. A thoughtful expression flashed across his face. “Tell me.”

“Well,” I smiled, leaning forward slightly, raising two fingers, meeting his gaze. “I want two things from you, and I’ll reward you far beyond just healing.”

“One: I want you to work for me as a warrior and help me train a few of my people,” I began, my tone turning serious. “It’s not going to be something extreme but something to help them survive better.”

“W-work for you?” he repeated, slightly surprised. But then he smirked, his gaze unwavering, holding mine. There was a glint of amusement in his eyes as he spoke, “If this old warrior’s bones are able, then consider it done,” he chuckled.

‘Good, now the second one.’

“Second one: I want you to breed me.”

“Pfft… Cough Cough!”

Sukal’s reaction was more shocking than it should have been. His calm attitude changed into a panicked one. His face was instantly filled with an embarrassed blush, and his eyes widened like never before.

‘How cute… an old man blushing.’

“H-Hold on for a sec… uh.. please,” he said, his words spilling from his mouth as fast as his heart was beating. The blush didn’t leave his cheeks as he attempted to calm his racing pulse, but it was of no use. His body was trembling in embarrassment, unable to respond coherently.

“W-What are you talking about,” he mumbled in shame. “How can a centaur like myself breed with someone like you… Y-you’re just joking. Don’t tease a man on death’s doorstep.”

“Joking?” I chuckled, amusement dancing in my eyes as he spluttered uncontrollably. There was no doubt in my mind, no hesitation as I stared at him, his panic rising. He was indeed embarrassed by the proposal. I could tell from the flush on his cheeks to the sweat breaking out on his brow, but there was also a desire lingering there. Something was hidden, yearning. And I was willing to take advantage of it.

“Sukal.”

“Eh?” Sukal lifted his head to see me strutting towards him, a knowing smirk playing upon my lips. He stiffened, his eyes locking with mine. “Wh-Whaa—”

I leaned towards him and raised my left hand, bringing it down gently onto his shoulder. His body shuddered slightly under the touch, his breathing increasing rapidly. But then, I smiled at him. Not the same playful smile as before, but an intimate one, filled with warmth and kindness.

“I can give birth to anything,” I whispered, leaning in closer until our lips almost touched. The air between us grew thick with desire. A hungry gaze flitted across Sukal’s eyes, but still, he remained hesitant.

“W-What do you mean…” The centaur coughed awkwardly, the embarrassment still plastered on his face.

“Anything. Centaur or otherwise,” I grinned, my grin only growing wider when I sensed his lust for me. Sadly, due to his condition, his horse dick was a mere four inches in size and couldn’t pleasure my womb properly.

“Sukal, you’re a strong man and a great hunter,” I whispered, rubbing my hands down his naked body and tracing my fingers gently over his muscular chest. “Your seed can breed strong offspring, and your daughters will be as pretty as yours. I can sense that much and more.”

“B-But… I already have a daughter,” he murmured. His expression grew grim as his gaze shifted towards the door where Soraka was probably waiting outside, unaware that her beloved father was dying to have sex with me or her, no matter how much he tried to deny it.

“Shhh! Don’t worry about Soraka,” I placed my left hand on his cheek, turning his gaze towards mine, gazing deep into his blue eyes and giving a comforting wink. “Trust me, Soraka is very lonely, and she would be very happy when she hears the good news.”

“W-What good news?” he gulped, a shiver running down his spine from my comforting voice.

“The good news is… that her lovely father can be a man again and give her beautiful young sisters, as strong and brave as she,” I answered, knowing the right words to make his mind break down and let himself do as his desire commands him.

“You want that too, don’t you, Sukal?”

“…”

“Beautiful centaur daughters… just imagine it,” I pressed the matter more. “Calling you daddy, their hooves and tiny little hands and fingers clinging to yours, and their bellies swollen with your semen, growing with your offspring.”

“….”

His heart was pounding in his chest like never before. His erection, standing painfully erect, the blood coursing through his veins making his shaft swell until it seemed ready to burst. His entire being trembled in anticipation. His mind swam with images, vivid images. Images of his new daughters.

“What should I do?”

“Be a man and breed me. Put as many daughters as you can in my womb.”

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