“Take care of yourself, out there Little one”

“Y-Yes, I will Father” the young horse girl nodded. Her eyes were still gleaming from the tears, but she was smiling and that’s what mattered the most to the old centaur.

“Now go,” He added, giving his daughter a warm hug before pulling away and gently patting her on the back.

“I’m ready,” Sukal said, turning to face me. The look on his face was confident and strong, totally different from a few minutes ago. When that lustful energy and horniness died out, he snapped out of his trance and returned to normal, and the look on his face was of pure horror. Imagine a strong and proud warrior, feeling so deep in pleasure that he lost control of his own self and sucked a cock in front of his own daughter.

‘Phew that was a close call’ I sighed in relief if I waited a little bit longer, Sukal’s mind would be broken for sure, which would be very bad for my plans, so I had to use my skill ‘Influence’ to remove the guilt and plant the thought that sucking dicks along with everything he did was normal.

“Alright then,” I smiled, my gaze meeting him, opening my system and the map.

“Remember, you’ll fall into a deep sleep for three days or a week at most,” I explained. “And when you wake up you’ll find yourself inside my temple.”

“Three days,” he repeated, his brows furrowing slightly. “What will happen to my body?”

“Your body will be transported inside my temple,” I answered, placing my hand on his shoulder. “Your body will be healed completely by the time you wake up.”

“I see…” His expression softened slightly, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine,” I reassured him, giving his shoulder a comforting squeeze. “I’ll take good care of your body.”

“I trust you.”

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he closed his eyes, relaxing his shoulders slightly. He took a deep breath, then nodded at me. His gaze was filled with determination, yet there was a tinge of fear in his voice as he spoke.

“Take care of my daughter.”

“I will,” I replied without hesitation, returning his nod. My lips curled into a smile as I patted his back one last time, before mentally pressing a few buttons in my system, preparing to teleport the old centaur. This was a new function I received when I built my temple—I could teleport people to it at will, and from there, they could enter my land.

‘A new loophole.’

“Be ready,” I whispered, and as soon as I said those words, Sukal’s body glowed in bright golden light, slowly disappearing.

“See you later,” Soraka waved at her father as he disappeared in a flash of golden light. Her face was filled with sadness, but there was also a hint of relief in her eyes. She knew that her father would be safe in my care, and that was enough to ease her worries.

“Okay, now it’s time to move to the next step,” I mumbled, gazing at Soraka’s big, round blue eyes.

“I’ll show you the place,” she said, reaching with her hand, and picking up the long wooden spear that Sukal had left on the wall earlier. The spear was three meters long and two inches thick, made out of very strong wood. The tip was made from stone—a sharp, hard piece of stone.

“Let’s go,” the horse girl added, and she kicked the door of her small home open, then exited, followed by me. I didn’t tell Soraka that her father’s condition was due to the purple stone in her testicles. Given her character, I was pretty sure that she would blame herself for hurting her own father—something she wouldn’t forgive herself for.

‘Better keep quiet and deal with the issue in the shadows,’ I said to myself as I followed the blonde centaur girl. The sound of her hooves hitting the dry earth filled my ears, along with the slight breeze blowing through the woods. The cool air felt refreshing on my naked skin. She was taking me to the spot where she was attacked by that purple thing.

“I just can’t get that stuff out of my mind,” Soraka sighed. She placed a hand on her chest, her eyes flickering down at the grassy forest floor beneath our feet. I stayed quiet, letting her talk at her own pace.

“It happened so quickly. One moment, I was standing outside the hut. Next, I was covered with white stuff and your cock in my mouth.”

“Hehehe,” I chuckled, remembering what happened an hour ago. The look in her eyes had been utterly transfixed, and I could tell from the hunger in her voice that she had enjoyed every second. And the size of her testicles confirmed my thought—the purple stone reacted based on her thoughts and desires. The lust energy she absorbed from her father was based on a deep desire she had for him.

I tested it after lowering my resistance to the stone. At first, the stone didn’t absorb the energy from me, but when I leaned in and whispered to Soraka that when her father heals, he’ll breed us both, suddenly the stone started working—absorbing my sexual energy, filling her testicles more, which also caused the centaur girl to get really horny and devour my cock again.

‘More testing is required.’

I didn’t want to press her on that matter, especially since it would only be adding unnecessary guilt. She must feel awkward enough already, having a sex incident with her father—it was best not to burden her even more than this, at least for now, since my focus was on finding where the fuck this purple stone came from.

“The place is not far from here, just a little further,” the young blonde centaur girl declared while changing direction and walking to the left, heading for a small mountain that I could see in the far distance.

“That was fast,” I commented as I rushed my steps to stay by her side. “Did you come back here again after the incident?”

“N-No, my father forbade me from that,” Soraka blushed as she walked and held the heavy wooden spear like it was a toothpick.

“He was right to do so,” I replied, my voice gentle. “It’s not safe to return to the scene of an attack, especially when you don’t know what you’re dealing with.”

“Yeah… but I couldn’t help myself,” she admitted, her voice softening. “I had to know more about what happened to me. I needed to understand why I felt so… different.”

“We’ll find out,” I assured her, placing a comforting hand on her horseback. I could tell that she was scared, even though she was trying her hardest to be brave.

“Together.” I smiled at her, the expression warm and genuine, wanting her to see how much I trusted and believed in her. The reaction I got was kinda funny—her entire face instantly turned into a tomato.

The path led us through a dense forest, the trees casting long, dappled shadows across the forest floor. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine needles, and the only sounds were the rustling of leaves and the occasional chirp of a bird. Soraka moved with quiet grace, her hooves barely disturbing the undergrowth. She seemed to be in her element, at home in the wilderness.

As we continued our journey, the landscape began to change. The dense forest gave way to rocky terrain, and the small mountain loomed closer. The air grew cooler, and the sound of her hooves and my footsteps echoed against the hard stone ground. We didn’t speak much, each of us lost in our thoughts, our eyes peeled for any potential threats.

“We’re almost there,” Soraka said, her voice barely above a whisper. She pointed towards a narrow path that wound its way up the side of the mountain. “It happened just up ahead.”

“Okay,” I nodded, my senses heightening as we approached the site of the incident. The path was steep and treacherous, but Soraka navigated it with ease, her hooves sure and steady. I followed closely behind, my eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.

Finally, we reached a small clearing at the base of the mountain. The sight of the simple and lovely dandelion flowers filling the place was oddly nostalgic, almost feeling like home, which was true since I could recall that inside the trial my Aunt Maria had a small garden that was filled with dandelions and other kinds of beautiful plants. She used them to make oil to create a liquid that acted as a lube during her son’s orgies, which she was totally into.

‘Well… it wasn’t my fault she was already corrupted. I just gave her a small push,’ I smiled, remembering how she used that massive dildo I gave her to destroy her son’s ass in bed.

‘Still need to figure out how to use those three magical rings. Maybe Herma can help with this.’

“Morgana, this is the place,” Soraka suddenly called, snapping me from my thoughts. I looked up and saw her pointing at a specific location.

“Interesting,” I commented, examining the spot. It was the only one that was black like someone had tried to burn the earth and failed. And when I examined it more closely, my eyes suddenly were able to see thin purple lines connected together like a spider web beneath the earth. On some lines, I was able to spot strange symbols floating around like particles in a dense mist.

‘Herma, is this a magical circle?’ I asked my assistant, hoping to get some insight into the strange site. She was the only one with vast knowledge.

[Yes, Morgana. This is a magical circle, an array to be precise—a powerful one, created to prevent people from entering,] Herma responded immediately.

“Or keep something in,” I muttered, my eyes narrowing as I traced the faint purple lines with my gaze. Standing to my feet, I extended my hand, using my blood magic to create three items: two massive hammers and one big nail. Throwing one of the hammers to Soraka, I spoke.

“Captain Horsey, we’re going to do some hammering and get sweaty.”

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