572: Incest is the F*cking Best!
“Captain, something is seriously wrong here,” Gamesh said to his shorter fellow captain.
“Could you be any less specific?” Flavna asked.
“For starters, there is a powerful barrier around those two. A sphere. And it just expanded even more—just past that guy that’s laying face down with his naked ass toward us.”
“Can you two useless morons do something already!?” ‘Ophelia’ screamed while Olivia held her in the air by her neck. “She already killed daddy and fucked half our guards unconscious!”
“Can you slip past it?” Flavna asked Gamesh, ignoring the princess.
“With enough time to prepare—”
“Plan B it is,” Flavna decided and sprinted straight ahead to Olivia and ‘Ophelia’.
“Isn’t it always?” despite Flavna’s sudden, dazzling speed, Gamesh had the reflexes to cast a spell. Light ribbons formed and wrapped around Flavna’s legs just before she leaped ahead and landed a spinning kick right against the invisible barrier.
“Ugh,” Flavna grimaced and flipped backward. The impact sent ripples throughout the surface of the invisible barrier, allowing everyone to see its reach. However, the ripples dissipated within seconds and the barrier itself seemed to remain intact.
Even she can’t get through that thing? Beatrice’s worry about Olivia grew even more. At least she’s not attacking us for the moment… “Ember!? Can you do something about that ridiculous wall?”
“Forget it!” Ember all but laughed. “Even if I was at my prime, there’s no way. We better get out of here.”
“Get-why!? You know what’s going on?”
“Probably…”
“Of course, she does!” Olivia said, but her voice was distorted, several pitches lower than the usual. Like a mix of two voices. “How had this casual life been treating you, Ember?”
Ah, shit! Beatrice had some experience with altered mind states. But this whole ‘Exorcism’ thing she had no idea how to tackle.
“Queen Merillia left us a parting gift,” Ember said.
“She did no such thing,” Olivia chuckled. “When I saw you, I knew you could escape. So, this little excursion is all me.”
On the opposite side of the barrier Flavna looked for an explanation, “Gamesh?”
The blue-haired captain closed his eyes and quietly chanted a spell.
Ember walked up to Beatrice, grabbed her by the hand and said, “We need to leave, now!”
“I will not!” Beatrice pulled her hand away.
“Have you not had enough last time!?” Ember shouted in frustration.
“Go ahead, run again!” Olivia laughed. “You two are laughably inconsequential. I came here for this.”
“Ember, who is that?” Beatrice asked.
“Back off, pretty boy!” Olivia growled.
“Ghuah!?” Gamesh got knocked back by an invisible force. He shook off the effects of the mysterious attack and screamed, “Flavna, get away from them!”
“It’s one of the Sovereigns, Beelzebub,” Ember said. “Well, a small part of him. Trying to contain even a third of his spirit would’ve been enough to tear that poor idiot’s body apart from inside out.”
“Beelze… That’s the thing that was inside the Queen?” Beatrice asked.
“Just the fact that she can keep her body together is impressive,” Ember said and grabbed Beatrice’s hand again. “Now, let’s talk about this somewhere else!”
“I already told you; I will not leave her!”
“And what do you plan to do then!? You can’t fuck a Sovereign out of her!”
“I might just try! It’s still better than giving up!”
“Hm? A ‘you’re still inside there somewhere’ hate-fuck between friends?” Olivia asked. “It’s not like this one wouldn’t be down to getting railed by you again. I might indulge that later. Will it get all sappy? Oh, but only if we also get her sister involved!”
“Don’t talk about me like some-huurhk!”
“Shut it!” Olivia said and choked ‘Ophelia’ to silence.
“S-sister?” Beatrice asked.
“Of course!” Olivia raised her voice proudly. “Why did you think I got interested in this pathetic excuse for a fighter? While Merillia toyed with her I peeked into her mind. Two loving sisters cruelly separated. How could I resist their plight? After a daring rescue they share a warm, loving embrace. After all they endured, their feelings for each other run wild; their hands slip where they shouldn’t; their lips touch, they feel each other’s hotness…”
“Stop,” Beatrice’s voice trembled as she helplessly watched from behind an impenetrable barrier.
“Of course, this turned out even better!” Olivia laughed. “One sister in denial, another a monster. It’s one thing to partake in a loving sisterly relationship. To have them fuck each other out of hate, ha-ha-ha! Look at how hard her cock is! She’s aching to ravage her sister! And my delay is only making her dick hurt more, her urge rise more! Incest is the fucking best!”