The Pleasures of Sabron
In the shadowed alleys of Sabron, the city of hedonism, a man staggered forward with the unsteady gait of someone deep in his cups. His hair was half gone, and a prominent middle-aged paunch protruded from his frame, giving him a thoroughly unappealing appearance.
"Ugh! Damn it all. They're all out to get me! Huh?"
Mumbling with a completely slurred tongue, the man yanked down his trousers and began to piss right there in the alley. The stream splashed loudly against the ground.
"Whoa! Look at that flow. Coming out nice and strong!"
Shouting with an excited expression as he watched himself, the man suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Rustle.
"It's... damn cold out here. Ugh. Time to head back."
Dismissing the chill as nothing important, the man resolved that this time, he would definitely win big. With that firm determination, he pulled up his pants, straightened himself, and turned to leave.
Slither.
"Isn't the moon beautiful?"
At that moment, a pair of delicate hands wrapped around him from behind, and a seductive voice flowed into his ear.
"Who..."
The man turned his head and froze, utterly stunned. Glossy, luscious red hair that shimmered in the moonlight. Lips like glistening cherries. Pale, almost translucent white skin. And those large, soft breasts that captured the eye the instant they came into view. She was a stunning beauty, the kind that could sober a man up in a heartbeat.
Why was a woman like her embracing him from behind? The man was confused, yet...
Squish.
Before he knew it, his hand was already groping one of those ample breasts. He couldn't pull away. The soft, yielding texture acted like a trap, refusing to release his hand.
"Shall we... do something fun together?"
She pressed her body even closer to his, whispering sweetly with a coquettish smile. The man was married, yet he could not refuse her temptation. It was simply that...
"Mmm. Yes, like that. Slowly. After all..."
Her seduction was far too lethal. He began to knead her breasts more roughly. Watching them change shape under his hands, she let out a sultry moan and smiled sweetly.
"The night is long, after all."
As she spoke, she gently bit his earlobe. In that instant, the man's reason snapped. All that remained was...
"Ahh. Let's go somewhere else."
Thud! Thud!
He simply surrendered his body to the pleasure she offered. Roughly pulling down his pants and hiking up her skirt to strip away her underwear, the man didn't care that her beautiful naked form was getting soiled in the filthy alley as he thrust into her with wild abandon.
Even as he took her, she pretended to resist but yielded to him obediently. The night... was still very, very long.
The man's life force drained away with each thrust, his essence devoured by the demoness.
Hiss.
Lighting a cigarette, she looked at the man—his face now gaunt—still frantically thrusting his cock into her with a weary expression.
"As expected, married men really are the best."
She stroked his half-bald head affectionately. There was nothing sweeter than the vitality of a man whose heart already belonged to another woman. That was why she always targeted men who already had someone they loved.
"What did Lady Lilith say?"
Burying the man's face between her voluptuous breasts, she asked the hooded woman who had just entered.
The hooded woman remained silent, assessing the situation. Sizzle.
She ground the lit end of the cigarette into the man's forehead. Though it should have caused agony, the man—already melted by pleasure—felt nothing. Her flawless naked body showed not a single imperfection, and the semen that had been splattered across her pristine skin slowly absorbed into her flesh and vanished.
"Haaah!"
Watching the man, now completely shriveled after his final ejaculation, she clicked her tongue in disappointment.
"Already dried up? How unsatisfying."
"...Linieri. Lady Lilith said that the detestable servant of Yuno may be coming to this city."
The hooded woman warned her. At those words, the woman—Linieri—swept her beautiful red hair back and laughed. This revealed her dark crimson nipples and areolas, previously hidden by her hair.
"...How vulgar."
The hooded woman scoffed coldly. No matter that she was a succubus, Linieri's behavior disgusted her.
"Be cautious and keep yourself hidden. That man is the monster who dealt with Lord Amon."
She delivered the warning in a low voice, but Linieri seemed utterly unconcerned.
"Even so... he's still just a man. No male can resist these breasts, you know?"
She emphasized her chest with a pout, but the hooded woman ignored her completely. She had no time to entertain such nonsense.
"Your answer?"
"Yes, yes. I'll behave. By the way, Lady Lilith seems absolutely terrified. Is that man really so frightening?"
Finally offering a resigned affirmative, Linieri asked with genuine curiosity. She simply couldn't understand it. He was only a human male, after all. Even though Lord Amon had died, considering humanity's long history of heroes who could never resist a beautiful woman's wiles, if Lady Lilith truly set her mind to it... shouldn't she be able to handle him effortlessly? Why did they need to be so cautious over a mere human?
She couldn't comprehend it.
"I don't know that part either..."
In truth, the hooded woman shared the same doubt. If it was Lady Lilith of all people, surely she could seduce any man...
"The servants of Yuno have always been a nuisance. It can't hurt to stay vigilant."
Was it because he was one of Yuno's servants? Those madmen wrapped in the skirts of that cunning bitch were lunatics who spouted nonsense about protecting the weak in Yuno's name. There was no guarantee her seduction would work on them... there had already been precedents.
"She failed with that man called Hermann before. That's why she's being careful."
"Maybe that man is some kind of homosexual? I just can't believe Lady Lilith's charms wouldn't work on him..."
Linieri grumbled, but she understood the warning.
"So I just need to stay quiet? Until when?"
"...Until that man leaves the city."
At that answer, Linieri frowned slightly. That sounded... incredibly boring. With that thought, she flopped onto the bed.
"Oh! Take care of the corpse when you go."
As if just remembering, she tossed the man—who now resembled a dried-up squid—to the hooded woman. The woman looked down at the corpse.
"..."
Though her face was hidden by the hood, her profound discomfort was obvious as she picked up the body. Then, astonishingly, she brought it to her mouth.
Crunch. Crunch.
She began to devour the emaciated corpse whole. The sight of the body disappearing into her hood was utterly grotesque, yet no one present commented on it.
"All done?"
"Yes! Thank you. Disposing of the corpses after I've drained their essence is always such a hassle."
Linieri nodded at the woman who had finished eating the corpse. Once she left, Linieri remained alone, staring at the ceiling.
Time to rest, I suppose...
Her body was already itching with need. She craved a man's body right this instant.
The city of pleasure, gambling, and vice.
A place where priests should never tread.
The city of hedonism, Sabron. What defined it were drugs, women, and gambling. In that sense, it was a depraved place utterly unsuited for a priest.
"Hey, handsome. Got some time?"
The moment they set foot in the city, a prostitute with teeth stained yellow from drugs flashed them a seductive grin. The streets were thick with the smoke of narcotics, and the air reeked of alcohol. Everywhere came the sounds of gambling, and from the back alleys echoed the lewd cries of couples rutting on the spot.
"Ahh, baby. I'm losing my mind."
"Look at this bitch dripping all over the place. What a fucking whore."
Slap. Slap.
A woman with her clothes half torn off was wrapped in the arms of a gap-toothed man, juices flowing freely as she took his cock. Watching this, Asa's face flushed bright red with embarrassment.
Jenkinson glanced at the scene before continuing down the street without pause. Whether people were fucking in the streets or not, if it had nothing to do with his mission, he had no desire to pay it any mind.
"Wow... this city really is incredibly lewd."
But Asa seemed to feel differently. She was still blushing like a pure maiden.
"Well... yes, it is. Anyway, we should meet up with the others here."
Jenkinson answered her absently, his sharp green eyes scanning the area calmly. She should be here by now...
Has she not arrived yet?
After probing with his magic, Jenkinson realized she had not yet reached the city. They could wait inside, but...
"Shall we wait a bit? She'll be here today anyway."
Jenkinson returned to a bench near the station and sat down firmly. He couldn't possibly let such an esteemed person wander around a city like this alone with only a holy knight for company. That was his reasoning.
Asa sat beside him and asked anxiously, "Will this really be alright? This place is far worse than I imagined."
Her expression was full of worry. The stench of drugs was already making her head feel fuzzy. How were they supposed to operate in such a corrupt city? Asa felt utterly overwhelmed.
But Jenkinson simply replied with calm indifference.
"All of this is according to the Goddess's will, Sir Asa. We need only carry out her will."
Jenkinson felt no concern whatsoever. No matter what kind of city it was or what the situation might be, there was nothing that required his worry. He—and all priests—were servants of the Goddess. Wherever they were, they simply did what needed to be done.