Chapter 204: Zaphis Explains the World!
"What the hell? When did you get here from Awis?"
"Why, just today, of course! Who'd have thought I'd run into my old friend again like this! To celebrate, how about a reunion song from yours truly...!"
*Diring~*
"Ah, skip that."
"Aw, too bad. Friends like you never get into the mood sometimes."
"So what about the ranch? How come you're here instead?"
"The ranch! Man, that was the perfect spot for work—too perfect! I would've loved to stay forever! All thanks to you, Hypno!"
"Thanks to me?"
"Yep! Ever since you gave me the okay to judge those cow bikini contests, some of the female staff kept asking for 're-evaluations'! Grrrah! Those were the days!"
"Ah, got it."
Hypno hadn't undone the hypnosis when he left the ranch. That meant the women who'd tasted his cock—and reawakened to the pleasures of sex—were still pent-up and horny. The frustrated ones had been seducing Zaphis under the guise of "re-evaluations."
"But! I'm a bard! I have a duty to spread my songs and stories across the world, bringing joy to all!"
Guy's got some serious professional spirit.
"So you're here in Awis to sing?"
"You got it! And right now's the perfect season for bards—there's a song that's just begging to be performed!"
"A song perfect for bards?"
"Yeah! The classic Demon King versus Hero ballad! Specifically, the one about the omens of the Demon King's revival—the most fitting for this time of year!"
"Omen of the Demon King revival song?"
"As you know, friend, the cycle for the Demon King's revival is almost here."
The Demon King's revival cycle... Come to think of it, I don't know much about this world at all.
All Hypno knew about the world came from Lenia, Lani, and the Poling guild receptionist Tris: the structure of the Adventurer's Guild and Mage's Guild, and that this was the Middle World, sandwiched between the divine and demonic realms.
This is a good chance to learn more in detail. Anyway...
Hypno grinned at Premi.
"Premi, come with us."
"Y-yes♥ Hypno♥"
Premi realized she could provide her sexual services to Hypno today. Her face flushed, her thighs rubbed together, and a beaming smile spread across her face.
Hypno led Zaphis and Premi to the consultation room. Once inside, Zaphis asked,
"Friend! So why'd you bring the receptionist lady?"
"Well, see... Hypnosis Wave."
Hypno had hypnotized Premi and the other receptionists: it was only natural to provide sexual services whenever he wanted.
"Ah! For some service, huh? Lucky you, getting serviced by such a lovely, pitiful receptionist! I'm jealous!"
"Heh heh heh, what can I say? It's all because I'm awesome."
To show off, Hypno pulled Premi's shoulder close, then slid his hand down to grope her breast.
Squeeze!
"Ahhn♥ Mmm♥ Hypno...♥"
"Nice and squeezable as always today."
"Th-thank you...♥♥ I'm so glad you like them♥ Should we do tits today?"
"That sounds good, but I'm craving a blowjob today. Though if it feels extra nice..."
Hypno's hand slid lower, invading Premi's skirt to rub her pussy lips.
"Let's sample this too."
"Ahh♥ Mmm♥ I'll suck so hard you have to fuck my service pussy♥"
"Music to my ears."
Hypno moved to the sofa and sat. Premi immediately knelt before him.
"Zaphis, don't just stand there—sit down."
"Oh, right! Haha, got lost staring at the receptionist's slutty display."
"...That's sexual harassment."
Premi puffed her cheeks in protest at Zaphis. When Hypno called her slutty, it was praise for excellent service. From another man, it was just harassment.
Hypno stroked Premi's head and said,
"But Premi, you're a slutty service receptionist now, right? Not harassment at all."
"Oh, right! Yes♥ I am a slutty service receptionist♥ Sorry, Zaphis."
"N-no problem."
Her expression flipped in an instant. Women really are fickle.
Once Zaphis sat, Hypno told Premi,
"Alright then, get to it."
"Yes, Hypno♥"
Premi deftly unzipped Hypno's pants, pulled down his underwear, and freed his rock-hard cock.
"Ahh...♥♥"
She stared in rapture at the towering erection for a moment. Then, service time began.
"Lick lick lick♥♥ Smooch smooch smooch♥ Slurp♥ Lick lick lick♥ Sluuuurp♥♥ Slurp slurp slurp♥♥♥"
Premi started by lavishing the glans with her tongue, coating it thoroughly in saliva. She pulled back briefly to kiss the urethral opening three times with joyful devotion, then engulfed the tip for a deep, tongue-probing French kiss.
Then came the real blowjob: bobbing her head with sloppy, wet sounds filling the room.
It was a familiar noise to Hypno, so he ignored it and asked Zaphis,
"Anyway, tell me about the Demon King. Sing it if you want."
"For real?!"
*Diring~*
"Then I'll tune it to match the service and give you the full bardic rundown!"
Demon Kings dwell in the demonic realm,
Opposed to gods, with powers overwhelming.
They descend to the Middle World, unleashing calamity,
From whirlwinds in the sky to tsunamis from the sea.
Some command monster hordes to ravage nations,
To common folk, they're walking disasters without hesitation!
The Demon Kings were beings of immense power from the demonic realm, counterparts to the gods. When they appeared in the Middle World, they usually spread all sorts of disasters. These took many forms, matching their varied powers: sky-flying ones summoning tornadoes, sea-based ones causing tidal waves, monster-masters leading armies to invade countries. To ordinary people, Demon Kings were basically apocalyptic forces of nature.
But to counter them, the gods selected heroes, granting them powerful blessings. The hero gathered allies, pooled their strength, and confronted the Demon King. If defeated, the Demon King vanished from the Middle World, only to revive after a set cycle and threaten the world anew. Sometimes a mighty hero—not a chosen one—would slay it instead, but that was rare.
Demon Kings appeared one per country, always the same one for each. If the hero failed, that nation fell under the Demon King's rule, and a new hero from another country—chosen by divine oracle—would be tasked with slaying it.
Hypno thought it sounded like regional raid bosses, each tied to a specific country.
"Not all Demon Kings slaughter people outright! Some invade in... other ways, competing with the gods. Looks totally peaceful to outsiders!"
"Peaceful?"
"Take the nation of song, Musicalia, for example!"
Musicalia. Hypno had heard of it before.
"That... idol country?"
"Exactly! They pit idol dancers—Demon King reps versus god reps—in popularity contests!"
"What if the Demon King side wins?"
"The whole country blasts their idols' songs nonstop!"
"That's it?"
"Nah, their idols get more fame, merch everywhere. Rumors say losing too much in a row costs the idols their careers... but it hasn't happened yet!"
"Talk about a chill war."
"Hahaha! Every Demon King has their quirks—just like the gods, each handling different domains!"
"Gods... Hmm, tell me about them next. Actually, just spill everything you know."
"Hahaha! Leave it to me—that's my specialty!"
*Diring~*
Gods of healing, strength, protection too,
Fire, water, war—countless, through and through.
Middle World's vast seas and continents untold,
No one knows how many gods the realms hold.
They say as many gods as nations there be,
And matching Demon Kings for eternity!
There were gods of every concept: healing, strength, protection, fire, water, combat, and more. Even Middle World dwellers didn't know how many existed. The world spanned endless oceans and continents—even on this one, they hadn't mapped everything beyond the seas. But the saying went: as many gods as nations, and thus as many Demon Kings.
"Can't skip this if we're on gods and Demon Kings: the Taboos!"
"Taboos?"
"You really don't know? Fine! Taboos are~."
*Diring~*.
Taboos keep the world in fragile peace,
No invading neighbors, conquests cease.
Each land has customs, power gaps wide,
Trade flows free—goods, orbs, modern pride.
But war? Forbidden, especially the strong
On weak realms—divine wrath strikes ere long!
Taboos were the rules keeping the world—and nations—at relative peace. The big one: no invading other countries. Each had unique cultures, customs, development levels, and military might. Trade thrived, bringing modern-style night market buildings and orbs with recording functions to Hypno's current nation. But war was banned—especially a stronger nation conquering a weaker one for territory.
Once, a king tried breaking it. The moment he declared war, heavenly punishment struck from the skies, wiping out him and his royals. Then monsters swarmed, destroying the kingdom in a day. After that, the continent's nations learned: never break the taboos.
As Zaphis finished, Hypno pondered.
Heavenly punishment... then monsters attacked?
The punishment could be the gods' doing. But monsters?
Aren't monsters controlled by Demon Kings?
He asked Zaphis, who nodded.
"Some wondered that too! The leading theory: the gods abandoned them, so their protective power failed, letting monsters invade!"
"Hmm."
Plausible. Still, something felt off to Hypno.
Or maybe both gods and Demon Kings got pissed and double-teamed them?
With ongoing god-Demon King rivalries per nation—some even via popularity votes—Hypno suspected some secret pact between them. But he didn't dwell.
Not my problem right now. Me? I just...
"Slurrrrp♥ Slurp♥ Sluuuurp♥♥♥"
"Gonna cum."
*Spurt spuuuurt!*
"Mmmph♥♥ Gulp♥ Gulp♥ Gulp♥ Slurp♥ Sluuuurp♥♥"
Hypno looked down at Premi, gulping his load eagerly before resuming her sucking. Her eyes sparkled with expectation: Feels good, right? Wanna fuck? Service pussy time?
...hypnotize sluts and fuck 'em silly like this!
"Pussy service!"
"Puha♥ Yes♥"