Chapter 423: Deal

Chapter 423: Deal

“I need to make sure Tabitha is fine,” Beatrice said, ignoring Ember’s question.

“And Rafaelia too, right?” Ember asked.

“Who—? Ah, yes! Of course!” Beatrice stuttered to Ember’s amusement. With all that had happened in such a short amount of time Beatrice somehow managed to almost forget about the fox girl she got pregnant. “I left them a note explaining where we would be and had expected both of them to be amongst the crowds in the Forge.”

“Wouldn’t they simply run away with the others once the demons appeared?” Samantha asked.

“Not Tabitha,” Beatrice was certain. Even if by some miracle Beatrice missed her loyal nymphonaiac during the first intermission, once the mind-breaking, tentacle-fucking, sex demon appeared... “There is no way she’d skip out on that action. You didn’t see iether of them, Ember?”

Ember shook her head and added, “Not that I was on the lookout for either of them. Especially as things escelated, all my focus was on you, assessing how long can I stay out of things to not steal a second of your opportunity for growth.”

Beatrice had a hard time imagining how such an assessment was even possible without relying on sheer luck that she would not get one shot by some strange high-level magic skill, but considering that her combat experience was limited to barely two days while Ember’s aura suggested a mountain of bodies behind her, Beatrice could not outright dismiss such a boastful claim.

“Very well,” Samantha said as she walked past Beatrice and Ember buck-naked, as always not even remotely conserned about her nakedness as she went to the other room where most of her available equipment was stored. “If you plan to go up right now, I might be able to help.”

“What about Lord Belmot?” Beatrice asked.

“... Less so,” Samantha said after a pause, thinking through the considerable valuables Belmot and his forces possessed. “But so what?”

“You can have whatever you want from his fortress after I’m done with him,” Beatrice said. “So the sooner I can find Tabitha and take care of Olivia, the sooner I’ll be able to put all my attention on him and his Purple Capes.”

“Y-you’re serious!?” Samantha asked.

“Does it look like I’m joking?” Beatrice asked.

“Alright!” Samantha walked up to Beatrice and offered a hand to shake. “I’ll accept as payment a complete cure for the Taint. If not, then anything and everything I choose from Belmot’s stock. Or your corpse.”

“Deal!” Beatrice shook Samantha’s hand.

“Deal!” Samantha smiled as she squeezed Beatrice’s hand with a strength that was no joke even for a considerably leveled-up Beatrice.

“Follow me and we’ll see what we can make work,” Samantha gestured Beatrice and Ember to follow her just as loud groans and gasps informed the trio that the effect of [Dick Growth Inversion] on the four eunuchs’ had ended.