130: The Strategy

130: The Strategy

“Take a deep breath,” Beatrice said as she placed her ear between Tabitha’s breasts. “Breath out. Breath in… Incredible…”

Beatrice continued her physical exam of Tabitha, barely believing what she felt and saw. Beatrice’s eyesight continued to return, but even her impaired vision could not hide the supernatural improvement of Tabitha’s condition. Sure, Tabitha still had many wounds, but her life was beyond any doubt no longer in danger.

“You should rest here for a little more while you can because we’ll be moving on soon,” Beatrice said to Tabitha.

“Give the command! I’m ready to follow you wherever you please,” Tabitha answered.

Beatrice stood up and walked to where Olivia was supposed to be.

“Those are some advanced healing powers you have,” Ember said to Beatrice when the latter passed her. The redhead had already put on her robes and save for her messed up hair there was very little to indicate that Ember had just been plowed like a cheap whore.

“Those were some advanced acting powers you have,” Beatrice answered and stopped to talk with her bodyguard.

“Thank you!” Ember smiled, seemingly genuinely happy to receive such praise. And that genuine happy smile seemed somewhat eerie, coming from Ember and considering what exactly Beatrice was praising.

“An interesting strategy to antagonize me on purpose.”

“You just looked so sad with that flaccid dick in your hands,” Ember chuckled. “You usually get uncontrollably horny if you haven’t had sex for some time, evidenced by your earlier intercourses with Tabitha, especially the one in the middle of a fight. We were walking for about three hours. So, three to four hours is about as much as you can handle before you need to screw some hot girl again, right?”

“Very perceptive,” Beatrice said, thinking to herself that she really needs to increase her Arousal Point pool.

“Thank you!” Ember chuckled again. “But since you fucked Tabitha during the fight, so you could not have been horny enough to want to fuck a dying girl that you fancy so much for some reason. Not to mention that if you had been, your dick would not be so pathetically small. So, it had to have been something else. I bet it on being some sort attempted further development of your sexual powers.”

“And the solution was to get me angry enough to hate fuck you?”

“I’ve seen many guys with confidences issues,” Ember laughed. “Some require different approaches, but in the end, it all comes down to them thinking too much and just needing to be dragged out of their own heads.”

“Well, your continuous antagonism toward Tabitha and Olivia made your ploy very believable.”

“When it comes to their combat powers, I did not lie,” Ember said flatly. “They’re barely worth what they cost to feed. But I will not deny that sometimes cheap meat shields come in handy, and since you need to recover more of your powers to fully come into your own as this world’s Saviour as Lucarad’s Scrolls predicted, sex slaves will come in handy to help you in developing your powers.”

“They are not sex slaves!” Beatrice insisted and walked to where Olivia was supposed to be.

“Call them whatever you want,” Ember shrugged and followed Beatrice. “The name of an object doesn’t matter. Only its purpose matters.”

“People aren’t objects,” Beatrice said as she approached Olivia.

“Again, you’re too concerned about names,” Ember chuckled.

Beatrice sighed. She was grateful for Ember’s help in saving Tabitha’s life, but somehow Ember found a way to undermine even that. The succubus decided it was more productive to concentrate her efforts on Olivia.

The ninja girl was unconscious, and a quick inspection revealed that she was in a similarly rough shape, like Tabitha.

“Olivia!” Beatrice attempted to wake Olivia, being careful not to move the damaged ninja girl.

She awoke easily, though she was obviously weak from her battle.

“W-what happened?” Olivia asked as she looked at Beatrice. Then she looked around, saw Ember close beside her, and asked, “Where’s the last one?”

“He’s gone,” Beatrice answered as she continued her inspection of Olivia. “He used some sort of magic to escape. And you have a broken back.”

“A… A… B-broken?” Olivia teared up. All her hopes of saving her sister, of having her revenge… It all crumbled in a blink of an eye. “I couldn’t… I couldn’t even dispose of a few underlings! I thought… I thought that I could at least manage that much… If you could bring at least some justice to this rotten world… And now… And now…”

“It’s not over yet,” Beatrice said as she finished her exam of Olivia.

Considering what state Tabitha was in just minutes before and that now she was not only not choking on her own blood, but was even ready to walk all on her own, a simple broken back seemed trivial compared to bringing someone back from the brink of death.

“How!?” Olivia shouted and tried to get up, but obviously, she could not. Everything below her waist was paralyzed and refused to obey her commands. “Look at this! I’m a cripple! It’s over!”

“It isn’t,” Beatrice said. “I can heal you.”

“Y-you can? How?”

“Take a guess,” Ember chuckled.