"Heh! Another week almost finished, and yet none of us seem that much smarter~!"
Anwen’s proclamation had all of us turning towards the already tipsy Harekin with wry smiles on our faces since she was the only one who thought that, and considering we were all currently going over our notes or finishing up so howork while she got halfway through that bottle of hers...
The Harekin seed to realize that as she began to look around, and the one that really drove that ho to her was her long ti friend Ishtarnii, who was currently jotting sothing down even as she gave Anwen a raised brow.
"Wha..? When did YOU of all people start studying and doing howork?! I don’t..!"
That bottle almost broke against the table as she slamd it down, and after a mont of glaring at Ishstarnii like the futanari had done sothing wrong for daring to be a student at an Academy Anwen finally let out a huff and stood up, only to sway for a few monts and plop back down with a nod.
"Yup, I can be smart... tomorrow. I’ll do my howork tomorrow... I thought we said we weren’t bringing the good stuff ho with us..?"
Rolling my eyes and returning to the question that had been plaguing for almost ten minutes now, I dryly replied "We did, and I can promise you that none of us brought ho a bottle like that.", which made Anwen click her tongue as she glared at the bottle now.
"Then how did this get here..?"
We all just ignored her and let her be as she flopped down onto the sofa, sprawling out and groaning softly as she covered her eyes; we were all able to get back to work rather quickly, and I had no idea how much ti passed us by when we were interrupted again.
Hecate opened the door and closed it behind her quietly enough, but in the sowhat silent dorm that was enough to get us all turning towards her; the greeting I was about to speak died on my lips when I saw the violet haired Noblewoman biting her lower lip and staring at the ground, her golden eyes wide and filled with what seed to be fright.
"What happened?"
Kha’Miero was the one to speak first, and she pulled the Noblewoman out of her own mind as she walked over to us, her hands shaking slightly; when she took a seat all of our howork and studying was forgotten, and even Anwen was sitting up straight and staring at Hecate seriously.
"There... Later today, the Headmistress is going to summon everyone to discuss it, but... a Cult has begun to occupy the mountains around us, and... there have been multiple reports of a Demon creeping around the mountains as well. Different reports, different locations... sa sighting. Getting closer."
Imdiately the room was silent again, but this ti it was a heavy, cold silence that had us all looking at one another in shock, only for to bite my lip as well since this might an there was not only a Demon here... but also a Fiend nearby too...
And if they were both here, that ant that things were going to get very, very ’interesting’ in the near future, which also ant that my half assed attempts at getting stronger were now extrely laughable... and very much sothing I was regretting.
"The Cult... they kidnapped a student. Threatened to butcher them if the Academy doesn’t pay up. Promised to deliver their skull to the Headmistress if they don’t get what they want..."
That was even more harrowing, though there was little we could do now that this person was already kidnapped; instead we were now sharing glances that made it clear we were all thinking the sa thing, which was that there was no way in hell we were going anywhere alone anyti soon.
Kha’Miero and Lu’Shaki in particular were staring at hard before they looked towards the others, and I could tell that they were playing back what had happened on our last Dungeon run and imagining it being even worse...
For another few monts we were all silent, though eventually Anwen broke that silence as she said "There goes our plans for this weekend... because we all definitely need to train so more.", mixing so whining with so seriousness as she looked at all of us.
I nodded in agreent, knowing that of all of us here I was the one that needed to get the most amount of training in lest sothing bad happen again, though at the sa ti I was also thinking about how I was going to need to get better at Alchemy too since that was sothing that could be extrely useful.
If we were all going to be sticking together from here on out and preparing for the worst, then having so good potions on hand could beco the difference between continuing to live as we do now or finding ourselves in a horrible spot... or even worse, ending up dead sowhere.
The only ’issue’ with getting that good at Alchemy was that it cost money, and in order for us to make money we needed to get into the Dungeons to farm for so materials to then sell... and until we knew just how dangerous this Cult was - and how prepared they were - I don’t know if we were going to head into any Dungeons anyti soon.
Though really the main issue was the Demon, and that had my hand going instinctively up to the earring that the Sinner had given ; it had hoping that the futanari that was molded into a weapon to be used against these very beings cared enough about to co save from said beings if they decided to target .
I don’t know how much I actually ant to her since all we did was have sex, but the hope was there that she might sohow give enough of a fuck about to co save if sothing were to happen with a Demon... though that also hinged on how far away we were from one another...
This, however... this was definitely a developnt that I hadn’t foreseen, and it was making very worried about the future since there was a chance this Cult was actually THE Cult that began to show up later in the ga, which would then an that this could be THE Demon that gets the player acquainted with the endga.
It did so by simply being one of the hardest enemies in the entire ga capable of destroying your ga with long stretches of gaplay that had no saving areas, where it would promptly force you into dozens of difficult situations with little hope of saving everyone or making the ’right’ decisions...
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