Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

-One Week Later-

Sacrosanct had locked down its holy walls and only the smallest of information was getting passed to relevant official forces in the most formal tone possible as though they were telling everyone not part of the Arcane Path to remain out of their business.

Entering Sacrosanct illegally was impossible ans entering legally was difficult.

Even the Emissary of the Royal Family, who had been granted a massive flying Carriage to prove their importance and speed them on their way, were still finding it difficult to clear their entry with the Holy City's Air marshals who would have to authorize whether or not they allowed a hole in the secure dome over their region to allow in visitors.

The Royal Emissaries, of course, could not travel alone. By protocol, they needed an entourage of Knights from the Martial Temple even if they were Martial experts themselves.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we will be within the Holy City's airspace in minutes."

Evian was sitting beside a window and looking outside it at the greenery below. It was beautiful but also empty. He knew the reason why from the information he had received from Zayda and what he eventually sourced for himself; The Holy City was untrusting and having a festering village outside its walls did not soot its security measures.

According to them, this was sanctified land and only they knew what to do with it and should.

"You heard the pilot," Evian said gently to the head bobbing between his lap, "You might have to hurry it up."

The head sucked even harder and her hair, tied in a ponytail down her back danced with every movement she made.

Evian clenched his fist. The suction did increase. The flight hostess was now on the clock and she didn't want to leave the matter unfinished once this handsome gentleman was forced to disembark.

Alas, even after she tried all her fellation techniques and twisted with her hand, she had to conclude that she would not get Evian blasting his seeds down her gullet.

Oh, the disappointment.

But, of course, there was still some way to salvage some part of the seed-extracting fun.

She pulled her mouth off Evian's rod and straddled him in his seat while hiking up her skirt. She pulled her underwear to the side, placed the rod at the entrance of her pussy, and descended, letting out an instant groan.

Evian groaned along with her. She felt great and when she began to rock her hips, he just had to grab her backside and squeeze the oh-so-pliable flesh to his delicious delight.

Evian left his Squad the moment they docked at a City for Zayda to hand in an official report of their mission with the war at the Western Fort and then he had to go it on his own.

He traveled for a bit, learning more about Sacrosanct along the way, and the more he studied, the more he realized he might not be able to make it in as easily as he would have thought.

You see, Evian had planned to use Wraithic phasing to ignore the physical and mystical defenses of Sacrosanct but that hinged on if the defenses had not been erected specifically to stop something of his nature and he highly doubted it.

Unlike the Martial part of the Verlice Kingdom that was looser with matters of his kind, Sacrosanct seemed almost hell-bent on rooting out anything that threatened the Spiritual path and keeping their safe bubble intact.

Ghosts, Apparitions, Spectres, and the like had no place within their walls and did not have a way in either. It was almost to the point of being superstitious and when Evian was making his investigations, some people laughed that it was but he knew better. He was proof that the Holy City had a valid reason to put all that in place.

Anyway, now that Wraithic Phasing would not get him in, Evian sought alternatives and visited a Sanctum, a Branch of the Arcane Church and the Arcane Church counterpart to the Martial Temple Sects.

Anyway, it was at the Sanctum he visited that he got a taste of the prejudice he would face at the gates of Sacrosanct. They revealed nothing to him and always eyed him with mistrust. But, it was there he got a break. It wasn't a lucky break. Had Evian been paying attention and not been focused on a way into Sacrosanct, he would have heard the news already;

Something big had happened at Sacrosanct. Something so big, so many were talking about the change it would usher in. No one knew what it was and Evian didn't care. All he needed to hear was that the Martial Temple was organizing a team to join the Emissaries to find out what IT was.

He got his idea and from there, he had to make haste and get in contact with Astrid Renan, the Martial Temple's Golden Child and the most powerful authority he knew within the Martial Temple.

When they were together, Evian hadn't asked Astrid how to contact her partly because he was a dumbass and didn't know he would need her help so soon and partly because he was complacent that he could still get it if he wished through the lovely Lordess of the Renan Territory in Verdelen City;

"TWO MONTHS!!!" Frida yelled out of the Communication Talisman, "YOU HAVEN'T BOTHERED TO MAKE CONTACT IN TWO MONTHS!!!"

"I've missed you too," Evian said with a smile when her voice eventually died down.

"What do you want?" Frida asked icily.

"Oh, don't be like that. I haven't talked to my Mother in two months either," Evian said. He had truly missed her. She sounded as beautiful as ever. Like Mature wine that would only get better.

He could see her in his head, only covered by the sheets of her bed, her large breasts luminous with the glow of moonlight—

'I might have to make a trip back to Verdelen City after this.'

"I would think, Evian, that I hold some different meaning to you compared to your, Mother," Frida said, pulling Evian out of his thoughts.

"And you do. Believe me, it's not all been roses here," Evian said.

"Oh, I heard. You and Astrid had a little spar and a Nightly walk. She says she had fun. Doesn't trust you though. Seems to be under the impression that you will break my heart and frankly, with how you've treated me, I'm inclined to agree," Frida said. Her icy tone had melted a bit and Evian caught that.

"Don't worry, I'll call more," Evian said.

"Hmph," she scoffed, "So what do you want, dear?"

"I need to speak with Astrid."

"Were you not just with her?" Frida asked.

"I need a favor from her and we've long separated," Evian said.

"Well, I suppose I can help you," Frida said after about a minute to think it over and the transfer was made.

Evian saw the addition on his Talisman almost immediately,

"Thank you, Frida. Best believe I'll repay the favor." Find adventures at m v lem|p-yr

"I'm sure you will, eventually. Goodbye, Evian."

Frida cut off the communication then and Evian could almost hear her fuming even with the distance between them. He knew he would have to work in a return to Verdelen City soon but for now, another matter took precedence.

It took a minute for him to secure the connection and when Astrid's voice came out of his Talisman, his heart did that weird beat-skipping thing in his chest again,

"How does it feel to sell sexual favors for a contact?" Astrid asked.

"It felt great. I'll be more than happy to share with you just how great if you want?" Evian said with a coy smile Astrid could not see but he knew she would hear.

"I'll pass," he heard Astrid say and he knew she was smiling.

"How did you know it was me?" Evian asked.

Astrid sighed,

"I don't contact my Mother with the same Talisman I perform the Temple's duties with. If you had this contact, there was only one way you could have gotten it and I made a guess that only one man could have wanted it and gotten it from her. Well, done, Gigolo."

"Thank you for the praise."

"What do you want?"

"There's a group being put together to visit The Sacrosanct. I want in."

"Why would you want to be at the Holy City?" Astrid asked.

"I have business there," Evian said, "Matters of the heart."

The eye roll was so intense from Astrid that Evian could have sworn he heard it through Talisman,

"Another one of conquests," Astrid said, not with distaste but a strange impassiveness.

"Careful how you use that word. Your mother is one," Evian said.

"Don't remind me," Astrid said, "I know of the group. I was called up and declined. I'll send you as my replacement. The badge I gave you will give you enough rights as my subordinate to get you in.

Head to the Floating Cloud Sect in Cloud City and find Sir Armin."

"Thank you," Evian said with gratitude.

"My help is not for free, Evian. You are my subordinate and as I already said at the Western Fort, you will be called up. You just got called up.

Stand by for instructions once you're inside The Sacrosanct.

Good Luck."

Astrid cut off communications, leaving Evian feeling conflicted but he quickly shook that off and made his way to Cloud City. Sir Armin became his Custodian, and together they joined the Emissary and boarded the flying carriage.

Once in the air, Evian was approached by the Flight attendant currently bouncing on his cock, he charmed her, got himself a private room, and now she was entertaining him during the last few minutes of flight.