Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

"What did you do to the new recruits?!" Screaming in Avarice's face, the head maid demanded an answer. "They've been screaming all day in our infirmaries, howling like wolves and pulling their own skin off their faces!"

"Why are you shouting at me? Master Regalia is the one who summoned that avatar that bent their minds!" Avarice retorted, her eyes flickering from over-exertion as the carving maiden worked on her sparking arm.

Standing in front with her hand folded with frustration, Grace wanted to complain some more, but not sensing any deception through that pain on her face, she decided to brush off the matter for the moment.

'I need to find a way to catch her lies or things could get really tricky.' Having gotten a report of Avarice's battle with Regalia, Grace already knew what the battle model was planning. She was stretching her limbs before jumping head-first into her bloody ploys.

In terms of battle prowess, there was no way she could beat her, and that fact kept Grace on edge as she was not only one of the strongest people in the dark castle but also the only one who had command over the new king. 'Seems like we have no other choice than to rely on Princess Aurora's plans.'

Taking a quick leave from the basement workshop, Grace walked up the stone steps that led into the main castle building. The steps through the closed corridor were far too small for her tall body, and even just attempting to walk she had squeezed her arms tightly together.

'Perhaps I should meet with Shamisha and have her build me a new, much smaller frame?' She wondered, even though she knew that Shamisha wouldn't touch her master's creations anymore. After all, they had to rely on the carving maiden for repairs in case there were any fatal errors in their systems. Although for Avarice that seemed not to be the case.

'She says she doesn't remember much of the battle, but…that's an obvious lie to appear innocent.'

Trying to convince herself of Avarice's lies, Grace could no longer differentiate between the truth and fantasy, at least when it came to the mono-doll. However, brushing those thoughts away, she hoped that Aurora was using this opportunity to get closer to Zeil while Avarice was busy getting herself fixed for over-exertion.

"Come to think of it, overheating is still a problem for automatons. No matter what kind of model they might be," much like processing emotions a different way, Avarice simulated pain and other sensations much differently than humans. Which only complicated things as healing from aura required a body of flesh.

'Stop trying to make sense of things, you're not smart enough to know it all, Grace.' Talking to herself, she decided to check on the other maids working around the castle.

In the meantime, however, an unexpected knock on the new king's door was about to inch Grace closer to achieving what she wanted.

'No better time than the night.' Dressed in a pair of silky silver shorts and a just as shimmering crop top, Aurora stood in front of Zeil's room, waiting for him to open the door from the inside.

Filled in on all the events of the day, she already knew that it'd be quite a while before Avarice could attend to her brother, giving her just enough time to poison his thoughts with the allure of her body.

"Who is this?" Zeil asked, the door still closed.
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Relying solely on Avarice for his protection, he didn't want to open the door without knowing who was on the other side while she was gone. With a deep breath, Aurora readied herself before speaking words laced with mana. Being an enchantress, her tongue was soaked in honey and her body held a blooming glow.

And though she wasn't the tallest or the most blessed in terms of her assets, she had just enough weight to turn heads as she walked by.

"It's me Aurora, your sweet little sister," chuckling to herself, she curved her lips into a mischievous smile.

The door cracked open to her voice right after, and peeking out through the gap, Zeil looked at her with squinted eyes.

"Do you need something?" He asked, his eyes wandering up and down her short yet supple frame. Like a goddess of fertility, she was plum around every corner with her skin a reddish flush all over. The sight alone made Zeil blush, but it wasn't yet enough to make him open the door for his sister.

"You're not even gonna invite me in? How rude of you my king, ahaha~" Pressing her hand against the door, she began pushing it open herself. "Let's sit down and talk, alright?"

Forcing him to let her in, she ran her fingers over his arm before breezing past him and walking toward his bed. Turning around halfway through, she kept walking backward and let her body fall on the bed.

"All the other sisters congratulated you for becoming the new king, but I…" Turning to the side, Aurora pulled up one of her legs and moved her hand over her ass to accentuate her curves a little. Acting oblivious to what she was doing, however, she gave him a smile before patting the bed for him to lay down beside her. "I wanted to talk to you in private, congratulate you, in…a different way."

Biting her lower lip, she flipped around on the bed to give a slight glimpse of her ass slipping out of her shorts. Then acting oblivious again, she kept on smiling and caressed the bed on her side.

"So will you join me?" She asked, staring into Zeil's eyes.

Never before had he seen her acting the way she was, but being a virgin who was teased all day without being allowed to cum, his cock was the one making the decisions once she'd flashed him her asscheeks. Though reluctant, he shut the door behind him and crept closer to his sister, all the while reminding himself that they weren't related through blood or were simply adopted by the last king.

Pitching a boner that made his shorts tent upwards, it didn't take long for Zeil to give in and climbed up the bed beside Aurora. Smiling at the new king, she caressed his cheeks gently and brought her lips next to his ears.

"Promise you'll keep this a secret and I'll turn you into a man," and to no one's surprise, Zeil nodded in agreement, ready to finally lose his virginity and feel a real pussy for the first time in his life.