The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

"WHAAATT?!"

She screamed like a banshee at a rock concert. He had fucked them all? Her guardians?! That little vermin had seduced all hundred of them? How was that even possible?

"Oh yeah, they couldn't handle my charm. Threw themselves at me like desperate bitches in heat. Slurrrcupp~"

Vhalla was speechless. The way he looked at her with that smug smirk was infuriating... and, annoyingly, arousing too.

But what could she do? He had defeated her fair and square—or at least unconventionally, but a defeat was a defeat.

"I'm sure they're more than willing to service me again, and with your permission, they'll be even happier to do so. Think about it, do you want your guardians to be deprived of happiness, guarding this place like grim-faced statues? Or would you prefer them to be happy and all, readying themselves to fight against the forces of the Sun with vigor?"

Vhalla cursed up a storm in her mind. What this little bastard said had some twisted logic to it. Happier guardians meant more vigorous fighters, less stress, and a bit of relief from their eternal vigil.

But how could she even ask them to service a man? It was too much—her mind was a jumble of confusion and outrage.

"Aveline, dear, stop overthinking it. You and I have the same goal. You want to save the world, and I want to save the world. Working together as a team is the best strategy. You can share your knowledge, lend me your power, and together we can defeat the forces threatening this world once and for all."

What he was saying was indeed true.

She had seen his powers, and she knew that anyone who could defeat the mighty Vhalla had the potential to be a Light Bearer. And now that the Solar Eclipse was imminent, it was time for a new Light Bearer to arrive.

Who had more potential than this guy? It was indeed factual, even if it was delivered with the subtlety of a wrecking ball.

Kaisen slowly moved to the ground and stood up beside her, commanding her to sit up. She complied, like a schoolgirl called to the principal's office, dreading but obeying.

As she sat up, she couldn't help but side-eye his semi-hard dick, just inches from her face. It was like a looming monument to debauchery, thick and large even when it wasn't fully erect.

How had that thing ravaged her so easily? It was the stuff of nightmares—or perhaps dreams, depending on who you asked.

"Give it a kiss, Aveline, dear, to honor our agreement. I will be the master of this place, and you will be my lover. You will service me, and in return, I will help you fight the evil Sun."

His words hung in the air like the punchline of a dirty joke. Vhalla could hardly believe the audacity. But then again, the audacious seemed to be Kaisen's specialty.

Aveline wasn't thinking hard; she had to gulp just by seeing the twitching thing in front of her. To her amusement, it grew and grew until it was right beside her nose and lips, like a perverse magic trick.

She unknowingly took a deep whiff, and the strong musky scent intoxicated her like a fine wine. It was irresistible, beckoning her like a siren's call. And... hadn't he given her an order? Since he was stronger than her, she had to obey him, right?

Aveline was doing all sorts of mental gymnastics to justify her lust for the thing in front of her. Slowly, she moved her head and parted her lips to peck the shaft.

She was immediately surprised by the heat it radiated. Even after cumming inside her womb moments ago, it was still hot, like a freshly baked loaf of bread.

"Not there, on the tip. The kiss should be on the tip of my little brother."

Kaisen then raised his leg and stood between her legs, grabbing his dick and resting it on Aveline's face. She just looked at it without moving her head, like a deer in headlights. It seemed to be working.

She took whiff after whiff of his shaft, her eyes never leaving the thing, as if it were the Holy Grail of debauchery.

"Give it a little peck... on the shaft, of course."

Aveline did as he ordered, parting her lips and giving the unholy shaft a tentative kiss. She didn't pull away, just let her lips linger until she heard his next command.

"Now the balls."

He lifted his dick, granting her access to his balls. Aveline leaned in, parted her lips, and delivered a long, sensuous kiss to his ball sack, which had recently delivered something like 200 million strong swimmers in the last few hours.

Kaisen groaned at her touch and suddenly thought about getting her to give him a proper blowjob. She hadn't done that yet, after all.

"Part your lips and suck the balls whole."

Without hesitation, the giantess parted her lips wider, letting his sack slip inside. Aveline's eyes widened like saucers.

She was no longer just kissing his balls; they were fully inside her mouth, stimulating every corner, playing with her tongue.

His ball sack fit perfectly, like a custom-made oral toy, and she felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

"Ah, just like that."

Kaisen gently caressed her head as she toyed with his balls, then slowly pulled her back, releasing his precious family jewels.

They emerged like a car from a high-end wash—wet, shiny, and ready for admiration. Her eyes were locked onto his, as if waiting for the next plot twist in a soap opera.

"Now, kiss it," he commanded, as if instructing a contestant in a bizarre reality show challenge.

She hesitated for a moment, looking up at him with a mix of curiosity and trepidation, then leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the mushroom tip.

That was all Kaisen needed. With the enthusiasm of a kid opening birthday presents, he grabbed her head and pushed it all the way inside, wasting no time in taking charge.