Lucifer left the carriage, noticing a thick scent of blood and delicious bacon around the caravan, causing a smile to grow on his lips. 'a 10% chance to trigger when passing through the Ghastine forest. Brilliant!'

"Buhi? We missed one Gog!"

"Did we Nog?"

The sound of two large orcs, in their arms, were a pair of voluptuous women, with their bodies exposed; rather, they seemed to be the guardian knights of the church... "If they were beaten and stripped naked, why hasn't the hero shown his face?"

"Darling, what is it?"

"Brother? The outside smells bad..."

Irina and Lephalia stepped out of the carriage in loose clothes; instantly, the orcs began to salivate before dropping the 30-year-old knights in the mud, their naked bodies splashed like garbage.

"Cute girls.... buhi!!!"

"Nog.... we take the cute ones for ourselves?"

"Kill the man!"

"Ah? Where did the man go--- Ughk!?"

Gog looked at his brother, only to see a long pale arm thrust through his chest, crushing a fleshy ball in his fingers as blood sprayed from the hole.

"..."

He took a moment to realise what had happened, but it was too late; they focused on what should not be covered.

A sharp hook to the orc's head caused it to explode like a melon tossed off a bridge, the grey matter and skull fragments cascading around the caravan area.

"Irina, call Gwen..." A hand suddenly tapped his shoulder before a warmth pressed against his cheek. "I'm already here, my husband; let me take those two women and help protect them; you go and teach this girl how to fight."

Gwen's eyes looked towards the excited Lephalia, who was simultaneously full of bloodlust and fear due to her vampiric and raccoon bloodlines. "Ah, I will... Don't let them touch you. Kill before they speak, My Queen."

"Fufu~ you like that role play. Are you going to make me a real one someday?" She asked, as her palm shone with divine magic turning the orcs into ash while grabbing a small crystal from their abdomen and stashing it in her shared bag with Lucifer. "wedding funds~ fufu!"

Lucifer stepped towards the two girls; both seemed excited as their eyes were now crimson. He leaned forward, brushing Irina and Lephalia gently, "Go get your armour and weapons. I will take you to hunt my little princesses."

Since the three grouped, the power of the women was decided peacefully, one like his little incestuous sister Lephalia, Irina, the bratty step-sister and his wife, Gwendolyn. 'These were the descriptions of Gwen... it made my throat dry when she knew the "step-sister" porn trope.'

The two rushed back like excited dogs.

Irina wore a semi-chainmail and steel outfit and looked nothing like a saintess but a battle priest... Her sait robe wrapped in iron spaulders, long gauntlets and bracers... Stell high boots to her knees and thin chainmail stockings.

Lephalia had a cute helmet that hid her face but was like a little Valkyrie, which was more Gwen's taste, while her body was wrapped in padded leather and a light chain mail dress and stockings. Lucifer had yet to buy her full gear due to her low level; she was too weak to carry heavy armour as planned.

In her arms were a large brown shield and a strange elven blade about 110cm long with a long handle and curved blade at the tip, more of a glaive than a sword. Irina used a thick mace... the size was only 70-80cm long, but the head was spiked and a huge ball...

'Too brutal for a cute saintess!'

"Are you both ready?"

"Ready!"

"Let's go, brother!"

With eager eyes, he started to dash towards the rear of the carriages—this action was to buy some stock from Bishop Estella—saving the people and merchants would also help him in the future. The stench of blood and ammonia filled the air as they approached the rear cars.

A huge group of goblins and orcs were guarding several carts with women stacked on them, shivering and cold.

The monsters were torturing many males in the camp's centre—some flayed, others castrated... 'How cruel but very smart little guys.' To completely demoralise the women and cripple the men's will to resist simple torture.

As vampires, they could smell the current state of their prey; the orcs and goblins were excited, lustful and uplifted. In contrast, the humans were terrified, broken and hopeless.

"Irina, support Lephalia and kill the goblins together. If you do well, I will reward you." Lucifer's voice was like a charming curse, both women hearing the word reward as their bodies darted out, the silver saintess behind by one step, while the fortress Lephalia leapt into the air, like a spartan warrior, her sword lunged forward mid-air.

With a graceful flick of her wrist, it penetrated the skull of an unfortunate goblin.

'Oh?' Lucifer's eyes opened wide, 'She is a natural! Feeling her skill was beyond his first time... Her body landed before she twirled in a rapid circle, letting her curved elven blade slice the throats of several goblins that moved to surround her.

Irina, on the other hand, was like a brute force berserker smashing goblins' heads like eggs, even breaking the jaw of an orc with her mace, before she yanked back the spikes causing her maul to tear its lower jaw completely off as it bled to death.

Taking a deep breath, she turned to face her sister of battle, a golden light dancing along her left fingers before flicking it towards Lephalia.

⟪Blessing of Battle⟫

In support, Irinia seemed to cast some blessing on the raccoon, causing her to glow with a golden light. Her movements are faster, her body stout, and her blows stronger.

⟪Double Step⟫

Lephalia's body hopped to the side, dodging an orc's axe, before dodging back—her beautiful form was enchanting for all who watched as her elegant right hand flicked upwards, the elven blade slicing through the air twice, leaving two slashes along the orc jugular, causing blood to pour out.

"Ugh!?" The orc cried before dropping.

The initial combat ended while the enemy had recovered from the show of two small but sexy females killing more than 10 goblins and 2 orcs in a minute.

"Get them, Buhi!!!" A larger orc with dark skin shouted before Lucifer's body vanished, his hand holding a sharp black dagger, mimicking his cute little sister's moves; the blade sliced the bastard's throat four times in the blink of an eye.

Four deadly black slashes caused his head to drop completely. "Dare to target my cute little girls."

'I'm getting more possessive and greedy...' Lucifer thought as his body continued onward, the black blades and his body dancing through the night.

Lucifer was using a strangely modified ⟪Serpent Strike⟫ his body darting between the orcs and killing them with a swift flurry of slashes. 'I don't even need to use my Crimson Release...'

Gwendolyn was extremely quick—her wings could ferry her body around the monsters before she released all the women.

She carried them in her powerful arms as their hopeless eyes began to flicker with determination and hope as they watched the three that saved them and their loved ones.

"Gwen, I will leave here to you; make sure the girls don't get hurt!" Lucifer called out, his body stretching as he began to equip a more knightly armour, dark black gauntlets, pauldrons, greaves and high boots.

He was like a true Dark Knight with only his head unprotected. Lucifer removed his black spear, now with a curved white blade along the tip. It was the opposite of Lephalia's weapon: a long shaft and shorter blade.

His was a long blade with a shorter spear shaft, the length of about 120cm, but 50cm was the blade.

Lucifer shot into the darkness towards the carriage of the hero, he didn't want to meet that fool, but the idiot hadn't appeared!

"Don't seduce too many female knights! Or I won't let you have any!" Gwen's shout echoed, causing him to smile wryly...

He couldn't forget she hid a dark, yandere side to her.

'Obscene Bishop, I will save you.'