Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



"The second question you want to ask concerns why I am here in Egaroth right," Aimy asked when she saw Irene go silent for a few seconds.

It will seem Aimy's information on how long Irene had actually been gone from home was a big shock to Irene because even as Aimy spoke, all she did was nod her head seconds later.

"Well answering that question isn't also hard, the reason am here is connected to your long absence, everyone at home is worried for you."

"They wouldn't stop asking about you, and when they began labeling you as already dead, I couldn't take it any longer and decided to come find you myself".

The words Aimy had just spoken seemed generic at first glance, but on watching Irene's tightening expression, Seth knew there was more to it."

Aimy had hidden a vital message in it that she didn't want Seth to know, but other than raising an eyebrow, Seth felt nothing.

Family shenanigans weren't for him, and as long as whatever they were hiding didn't affect him or his interest he would let them be.

"Fine I've heard what you have to say," Irene said, her voice hoarse and forced," but what about her, why was she after you".

"I had actually been captured by her some time ago before I escaped and you found me."

"From time to time, she did mention me being an exquisite gift for her Commander," Aimy said.

"That's good," Irene said relieved that Aimy hadn't gotten herself too entwined with Zuroc's army.

"Is there anything else you want to tell?" Irene further asked, staring Aimy in the eye.

Aimy's forehead scrunched in thought for a few seconds before she looked to Irene, and with a timid gaze shook her head.

Irene silently watched Aimy for a few more seconds before sighing and turning away.

"Both of you wait here, I need some time alone," Irene said and then shot into the air, soaring above the trees and out of Seth and Aimy's view.

"Isn't she too confident leaving just the two of us here?" Seth said rhetorically, but to his surprise, he got an answer.

"She has faith in you" Aimy smoothly said, looking at the seating Seth and drawing his attention.

Biting her lips and putting her head down, and her hands clamped together in front of her legs, Aimy walked over to Seth, taking short steps as she came.

Watching Irene walk over everything about her screamed vulnerability and loneliness reaching into the depths of Seth's heart and asking for his pity, but unfortunately, there was nothing there.

Maintaining her initial posture, Aimy walked over to Seth, and when she arrived before him, she dropped to her knees, her legs tucked together and her ass resting on the back of her legs.

With a smile on his face, Seth observed the woman before him, his eyes staring at her slightly twitching ears and then moving to her petite body.

While Aimy was just as busty as Irene, her boob's size falling just a little behind Irene's, she didn't have Irene's bigger and busty body.

Her body was more on the slim side and possessing a cute young face to complement it, Seth sometimes had to remind himself that he was the younger one, and even now as he stared at her he could help but make sure to confirm.

"How old are you?".

Seth's question startled Aimy as she looked up at Seth with confused eyes, but then she took in a deep breath and then puffed out her chest raised her head, and looked at Seth.

"I'm 233 years, why?" Aimy asked.

"Hearing how young she was surprised Seth, and he couldn't help but wonder if her fast cultivation was the result of some special treasure.

"Well given how troublesome you are, I thought it right to make sure I wasn't bullying some little girl," Seth said, his words earning him a snort from Aimy who turned her nose up at him.

Aimy didn't keep her posture for long as she looked back at him and with narrowed eyes, asked,

"How old are you?".

"Guess," Seth said mysteriously.

"455," Aimy said, a finger to her lips, unknowingly striking such a cute image that Seth felt he had been a little bit harsh on Gray.

"You are way above mark," Seth said.

"No way, you can't be younger than Irene" Aimy rebuked.

"Then how old is Irene," Seth asked, and just as Aimy was happily opening her mouth to answer his question, she closed it.

"Not telling," Irene said with an accusatory gaze earning her a few chuckles from Seth.

"At least you're not as dumb as you behave," Seth said earning himself a snarl from Aimy.

"Show me your breasts" Seth suddenly said, his words killing off the happy atmosphere and making Aimy wrap her hands around her boobs while leaning backward, her actions making clear her thoughts on Seth's question.

"If you aren't here to strip naked and enjoy my cock, then what are you doing kneeling in front of me," Seth asked.

Aimy was a little bit taken aback by Seth's words, but then she firmed up her resolve and spoke to him.

"I need a favor."

"Not interested," Seth said.

"I'll offer you my body," Aimy said, but all her words granted her was Seth's amused look.

"Is the fact that you aren't naked and sucking on my cock made you forget that you're my pet?" Seth said.

Seth's words surprised Aimy a little but she quickly got herself back and confidently rebutted Seth,

"Irene won't let you, even if I tell her the truth, there is no way, she'll let you make me your slave".

"Yes your right, which is why it unfortunately seems I might have to kill her," Seth said,

Seth's words, brought about some magical silence as Aimy looked at Seth with doubt and softly said,

"You won't kill her, you like her right, the both of you have had sex," Aimy said, her mind remembering Seth's words before he killed her team.

When he said he would kill them they had all laughed at his words, yet in the end he had brutally killed every one of them, sparing her life just so she could willingly satisfy his cock someday.