The day of victory sends unprecedented cheers and jubilation echoing in every city, town and village. From the war-torn plains and ravaged forests far off to the east, where the elves and humans just defeated the last bastion of the Demon King's massive army, to the mountainsides of the west where the human and dwarf army camps held bravely against the last desperate cry from the enemy - even with the piles of dead bodies lying around, the humans, dwarves, and elves, together with the minor races of the continent, all celebrate.

The war that has been plaguing the world for centuries has finally come to an end, with the defeat of the Demon King himself by a curious party of six young individuals. Their leader, Hero, was the only soul successful in reaching the innermost chambers of the Demon King's lair and, as the prophecy of the Goddess foretold, shattered his soul.

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In what would roughly be the midpoint of the only continent of this world lays the capital of the Human Kingdom - a prosperous city, now free from diseases, violence, famine, and all the disasters the demon's polluting miasma brought about for hundreds of years, and, as fortune would have it, the only one left almost untouched by the war going on for the past centuries.

Only the remains of two statues of Goddesses at the city's entrance signify that the conflict had once reached its borders. Once having towered over the entire city, and thought to be its protectors, revered by everyone, the two giants of stone lie broken into pieces along the rubbles of nearby buildings.

As a year and a few months pass by, peaceful life begins to slowly return to the land, starting with the capital and spreading to the neighboring cities with each day. With great effort, magnified by days when it snows or rains, the capital's workers are diligently rebuilding the statues, stone after stone.

Behind the statues stands the intimidatingly tall wall, which has served as protection for the all nearby the workers, merchants, officials, nobles, and even the royal family during the war, but with the rapid expansion and influx of people, it is slated to become an interior wall - a border for what is soon to be called the inner city, surrounded by the newly-rising houses and marketplaces of its outer part.

Finally, a noon comes when the workers are removing the scaffolding from the two renovated statues. Such is the relief in everyone's heart that the closest thing to a complaint one can hear on a sunny day like this is a quip,

「Reckon, it's almost done?」 one worker standing near a foot of one of the statues says to nobody in particular as he gazes upwards with a proud look on his face. He marvels at the splendor of the nearly finished monument, his head only reaching the ankles.

「Though I have wondered, why not a statue of Her Royal Highness, Princess Rosaria? Wasn't she there with Hero? Defeating Demon King?」

「Fool! Don't you know?」another worker overhearing him is fast to reprimand him.

「What?」

「The records say that Her Highness has been declared missing, but it looks like she ran off somewhere after the ceremonial ball. Even the Royal Knights can't seem to find her.」

「Missing!? Why isn't anyone rioting then?」

「No surprise, really, if you think about it. I hear from some friends of friends the King has been trying to keep it under wraps. 」

「Why? What for?」

「Ah, you dolt, you got nothing up in that noggin? Think how it would sound, the King saying his daughter ran off at the moment everyone's celebrating!」

The worker can only scratch his head in confusion and sigh.

「Why in the Goddess' name would she do that though?」

「Beats me. I don't think either of us is cut out for that noble thinking.」

「If you're right, then looks like we still got things to rebuild. Hope they won't make us chase after her...」

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Excited female moans reverberate throughout a room at night, escaping through a small window into the silent, dark forest.

「Xal, Xal, Xal! ❤ ❤」 an ecstatic series of shouts, punctuated by kisses and lip smacks, in tandem with creaking wooden boards, fill the otherwise silent room.

「Ah, wait! Xal, I can't-」 the woman's voice abruptly stops as she begins to hyperventilate, then falls silent for a second, only to moan out very loudly, with a wavering, whiny voice.

「Just a little more, Rosaria!」 a deep male voice exclaims over the noise.

The array of candles lit nearby causes long shadows to creep up on the wall. Two silhouettes moving in accord, rapidly colliding then moving apart in a frenzy, shadows of strings of viscous fluid linking and breaking apart upon each hit of a female silhouette's bottom into a male silhouette's crotch.

Shadowy hands wrap around her waist, holding her in place.

「Ahn! aaahhn ❤ ahhn ❤」

Rosaria can barely hold on to her senses, her tongue flapping around from her mouth open ajar as she arches her head back, riding on top of Xal.

Facing him, knees on the sides of his pelvis, she vigorously picks herself up and slams her burning hot body down onto him, each thrust sending sparks through her senses. He sits cross-legged, in an embrace that also serves as a way of holding her still, pushing her down, and keeping the princess from falling over when his thrusts send her back up.

Barely making it out of her daze, Rosaria starts clutching at her face, half hiding it in embarrassment, half excitedly forcing her little finger in between her lips. She gives out a series of raspy, choppy breaths and shoves her hips down forcefully, breaking Xal's rhythm before moaning in a broken succession.

「Feels so-o-o good...❤ I'm... cumming againnn—! ❤」 she announces as her arms swing around widely as if she can't tell what to grab and hold onto.

Almost falling over backwards, she tries clutching onto the bedsheets, but fails to hold on from the intensity of the pleasure. Her hands jut towards her head, roughing up her hair as she whines through clenched teeth.

Xal's arms catch her in a tight clasp around her waist before she falls any further, as he proceeded to smash his body upwards, sending his erection deep inside. His movements shake her body around as she again starts gasping for air. In a last series of thrusts, she squeezes her torso close to his.

Feeling overwhelmed by the sensation and unable to either stop or prevent the violent series of spasms, Rosaria lets out a long cry that tapers out to a pitiful, coarse whimper as her delicate pussy sends forth a stream of fluids, staining the bedsheets and splashing on the couple and the floor.

Xal, letting go of her slightly, but still keeping his hands at her sides, caressing her belly and the undersides of her breasts, tries to begin humping her again after a short repose, but Rosaria begins scrambling back, pushing herself off the sheets into a kneel. As he starts going in and out again, she takes Xal's wrist.

「I'm sorry...」 she says pitifully in between gasps for air. 「I... I've reached my limit.」

The two cease the act, with Rosaria lying at his side. Unable to bear looking him in the face when Xal's hand moves over her shoulder, she turns her back, letting him embrace her, and allowing her to hide her tears.

Holding back sobbing, she tries her best to calm down and feel his relaxed breathing bringing their bodies back in touch, then separating them again as they drift off to sleep. Before the sleep takes over her mind, a single tear of frustration streams down her cheek.

For Princess Rosaria, this has already become a common occurrence that has been going on for a few months. Feeling frustrated time and time again about not being able to properly satisfy her Xal, she soon found herself overcome with shame and sadness.

It was even worse on those nights when you would hear loud howls reverberate throughout the building - howls that sound like a hungry wolf unable to be sated, no matter how much he eats.

For anyone else, the sound would be mystifying, but Rosaria knows it is Xal, crying out in frustration - the only time he would let it be known. She has already tried all kinds of tricks.

She would dress up only in an apron, leaving her back and ass completely bare for Xal's eyes to feast upon. That would only work to ignite and accelerate Xal's lust, making him instantly jump at her and pound her for hours until she couldn't take anymore - still without Xal climaxing.

Another trick she used was attaching a few rings with mana crystals onto his dick after dipping them in lube, making them slippery and start emitting warmth, and then unashamedly using her magic to vibrate them, giving Xal a feeling similar to what a woman would feel were she to directly apply a powerful vibrator on her hooded pearl.

Thinking that she had finally succeeded when Xal started moaning wildly, she, however, soon got her hopes crushed after being made to cum even faster, and more often than she could remember after Xal pushed her down and forced his dick inside her wet pink flower.

Xal's howling continued throughout the nights, so she started getting more desperate and resorted to using various aphrodisiacs she bought in disguise, which promised heightened sexual abilities and whatnot.

Even those were of no effect and only backfired by leaving her in a state where even the smallest touch from Xal would make her orgasm with her tongue out multiple times.

This lasted for a few days, making her almost go crazy, and thus she decided that they were too dangerous to use.

She then stooped down to receiving a succubus' consultation on how to increase her seductiveness and learn the ins and outs of wringing out Xal effectively.

Can you believe it? A Princess with royal blood in her veins, Goddess' chosen child, venerated by everyone in the Human Kingdom, visiting a lowly succubus! That's unheard of in the centuries of the Kingdom's existence!

But even so, swallowing her pride, she worked hard and took in every bit of the teaching, sitting while nodding and looking up at the horned woman like a curious schoolgirl, completely forgetting about her own standing in the process.

If people found out about it, there's no question that her title would be in peril, even if she weren't exiled from the kingdom. She was utterly desperate.

To her dismay, even with the lowly devil's help, Princess Rosaria merely managed to become sexier and even more enticing in Xal's eyes. This caused him to now require her to greet him while naked and down on her knees whenever he comes back home.

The number of daily sessions has increased threefold, and now, while Princess Rosaria's pink flower excretes nectar whenever near Xal, his issues are still not resolved.

｟Knock knock｠

A knocking sound coming from the front door interrupts Princess Rosaria's recollections while she walks around the house and makes her turn her head. Not a moment goes by before she starts feeling the presence of the person behind the door. Taking a step back, she begins trembling while shaking her head as if trying to deny the presence.

「N..no... the Hero? Why?」