Anon’s House…

“Master…Master… The house is ready.” No.300’s resonated in Anon’s ears.

“Hmm…?” Anon stood up from Freya’s butt and looked at the sun directly.

The sun is shining red and it’s going down the horizon.

“It’s evening huh ?” Anon said as he started moving ahead and noticed that something is in his legs, blocking the way.

Anon looked down and found out that the blocking element was nothing other than Gia and Kia themselves.

Both of them are lying on the ground, naked. Their butts are high up in the air and cum is flowing out of their raw pussies without any stop.

Their faces have an ahegao look and their eyes are rolling to the back of their heads.

Their pussies are still twitching from all the orgasms that they just had.

“Well, it’s been one hell of a nap.” Anon said as he slapped both of them on their ass cheeks and moved forward.

*Slap-Slap*

Wearing his pants Anon noticed no.300 continuously looking at his thick dick.

“You want something no.300 ?” Anon asked with a smile.

“N-No sir. I am sorry. I wasn’t looking at your- please forgive me.” No.300 spoke with a very embarrassed face as she bowed down.

“No, problem. You will get this dick very soon but first show me the house.” Anon said as he touched no.300’s pussy.

“Y-Yes, your majesty.” No.300 said with an even more flushed face but in her mind she had another thoughts.

‘Will master, ** me wild ? Will he beat my ass when **ing me just like last time ? Will he use me like a thing for his pleasure and then throw me away ? Ohhh, i love master.’ No.300 thought as Butterflies started giggling in her stomach.

“Let’s go… What are you waiting for ?” Anon asked.

“Y-Yes.” .𝓬ℴ𝓶

After walking some distance, Anon noticed a big 3 story building in front of him.

It was wide and large. All made out of white ghost wood and mithiril gates with thick glass windows.

“Wow… This is something that only you ogres can make huh ?” Anon praised no.300.

“No, master. This was very easy to make. Please enter through the door.” No.300 said as she gestured towards the main door.

Their were two mithiril doors at the start of the house.

Anon opened the foors and entered inside.

As soon as he entered inside he noticed a magic circle beneath him.

Anon stepped on the circle and it started shining but after shining a bit it went back to normal.

Anon has seen this circle before too…

‘The Enigma Warding Circle, an intricate and powerful enchantment etched into the floor, lies dormant until a footstep is placed upon it. Upon contact, the circle awakens with a faint shimmer, its design glowing with eldritch energy. The circle’s purpose is twofold: it serves as both a guardian and a judge of entry.

With a weave of ancient arcane principles, the circle reaches out to the intruder’s mana pattern, intricately woven into their very being. If the resonance of the mana matches the predefined signature of an authorized dweller, the circle’s light pulses affirmingly before gradually fading away. The house remains unchanged, its secrets safe.

However, should the mana pattern deviate from the known signatures, the circle’s light glows a menacing crimson, and a symphony of whispered incantations permeates the air. The house stirs, walls humming as they come alive with magic.

As the invader unwittingly sets off the circle’s alarm, the house itself awakens to an ominous transformation. Walls shift and twist, revealing hidden armaments and mechanisms long dormant. Windows become shimmering barriers, insurmountable by any mundane means. The very architecture shifts, turning corridors into mazes, stairways into dead ends.

The shield, born of the circle’s fierce magic, envelops the dwelling, its iridescent aura pulsating with both enchantment and warning. It renders the outside world distorted and distant, making escape a near-impossibility.

With its arsenal of enchanted traps and formidable defenses, the house becomes a labyrinthine trap, its objective clear: to capture or deter the uninvited. Intruders find themselves pitted against animated suits of armor, illusionary landscapes that disorient the senses, and corridors that seem to change direction on a whim.’

“Did sephie placed this circle here ?” Anon asked No.300.

“No master, Sir Kol placed it here. He said that if someone unauthorised is Trapped inside the labyrinth, he will suffer through hell every minute.” No.300 explained.

“Hmm… Kol is being useful huh..? I just remembered that i had to bring kol’s victim here before tomorrow’s sunset.” Anon said as he moved ahead and noticed a big door on the ground.

“Is that ?” Anon asked with a suspicious expression.

“Yes, master. This is the way to the underground city… Anyone other than you can’t even open this door.” No.300 explained.

“Cool… But there is nothing else here. Where are the stairs to the second floor ?” Anon asked in confusion.

“Yes, please follow me sir.” No.300 said as she took Anon to the front upper wall of the room and stopped.

“Please put your hand on this wall, master.” No.300 said.

“Here ?” Anon said as he puts his hand without any questions.

*Click*

As soon as his hand touches the wall, a small magical circle appears on the wall and the bricks start to move away as a stair case appeared.

“I feel like Harry Potter.” Anon said as he started climbing the stairs and no.300 followed behind.

As soon as they reached on the second floor, they saw a very big hall.

The hall contains many windows and on each window there is a railgun, moving by itself.

“Why are these rail guns moving by themselves ?” Anon asked.

“Sir, madam sephie has made some changes in them, here she wanted me to give you this.” No.300 said as she gave Anon an emrald bracelet.

“What is this-?” Before anon could’ve said anything a screen popped out of the bracelet that showed 12 different small screens.

“These Cannon’s are observing the mana around the house, if they sense a tiny bit of danger. They will immediately send an alert to you and ask for permission to shoot.” No.300 explained.

Will upload 5 chapters tomorrow.