Desire's Vessel: My Lewd Reincarnation-Chapter 56: Isidora Ironforge

But each of those bolts carried enough power to blast through the average Arcane Bearing humans head. Though Zaja’s snake was an extraordinary lad, he wasn’t about to have it die just because he used them as meat shields. So he just handled it himself, zigzagging at lightning speed while moving at the ant size scale.

But as he moved at that speed, his arms began to turn bright red due to friction with his body and the surrounding air. Heating up under the crushing pressure of his primal strength pushing through the dense air, the red spread to the whole body and Zaja stopped mid ait, gasping for breath while flame projectiles surrounded him from all sides.

’Breathe...’ balling his fist, Zaja pulled in a deep breath. The red hot heat shrank back to his arms, and he brust to the left, shifting out of the projectiles way and letting them collide at the last moment,

A rumbling blast detonated, propelling the mini Crimson Deity Vessel into the distance. Each second now felt like a jump into an erupting volcano, causing searing tempratures to light up Zaja from the inside.

And when the vessel found his opening underneath a metallic bunker-like building that was able to take a few shots of the raining flames, he regained his normal size and joined his hands in a succession of mysterious gestures that pushed the Shadow Flame to its limit, boosting the output of his innate mutation.

"Shadow Flame Manipulation: Red Cloud Paradise"

Zaja threw his head back and with warm blood flowing down his eyes, nose and lips, he moved his hands like a maestro, directing an orchestra of massive Shadow Flame energies erupting from the ground.

Those energies had a solid core of pressurized rock that hardened to a texture even tougher than diamonds and as they emerged from the ground, covering the entire area with red clouds all conscious members of the church aimed something as Zaja’s location, hoping to stop him from using this massive skill— a pointless effort.

The orchestra of massvie Shadow Flame energies rose and diluted the impact from every flaming projectile that was aiming at Zaja and once he snapped his fingers, in a 500 meter radius, the priests and everyone who were gunning for his life met the same fate as the Shadow Fire masses came raining down on them, most of them burned into ashes, the rest had half their bodies blasted off, no one could avoid the wide scale attack.

Naga, Egar and Elyria appeared at the gates of the massive area, smashing through its defensive barries with combined efforts.

As Zaja’s familiar, Naga had sensed the massive suction of Shadow Fire energy from his reserves and was able to pinpoint his location due to that unnatural drag in energy.

The next moment, two figures appeared on the roof of the church. On the left, the unconscious Vault Keeper Siri Lancha. Zaja ignored her, focusing on the one who so easily dispelled his strongest attack: a woman shrouded from head to toe in a twister of silver flames, with windblown white hair that cascaded at her back:

Lady Isidora Ironforge, Queen of the Ironforge Dominion and true leader of the Ember Crown Empire had made her entrance.

Ding!

~Name: Isidora Ironforge~

~Age: 101~

~Gender: Female~

~Arcane Energy Level: 20,000 Units~

~Mutation: Unkown~

~Vessel has been in contact with at least three matriarchs and triggered the hidden quest MILF hunter. For every matriarch the vessel cucks, the vessel will receive 500,000 Desire Points~

~For every matriarch who falls in love with the vessel, he will receive 1 million Desire Points, one set of Penis Binding Chains~

~Note: the Desire System defines a matriarch as a woman with command over at least 1 million men, and will reward you for matriarchs you have conquered already~

The moment Isidora appeared, the Desire System flashed a series of dialogue messages in Zaja’s vission. But he ignored it, focusing on the queen.

Isidora however, was busy on the Vault Keeper, draining the venom in her veins that naga had pumped in earlier. Siri woke up the next moment, crossing her arms over her chest and bowing at Isidora.

"My lady..." the Vault Keeper said in a soft and polite tone, confirming Isidora’s status.

"What’s going on? Why is there so much havoc in the capital and the church headquarters?" Isidora didn’t beat around the bush, her words caused the Vault Keeper to lower her head even more.

"My lady, this is a misunderstanding. We didn’t attack him, we wouldn’t dare do such a thing! He was the one that attacked us!"

"I see. Now, your grace, would you like to explain how my subordinates have offended you?" Isidora asked in that same disturbingly level tone, almost as if she had no interest in the ongoing conflict.

"Good question... but if I’m being frank, I have about a million reason why I’d want to fuck up the Ember Crown Empire. If I was to start, it would be a long list longer than the river of Versille," Zaja replied in similar fashion.

At that time, Elyria appeared at Zaja’s right hand side, facing Isidora while Egar returned into hibernation and Naga turned into its full divine manifestation, roaring and soaring above.

"I see. I hope we can all agree that I have followed the rules of courtesy and etiquette, right?" interestingly, despite Naga and Elyria’s appearance, Isidora Ironforge ignored them, still lokking at Zaja.

Elyria, however could do nothing but stare at the glorious matriarch— unspoken words flashing through her eyes as she realized that it had been a long while since she saw the wife of King Percival.

"I suppose?" Zaja answered the strange question, his eyes narrowing to slit.

Isidora’s eyes too narrowed, and eerie silence settled in— maintained by the two partys unwillingness to break the stalemate.

"I could not care less about your grudge with the Ember Crown Empire. But the Red Veil Arcane Beasts you stole are important to me. If I asked you to retun them all, would you heed to my request?" Isidora asked, and for the first time since she made her entrance, her tone shifted completely, becoming a mellow and melodious tune that melted the defenses of men and women alike.

All immediately fell compelled, wanting nothing more than to serve the interests of Isidora. Even Elyria had a hard time resisting Isidora’s compulsion, with only Zaja and Naga appearing completely disinterested.

"Sadly, they are important to me too. And I got a good feeling the Red Veil Arcane Beasts prefer my leadership company anyway, atleast they are not forcefully chained up and only released when you need your dirty and destructive work to be done." Zaja replied, and Isidora’s lips curled up.

"Not bad. Now lets make a deal. Alone, you might be able to escape, but that would leave your familiar beasts and Lady Elyria Valthorne at my mercy. I can tell they’re both strong, but I am stronger than the both of them combined..."

"...So how about this? You can leave with the treasures and the beasts. But in exchange, I want your help with a little quest of mine. If you agree, we will discuss the specifics on a later date. All the info is here..." Isidora’s voice returned to its original form and she flicked her finger, firing a silver flame card at Zaja.

He was a bit sceptical at first with the card, thinking it might contain some kind of trap or ill intentions, but as Zaja crushed it between his fingers, it caused a wave of information to enter his brain and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"It is indeed interesting. But I am horrible at making choices under pressure or hot seat," Zaja said following a moment of silence, again causing everyone present to hold their breath in expectation of Isidora’s response.

"Same can be said about me as well. If you wish to take me up on my offer, you now know how to find me. I will give you seven days to decide. That should be plenty time. And if I don’t get the answer I want by then, I will get my Red Veil Arcane Beasts back with brute force..." Isidora said. "All fifteen of them..."

Forever the practical man, Zaja didn’t delay with extra talks and he vanished into the distance alongside Elyria and Naga before things starred up again.

"Are you sure you should let him go? That man vandalized our treasures, stole our Special Grade weapons and Red Veil Arcane Beasts, killed The Pope... your blood brother and yet still bears a grudge against us..."

"...That level of hatred is quite frankly shocking if you ask me. And he was about to delete our church headquarter from the surface of the map before you returned to save the day. So, if I may ask my dear Lady why... haven’t you made his head pop like a helium filled balloon?" too confused to stay silent Siri Lancha asked unable to accept that Isidora left Zaja go just like that.

"I want to try and be more polite..."