Chapter 47

"Yes! Right there!" Scarface moaned with closed eyes. "Not further down, you stupid frog! Back up!” She hit the goblin beneath her with a slim and springy wooden stick on his stomach. “Yes! There! Good! Gooood!"

Her body had changed since Divine had last seen it naked.

Well, when he thought about it had almost been a year.

Her breasts, that were bared to the air, were better formed than he remembered.

From what Divine could see that applied to her whole body.

Her open robe hung sensually from her fair shoulders, slipping further down with every rocking movement of her nice hips.

Her flat belly and her legs caught his eye, too.

Good nutrition and cultivation had definitely done her good.

Sadly, the scars on her face had not gotten much better after her breakthrough to the Qi Condensation Realm, but Divine was curious how much stepping into the Body Tempering Realm would help.

After Divine had taken in the situation, he wanted to interrupt them, but…

"Ohhhh! Yes! Yes! Yes! Maaaasteeer Diiiiviiiine...!!!" His minion cried out.

For a second, Divine thought that she had noticed his presence, but she was just orgasming and calling out his name.

Her scarred face contorted in ecstasy.

At least Divine couldn't see much of the male goblin.

The face was covered, and the goblin was still fully clad.

Scarface hadn't deigned to reciprocate and hadn’t even touched the stiff tent in his rags.

Loudly, Divine cleared his throat. “Hem-hem!”

His minion’s eyes shot open.

She saw him and quickly jumped up.

“Master Divine…?!” Then she hesitated, not knowing what to do or say.

She didn’t even know what to feel right now.

“I want you to go home with me.” Divine said in English without preamble and in a neutral tone of voice.

Home?

She didn’t recognize the word.

Where did Master Divine want to take her?

To be punished?

To be exiled?

To be killed?

Master Divine could do anything and everything he wanted to her and there was nothing she could do against that.

Her imaginations went from appealing, to horrifying, to depressing.

Her body trembled and her voice shook a little when she spoke. “H-home?”

Divine understood that she was asking for clarification regarding the word. “Home is the word for the place where the people you belong with are at or where they sleep. Home is where your family is.”

Tears rose to her eyes, she wanted to run to Divine and jump into his arms but remembering what had happened to make her run away put a damper on her happiness.

“Are you coming?” Divine saw her mood swinging and didn’t know if he had to say or do anything else to get her to come back.

Apparently, she was still hesitant.

“I knew someone awesome named Scarface and that’s where I got the name from. Don’t take it to heart. But if you don’t like the name, we can think of a new one for you. Together this time, so there won’t be any tears later.” That was as far as Divine would lower himself.

That was enough of an apology.

If she didn’t relent after this and came home, Divine would stop asking nicely.

After all, he had already decided that she would be coming back with him, and that was that.

“All right, I will go home with you.” She couldn’t suppress a small smile when she said the word ‘home’.

She stepped up to Divine to follow him out, but he didn’t turn around to walk ahead as she had thought and only kept looking at her coming closer.

“Close your robe before going out!” Divine said at last, not averting his eyes.

She dipped her head in embarrassment, and quickly closed and tied her rope.

Suddenly, she remembered why her robe had been open in the first place and looked at Snicky.

The goblin was just sitting on the ground where she had left him and looking fearfully in their direction.

“Can I bring this servant?” She tested Divine.

Divine gave the goblin a look and Snicky cowered.

“Frog!” Divine called in Gobble and Snicky looked up. “You follow!”

She was disappointed with Divine’s decision.

The three didn’t exchange any words on their way to Divine’s cavern until they were almost there.

Divine could be really oppressive sometimes.

At the last cave in the tunnel in front of his cavern, Divine stopped.

“You! Frog! You live here now! Don’t go into my cavern or me punish you!” Divine ordered sternly.

The two left the confused Snicky without another word and went on into the cavern together.

Snicky was happy to see them leave, especially the demanding Beauty-From-Behind.

Snicky didn’t even think of changing the moniker he used for her in his head, even though he now knew that every part of her body was delectable, except for her face of course.

Strong first impressions were that way and their first encounter had burned itself deep into Snicky’s mind.

After her swinging hips had left his field of view, he immediately thought of following.

Then he thought of running away.

But he didn’t dare.

Snicky went into his new cave to inspect it.

Some not high, but pretty wide tree trunks stood to one wall.

Next to them some weirdly cut firewood, that was too big and had a strange form.

Bits and pieces of wood all around on the floor.

The other side of the cave was laid out with pelts.

When Sticky stepped closer, he noticed their strange smell and spotted some concerning stains.

And of course, not a crump of food or a drop of water in the whole place.

It seemed, like always, he had to take care of his own feeding.

The question was who else would he also have to feed?

Would the beauty-from-behind still expect him to serve meals to her?

Would he have to supply that scary goblin, too?

Why did that scary goblin ask him to follow anyway?

What was going to happen to poor Snicky?

And what in the Darkness was going on in this cavern?

Why wasn’t he allowed to go?

He doubted it was the exclusive mating ground for the scary goblin or else Snicky would have been dead for tasting Beauty-From-Behind.