The process of the removal of the man's genitalia took minutes, but for the male it felt like hours of torture. He had passed out twice during the whole ordeal, first from the initial cut and second was after the work had finished. For good measure, Anna also cut off his testicles and crushed them beneath her feet.

Willem had long since grown tired of the whole event and now more than ever wished to dump their bodies somewhere in the kingdom. Anna pressed a healing salve to where the man's penis used to be, and the healing began. The skin reformed, but not enough to heal completely. The man was left with half of a torn penis and no testicles. Anna dressed the bodies in normal kingdom clothing and moved them together for Willem to transport.

Willem shifted through the darkness, with five bodies in tow. The male was dropped off in the outer ring by the eunuch's circle, on one of the abandoned plots of land. The four women were dropped in front of the brothel, still passed out. Considering what they had done to Anna, Willem was showing a fair bit of kindness by not outright killing them and using their bodies for experimentation.

Willem returned to his Private Sanctum and saw that a bath had already been drawn for him. His clothes shone a deep red, the blood and smell from the torture still lingering on his body. He removed his clothes and entered the bath with Anna at his side to wash his body.

Anna cleaned Willem thoroughly, in order to remove the smell of blood from his body. Willem did nothing to resist, nor did he raise a hand to touch her. Anna's new body had yet to be embraced by any man, Master or not. Once the cleaning was done, Willem laid in the bed naked while Anna removed her magical robes.

Both Willem and Anna knew that Anna made up her mind to give her body to her Master. Especially after everything he had done for her before and after her reincarnation.

Anna quietly moved to the bed and performed sexual acts just as Willem commanded her to in his mind. When she believed herself ready, she inserted his penis into her for the first time. Her first time began with an incredible amount of pain, so much so that she could not move her hips for roughly five minutes. Since her body was completely renewed, it had not been abused by the other men from the previous incidents.

She carefully and unskillfully attempted to pleasure her Master until the pain subsided. She would slowly rock her hips with minimal movement while Willem fondled her breasts. In reality, he was measuring them to compare to Kinsey's later on. The experimental data on his sexual encounters so far had progressed rather well considering the lack of subjects.

Once Anna was able to begin moving, she tried to take her Master deeper inside. Willem closed off his mind save for a small connection in order to not hinder him from gathering data. Anna felt double the pleasure as it rebounded from Willem's mind back into hers. Within minutes, they had both climaxed together and Willem had drifted off to sleep.

Anna watched as the White Tiger Cub ate the humans flesh and lapped up their blood from the wooden bowl.

Inside The Trade Market.

Kinsey had returned from the outer ring and made her way to inspect the hired help whom would be working the farms with Anna's mother. The servant in charge of finding help did quite well, finding twenty farmers and fifteen gatherers who were willing to work immediately as well as two carriages that could accommodate twenty workers each.

Kinsey explained the details of their job to them, their pay and what they would be farming as well as who they would be working for. When all was done, Kinsey told them to meet Meriam at dusk in front of her house for orders. The farmers and gatherers bowed and left to go tell their kin the good news.

Kinsey dismissed the servants and driver for the day and went to a small shop on the outskirts of the trade district. The shop had a sign with a bull head on it, beside a fork and knife. Kinsey would often go here when she was still a part of the Golden Dragon family. The bull head pub was well known for catering to nobles and adventurers alike.

The doors swung open with little force as Kinsey surveyed the pub. All but two seats in the corner had been taken by someone else, though she knew she need only ask for a seat for someone to give it up. Many eyes turned to look upon the beautiful woman as she initially entered the pub, but they quickly turned away when her eyes met theirs.

Kinsey was only looking for an excuse to hang around until dusk before dealing with the homeless men on Meriam's new plot of land. If it turned out to be bandits, that could work out in her favor even more. Her Master had told her recently that he needed live humans to experiment on and would only take the bad ones. If she delivered twelve experimental subjects, she may even be praised.

The thought alone of being praised by Willem brought a smile to her face, which in turn brought a smile to the faces of everyone in the pub. The attendant led Kinsey to the available seat in the corner and took her order. A couple minutes passed and she was offered a free glass of wine on the house. After confirming with magical perception it had not been poisoned or otherwise tampered with, she slowly tasted the wine.

It had a hint of redberry, and was quite sour to Kinsey's soft palette. This did not deter her from drinking the wine, as it was quickly absorbed and diffused thanks to her magical body. Though her abilities were not nearly as potent as her Master, it was enough for such a small amount of alcohol.

Kinsey struck up a conversation with nobles and adventurer's alike, guards and hunters, spinning tales of grand fights with magical beasts. Kinsey kept talking with different people, declining to change location to a more private venue more than a few times.

Once the crowd had thinned and enough time had passed, Kinsey left the pub. It was almost the exact same pub as how she remembered it from before, save for the magical perception that made everything a bit more vibrant. The colors fought for her attention, the ale frothed and the popping of old joints and clanks of drinking glasses all sung harmoniously.

Kinsey slipped into the darkness where the street lights could not cover and donned a black face mask. Her new attire consisted of all black, and when she was done changing she quickly scaled the walls of the shops in the inner city.

After an hour of running, dodging, and sometimes crawling to avoid detection, Kinsey finally arrived outside the well taken care of farm house. She paid extra care to not be noticed by those inside, and now had ample time to read their condition now that she was much closer.

She pressed her hand to the fiber of the wood and spread her magical perception out as if to grasp the world. The magical energies washed over the humans inside, though it had no effect on them and they were none the wiser.

Twelve separate heartbeats, three weaker than the others. One was missing and eye, another missing a middle finger, and one missing an arm. Deep within their hearts was resentment and anger, with a twinge of fear. Kinsey gave them the benefit of the doubt, and chose to believe they were homeless people whom had lost everything.

None of her feelings mattered, however, when she broke open the front door and began to attack the humans. With her muscles laced with magical energy, Kinsey moved like the wind, while the enemies moved as if under the duress of a time displacement spell.

By the time they had drawn their weapons, half their party had been knocked out. By the time they swung at the intruder dressed in black, only two were left. By the time their weapons made contact and bounced off the enemy, all had been knocked out. Kinsey blew through them with a flurry of blows meant to knock them out without sustaining any serious injuries. It was a cold and efficient hunt for Kinsey, whom had done research on human physiology in order to better understand how certain herbs affected certain body parts.

Kinsey looked over the twelve bodies and could see nothing but bandits. Even their clothing screamed bad intentions, but Kinsey dared not assess whether they were worthy or not to be experimental subjects for Willem.

After she had finished rounding up their bodies, she quietly whisper his name.

"Willem."

Willem woke up from his sleep and quickly put on some nearby clothes. The connection to his mind was still closed, and Anna laid on the bed snoring quietly. Willem melded into the shadow of an oil lamp and emerged within the shadow of one of the possible bandits.

Kinsey bowed to Willem and explained what her day had entailed. After hearing about how everything had gone according to plan, except for this incident, Willem was quite pleased with Kinsey's work and complimented her on a job well done. Willem searched the minds of the twelve men, and all he saw was struggling and death. Pain and hunger, fear and betrayal. In the eyes of the kingdom, these twelve people were the scum of the earth. More importantly for Willem, however, was that they all did not have anyone whom would try to find them should they go missing.

He teleported the twelve bodies and Kinsey back to the Private Sanctum, where he placed the twelve bodies on meat hooks to be used later.

Willem and Kinsey stayed up for another half hour while Willem talked about what he had done all day, drinking some hot tea one last time before bed. Once they were ready to sleep, Willem curled in first, pressing his body up against Anna's, while Kinsey cuddled into his right side.

The White Tiger Cub yawned lazily at the foot of the bed.