Harem Tournament of Champions

The next day,

"Darling, wake up!"

Hisha shrugged off the voice, sleeping to his side to continue where he had left off in his dream.

Alta watched as he slept rather peacefully after she had passed out after numerous intense sexual activities.

Her lips pouted as she stared at him, thinking of a better way to start from where they left off.

Placing her hand on his head, she whispered into his ear. "Dream of me."

[Warning ~ Succubus' attempt on triggering your sexual activities in your dream!]

Hisha felt his body stiffen after she had heard the words and let out an unintentional moan from the scene that began to play in his head.

In his dream, he watched as her buttocks jiggled with every thrust of his dick.

He only stopped when he saw the original host watch him from a distance and he had a wide grin on his face.

<My! My! That's some thrust work.> Lord Hisha chuckled as he materialized in front of Hisha who was unseen by the Alta in his dream.

She continued to buck her hips on Hisha so that he was left with no choice but to grab onto her waist and shook his head at the feeling.

'Why are you here?' Hisha questioned, cautious of the appearance of the original host.

They had made a promise that he wouldn't show his face again if he could satisfy his desires.

Lord Hisha looked at Alta's blissful face and clicked his tongue, <I'm shocked that you can't tell the difference between what's real and what's not!>

Hisha frowned at the meaning and inquired to understand what he had meant.

<You've had sex with Alta and yet you can't tell the difference between reality and a dream?!> Lord Hisha shook his head in disappointment and squatted in front of the dream materialization of Alta.

Grabbing her face and forcing it so she was aware of his presence, <as much as I took you in, you can't bite the hand that helped you demoness!>

Slowly disintegrating when Lord Hisha's eyes glowed, he got back to his feet and looked down at Hisha.

Hisha was left stunned at the ordeal and looked at his body to find himself clothed in a black silk bathrobe.

Looking over his shoulder, Lord Hisha's furious eyes caught Hisha's attention.

<You would dare tear down your guard while sleeping beside a succubus?!>

Hisha raised a brow at the outrage, unfazed by the original host's fury.

Calmly responding, he thanked the original host for his help in reminding him of the dangers of being with a succubus.

Activating the glow in his eyes so he could stand his ground with the demeaning aura seething off Lord Hisha. He also notified him that he was the current host and that he would never tolerate being looked down on even if it were the original host.

This display of courage left Lord Hisha speechless for a few seconds.

Closing his eyes and nodding, he gave a warm smile, <remember the reason you were chosen, don't make me to wish I took back my body!>

'Lesson learned, all in the past.' Hisha responded with a little smile.

With those words, Lord Hisha nodded his head as slowly began to disintegrate.

Outside Hisha's body, Alta pulled away in an instant and panted with coughs. Her hand massaged her cheeks and stared at Hisha in horror.

Yawn!

[You would have lost your soul in the end, if the original host didn't intervene! You ignored my warning!]

HTC attached a red pout face emoji and continued with an ellipse.

'It's a miracle, one I'd be grateful for his help. I apologize for not taking note of your warning, I was too far gone in my sleep to notice.'

Hisha stretched out and looked to his side at the horror-stricken Alta.

[He stated nothing but the facts, do not be too laid back especially with a succubus]

Hisha subtly nodded his head and raised a brow at Alta to mock her attempt.

She stared at him but said nothing of what she had experienced or why she had experienced them.

Hisha on the other hand had a grin with his back to her. Getting out of bed, he didn't try to make eye contact with her as he headed for his washroom.

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In the stables,

Hisha had dressed in a fully clothed and much simpler outfit than he usually would have worn.

His short-sleeved, black cloth jacket covers him to his knees and is tightly tied with string at the top right side. The sleeves of his jacket are a little narrow and reach down to just below his wrists, they're decorated with a decorative silver band almost at the edges.

The jacket has a deep, round neckline that reveals part of the traditional shirt worn below it and is worn with a thick decorative leather belt, which is held together by a small belt buckle.

His gray pants are simple and a little narrow and reach down to his furred boots made from rare fur.

Kritz looked at his lord in dismay and couldn't help but question his choices, "my lord, your choice of clothing is a little odd for a hunting trip."

Hisha laughed at his comment and agreed gleefully, "it is, isn't it?"

Walking a few steps, he stops at a Friesian neighing at his approach. He was in awe at the beautiful color that glistened with the little sunlight permeating from the tiny holes created to give an aesthetic approach to the stable.

'Why do I feel some sort of attraction to this horse?!' Hisha wondered as he took short steps closer to its stall.

The horse brought out its head and leaned forward with its brown eyes fixated on Hisha.

Instinctively, Hisha reached out for the horse to caress its thick mane.

Neigh!

Clip!

Clop!

It hit its hooves on the floor and raised its forelegs and snorted air onto Hisha's face.

"Twilaet still enjoys your company as he should, lord Hisha," Kritz commented from behind with a stoic expression.

His red eyes watched the two interact for a while before he let out a cough to alert Hisha about their hunt.

Opening the wooden stall, Hisha let out Twilaet who majestically strutted out and awaited to be dressed for the adventure.

Hisha watched as Kritz did the preparation in a quick motion and dusted his hand when done.

Climbing onto his horse, he caressed the mane once more, and with a grin, he looked to his side where Kritz had already mounted his stallion.

'It's finally time for some adventure aside from this citadel!' He thought with a grin.

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