Here's the fifth chapter and the second chapter written by Lordryuson. Please enjoy this first half.
Chapter 5: Harder Trial
"Cyril of Greenfield,"
Today was not a good day for the party of Cyril of Greenfield. Arrested during the middle of the night, and to make matters worse before that, dealing with warg riders, their leader, and one of the many creations of King Bonelaught; Not to mention Lady Contrina, an overdeveloped Death Knight trying to seduce them all! He was forced to spend the night in jail while he awaited trial tomorrow, where he faced the judge.
"Yes your honor?" Cyril looked at the judge.
The judge himself was a elderly light elf, with silvery hair and a beard to match. He was dressed in robes, and with various beads. He looked down at the boy who later said, "You were charged with sexual assault of one Uahna, and the leading of various hostiles near the defenses! How do you plead?"
Uahna stood up. "I was never assaulted, I invited him in! It's hardly rape when you enjoy it."
"ORDER!" The judge commanded. He later looked at the prosecutor. "Prosecutor, your thoughts?"
The prosecutor was a fine, yet stern elf woman. She was like all the other patrons here, but she was very stern. "Your honor, we all had adventures like this when we were children, but this incorrigible behavior has got to stop!" She slammed her fist down. "She will eventually give in to the Pleasure Goddess's whims, unleashing all sorts of destruction!"
"Objection!" Levine stood up. She whispered in Uahna's ear as she said, "I decided to play the defense today. Don't worry, I'll get you out of this." She later turned loud again. "What Uahna did was far from Pleasure Goddess worship; Rather than an adolescence trip out of sheer boredom, she wasn't that popular in school."
The crowd murmured.
"Of course, I stood by her regardless of the outcomes, and fought off those who would dare look down on her like a pack of snobs."
Uahna remembered this well. Despite her social standing, she wasn't the popular girl in her school. She was quiet and reserved most of the time. Then she grew up, older, but somewhat wiser as the rush of boredom entered her veins. She would go around screwing many men and possible women, and used her magic to 'clean' herself, and go on many adventures within the forest, where she met Cyril. Now she's quite popular due to her adorable physique.
Levine was even more developed than her mistress, despite them going on adventures together. The truth is, she's ashamed of her breast size, and if Uahna found out that Levine had bigger breasts than her mistress, then things would be far more complicated.
This is going to be a long trial, Cyril thought. Mikhaela better get here soon.
"Malkivor!" Mikhaela called out. She was in the mage's laboratory, with various chemicals and potions that the mage made in his spare time.
Malkivor was as young as he was, yet old on the inside as he had silver hair down to his shoulders. He was dressed in flowing white robes and sporting a mighty staff. "Ah, Mikhaela, how much have you grown!" He was staring at her bust. He remembered that the most somehow.
"Master!" Mikhaela blushed as she covered herself up. "This is serious! Unless we do something to save my student, Cyril and his friends are going to be executed, or worse!"
Malkivor scratched his chin. "This is dire indeed, a bond between student and teacher severed by law." He then took his staff. "I watched the whole thing last night, you deserve a warning rather a death sentence." He walked alongside the sorceress. Something is definitely wrong here."
Mikhaela obeyed.
After a while, the trial was about to come to a close. The decision of the verdict was rather different than other courts; One side would say guilty while the other side say not guilty.
There were jurors who thought Cyril and friends were guilty while others who thought he was not. The line was formed, and a participant would tell the judge his or her decision and move to one side of the room.
The first person said, "Guilty." And moved to the left side of the room.
Another person said, "Innocent." And moved to the right.
Cyril was held in his seat. He and his friends all did the same.
"Guilty."
"Guilty."
"Innocent."
"Guilty."
"Innocent."
"Innocent."
The verdict went on, eventually both sides have equal jurors. It was insane, seeing that this argument can last all afternoon.
The judge looked at the end results and said, "Well, it seems we have a tie. Even if I would break the tie, I couldn't decide if Cyril and his friends would be guilty or innocent." The judge later called out, "If any of you would like to break this tie, speak now or...."
"Innocent."
The crowd gasped to see who it was.
It was Malkivor. He had Mikhaela with him as he walked towards the judge and jury. "All these people wanted was to enjoy the sights and sounds of Aguila, and this is how you repay them?" He later turned to Mikhaela. "Mikhaela came on by to see me, there's no reason to place them on trial."
The prosecutor stepped up towards Malkivor and said angrily, "Objection! You are obviously missing the point of this trial;" She later pointed out to Cyril. "He's been accused of sexually assaulting Uahna and diving into possible Pleasure Goddess worship! Ever thought of that?"
Malkivor smiled. "It's just a phase he is going through, he will grow out of it. The same can be said about Uahna, whom I both watched while I got the call that Mikhaela and her friends will be coming here!"
"And what does this have to do with Uahna?" The prosecutor grew even more pissed off.
Malkivor smiled again. "Let the boy speak."
It was Cyril's turn. "As I said before, I was simply getting some water for Prince Anthony. Then I encountered Uahna, who I mistook for a water nymph. Then she had her way with me, and I merely followed. Uahna later saved my life and Mikhaela's against a monstrous Spawn of Bonelaught and a Goblin Warg Rider Boss." He lowered his head. "I mean her no harm."
"See?" Malkivor looked at the prosecutor. "He's still a young boy who has alot to learn, which is why I'm planning on taking him and his friends under my tutelage, for the time being."
The judge later spoke. "The verdict is decided." He later looked at the evidence pointed out by Malkivor’s statements. "We find the defendant...."
All the audience members looked in anticipation. Even Cyril, who was nail-biting to see the verdict, to see if Mikhaela really did pull out for him.
Uahna in particular had a reputation to follow; Her parents did this sort of thing when they were her age.
"Not Guilty."
Everyone was shocked. Even the prosecutor had a reaction of fear in her eyes. Something was definitely wrong here. She ran away as she was ashamed of what happened.
During the trial, Prince Anthony saw, despite the prosecutor's stern glances and defiance towards the great mage, moments of fear. This wasn't too suprising, seeing he can understand emotions of women, especially those of his harem. Something is definitely wrong here, and someone must've tattled on them, bringing Uahna's father into the mix and planning to have the lot of them executed for their actions. He proceeded to follow the prosecutor in a stealthy way, trying to avoid her glances back.
"Prince Anthony!" Cyril called out, "Where are you going?"
"Something is wrong with this entire trial, and I'm going to find out what!" Prince Anthony spoke as he followed the prosecutor. Either that, or he found her hot and be a welcome addition to his harem. Not suprising, since this is Prince Anthony.
"You failed, prosecutor." A light elf with long, silvery-lavender hair and fair skin spoke as he watched the prosecutor tremble in fear. "You said that you never lost a trial in your long years in court." He threw his wine glass down. "You lied to me."
"This was my first loss!" The prosecutor protested. "I didn't know Mikhaela was a student of that High Mage!" She flustered. "I'll do better next time, master Aradan!"
"Next time?" Aradan glared at her. "Who said there will be a next time?"
The prosecutor blinked.
"I will make you pay for your failures!" Aradan later told her to, "Disrobe."
She shivered. She knew she failed, but this much? "No...."
Prince Anthony was watching the whole thing from a door crack.
"Are you defying me?" Aradan commanded.
Shedding a tear, the prosecutor disrobed before the advisor, baring her nubile body before him. "No, my lord."
Prince Anthony tried to control his urges, but he wanted to control himself at this point. They were already in deep water, and they didn't want to drown.
Aradan took off his pants and clasped his former minion. "That's what I thought." He placed his hands on the prosecutor, and turned her around. Then he proceeded to rail her from behind, and pumped her up with his shaft.
Prince Anthony watched the whole thing. He can't tell if he should be aroused by this or terrifyed of it.
Aradan continued railing the prosecutor in her behind as the latter howled in pain. "Please..." She continued to get railed as her boobs swung. "I won't fail you again!" She continued screaming as she was continued screaming. He later threw down the prosecutor as he later placed his shaft in her pussy.
"Please, isn't my rear end enough?"
Ignoring her plea, Aradan rammed his shaft into the pussy of the prosecutor as he continued his way with her.
"OH, OH, OOHHH," She howled in pain as Aradan was still having his way with her. Suddenly, the energies in her body were suddenly draining away.
Prince Anthony later thought that this has got to stop. He wanted to stop this madness, but he can't right now.
Eventually the prosecutor came. She screamed in absolute pain as Aradan removed himself and her life force from her
body. Cum dripping out of her pussy as Aradan placed his pants back on.
"Be thankful that I am not complete yet." Aradan spoke to the drained but still alive prosecutor. "Otherwise, you'd be dead." He started to walk away when,
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Prince Anthony finally barged in with his sword drawn.
Aradan glared at him. "And you are?"
"Don't pretend you don't know!" Prince Anthony was angry now. "I was part of the party that was placed in trial!"
"Oh yes, that Anthony cur, friend of Cyril the faux Pleasure Goddess worshipper." Aradan deadpanned. He drew a sword. "You have little idea on what you just gotten yourself into, don't you?"
Prince Anthony glared at him. He now saw what a Dark Elf can do and he growled, "You're no light elf, you're a Dark
Elf, just like this Ravutha person!"
"Very perceptive, human." Aradan smiled. "I admit you having that High Mage on your side, but if it weren't for that
abhorrent Mikhaela brat, my plan would've been flawless! You lot would've been executed first hand and the defenses
would be lowered, thus allowing my mistress to invade unopposed!" He then realized something. "Then there's this Contrina cow, who's just as bothersome as you brats!" He later morphed into an elf with the same hair, only darker, and much dark blue skin. "My name is Lazurai, and you just messed with the wrong Neo-Dark Elf."
"Neo-Dark Elf?" Anthony raised an eyebrow as Cyril and the others joined him.
"If you didn't know what one is, and I'm sure you are too stupid to figure that one out," Lazurai laughed. "It's when a Light Elf has treaded down the path of Darkness, but we haven't received Gorathone's blessing yet." He later looked at the gang. "Wow, six against one; Normally I'd summon my minions to fight you, but I'm not the type of person to cause attention to myself, especially when I already have a back up plan in mind!" He later used the powers of shapeshifting to turn himself into a male harpy. "I'll see you later." He later flew out the window as he was gone.
Prince Anthony later turned to the gang, "So there's more to Ravutha than just sending goblins to do her
dirty work."
Cyril nodded. "Yes, and I've seen her personally, alongside Mikhaela." He looked outside. "Apparently Ravutha isn't going down without a fight." He sighed. "I thought I was simply going to learn new spells from a vareity of teachers, like Murdock did when he was my age."
"And learn you shall." Malkivor smiled as he looked at Cyril. "Come, there is much to discuss."
The entire party nodded. Aguila could be a wonderful city after all.
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