Jian retreated behind Kyouka and the Ronin, extinguishing the fuse and starting to pour powder down the barrel for another shot.
In the cramped conditions, it isn't hard for her to slay them. They seem to have kept some skills, but they are slow and lumbering creatures. Finally, only one remains.
"It has been a confusing time, but I'm fine. Oh, you poor thing." She puts the pipe away and tries to fan away the smoke. "So, I wanted to ask you about your mother. I assume you have questions for me as well, given the surprise on your face earlier."
As she drinks, she feels a warm sensation pass through her chest, leaving her breasts feeling pleasantly tingly. The young man reaches out to grab her breast, and seems satisfied as a trail of milk leaks out of her now swollen nipple. He tastes it, and smiles. "The first is to see how well you produce milk. His highness greatly enjoys a concubine who can lactate, especially when it tastes good enough to drink, like yours. The next test," two of the massively muscled men enter the stall, "is to determine your endurance."
"Save your bullets." Kyouka said, As she proceeds to behead the last undead. "Hmm. Pretty easy." She cooes as she sheaths her sword.
'Alright,' Jian nodded and finished readying the gun for the next shot, holding it at the ready, 'Not too bad these foreigner weapons.'
Kyouka and the ronin butcher the undead, and by the time he's reloaded, they've all been killed. "This is just the first level. It gets worse from here." She continues to lead them down the hallway. "Put these on. There's a gas in here that'll turn you on so much you'll be begging for it when the vines drag you away and fuck you." She hands each of them a mask, as the walls begin to get covered in moss and ivy.
“There isn't much I could tell you about mother. I thought she was just a bureaucrat working for the Yokuboo clan. Yet you seemed to recognize her name. Either she has the same name as another person, as unlikely as that is, or there's a lot about her past she has not shared with us.” Midori admitted. “Perhaps you could tell me how you know her? I want to make sure I am not misunderstanding...”
"Good. Wouldn't want things to get too boring." Kyouka hums as their leaders tells them it'll only get harder. But, as she hands them masks, the redhead takes one. "Seriously? Huh, sounds like something Oichi would use." She said as she puts the mask on, then it hit her. What if the gas was what Oichi uses? "So, is there an antidote to the gas?" She asked as they continued on.
She shakes her head. "It's not another person. You look just like her she did at that age, a rare beauty like she was." The empress smiles. "Early in my husband's reign, when he first decided to end the anarchy, an army was led here to kill him, by a clan that didn't want the chaos to end. The emperor crushed their army, and that's where he found your mother. She was a mere pleasure slave, at least officially, but her skills with numbers led her to be in charge of the logistics of all the prisoners we took. Many would have died if it wasn't for her distributing food and water in the most efficient way." She smiles at the memory. "My husband was impressed, and she became his retainer. She controlled the logistics of our armies, ensuring that the men were fed and armed, and then she was given the task of rebuilding the city." She looks out the window. "The capital might look grand today, but before the war of unification, it was a squalid dump. It's no exaggeration to say that it's her doing that this city is one of the greatest metropolises under heaven. She was to be richly rewarded for that, with lands, wealth and titles, but before she can be, she disappears. Many thought she'd been assassinated, but here you are. A girl who claims to be her daughter, and looks just like she did. Very curious." She pours tea, and takes a sip.
"You'd have to ask an egghead. I don't know." As they walk, the sides of the walls begin to be covered in vines. She can see a few moving, twitching away from the torch's flames. "They're harmless now, but be careful, further down they're much bigger, and they have a taste for women's bodies."
Jian took two of the masks and handed one to Chitsukiko, 'Thanks for the warning.' He looked around while following the Ronin, wondering how all this vegetation could even grow in these catacombs.
"Know any eggheads in the city?" Kyouka asked as she saw the moving vines. Though as the ronin informs them of the things getting bigger, the redhead thought she was had the wrong clothes for this quest. Sure, they wouldn't be able to enter her bodysuit without tearing it, but the vines would still be able to tease her sensitive bits if they got close.
“Hmm, I wonder what happened to make her leave without saying a word?” Midori took a sip of her own tea. “Listening to this story reminded me of something I had forgotten. Back when I was... 5 or 6, I think... there was a fire that burned down part of the town where we live. Mother ended up in charge of the reconstruction, and before long the area destroyed by the fire was rebuilt, better than before. At the time I did not pay much attention to it because I was too young, but your story made me recall it. I can definitely imagine mother being in charge of rebuilding a large city, even the capital – that does sound like something she would be good at.” She took another sip of tea. “I honestly have no idea what might have happened to make her leave without a word. As far as I know she has never said or done anything to suggest that she used to work for your late husband.”
"I see..." She said, enjoying the feeling of the milk flowing out of her tits. As she looked at the men she nodded slowly. "Are two the only ones? she asked as she checked various bindings in the stall. "Are those for duration of the test, or for the failures?" She asked as she picked the collar hanging from the celling.
"Our mage was meant to be one." She grunts. As they walk, they end up in a massive chamber, completely covered in vegetation. Undead with torches attempt to burn the plants, but large vines smash them, tear them apart, of throw them into the mouths of massive fly traps. "Alright, be careful. Even without being effected by the aphrodesiac, those things are fast. One false move, and we're dead, or worse."
"You may wear it." He nods. "These two will be testing you. We'll bring more studs if necessary. Begin." The muscular men force her onto her hands and knees, and together they begin to fuck her ass and pussy simultaneously. Two rings are placed tightly around her breasts, forcing out a constant stream of milk. It's only been a few moments, but the pleasure is dominating her senses.
'Wha-? Why are they trying to burn the plants?' Jian looked at the scene, the undead seemed far more intelligent than he expected.
