Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

The mansion was filled with an air of tense anticipation. Pyris stood by the door, his eyes fixed on the shadowed figure outside. The knock had been almost imperceptible, but his finely tuned senses had caught it. Mira, standing nearby, gave him a sharp nod. This was the moment they had been waiting for.

"Just in time," Pyris muttered under his breath, a faint smirk crossing his lips. He pushed open the door, revealing a cloaked figure in the dim light of the alley.

The man stepped inside without a word, his face obscured by a hood. His movements were precise, and he carried an air of quiet confidence, the kind of man who thrived in the shadows of the Midnight Dominion but the way Pyris observed his movements, it suggested he knew more about the man than he let cloaked figure could contemplate.

"Petne," the man said, his voice low and gravelly, offering a brief nod of respect. "I've got everything you asked for."

Pyris closed the door and gestured to the table in the center of the room. "Let's see it."

The contact moved forward, pulling out a small scroll and spreading it across the table. The more detailed map showed the underground tunnels beneath Kassius's fortress, a network long forgotten by most of the Dominion's denizens. This other version was more detailed than what they once had.

Aurelia and Alexa gathered around, their eyes fixed on the map.

"This is the old smuggler's tunnel, right?" Pyris asked, his finger tracing a faded line on the map.

The contact nodded. "Used to run right under the fortress. Been sealed off for decades, but the entrance is still there, just buried under some rubble. No one goes down there anymore—too risky with the magical wards they've put up."

Pyris didn't ask their contact how he could have their hands on something this valuable, this man, any other warlord in the Midnight Dominion would pay a hefty amount for it.

Pyris's eyes flicked to Mira, who was standing silently behind him. "And the wards? Can we bypass them?"

Mira studied the map closely, her eyes narrowing as she assessed the path. "The wards aren't designed for a full lockdown. They're more like… magical tripwires. They'll go off if someone uses high-level magic to force their way in, but if we're careful, we can disable them before they detect us."

Pyris nodded, satisfied. "Good. Aurelia, Alexa—you two know your roles."

Aurelia grinned, leaning back in her chair with a casual confidence that seemed at odds with the deadly mission ahead.

"Yeah, yeah. We stage a mock battle with one of the rival factions near the outer gates, cause enough noise to draw Kassius's guards."

Alexa nodded, though her brow was furrowed. "We'll make it convincing, don't worry. But we need to be careful. I… I've had some visions." The man's ears perked up slightly when he heard visions.

'If someone amongst them is capable of having visions, then this mission... It's going to be successful!' he thought happily, apart from the success of the mission, he thought his boss would be happy to know about someone who could have visions.

How rare were they?

Pyris looked up sharply. He knew Alexa's visions were never to be ignored. "What did you see?" He let the man hear for a reason, with enough greedy maybe Pyris would reach the big boss who he might use in his plans here in the Midnight Dominion.

"They were fragmented," she admitted, frustration creeping into her voice. "But it was something about the fight. I think the guards might be more prepared than we're expecting. It felt… wrong."

Aurelia rolled her eyes, smirking. "Everything about this place feels wrong."

"No, I mean it," Alexa insisted, her voice firmer now. "There's something off about the way the cursed warriors will react. I don't think they're going to just sit back and watch."

Mira's eyes had a grint as of she could interpret the visions, she nodded to Pyris assuringly.

Pyris took a deep breath, his mind working quickly. "Alright. We'll adjust. If things go south, Aurelia, you pull out first and make your way to the fallback point. Alexa, stick close to me after the distraction starts—I'll need you in case we run into trouble with the magical defenses."

Aurelia gave him a mock salute. "Got it, boss. Chaos and confusion—it's what I do best."

Mira, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward. "I'll be in the shadows, keeping an eye on the patrols. If anything changes, you'll know before it happens."

Pyris nodded, satisfied with the plan. "Then we move at dawn. The guards will be changing shifts, and that's when we make our move. We're only going to get one shot at this."

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The streets of the Midnight Dominion were as chaotic as ever. Even as dawn approached, the city's underworld thrummed with life. Aurelia and Alexa stood on the edge of a darkened alley, the faint glow of neon signs from nearby gambling dens and bars casting eerie shadows across their faces.

"You ready for this?" Aurelia asked, her voice casual as she twirled a knife between her fingers.

Alexa glanced around, her senses alert. The tension in the air was thick, and she could already feel something wasn't right. But they didn't have a choice now. "Let's get it done."

Ahead of them, the rival faction they had chosen for the distraction was gathered. A rough group of mercenaries, eager to stake their claim in the Dominion's underworld. Aurelia didn't hesitate. With a fluid motion, she drew her blade and stepped into the open.

"Hey! You're on our turf," she shouted, her voice carrying easily through the alley.

The mercenaries turned, confusion flashing across their faces before one of them sneered as he observed an average looking woman with her friend. What did she think she was? "You've got a death wish, coming here."

"Not a death wish," Aurelia said with a grin. "Just a kill order!"

Without another word, the first mercenary lunged, his blade flashing in the dim light. Aurelia met him head-on, her movements a blur as the fight erupted into a chaotic flurry of slashes and sparks. Alexa followed suit, keeping her distance and using her agility to dodge attacks, her light magic ready to be unleashed if needed.

The noise of the fight quickly drew attention, just as they had planned. Kassius's guards—both regular soldiers and the ominous cursed warriors—began to move toward the commotion.

Alexa caught a glimpse of one of the cursed warriors through the haze of the battle. Their eyes glowed with an eerie blue light, their movements stiff and unnatural. A chill ran down her spine.

"Something's not right," she muttered under her breath, her vision from earlier flashing in her mind. The cursed warriors were moving faster than expected, more organized yet they didn't seem so alerted but the purpose had been served.

Aurelia ducked under a wild swing and smirked. "They're coming, just like we wanted."

"Yeah, but they're not acting right," Alexa said, her voice tense. "We need to move before this gets worse." Explore more at empire

Aurelia glanced over, her smirk fading slightly. She knew better than to doubt Alexa's instincts. "Alright, let's pull out. The guards are in place. Pyris has his opening."

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While the chaos unfolded at the gates, Pyris moved swiftly through the dark alleys, heading toward the entrance to the smuggler's tunnel. His contact had given him precise instructions, and it didn't take long for him to find the entrance—a collapsed section of the old market, overgrown with weeds and debris.

He crouched down, brushing aside the rubble to reveal the arcane seals hidden beneath the stone. The symbols were faint but still pulsed with the remnants of magic. Pyris reached into his pack and pulled out a set of tools, his fingers working quickly as he began to dismantle the ancient barrier.

"Almost there," he muttered, his hands moving deftly. The seals cracked open one by one, the magic fading as he disabled the protections. With a final snap, the last seal broke, revealing the darkened passage beneath.

Pyris straightened, satisfied. "We're in."

He glanced behind him as Mira emerged from the shadows. "The guards are distracted. We've got time, but not much."

Pyris nodded. "Let's move. The deeper we get, the harder this will be."

As they descended into the tunnel, Pyris couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The cursed warriors, Alexa's visions, the intensity of the defenses—it all pointed to something bigger.

But for now, they had a mission to complete. Everything else would have to wait.

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Back in the Dragon Empire, another storm was brewing. Silas had already started acting, and soon, the next phase of his plan would begin.