Chapter 241: Returning To the Village
At the witch village…
Junk, the demon knight came back in one piece, however, the same thing could not exactly be said about his traveling partner, Pepo.
When the portal opened at the witch village and the pumpkin woman joined the Halloween knight, she was not in such a good state. Following the teleportation, she soon crashed on the pavement of the street in the village. Her balance wasn't what it used to be after what had happened during the teleportation with the demon knight.
"Pepo? Are you okay, girl?" Junk checked on her.
"I'm… Fine… Don't worry about it…" She told him.
"But, you look like a puddle or something?" He questioned her state, speaking of puddles, there was a puddle of the knight's cum still coming out of her and covering her. Junk had done quite a number on her. So much so that she had a lot of difficulty getting up.
"That's fine… I can do this…" She promised him.
"Do you need a hand or something?" He shrugged his shoulders and didn't care too much about her since she was being silly, not wanting to get up and everything. However, the reality of it was that she was not trying to act silly at all. She was truly overwhelmed by everything that had been done to her by the bull. Sensory overload for her.
The orgasm she was given during the teleportation process was unlike anything else she felt before. Her body was sore. She had to rest. She was so overwhelmed that she had trouble speaking and moving. The members of her body were shaking. She was trembling. She was still oozing with his cum.
"Actually… I think I'll stay down on the ground for a couple of minutes, and then I'll go join you and the others. Just go find Sept, her sister, and April. The rest should be fine…" Pepo explained.
"Are you sure about that? You want me to leave you alone?"
"Yes… That's probably for the better… Just go…" She said.
"Alright, then. I'll be back for you," he swore to her.
The next second, the demon knight stormed out of the back alley of the village and rushed to main street, where he kept hearing people shouting at one another. Once he made it there, he discovered that all the witches and other inhabitants of the village were right there on main street. They were making a circle. The demon knight had to fight his way through the many women to enter the interior of the circle to see what this fuss was all about. Junk struggled.
"Out of the way! Back off! Out of my way!" He shouted.
Once, he managed to push enough people out of his way without hiring them (because even though Junk was a rough and aggressive and brutal knight, he never wished to hurt the people from the village where he was recently celebrated in), he discovered that the situation was a lot more serious than he originally thought it was the case.
The demon knight was too late. It had taken Junk and Pepo too much time to teleport back to the village. Lord Monsoon was already there. He stood at the center of the circle. Everyone could see him. Close to him, there were September, Bridget, and April. They were all there. Lord Monsoon had brought them here.
"It's over, Monsoon. I followed you back here. Let the girls go. We have no reason to keep this going any longer," he told him.
"Of course! I wanted you to follow me here. I wanted to see this," Lord Monsoon announced to the demon knight.
"You wanted me to see what?" Junk asked him.
"The village under my direction," as Lord Monsoon was still guiding the four lights, the four power sources of the seasons, he soon brought them much closer to one another. He made them collide.
The village under his direction? The demon knight thought right before taking a closer look at all the witches and members of the surrounding village. Something was terribly wrong. They weren't normal. Their eyes were all white. Pure white. No pupils. They weren't moving much. Some of them were mumbling. Some of them were shouting words from a language he didn't understand, but they weren't like themselves at all. It was upon this realization that Junk clanged his fist and understood that this was much more personal than he originally thought it was. Lord Monsoon wasn't exclusively against him, the two sisters, April, and Pepo… He was against everyone in the village and the rest of the Halloween kingdom.
"Monsoon. What have you done?" He directly asked him.
"Look at that? They all love me now. They want me to rule them. How could I say no to them now? They want me. They don't need two sisters to rule them. As a matter of fact, they don't even need witches to guide them. They don't need a bull like you, either. They need a lord like me. That's what they need," Lord Monsoon explained to him. As Junk stepped closer toward his enemy, he soon realized that what was happening to September, Bridget, and April was actually the same thing that happened to the members of the village—they had been brainwashed.
They had been zombified.
Their eyes were pure white, as well. Therefore, explaining why they weren't waving nor speaking. They were also under his control.
"What have you done to them?" He interrogated him.
"Nothing at all. I simply made them happier," he told him. "Now, how about I make myself happier for once? Um? You see these four sources of energy? When they are going to be one, I will then become the avatar of the four seasons our world revolves around. And… It's… Happening… Now!" Lord Monsoon announced to him.
No! I have to stop him!
"..."
Not saying another word, Junk dashed and rushed the swine monster in the hope to make it to him before he was able to combine the four balls of magic.
Was he going to make it?