Sponsor Tier Reward 20a-e: A Victor's Reward

Tiana slips off the elf’s body after the brutal cumshot, taking deep breaths from the wild ride. The elf only moans and coughs, trying to wipe off the mess from the forced blowjob.

“Did you enjoy yourself enough?” A familiar voice echoes in Tiana’s brain, and it was clear from how Liabella jerked a little she could hear the same. The voice was giggling.

“My my my, what a ride…that was obviously not what a sacred servant of a goddess should do, wasn’t it? You harassed and fucked this poor loser…and you enjoyed it.”

Tiana feels the elixir’s effect fading slowly…and she realises what she’s done. The things only a sex-fueled, maniacal pervert would do….based on her standards.

“N-no…no, I..I…”

She blushes furiously and covers her face with her hand in shame.

“Seems like you were starving from your ascetic life…” The demoness was clearly mocking the paladin as she laughs uproariously.

“Congratulations on making it to the next round as winner anyway, but what’s left for the loser?”

Liabella’s eyes widen, she knows what the reward is, but she didn’t pause to think what the risk was…out of sheer confidence that she was going to win.

“The loser is given to the winner as her slave…the elixir isn’t just an aphrodisiac, it’s also a liquid-form of contract paper…that bets your own body…” The demoness can’t stop giggling.

“That means, you are now this human’s own. You can’t resist it, you’ve already felt it, haven’t you?”

The elf finally understands why she can’t stop jerking herself off in front of the human when Tiana ordered her to.

“What…? Does that mean-“ Both champions said at almost the same time.

“Have fun~”

With a vicious bout of laughter, the voice is gone.

***

There is a moment of awkward silence as both lie down, and it’s a moment later that Liabella’s shoulders start shaking violently. The paladin realises she is sobbing.

“No…No, I can’t end like this, not like this!” She cried. “I…I entered this league for the greater good, not like you or your other barbaric kinds…you’ll only use this horrible artifact for your own benefit! I have a duty to protect it from you greedy humans and others…!”

The paladin is embarrassed, seeing the elf has a similar purpose to herself, taking her mission from her kind…

“But I failed! And now…fine, do whatever you want to me, you filthy enough. Are you satisfied now?! Even if you ruin my body, my…my will is never….”

The elf breaks down into sobs amid her desperate state of anger and contempt, unable to finish her sentence and starting to cry.