Dink was humming quietly as he celebrated his victory. The group had left Madame Celeste's suite and were now being escorted by an anxious human woman of reasoractiveness. She had straightened bck hair and was topless like most of the lowest caste of courtesans. She had found a thick, woolen shawl somewhere to cover herself as she led them through the back passages to the oner’s building.

  Dink was uned by her disfort as he openly admired her beauty. The girl shifted nervously under his gaze, pulling the shawl tighter around herself. A nipple slipped out, exposiender flesh to Dink’s predatory attention. She yelped as he couldn’t resist lightly ping it.

  “Dink!” Lady Estra objected.

  He ignored her protest as the girl flushed pale with fear. She started to practically flee through the hallway at a brisk pace. Dink ughed as he felt Lady Estra’s disapproval.

  “Slow down, girl. You’ll provoke my instinct to chase, hahaha!” Dink teasingly called, causing the girl to stumble as she looked over her shoulder in panic.

  I probably shouldn't terrorize the pirl too much. That should be enough to send a message to Madame Celeste about who's in trol of this situation. I feel a bit guilty for using the girl, but only a little, mind you. I'm still a goblin after all, hehehe.

  Dink chuckled to himself in amusement, elig another disapproving gre from Lady Estra. He could feel a faint amusement ing from Murkuk despite his impassive face. It seemed that appreciating the torment of others was a shared trait among all goblins.

  The distressed girl arrived at the staff entrao the oners building. She had successfully guided them through the main building without being seen, as instructed by Madame Celeste. The girl hauled the door open and fled ih relief. If Lady Estra hadn’t beeo keep the goblins in check, she may have broken down in terroblins had a less than stelr reputation after all.

  Before arriving at the open door, Lady Estra urgently grabbed Dink’s arm to stop him. Murkuk stiffened as he became alert to the affront against his chieftain. Diured toward him to prevent him from raising his magic staff. Dink was the only other member of his tribe, not to mention that he was also the most important.

  “What are you pnning to do?” Lady Estra worriedly asked.

  “Put on a show to remember, of course. The people have e to see the champion. I have a reputation to uphold,” Dink jovially replied with a mischievous grin.

  “Please don’t go overboard,” Lady Estra said as she hesitantly released her grip on his arm.

  “Never. Murkuk put your bangstick away, there’s busio attend to,” Dink replied distractedly as he inhaled Lady Estra’s intoxig aroma.

  The group entered into the well-lit gambling room. The furniture had been cleared to the side to create space for their petition. The huge lion man, Axion the Headhunter, was stretg in front of a rge crowd that had gathered. Their escort was urgently speaking to him, letting the shawl fall open to put on a tantalizing dispy in an effort to win Axion's attention away from another woman attending to him.The woman g the guide's foolish as with disdain. Axion was ign the guide puffing out her impressive breasts and her arched back. He was focused on the clothed courtesan in front of him.

  She was a beastfolk courtesan with signifitly humaures. She was dilligently rubbing oil onto his exposed muscur chest while he half-heartedly listeo the guide speak. His mana tattoos faintly glistened with power uhe woman's light touch as her fingers glided over his impressive physique. The beads braided into his mane ked together as Axio out a rumbling purr of satisfa in respoo her touch.

  Dink could only determihat she wasn’t human by the ears poking out of her auburn hair. The catgirl was extremely attractive, utterly outshining the other courtesans ihe on building. Dink noticed a stout dwarven courtesan staring at the catgirl’s transparent garments with envy, befng down at herself. The only thing c her generous breasts was thick, lustrous blonde curls. The dwarven woman had a bitter expression, probably due to their differen station within the House of Worldly Delight.

  “A catgirl! What is she doing w in the House of Worldly Delight? This isn’t some noble’s castle, they never let the favorite pets wind up in a pce like this. What’s the world ing to?” Dink excimed in surprise.

  “Don’t be bigoted! Catgirls and other beastfolk haven’t bee as ‘pets’ for turies. The human nobility still oftehem as childhood panions for their heirs, but that’s with the parent’s permission. Who have usually been loyal retaio their family feions. I wish I knew where you gained your uanding of the civilized world from, it’s so outdated,” Lady Estra chastised him for his outburst while iing him in bemusement.

  “Ha, once-upon-a-time the only pce you could fifolk with diluted human ary was inside a lord’s most secluded vacation home. They were jealously guarded as the favorite pythings of human rulers, with the beastfolk e often holding higher public status than their actual wives,” Dink said, shaking his head in bewilderment.

  “Things ge. Try not to offend her, she’s Axion’s favorite girl and he’s going to be travelling with us. That’s why she’s getting him ready,” Lady Estra replied.

  “Hey Axion! When are you going to be finished getting lubed up by your pet?” Dink called out. Lady Estra dejectedly facepalmed.

  The crowd grew silent as they became aware of the group's arrival. Their guide turned pale with fright, hurredly c herself with the shawl while fleeing into the crowd. Axion ignored her departure as helooked up with a bellowing ugh. He reached down with one hand, effortlessly scooping the catgirl to sit in the crook of his arm. He gently turned her beautiful face with a rge finger below her , deeply kissing her. Her breath quied as her hands went sck against his muscur chest, leaning into the passionate kiss. His impressive manhood bulged against his tight pants, struggling to escape.

  The catgirl released an exaggerated gasp of pleasure as the lion man slipped his free hand ihe transparent garment c her exquisite figure. Axion pced her down uhe gazes of approval from the men ihe room. He dramatically rolled his shoulders while stepping toward Dink, into the ter of the makeshift arena.

  “Dink, I wondered when you’d get here! Goblins are known for their cowardice, after all. I thought you must have fled!” Axioed with a toothy grin.

  “That we are! But who could be scared of a cute, little kitten like you. I just want to pat your adorable head!” Dink respoo his banter with an equally toothy grin.

  The pair shared a look of uandiween themselves. They each appreciated the other’s obvious fighting spirit.

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