Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 586 A Room Date

The scorching holy essence surged into Fiona, yet regrettably, the wicked curse held far too much might.

Thus, Vritra needed to pour it into her multiple additional times until he could at last rescue the unfortunate spouse. By the finish, Fiona's stomach overflowed entirely with the dense, burning semen.

Once their playful scenario wrapped up, the pair rested bare beneath the covers, holding each other close.

They couldn't resist chuckling over the amusing yet steamy game, which had been truly enjoyable.

Vritra pulled her in firmly, sensing her cozy tenderness right against him, while planting a kiss on her mouth.

"My pure-hearted wife, is the curse now purified?" he inquired.

"Hehe, naturally master, your sacred essence packs enough power to wipe away all traces." Fiona answered, savoring his focus.

"So you're not upset anymore, are you?" he questioned, softly stroking her spine.

"Mhmm. We should perform more purifications shortly." Fiona murmured, letting out a prolonged satisfied breath.

Having her intimate area stuffed repeatedly, her form felt drained yet she craved even further.

"Well, plenty of time remains before heading back, so I'm yours to command, my queen." Vritra responded, as they shared soft laughs.

They passed the remaining hours wrapped in one another's embrace, shared a meal, and then resumed the purification ritual once more.

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The day slipped by swiftly, though the duo lingered side by side until midday.

While Fiona relished her private moments with Vritra, training demanded her attention too, forcing their return.

Together they soared homeward, once again amid the falling snow, which, despite its chaos, appeared strikingly lovely.

As they crossed above a settlement, a cluster of folks caught their eye, scavenging for provisions while hacking away nonstop.

"These spores carry some issue, could that seed be behind this as well?" Vritra pondered, recalling his exchange with Divine.

He had noted the chill stemmed from it but said nothing on spores, and such a seed wouldn't impact humans in this manner.

After all, it served merely as setup for the upcoming contests.

'Divine?' he summoned, but silence met his call.

Thus, he continued the flight homeward for the moment, admiring the views and pausing occasionally, before reaching their dwelling shortly.

At present, the abode of shadows remained concealed from view, its grandeur far too imposing.

"Darling, you're home. Tsk, I bet I missed out on more exciting events, huh?"

Yasmine halted her practice the instant she detected their arrival.

All his spouses save Yennefer and Maeve emerged, with some tugging Fiona aside to extract vital details.

"Husband, here are rings crafted for each of us; they're fully prepared at last." Teresa announced, displaying a assortment of varied rings.

Teresa had considered every member during their forging, so he instantly knew which belonged to whom.

"Oh, what sort of rings are these?" Vanessa wondered, lifting the one designed for her.

Vritra claimed his own, and everyone slipped on theirs, immediately feeling the shift.

Robust shields formed around their figures, shielding against numerous threats, including the frost.

And Vritra managed to mask his aura flawlessly; combined with his Lost skill, it was as if he vanished entirely from existence.

In peril, it would whisk the women nearest to Vritra, while he too would be pulled to safety if threatened.

It boasted several fresh capabilities, and even appeared stylish.

"Thank you, Tess." Vritra expressed, ruffling her hair.

He detected that following only one practice round, their power had grown; persisting would elevate them to demi god level before long.

He himself had delayed due to his destiny and lineage transforming, plus attaining demi god status via odd paths.

Teresa truly appreciated belonging to this fresh household, even as she adapted gradually.

Her sibling Yasmine and mother-in-law Vanessa offered warm reception, and the rest proved equally kind.

"What are your thoughts on these spores?" Vritra queried, peering out the pane.

"They're undeniably hazardous, akin to a gradual toxin. I suspect they'll soon unleash impacts beyond mere health decay." Teresa commented, having studied the spores closely.

"Yes darling, might this stem from that dubious Twilight faction? They pull stunts like this sporadically, aiming to invoke a demi god."

Diana remarked, as the Twilight faction had steadily amassed greater might over time.

"Hmm, we'll investigate that afterward. Anyway, any updates on Jack?" he pressed.

"Yeah, he was spotted traveling with three companions at first, but lately one vanished. It was that Shorty from your class.

Now, Jack roams with Raino and a girl resembling a zombie." Vanessa and Diana shared, relaying their intel.

"But we lost his trail for now; just recently, he seemed to vanish once more." The goddess supplemented.

"Hmm. Fine, keep the hunt going. Resume your practices everyone, and don't forget, the wedding awaits us tomorrow."

Vritra noted as his mouth curved into a grin; this ceremony promised endless amusement.

"Yes, with my power restored and amplified, let's witness their reactions." Yasmine declared, her prior helplessness fueling deeper rage.

Following extended discussion, they dispersed to continue training.

Teresa lingered to converse privately with Vritra.

"Husband, I've begun crafting an item to counter the frost and these spores alike, though its success remains uncertain."

"That's plenty, I'll aid you in every way possible." Vritra assured with a smile; her benevolence suited him fine unless aimed amiss.

Yet he must assist her in mastering her powers.

The challenge lay in her inability to even rehearse, since a single error could inflict grave harm.

Thus, guidance eluded him for now.

They remained in the early stages of deepening their bond, drawing nearer.

Their connection lagged far behind that with his other partners, but steadily, affection blossomed between them.

"…" After gazing at her lovely visage quietly for several beats, a memory struck him, prompting him to lean in.

He brushed his lips to her plush, damp ebony ones, startling Teresa who lingered in contemplation.

"This is for the rings; recall, no thanks or apologies." Vritra prompted as their mouths separated.

Teresa's face flushed crimson as she agreed with a nod, her thoughts sharpened and spirits lifted, as if her mind raced swifter now.

They talked a bit more before Teresa departed too.

Vritra found himself utterly solitary, gazing outward briefly, pondering next steps.

"Beautiful view, isn't it darling?" Suddenly, Yasmine, who had slipped from her quarters, commented while positioning herself serenely next to him.

"Huh? Why skip training?" Vritra blinked, shaking his head, though delighted by her company.

"Practice won't escape, but I just recalled craving my top beverage. I'm famished darling, so what say a full-day intimate session in the room with me?" she proposed.

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