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There was a clear hint of excitement in her voice. Outside on the country road I had not felt it was a good idea to play around openly with the sword even though Elenore kept asking about it. Careful watchers might have wondered what object we carried wrapped in a carpet, but a sword would not be anyone's first guess. Bringing the sword out in the open would really be to tempt fate. The huge sword and especially the dildo shaped handle did always attract lots of attention. Myself I was satisfied with to blonde cuddle in the same blanket, but my little slave obviously had a craving for more. “I can see you like that plan,” I answered and took a grab of her ass. She giggled as felt my fingers tracked her ass cheeks through the linen cloth. Me with the sword inside me as a magic cock, it was bound to end with us fucking. I pulled my hand back, we really needed to get inside the city. “Problem with that idea is that only the sword transforms. The sheet for the sword still take some space even if we fold it together. The guards for a large city get a cut from things to declare for strangers entering, they are bound to search everything. Only locals that pay taxes can get passage without getting searched.” I explained. “Oh, I remember now,” Elenore said. “At the toll station we hid the sword sheet among the packages. I forgot that part.” “Would perhaps have been better if we had stayed with the caravan?” Elenore suggested. “The number of wares in robber’s hideout were huge. Getting the wares them down to coast before winter would be a challenge, getting them to the capital would be impossible. I am not prepared to take the gamble to pause my quest for revenge for the whole winter,” I replied. “Okay, any other ideas about how we can pose as locals?” Elenore asked. “My best current idea is more about where we might try our luck,” I said. “I remember my father talking about visiting a religious altars outside of Netter's Harbour. Originally it was intended for travelers when starting a journey, but father also mentioned there was a custom for desperate people from the town going there when they wanted to pray to the gods.” “How do you mean desperate?” Elenore wondered. “At the traveling altars there are fewer neighbors watching so people that are really desperate prefer to go there. With luck we can find somebody to bribe to bring Hardcore us into the city,” I said. “Somebody that is pious enough to pray, but open to take bribes,” Elenore commented, but then added. “Actually I might want to pray some myself so I don't mind going there.” She was looking down at her slightly round tummy and I chose to remain silent. It felt good to have sort of a plan, the only problem was that I was unsure about entering with my lick sword. My own research about the background Nachtal had without much effort revealed lots of tales about the demon in the sword. Quite many priests had encountered people wearing the sword and made notes about the encounters. I could not discount the possibility that they had done so because they could sense the magic or the evilness of the sword. 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