Daemonium was currently succeeding in touching the ogres.

He was not succeeding in keeping the smell out of his nose.

Seriously, the smell of ogres is quite a powerful one, and the ogres seem to not notice. Daemonium wished he had a can of Febreeze for this, as he'd probably die of the smell before he gets used to it.

Luckily for him, he was able to latch onto the ogre's back without it noticing anything for about twenty minutes now. He just needed to survive for ten more minutes and he could use the new spell on the ogre. Only then would he be classified as having that spell learned. Of course, he wondered if Sanguisa was worrying about him, but he decided that she probably died by now. After all, he only made it out with 1 HP, there's no way she survived. If she did, she'd probably use the health potions she got on herself and have to go back, so he probably wouldn't even get to see her for a while if she did make it.

Currently Daemonium, in baby ogre form, was riding on the back of a large mama ogre. The ogres were standing by a tree and picking berries out of it. The berries were fed to all of the baby ogres of the pack. Daemonium quite liked the favorable treatment as it reminded him of his time in the castle. He was a bit upset that there was no one left in the castle, but he was certain he could just get them back when he finishes this training.

"Lil' Dae! Where are you?" Sanguisa walked through the bushes to where the ogres were, completely unscathed somehow. She was also carrying around a shopping bag. "I got the potions!"

The ogres turned around and glanced at Sanguisa. The adult ogres put the babies down (much to a disguised Daemonium's dismay) and rushed over to attack the vampire, clubs in hand.

Sanguisa calmly sighed and slashed at the closest one with her nails. The ogre was cleanly chopped up into clean slices. The other ogres, realizing that they fucked up, tried to run away, only for them to get chopped up into meaty slices as if they were made of ham. She then walked up to the babies, ready to slice them up as well.

"Wait wait wait," Daemonium said, transforming back while being sue to cove his dick. "Since when were you so strong!?"

"I hit level 45 a few weeks ago," Sanguisa replied. "Also, shouldn't you tell me before you hide with the monsters Lil' Dae?"

"Fair, but don't call me Lil' Dae!"

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"Why? It's cute, just like you."

"So what," he replied with a small blush. "It's embarrassing."

"That doesn't stop it from being cute."

"Whatever. Anyway, I wanted to learn a new spell but you ruined it. Now I need someone new to test it on."

"What sort of spell?"

"An upgrade to my pheromones."

"Doesn't matter. Since you've obviously completely healed up now, let's continue the training."

"But please-"

"No. You need to train."

Daemonium pouted. "Fine, after I get some clothes on."

"Aw," Sanguisa went to hug Daemonium. "You look so cute when you pout like that."

"DON'T YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU'RE DOING PERVERT!?"

"But you're too cute." Sanguisa didn't care about Daemonium's figurative explosion.

"Get off, or no headpats."

"Fine."

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For the next few days, Sanguisa helped teach Daemonium everything she knew about sneaking around and infiltration. It was mostly just hiding in plain sight and pretending to be a believable human, along with making sure subtle things like body language don't get overlooked. Daemonium trained hard without his spell to fall back on, so he gained quite a bit of Charisma along the way.

And now we get back to where we were in the first chapter.

Daemonium had his hand on top of an unconscious Krys's pink hair. Sanguisa, wearing her dark robe, was right next to him.

"Soo," she said. "What are you touching her for?"

"I just still want to learn that spell you didn't let me learn," Daemonium replied. "And all I did was train so I want a break."

"Too bad, back to training."

"No. Give me a break to learn my spell or no headpats for you."

"Well..."

"No cuddles either."

"Okay, that's a bit too far man!"

"Then leave me alone."

"Fine." Sanguisa decided to walk away and play with her dolls for a while. Daemonium felt proud of himself until he realized that he could've done that earlier when he first tried to learn the spell. It's like losing an argument and figuring out a good comeback days later in the shower.

"I almost forgot," said Sanguisa as she came back. "How are your stats?"

"Well, over 2000 experience to the next level, with Luck being my weak point. I still only have one spell-"

"Just tell me what your Charisma stat is."

"Oh, it's 124, the same as yesterday."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THIS!?"

"Because you never asked. Or implied that you wanted to know in any way, shape, or form. Or gave any hint that it would be of interest. Or cared about my stats until now."

"Whatever, I was just trying to train you until you got a Charisma stat of 100."

"Really? Then why didn't you say anything until now?"

"I forgot."

"Of course you did."

"Sooo, you owe me."

Daemonium said nothing but showed very visible signs of confusion.

"It was three headpats and thirty minutes of cuddles for every hour of training I gave you. I provided about 56 hours of teaching but only got to give you 30 headpats and 6 hours of cuddling. Thus, you owe me 138 headpats and 22 more hours of cuddling before you have completely repaid me."

"Wait, when did I agree to that?"

Sanguisa then pulled out a contract with his signature, which had these exact terms and conditions on it.

... Well, at least he would have some company for a while.