Naruto Meets Shamsiel Shahar: A Fateful Encounter

In the moonlit corridors of Boan, Naruto, and Shamsiel, gripped by urgency, quickly contacted Isis Petrovna Elenskaya. She was patrolling the castle grounds with a vigilant eye, and responded promptly. Queen Roxanne's safety was a top priority, and Isis, having sensed the undercurrents of jealousy and discontent within the royal couple, had a feeling that trouble might arise.

Isis swiftly guided Queen Roxanne to a secure location away from her bed-chamber. In a hushed but urgent tone, she informed them of Irboyne's treacherous plot to poison the queen and frame Sanctum Semencus for her death. The news sent shivers down their spines, and the trio, now aware of the impending danger, decided to take immediate action.

"Where is that bastard?" Naruto asked, his fist curling in a ball. Shamsiel, her wings subtly tensed, added, "And the assassin. We can't let them get away with this."

Isis, scanning the surroundings, replied, "I overheard whispers of a secret passage beneath the castle. That might be where Irboyne is planning to escape."

As they ventured through the moonlit corridors, the sense of panic escalated. They needed to locate Irboyne and the mysterious assassin swiftly. The once-celebratory night had transformed into a race against time.

As the moon cast its silver glow over the kingdom of Boan, Gladys von Wackenheim, a skilled assassin from Oto, executed her sinister plan. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, scanned the surroundings as she sought her target – the unsuspecting castle maid who had become an unwitting pawn in her treacherous game.

The maid, innocently going about her duties, remained oblivious to the impending danger that lurked in the shadows. Gladys, dressed in the traditional black attire of the castle staff, stalked her prey with the proficiency of a seasoned predator. Her movements were ghost-like, soundless, as she closed in on the unsuspecting victim.

With a sudden and calculated strike, Gladys swiftly subdued the maid, her gloved hand clamping over the young woman's mouth to stifle any potential screams. The maid's eyes widened in terror as she felt the cold touch of steel against her neck – the deadly blade Gladys wielded, a symbol of her lethal expertise.

Gladys, a master of psychological warfare, leaned in close, her voice a low and chilling whisper, "Make a sound, and your life ends here."

The maid, trembling and paralyzed by fear, could only nod in terrified compliance. Gladys, satisfied with the effectiveness of her intimidation, kissed her neck slowly, the maid blushed and began to melt for a humiliating second, proceeding to render the maid unconscious with a swift and precise strike.

As the maid crumpled to the floor, Gladys expertly donned the stolen castle staff attire. The traditional black clothing, now tainted by her deceit, served as her disguise, allowing her to blend seamlessly with the shadows of the enchanted castle.

Silent as a wraith, Gladys moved towards her ultimate target – Queen Roxanne's chamber. The terror she instilled in the maid reverberated through the moonlit corridors, leaving an unsettling ambiance in her wake. The once-joyful celebration in Boan had given way to the dark undercurrents of betrayal and impending danger, orchestrated by the sinister machinations of Gladys von Wackenheim, she was ready to fulfill her duty as the greatest assassin side of this realm.

With her trusty long sharp sword, stained with the blood of numerous enemies, Gladys intended to carry out her deadly mission. She had the potion ready, However, upon reaching the chambers, she realized that Queen Roxanne was nowhere to be found. Frustration and urgency fueled her search, but little did she know that her every move was being watched.

Naruto, Shamsiel, and Isis, alerted to the imminent threat, closed in on Gladys. A swift and intense confrontation unfolded. Naruto, drawing upon his Shinobi reflexes, skillfully dodged Gladys's sword strikes. Shamsiel, with her enchanting abilities to charm men, can equally damage women also, cast a spell that leaves Gladys in a lovestruck daze, rendering her movements sluggish.

"Gotcha." She smiled at Gladys, whose eyes turned pink, and sat down at a nearby chair, her whole body becoming hot and bothered.

"You're so amazing Shamsiel-Chan," Naruto smirked, rubbing her hands and then her tail, causing her to shiver.

"Ahhh, thanks Naruto. Quit playing with it, you're going to make me get turned on in a dark situation like this." She chuckled lightly, blushing heavily. Isis looked at both of them rolled her eyes slightly and sighed.

As Gladys struggled against the effects of the spell, Isis, proficient in both combat, took charge. With precise movements, she disarmed the assassin and swiftly detained her. Bound by magical restraints, Gladys was confined to a small room, where Isis planned to interrogate her once the enchantment wore off.

In the aftermath of the confrontation, Gladys found herself confined to a small room, bound by magical restraints. The air in the room was tense.

Isis, her expression stern, locked eyes with Gladys. "Why did you accept the contract to harm Queen Roxanne? Speak the truth." She growled.

Gladys, stripped of her lethal facade, hesitated before admitting, "It was just business. Irboyne, the False King as he's called, contacted me. He offered over 75,000 gold for the hit on the queen, He wanted Queen Roxanne gone so he could collect the life insurance policy of a dead widower. A tragic tale of sudden death, with him returning to claim the spoils."

Isis's eyes narrowed, the revelation adding a layer of complexity to the treacherous plot. "A life insurance policy?" she exclaimed, feigning shock. "So, he orchestrated this entire scheme for financial gain?"

Gladys, reveling in the chaos she had sown, nodded knowingly. "Exactly. He thought he could play the grieving widower, unsuspecting of his involvement in the queen's demise."

Isis, her frustration building, pounded the wooden table. "Where is Irboyne now? What's his next move?"

Gladys, her smile widening, leaned back, as if relishing the impending downfall. "He's likely in the secret passage beneath the castle. That's where he planned to escape once the deed was done. And trust me, he'll act shocked when he learns of the Queen's sudden death, and now that you guys know everything, I suggest you move along and try to catch him." She fluttered her eyes and smiled. Isis rolled hers and left the room, but not before putting her in a cell so she wouldn't escape.

Isis turned around and glared at her, "You claim it's just business. But what drove you to accept such a heartless contract? Are you so devoid of morals that you'd endanger an entire realm for a bag of gold?"

Gladys, still grinning, responded with a chilling nonchalance. "Morals, loyalty, love – those are luxuries for those who can afford them. In my world, survival is the only currency that matters. You can preach about righteousness, but I prefer the clink of gold in my pocket."

Naruto, standing at the doorway with Shamsiel, couldn't hold back his disdain. "You're willing to throw away lives for gold? You're no better than dirt lady." Naruto growled he had seen assassins's like her in Konoha, but she really took the cake.

Gladys chuckled, undeterred by the moral judgments. "Call me what you want. In the end, I was doing my job, but you guys caught me well." She smiled deviously.

Isis, resisting the urge to retaliate physically, turned her attention to the imminent task at hand. "We need to apprehend Irboyne before he slips away. Naruto, Shamsiel, we must act swiftly. He needs to pay dearly for what he's done." Naruto and Shamsiel nodded.

"Finally, some action around here." Naruto chuckled, cracking his knuckles, Shamsiel nodded and followed her husband and Isis to where the former King was supposed to be.

Irboyne sat in a lavish chair within the dimly lit chamber, anxiety etched across his face like a dark shadow. The air hung heavy with the anticipation of a long-awaited message that never arrived. The clock struck midnight, and the eerie silence in the room was only broken by the distant echoes of footsteps in the palace corridors.

Irboyne's palms betrayed his mounting fear, beads of sweat forming on them as he nervously wiped them on the arms of the ornate chair. The grandeur of his surroundings offered no comfort, and the opulence of the room seemed to mock the unease that gnawed at him.

He had spared no expense in hiring Gladys, the most seasoned assassin from the realms that bound Boan and Oto. Yet, despite the investment and the assurance of her unparalleled expertise, the expected message confirming the success of the mission never came.

The traitorous husband's eyes darted anxiously to the timepiece on the wall, the ticking of the clock amplifying the tension in the room. He had counted on Gladys to eliminate the queen, to solidify his grip on power, but now the silence was suffocating. Every passing second felt like an eternity, and the weight of his impending fate pressed upon him like a crushing force.

As the minutes ticked away, a sense of dread enveloped Irboyne. The fear of failure, of losing control, gripped him like a vice. He had gambled everything on Gladys, and now it seemed the cards were turning against him. The once-confident king now found himself teetering on the precipice of uncertainty, a place he had never imagined he would be.

In the midst of his escalating fear and paranoia, King Irboyne's mind sought a scapegoat, a target for his mounting frustration. As the clock continued its relentless march towards the unknown, a twisted notion took root in his thoughts. His gaze fixated on Queen Roxanne, and in his desperation, he sought to shift the blame onto her.

"Roxanne," he muttered through gritted teeth, a dark edge to his voice as he scanned the luxurious chamber as if searching for a way to escape his own culpability. "It's her fault. All of this chaos, this impending downfall—it's because of her."

The king's mind, clouded by fear and a crumbling sense of control, latched onto a bitter narrative. He convinced himself that the Queen's supposed inability to bear a child was the root cause of their unraveling kingdom. In his twisted logic, it became a justification for his desperate bid for power and the failed assassination plot.

As the silence in the room persisted, Irboyne's blame intensified. The grandeur of the chamber seemed to amplify his accusatory words. "If only she could have given me an heir," he murmured, the bitterness dripping from his voice. "This entire mess could have been avoided."

In his attempt to deflect responsibility, the king painted Queen Roxanne as the architect of her own demise. The weight of his insecurities bore down on him, and he clung to this misguided narrative as a fragile lifeline in the storm of his crumbling reign.

Meanwhile, the real threat loomed larger—the trio closing in on him, the failed assassination plot, and the consequences of his own decisions. Yet, in the midst of the encroaching darkness, King Irboyne clung to his delusions, convinced that blaming Roxanne offered a fleeting reprieve from the impending chaos that threatened to consume him.

And speaking of which, they had arrived, Isis kicked the door down, standing face to face with him...

There sat the king, fidgeting nervously in a grand chair, his eyes darting around the room. Gladys, the renowned assassin, was nowhere to be seen.

Isis, always quick on her feet, stepped forward, her eyes locked onto the disgraced monarch. "Irboyne," she declared with a stern tone, "It's over. You're surrounded, and there's no escape."

The murderous traitor's eyes widened in fear as he stammered, "What... what is the meaning of this? Where is Gladys? What's happening?"

Naruto and Shamsiel maintained their vigilant positions, their senses heightened. Something was off about Irboyne, and they couldn't let their guard down, they knew something was off when they met him, they knew he wasn't genuine.

Isis continued, her voice cutting through the uneasy silence. "Gladys isn't coming. She's not responding to any messages. Your plan has failed, and now you face the consequences." She said raising her sword directly at him, he winced.

Irboyne, desperate and cornered, lashed out unexpectedly. In a fit of panic and frustration, he slapped Isis across the face. The resounding slap echoed through the chamber, causing her to shriek. Naruto and Shamsiel tensed, their eyes narrowing at the sudden aggression.

Ignoring the pain, Isis composed herself, her expression turning cold. "You made a grave mistake," she warned, her gaze unwavering. "There's no escape for you now."

Irboyne, realizing the gravity of the situation, attempted to flee. He dashed toward a nearby underground escape door, hoping to vanish into the shadows. However, the trio was hot on his heels.

"OH NO YOU'RE NOT!" Shamsiel, with her tail extending like a whip, skillfully tripped Irboyne's legs. The king let out a scream as he tumbled, falling flat on his face. The tension in the air intensified as Naruto and Shamsiel closed in, ready to apprehend the once-mighty king whose reign was now unraveling before him.

Naruto moved in quickly, his movements fluid and purposeful, Isis also. With a precision born from years of training, he secured the king's hands, rendering him powerless. Irboyne, now sprawled on the ground, struggled futilely against the combined might of the elite knight and the ethereal being.

Shamsiel's tail, still coiled around Irboyne's legs, tightened with a subtle force, ensuring he wouldn't attempt another escape. The once-mighty king, now reduced to a fallen figure on the cold stone floor, gasped for breath, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and defiance.

Isis, having recovered from the unexpected slap, approached with a stern expression. "Your reign is over, Irboyne," she proclaimed, her voice cutting through the lingering echoes of the chamber. "You will answer for your crimes."

News of King Irboyne's downfall spread like wildfire throughout the realm, igniting a fervor among the public. The courtroom, where the fallen monarch faced justice, was packed with spectators eager to witness the unraveling of a traitor's legacy. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation and a collective thirst for accountability.

The trial was swift yet comprehensive, exposing the king's misdeeds and unveiling the extent of his plots. The evidence presented painted a damning portrait of a ruler who had betrayed the trust of his people. The public, outraged by the revelation of his sinister plans, demanded a fitting punishment for the man who had jeopardized the stability of the realm.

The judgment was unequivocal – King Irboyne was sentenced to life imprisonment. The echoes of the courtroom's gavel striking the wooden stand reverberated through the hall, marking the end of an era tainted by corruption and deceit. As Irboyne was led away in chains, the public's collective sigh of relief echoed the sentiment that justice had been served.

In the aftermath, Queen Roxanne emerged as a beacon of strength and resilience. Her composure in the face of adversity and her commitment to the well-being of the realm garnered widespread admiration. As the news of Irboyne's downfall reached her, she felt a mix of emotions – relief, vindication, and gratitude.

In a public address, Queen Roxanne expressed her deepest gratitude to the trio – Shamsiel, Naruto, and Isis – whose unwavering commitment to justice had played a pivotal role in exposing the treacherous plot against her. The queen acknowledged their bravery, resilience, and sacrifice.

"Shamsiel and Naruto of Sanctum, Isis, Royal Knight of Boan" Queen Roxanne began, her voice carrying the weight of gratitude. "In the darkest hours of our realm, you stood as beacons of light. Your courage, determination, and loyalty have saved us from the clutches of tyranny. Today, as we witness the dawn of a new era, I stand before you not just as a Queen but as a grateful ruler, indebted to your valiant efforts."

As a token of appreciation, Queen Roxanne bestowed upon each of them a prestigious award of valor, a symbol of their dedication to the protection of the realm. The public, still reeling from the revelation of Irboyne's misdeeds, joined in a resounding applause, acknowledging the heroes who had safeguarded their kingdom. Shamsiel smiled happily and kissed Naruto on the cheek.

"We're really heroes aren't we." Shamsiel chuckled at him.

"Y-yeah, It really is amazing." Naruto grinned and blushed at his Arch Succubus wife, while Queen Roxanne giggled at their affection for each other, she couldn't help but shake the feeling, that Gladys, the one who wanted to poison her, was still held in a cell, with her trial coming around later, Shamsiel noticed this, and while the festivities died down, she was going to ask her a question that will change Glady's whole existence forever.

"Your Majesty," Shamsiel began, choosing her words carefully, "I understand your concern for Gladys. However, allowing her to face the justice of Sanctum might not be the best course of action."

Isis, standing beside Queen Roxanne, raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "What do you suggest, Shamsiel?"

Shamsiel, known for her strategic but mischievous mind, outlined a plan that seemed on the surface to be in her best interest secretly to Gladys.

"I feel like we should punish her in Sanctum, my mother Queen Mefisu has her own way of doing things, she would love to judge this." She smiled, and Naruto raised his eyebrow at that.

Queen Roxanne and Isis, after considering Shamsiel's suggestion, exchanged a solemn look that conveyed an unspoken understanding. In the interest of maintaining the realm's principles and upholding the integrity of their justice system, they decided to agree with Shamsiel's proposal.

"Very well, Shamsiel," Queen Roxanne declared with a measured tone, "we will send Gladys to Sanctum. Let her partial judgment determine the course of action appropriate for her deeds."

Isis nodded in agreement, recognizing the importance of adhering to the established protocols. "It's the fairest way to handle this situation. Sanctum will ensure justice prevails."

Shamsiel, her features composed, acknowledged their decision. "As you wish, Your Majesties. I trust that my mother will conduct a thorough evaluation of Gladys's actions, it's going to be really interesting." She tried to hold back her chuckle, but Shamsiel turned to Naruto and just winked at him.

"What is going on in her mind?" Naruto wondered.

The air in Sanctum was thick with otherworldly energy as Shamsiel and Naruto arrived, leading Gladys in handcuffs. The succubus guards, noticing the unusual entourage, glanced at each other with a mixture of curiosity and deference. Gladys, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and apprehension, couldn't help but voice her uncertainty.

"Why am I here?" she questioned, her gaze darting between Shamsiel and Naruto.

Shamsiel, wearing a mysterious smile, replied, "All in due time, Gladys. You'll find out soon enough."

Naruto, standing beside Shamsiel, cast a reassuring glance toward Gladys. "Just cooperate, and everything will become clear."

Gladys sighed in defeat, she was ready to accept whatever fate she had, she had no choice.

Approaching the Sanctum Succubus guards, Shamsiel took the lead. "We bring her on charges of attempting to assassinate the Queen of Boan. She's been extradited here for judgment."

The guards, initially perplexed by the unexpected arrival and the gravity of the accusation, hesitated but chose not to question Shamsiel, the daughter of Queen Mefisu. With a nod, they accepted the situation, realizing that engaging in an argument with succubus royalty was unwise. They took custody of Gladys, leading her away for questioning and judgment.

As the guards escorted Gladys down the corridors of Sanctum, Shamsiel and Naruto turned their attention away, they were going to go home to Sugime, who they yearned for ever since they left for Boan.

Returning to their home in the Realm within Sanctum's Royal Scene, Shamsiel and Naruto found Sugime sleeping peacefully, cradling Firika by her side. Shamsiel's eyes softened, and she cooed softly as she floated towards her daughter, watching over her with a mother's affection. Naruto, standing beside Shamsiel, couldn't help but smile at the scene.

It was a testament to the unexpected joys that had come with the choices they had made. Despite the complexities and challenges they faced, Naruto felt a profound sense of contentment. Being present in this ln realm far away from Konoha and the Ninja world with memories of his existence erased by Mefisu, it was worth it, he was surrounded by the ones he cared for, and was a reminder that the sacrifices he had made, including the selling of his soul, had led him to a place where the bonds of family and love held immeasurable value.

Firika, waking up to find herself with the responsibility of babysitting her niece, couldn't help but roll her eyes in playful exasperation. The mischievous glint in her eyes betrayed a hint of amusement as she looked down at the peacefully sleeping Sugime.

"Well, someone owes me big for this," she muttered under her breath, her wings fluttering with a hint of irritation.

Naruto and Shamsiel looked at each other and both sighed, Naruto then conjured four clones, all clothed, but not for long.

"Fine, go play with them," Shamsiel said, pointing at his clones, Shamsiel said, cradling Sugime as she slept.

Firika gulped and blushed furiously, "R-really." She smiled evilly, she had been waiting for this moment, at least she got a part of Naruto. Shamsiel turned Sugime away from the scene, who thankfully was still asleep.

"Yeah, have fun with them. I know you wanted to have a gang bang ever since that night." Naruto stated.

"Sir, we're allowed to have her." Clone Naruto 1 stated.

"Yes, mess up my body." She floated towards them, snapping her fingers, causing all their clothes to disappear.

"All right!" Clone 2 Naruto stated, grabbing her ass, the others grabbed her tail and breasts.

Firika sighed lustfully, "See you guys later. Thanks!" She smiled and snapped her fingers and brought them back to her realm.

"She's going to have so much sperm splashed on her, she'll probably never leave her room for several hours."

"More like days." Since Naruto's clones could last when he was older and more experienced the latter was more expected, Shamsiel nodded, and Shamsiel then kissed Sugime.

"Mommy, loves you very much, Daddy too. We're a big happy family again! You're going to be a great Succubus-Ninja-Human hybrid." The arch Succbus whispered to her. Naruto chuckled, she was planting so many soft kisses on her cheeks.

"So are we going to see what happens to Gladys, she did try to assassinate a Monarch here."

"I would, but I'm very tired from our trip, Let's just stay here ne, I can put Sugime in her crib. And also, she said blushing, You need to feed me, I'm very hungry." Shamsiel winked, Naruto nodded in a love-struck tone, he felt her tail tickling his cock."

"Okaywheneveryouwanttodo." He stated.

Shamsiel licked her lips and put Sugime in her crib to sleep. Kissing her goodnight, Shamsiel then floated towards Naruto and tackled him. Kissing him repeatedly.

"Man, you're a thousand times hornier than before," Naruto stated, sticking his tongue in her mouth.

"Seeing you catch the bad guys and acting all manly really turns me, just give me your semen ne?" She bit her ear and licked on it."

Naruto tried to tease her.

"Really, well you have to beg for it" He giggled, Shamsiel just stared at him and made a frown and just hissed, her eyes turning red.

"I'm going to bite your dick off with your fangs and spit it on your face." She growled, and Naruto laughed.

"You're so sexy when you act so intimidating," Naruto stated, his cock was standing up and poking her folds, and she could feel it. She sighed lustfully, Naruto then stood up and carried her, his cock still touching her outer folds.

"You better have a sound barrier, because I'm going to make you scream, Let try to have more babies okay." Naruto's eyes flashed, and Shamsiel's cheeks turned red.

"H-hai..." She giggled, she loved it when the tables turned, she expected that Naruto would carry Shamsiel to their bedroom for some soul-sucking action that only he could survive as a human.

A wry smile played on Mefisu's lips as she gracefully made her way to the cell where Gladys was being held. The succubus guards, recognizing their fallen queen, bowed respectfully, acknowledging her presence.

"Leave us," Mefisu commanded with regal authority, and the guards promptly obeyed, withdrawing to give the queen and the former assassin a semblance of privacy.

As the guards departed, Gladys, still in handcuffs and her former guise as an assassin, couldn't help but marvel at Queen Mefisu's striking appearance. The Succubus Queen's presence exuded an aura of both elegance and authority.

However, Gladys, feeling the weight of her confinement, couldn't suppress her annoyance. "Why am I being caged like an animal?" she demanded, her eyes narrowing in frustration.

Queen Mefisu, unfazed by Gladys' discontent, approached the cell bars. Her smile remained enigmatic as she regarded the former assassin.

"Gladys, my dear, it has come to my attention that you attempted to poison Queen Roxanne, a new ally of mine. Such actions cannot go unpunished."

Gladys, now aware of the gravity of her crimes, felt a chill run down her spine. The revelation of her attempt to poison the queen added a sinister layer to her predicament, she heard rumors that she sent Volt to the eternal hellfire for Volt abusing her daughter Maia, who he was in a relationship with and sexually assaulting her, Gladys, realizing her circumstances, landed on her knees.

"I'm sorry! Please don't send me there! I'm sorry, it was greed that made me do it!"

Her plea echoed through the cold stone walls of the cell, the gravity of her actions now starkly apparent. In this moment of vulnerability, Gladys grappled with the consequences of her greed and power to be the best assassin, realizing the formidable justice she now faced and the potential fate that awaited her.

Queen Mefisu's laughter echoed through the cold confines of Gladys' cell, a chilling sound that seemed to reverberate with an otherworldly presence. When the laughter subsided, Mefisu regarded Gladys with an enigmatic smile.

Queen Mefisu circled the cell, her eyes never leaving Gladys. "An elite assassin from Oto succumbing to such base motivations. How disappointing. However, I am not without mercy. I shall make you a proposition, Gladys."

Gladys, now curious yet fearful, looked up at the Succubus Queen.

"You have two choices," Queen Mefisu continued her voice firm. "Option one: become a citizen of Sanctum and join the ranks of succubi. Embrace a new existence and serve the realm with loyalty and devotion. Option two: join Volt and the others in the eternal hellfire for your sins, where your torment will be everlasting."

Gladys, her mind racing with the weight of the decision, hesitated before finally whispering, "What do I need to do to become a succubus, Your Majesty?" She asked politely, her eyebrows raised up.

Queen Mefisu's smile widened, the darkness in her eyes betraying a satisfaction, "Follow me."