Harvesting The Witch Queen - Chapter 278: The Prison Of My Soul

Chapter 278: The Prison Of My Soul

This was a long way from the castle, but the voyage would hopefully be worth it. 

Everyone came on this trek. No one was left behind. 

Junk brought everyone to the place where he was first found by the Witch Queen (or rather close to it, anyway). 

The place was the cauldron prison—the one and only.    

“Wow! So, this is where you were imprisoned for years, huh?” June asked as they walked around the black cauldron-shaped jail. 

No, it was never suggested that they believed that the cauldron prison was his long-lost shrine, Junk didn’t think so, at least, but this place was the closest thing he used to be able to call home a long time, so perhaps this meant that his shrine was nearby. Perhaps his lost shrine was close to where he was imprisoned for so long… 

Perhaps… 

“Yeah. That’s the place,” Junk shook his head, confirming this to her. 

“It has been a while since we last came here,” September observed.

“I don’t even remember if I ever came here, at all…” April mentioned. 

It was April’s first time here.

It was her first time visiting the prison, which was something that she had meant to do for a while now…

“THIS IS SO PRETTY!” April shouted, ecstatic about a place that shouldn’t get anyone too excited. Yet again, the cauldron prison no longer was the same jail as before. The warden no longer was in complete control of the prison because September and Junk were her superiors now and had been for a long time at this point.

“Alright, let’s get to work…” The Minotaur knight raised his tone a little—not in any form of threatening tone, of course, but with more of an authoritative tone. 

Like I said, it was time to get to work.

“Do you have any idea where your shrine should be around this location?” June questioned him.

“I can feel it,” he replied to her, making a step forward and beginning to search. 

“Then, it’s working. Your shrine will bring you to it,” the lady Minotaur winked at him.

It was night—it felt like it was always night in this Halloween town. 

Most houses and establishments were shaped in the shape of jack-o-lanterns and skulls and monsters.

They were beautiful. 

This entire town was gorgeous and cozy.

Looking at it again made Junk think that if he had not been imprisoned in this small town for so long, this might have been a place that he would have enjoyed inhabiting. Unfortunately, this wouldn’t be something that he would ever know. It was too late for that. It was time to move on and to find his true home—his shrine. 

“Hey, where are you going?” April asked him as the Minotaur knight suddenly changed direction as they walked across town. 

Tonight, Junk was in his armored knight form with the metallic armor because he felt like it was important for him to shield himself as much as possible, especially when coming back to this place. 

“I feel something…” That was all he said to her.

“Then, this means that we’re even closer that we even believed we were…” June mentioned before taking a step forward and following the other Minotaur. 

“Let’s not waste any more time, then,” September agreed that it was time to hurry up. 

September and April followed, as well. 

“DAMN!” 

Then, half-way through the trek to hunt for his shrine, the Minotaur knight abruptly came to a brutal stop and was heard shouting. 

The three ladies came to him and desperately attempted to see what kind of trouble Junk suddenly was in…

The breasts of the three women beautifully bobbed up and down as they spun around and gave all their attention to him instead of their destination. 

“JUNK!” April shouted.

“What’s wrong, knight?” June wondered.

“What seems to be the problem?” September asked him when she paused everything for him, as well.  

No one seemed to know what was wrong with him, at first…

However, it was only for a couple of seconds that they stayed shrouded in mystery because it soon began to make sense what was so wrong with him and Junk was included in that, as well, since he knew…

Junk suddenly had a hard-on… 

“He’s so big…” April realized.

“Damn… That’s something…” June blushed.

“Oh, I should have predicted that this was bound to happen sooner or later…” The Autumn witch frowned.  

“Right! I know what this is about!” June pushed September out of her way to come in support to her precious Minotaur.

“You mean, you know why he’s having such a massive erection all of a sudden? I mean, I thought it was because of me, you know?” April didn’t waste this perfect opportunity to send herself lots of flowers.

“Are you out of your mind, April? Look at our knight and tell me this is supposed to be normal? This is out of control, even for him. It looks like he had his dick has grown larger than usual or something…” September spoke up to April, confirming that this wasn’t normal, at all. “Anyway, so June… You’re saying that you know what this is happening? I’d rather not take any chances, if you know what I mean—let me run a witch inspection on him…” September insisted, alas, June was still blocking her the way and she wasn’t able to access her knight.

“No, witch. Using witchcraft on him right now would be a complete waste of time,” June intervened.

“Then, tell us why do you think his penis is doubled his regular size?” September confronted Junk, coming toe-to-toe with her.

Double his regular size meant that Junk’s manhood was now over forty inches long—having turned into a monster. 

He was now officially in his bestial Minotaur form—having turned purely into a beast now.

“It’s because we are closer than ever…” June explained.

Junk suddenly re-opened his eyes after keeping them shut for so long.

“It’s here!” Junk announced.

He was speaking with confidence, truth, and clarity.

Nothing else than that.        

Junk had finally escaped the prison of his soul, and he knew now more than ever where his home truly was…