Rupegia 37 Eccentrics

Alissa silently wakes me up before Ciel and Lina awaken. She silently leaves the room after that, I sigh as the blessing makes the world blander again.

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My [s.p.a.ce Magic] increased by 2 (now 11+22). Productive theory cla.s.s strikes again.

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I wake up the naked beauties with a kiss. Lina smiles and gets up to help Alissa. I hold Ciel back and she raises an eyebrow.

"Feeling lonely, old man?" She asks.

"Not really, more like feeling that someone is not being honest."

Gify pops into my shoulder.

"Gih."

Ciel breathes in deeply and lets out a long sigh. She sprawls back on the bed and looks to the ceiling.

"I, uh... you changed me, Wolfy, and I'm getting scared," she looks at me and I see she doubts her own words.

"Ohohoh? You think it's bad?" I lay down beside her and play with her hair.

"No. Well, maybe just a little. I told you I wasn't depraved and now I can't see Alissa naked without getting h.o.r.n.y."

"That doesn't mean you are depraved."

"But I don't love her, all I want is to... f.u.c.k her," she lifts her arms in the air and drops them on the bed with a flop.

"And why is that bad?"

"I may be a follower of the G.o.ddess of Love but I don't sleep around. It's why I was a virgin for so long, I don't really lack suitors," she smirks at me, then she frowns and her ears turn slightly darker as she sees that her words didn't have an effect on me. "It's just that I don't want to have s.e.x without love."

"Isn't it just some other kind of love?"

"That's the thing I... I don't know. Ever since I met you my life never stopped changing, it's just scary sometimes."

I stroke my chin in thought.

"So that's why Gify doesn't nudge you or Lina forward, you might both be unsure of what you want."

"Gih."

"Lina? Wait you mean th-, oh..." Her mouth hangs open as realization kicks in.

"I don't know what she feels for you but she definitely shows some affection and some budding jealousy."

She covers her eyes with her hand and laughs. "You are loving this, aren't you?" She asks.

"Yes, deeply."

"That's enough teasing for me, you depraved old geezer. Let's go downstairs."

I give a peck on her fleshy lips and we get up.

Ciel sits besides Lina and pats her head, making the little girl beam with a smile. Ciel's gaze turns warm and we choke on tears at the sight of such a beautiful scene.

"Let's go meet Arantos," Ciel says.

Oh s.h.i.t, moment ruined. She knows it, she's smirking at me.

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There's an unusual amount of nature spirits on the streets. Gify drops from my shoulders and runs towards a group of bird-like spirits, then they start playing tag.

Gih.

Yeah, I still feel you.

Me, Lina, Alissa, and Ciel reach the temple. Ciel breathes in deeply when she sees the orphanage.

"Getting wistful?" I ask

She glares at me with the corner of her eyes.

"Now, seriously, do you miss this place?" Alissa asks.

"Of course I do, this is my home, my birthplace," she answers. "One of those children playing was me one day, until the priests discovered my healing affinity and decided to train me," she smiles nostalgically. "I once said that helping the clinic was boring, Arantos answered by bringing me outside and having me watch as they hunted goblins."

I lift an eyebrow. That sounds traumatic.

"I knew it then that I wanted to travel this dangerous world, but I would have to get stronger first," she continues.

Okay, not traumatic, actually totally normal for the people of this world.

"Arantos used to fight?" Alissa asks, incredulous.

"He's a mage, even someone like him can keep up. Though he used to only be slightly chubby, marrying made him get, uh, rounder," she smiles wryly.

"I'll definitely not become like that," I say.

"Hana won't let you," Alissa says.

Lina nods repeatedly.

We cross the orphanage and one of the children stares at us, wide eyed.

"Ciel!" He exclaims.

"Ciel?"

"Ciel...?"

"Ciel!"

"Ciel!"

"CIEEL!"

Oh G.o.ds. A swarm of children run out of the orphanage and surrounds her.

She smiles at us wryly and starts to appease the mob.

"I'm only here to visit. I'm sorry, I have some business with Arantos, I have to leave," she says patting as many heads as she can.

"Awn..."

"Awn..."

"Noo..."

A minute later and with a few priestesses helping, the children are appeased. Ciel finally walks free and rejoins us.

"You really are popular," Lina says.

Ciel shrugs. "The other priestesses say I'm too soft," she says, "I guess I'm just not a cranky old woman who wants her own army of child soldiers.

"What? Child soldiers?" I turn my head to stare at Ciel slack-jawed.

"That's a joke," she gives me a withering look.

"Hyperbole, actually," Lina adds.

"Oh, right. It's just that in my world there's a small problem with child soldiers and I kind of took you seriously. Anyway, why did you say it like that? I didn't really understand the joke."

"Most orphans join the town guard when they come of age so most priests want to treat them like they are soldier trainees," Ciel says, "but children don't really have the discipline to behave like little soldiers."

"I did," Alissa says, "I was living by my own when I was 13."

"You, uh... you are kind of a special case," I say.

"Yeah, no one is trained to always wake up before your master so you can give him a b.l.o.w.j.o.b," Ciel says with smirk.

Alissa shrugs.

"Just saying..."

"Say, Alissa, don't you want to go play with the children?" Ciel asks.

Alissa's posture stiffens and her eyes lock forward.

"If you want you should. I will be fine," I say.

Alissa looks at me with large puppy eyes that turn into eyes of worry.

"I will be fine," I repeat, I grab her hand and kiss it. "It's annoying to lose the blessing but I can deal with it, go have fun."

She bites her lips and looks back. She gives me a peck on the lips and goes towards the children.

"She likely didn't have much of a normal childhood," I say.

"Yeah..." Ciel agrees and Lina nods along.

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We move on to the priests quarters and Ciel takes us to the guest room, still as cozy and humble as ever. Arantos arrives on the room carrying a large tray with some snacks and tea. The chubby man looks quite chipper.

"Good morning, Mr. Ryder, Miss Lina, and Ciel," his gentle voice tickles my ears, we nod back in greeting. "Did you have breakfast yet?"

"Only a light one," Ciel says, she quickly grabs a small sandwich. "Thank you."

"Been a while since we last saw but Ciel has been keeping me up to date with your adventures," he smiles warmly and adjusts his half-circle gla.s.ses, "I see you acquired some scars."

I see you lost more hair. His nearly bald head shines on the morning light.

"Mementos from certain battles," I say and pa.s.s my hand through the scar in my throat.

He nods, "Certain experiences must not be forgotten..."

"Anyway," Ciel interrupts, "I want to take Lina to the library, can I let her have a look?"

He takes a look at Lina and smiles to her.

"As long as you stay with her," he responds. "Be careful with certain tomes, they are in dire need of being rewritten and will crumble if you are not careful."

Lina nods repeatedly. Ciel grabs her hand and the two go away.

An opportunity to see the temple's books is worthy of skipping a day of her enchanting cla.s.ses.

As Ciel leaves Aranto's gaze turns sharp and I feel a shiver, making me stop eating mid-bite.

"I see it was not a mistake to entrust Ciel to you," he says. His words and expression are in conflict.

He sighs and his expression relaxes, allowing me to continue eating.

"You are a good choice for her, a little too good," he smiles wryly, "it's hard to dislike you for taking her away when she's like this."

"I understand your feelings," I nod to him.

He sips on his tea and talks, "I hope you do, so you understand what she means to me," he turns his eyes away and sighs again. "What's your plan after you leave Rabanara?"

"Didn't Ciel already tell you?"

"I want to hear it from your mouth."

I finish my Dragolite sandwich and speak, "Once I finish my cla.s.ses at the university we will move to the High Forest and search for a dungeon to conquer. After that I want to travel the world and visit the homes of my wives. One is in the Maoka continent, another is nearby at the Misty Low Forest, another is in Sommerland, and the last is in Mountainhome."

He finishes his tea and gazes into the distance.

"Conquer a dungeon, huh," he rests his head on his hand, "Are you confident you can do it?"

"Yes. With all of us together, we can."

"Unmanaged dungeons are much more dangerous, you never know what will come out of them."

"Still," I swallow a cookie, "we have been growing quite fast in power, as long as we don't get conceited we can slowly make our progress," I give him the most confident smile I can.

"Growing... I have heard something about your growth, of [Summoning Magic], specifically. A certain Templar had some monsters as allies during the battle with the necromancer."

I'm not really surprised he heard about it.

"If Ciel hasn't told me about this I won't pry but... you are hiding something," he says.

I pour more tea as I speak, "That I am and Ciel knows it."

He maintains his gaze for a moment longer to ascertain if I'm lying.

"You are a mysterious man, Mr. Ryder, and far too young for such mysteries."

That I am. I let a smile escape as I sip.

"You researched the monsters of the High Forest?" He continues, "Some of them are quite dangerous."

"Yes, it's why I brought Lina here, she's looking for information about the High Forest and some other curiosities I have."

"Food? Do you pretend to live on [Conjure Bland Meal]?"

"You should know I have an affinity with [s.p.a.ce Magic], my [Item Box] is big enough to hold a month's worth of food."

I don't even know how much food I have stored, I only know it's a lot.

"Hmm..." He adjust his half-circle gla.s.ses, "Money?"

"We have a few rose coins stored."

He raises his eyebrows in surprise.

"We are quite the successful fellowship," I smile and grab another cookie.

"Equipment?"

"We have all been fitted with well made Grey Berzerker leather covered in emerald scales and lined with Stal wolf fur. Lina is also studying enchantments for us so she will soon enchant our equipment even more. She already enchanted Alissa's warbow with [Loosen], she's quite talented."

I want [Wind Shield] next.

"Climbing equipment and such for dungeons with unusual environment?"

"I have multiple meters of rope, spikes, hammers, pulleys with a scaffold, and a flying dinghy. Our expedition to the Wisps of the Proud required such things."

He rests his cup on the table.

"Have you ever killed someone?" His expression turns serious, his voice is somber.

I silence the shrieking woman in my head.

"Yes, unfortunately," I frown and look away for a moment. "Didn't you hear? We already collected bounties on criminals twice."

"Yes, but did you kill someone, personally?" His gaze is unwavering.

"Yes, more than once," this time I don't look away.

He smiles sadly, "Good, as a leader you should always keep your wits about you, you will certainly have to kill more people if you plan on traveling the world."

"I know, I have already made my peace with it. I won't disappoint."

"I want grandchildren," his serious expression melts and his soft voice comes back.

"I will give you two, since there's so many women I have to limit the amount of children."

He chuckles and cleans the corner of his eyes. I smile with a pain in my heart, I won't be able to give my parents grandchildren but at least my siblings will.

"I'm sorry for this questioning but you must understand, you are merely sixteen, barely a man and yet..." He opens his arms wide and sighs.

"I know," my smile gets wider.

"Don't let the fame or the power get to you."

"I won't, thanks for the advice," I nod in respect.

"That's the only thing I can do," he smiles bitterly.

We eat more sandwiches and drink the tea in silence.

"Let's go see Lina," he says.

"Sure."

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The third floor of the temple is the library. Multiple robed old men and women with gla.s.ses and tired eyes move about the lowly lit room reorganizing books, transcribing new ones, or performing maintenance on those not old enough. Rows of study tables with a small magic tool light are put in a circle around the stairs. The shelves of books also follow a circular pattern around the stairs. Even the marble of this room is black to keep the light from damaging the books.

Lina is at a table with Logan at his side. The large black man is hunched over a book and flicking through pages quickly.

"Here," Logan stops on a page and points it to Lina, "the last high elven kings, the last one was 2000 years ago, Arreira, the Unyielding. Died to the emperor in single combat, frozen in place with [Absolute Zero], burned by [Star] and entombed by [Fissure]. His army was wiped by another [Fissure] and a [Meteor]. Those spells created the Ultirei's Tomb mountain and the Loyalist Lake, separating most of Antano from Aloresta, the Wetlands and the High Forest."

"That I already know," Lina says.

"This is just the summary, the next pages show more detail."

"Oh, give it to me then."

"Things seem productive?" I ask.

Lina raises her head to me and smiles.

"The details on these books are much deeper than the ones on the university."

"We are historians, after all," Arantos says, "Rabanara is quite focused on combat spells so their library suffers."

"Didn't know you were a historian, Logan," I say to the large black bear. He brings a lot of contrast to the white little girl.

"Not a historian, I just maintain books here. Thought it would be a nice change of pace," he says and then smiles faintly. "The smell here is quite calming too."

I remember some article once said that old books and chocolate share a compound on their smell that has a calming effect. Just another reason why chocolate is love, chocolate is life.

"What's unexpected is your calligraphy, it is enviable," Arantos says.

Logan strokes his puffy beard with a hint of shyness to it. He says, "Father is a librarian, he worked as a scribe and taught me a few things, I even have two levels in [Writing]. Eventually I got big and the guards taught me to fight."

Ciel comes back with a few books. She blows the dust away from one and Lina sneezes.

"Achi!"

"Sorry," Ciel says and pats the books away from her.

"That was so cute," I say.

"I would have to agree," Arantos says.

Lina keeps her head down and her ears redden slightly. I pick up a book and look at the index, a compilation of messages from the G.o.ds, the basis of their teachings. Quite interesting.

"You are rather thorough in your research, Mr. Ryder," Arantos says.

"I enjoy reading," I say.

Arantos smiles and speaks, "I will leave you to your reading, until later. Pleasure to talk to you."

"Likewise," I smile back and we wave as he leaves.

Logan shows us a few more books and leaves while we copy some notes. I have to put on [Writing] to create something legible.

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"My hand hurts," Ciel says and waves her hand.

"You can go play with Alissa if you want, it's fine," I say.

She smiles and continues copying.

A few minutes later another priest comes by. He's tall and has an average build. His face is rather long, with his blue eyes and wild black hair he looks somewhat handsome. Reminds me of a certain actor.

"Oh, Bitar, h.e.l.lo," Ciel says with a kind smile.

"Ciel, heard you will be leaving soon," he says, his voice is on the lower end. He comes with arms open wide.

She gets up and gives him a tight hug, he smiles warmly and hugs back. Me and Lina look at each other.

"Yes, I will be traveling the world," she breaks the hug and pushes him. Then with a little awkwardness she points to me, "This is my fiance, Wolf Ryder, and our slave, Lina."

"Oh?" He looks at me with a frown. "Oh, that Wolf Ryder?"

"Depends on what you heard about me," I say with a smile.

"The man who killed the Symbol of Hate and partic.i.p.ated in the goblin village subjugation?," He says and raises and eyebrow at me.

"Yes that's me."

"Who also has a peculiar appet.i.te for the other s.e.x," he frowns again. Quite expressive those eyebrows.

"Not sure about that one but I have three other fiancees."

Now his eyebrows shoot upwards, high into his large forehead. He looks at Ciel and she smiles wryly.

"This is your fiance?" He asks and frowns again.

"We all have quite the interesting relationship, don't we, Lina?" I say before Ciel can respond. I tap her in the back and her eyes dart between me and Ciel.

"Yes, our family is quite united," Ciel says while narrowing her eyes at me.

Come on, you didn't notice it?

Gih.

I know, right? This dude...

"I would rather keep my eyes to a single person," he says, he looks up and gazes into the distance, "I could then easily give her the treatment of a princess."

"I quite like the big family we have," Ciel says and glances at Lina.

"You could have one with a lot of children," Bitar says, his eyebrows in a normal position for a change.

"It wouldn't be the same thing," Ciel says and chuckles.

It certainly wouldn't.

Me and Lina share another look.

"You said you would be traveling around the world?" Bitar asks.

"After this month we will go to the High Forest and look for a dungeon to conquer," Ciel answers.

His eyebrows knit in worry. "What!?" His voice echoes on the library.

"Shh...!" A scholar hisses at him.

Gihihih, guh gah gih.

No, I was never as awkward as someone like him.

"What!?" Bitar whispers.

"What?" Ciel asks.

"Why are you doing this!?" He hisses.

"Because we can, we are strong enough."

Getting the True n.o.ble t.i.tle will make my life, and destiny, much easier.

"You..." His mouth hangs open, "why do you have to go away? Why fight like this? You can always stay in Rabanara, to fight here and help the people of the town. You get the t.i.tle and then what?"

"We travel the world," Ciel says calmly.

He hold his hands forward and his eyes open wide with disbelief.

"You..." He mutters.

"Bitar, please," Ciel says in the sweetest tone she can, "It's what I want. I'll be fine, I will be safe, we are strong enough."

"I will never understand you."

"Maybe you won't, maybe you will. I just have a different wish for my life."

Bitar glares at me and frowns at Ciel.

"I will be here for you when you get tired of all the death and danger."

"Bitar..."

He turns around and leaves.

Gih-ger.

Yep.

"You should reject him with certainty," I say.

"What?" Ciel frowns.

"'I will be here for you'. He's clearly in love," I smirk.

"He-he's not like that, he just cares too much for me," her eyes open wide in shock.

"Uh huh..." I look at Lina and she nods, "Denial."

"You...!" She glares at me and clenches her fist in anger, then sits down and continues writing furiously.

"Denial," Lina repeats.

"Not another word!" She hisses.

Gihih.

You too.

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We continue our compilation until it's close to lunch time. Logan returns and helps us store the books.

"Good luck on your future" Logan says.

"You too," I respond.

"You will need it more than me," he smirks.

"We will," Ciel says, we wave and finally leave.

Alissa is still at the orphanage, play-fighting with the children while wielding small wooden practice swords.

She runs between 3 children and lightly taps their swords away. A 4th sneaks behind her and stabs her in the back.

"Noo~... I'm slain!" She holds the kids sword below her arm and dramatically drops to the floor.

"The fox monster is slain!" The stabby kid raises his arms in the air.

"For the emperor!" Yells another.

"Sir Bahaadur has slain the fox monster!" Yells a second.

Two other kids grab Bahaadur's wrists and raise them in the air.

"For the empire!"

The other kids watching clap. I see quite a number of them look tired and sweaty.

Alissa sits down and stretches. Her yellow shirt is sweaty and wrinkled, her black pants are dirty, her hair is disheveled.

"It's time to prepare lunch!" A priestess yells as she comes out of the orphanage. She waves to Ciel when she notices us.

"Kay!"

"Let's go."

"Coming!"

The kids gather their things and go inside.

A little girl approaches the smiling fox and says, "Thanks, Miss Alissa."

"No problem, we all had fun, right?" She pats her head.

The little girl nods and scurries away towards the orphanage.

Alissa stands up and stretches. "Some of these kids are so fast, I thought I was getting rusty," she says.

"The orphanage gathers attracts children quite often," Ciel says. "Every year I was surprised at the way they grew and changed."

"I believe that."

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Alissa takes a quick bath and we prepare lunch. Mutton stir fried with a.s.sorted vegetables on my Worcestershire sauce. Bread to accompany.

"This sauce got really popular with the priests," Ciel says.

"If I could get a few ingredients I could improve it some more," I say.

"Maybe you should open a company then," Lina says.

"Maybe you should open a company in my name."

Lina twiddles her thumbs in thought.

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This [Nature Magic] cla.s.s was free so I spend time using [Vine Weapon] to create javelins for throwing. More advanced mages can even make bows using this spell. With around 5 points in [Throw] I can deal some considerable damage though I wonder how practical this is. The mana cost is certainly quite cheap but a [Lightning Bolt] is still instantaneous.

Using it for disabling shields is a good option. I think that it's most useful when dealing with large monsters, a javelin deep into their skin would greatly disrupt their muscles and even do more damage as the monster moves. Though it seems quite painful.

I feel that Alissa went to visit Carmen again. That milf is certainly teaching her a few things.

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"Wolfy! Give me attention!" Roxanne demands.

I open my arms and she jumps into my lap. Her "cannonball" makes large waves on the bath, sending lots of water over the border.

I cough the water that entered my mouth and give her a glare.

"Ma.s.sage my horns," she pokes me in the chest with her two spiral black horns.

"You, uh, you not going to 'change'?" I ask.

"Ohohoh, only if you do it with lube and too fast," she smirks at me evilly.

"Alright."

She straddles me and lowers her head, giving me reach to her horns. She shivers and moans while I run my hand through them and apply [Ma.s.sage]. They are not completely hard, they squish a bit and feel like hard rubber.

The girls look at her warily, as if she's a bomb about to blow.

"I want your body tonight. I'm doing well in converting my body to fire I just need to feel you cast the spell some more."

"Oh? That's quite the progress."

"Yep! I'm also making my own chant."

She feels my rising erection rubbing on her entrance and smiles. She reaches over and aims it, then she lowers herself and I easily penetrate her.

"Ahn..." She bites her lips sensually, her long wet black hair sticking to her face. "Your c.o.c.k is amazing."

I move my hip and thrust her.

"Ah...! One hand on a nipple, please. You made them all so sensitive."

"Like a newborn," Ciel says.

I obey and contort myself so I can use a mouth and a hand on the nipples and a hand on her horn. I cup her cute small breast and run my tongue through her unnaturally white skin.

Her tail wraps around my arm and squeezes me with every thrust. The sharp point of her dagger-tail scratches over my neck threateningly. She copies Hana's belly movements and undulates her body along with the pistoning movement. I c.u.m inside her but keep moving, [Enhanced s.e.m.e.n Recharge] doesn't even let me go limp anymore.

Her s.e.xiness intoxicates me and I feel every drop of sweat or water running through her body. Every wet sound of s.e.x is enhanced in my ears. The smell of her hair, of her sweat, of my c.u.m, and her p.u.s.s.y, they all become heavy and thick like smoke, they bring more hunger to me.

I run my tongue through her collarbone and neck, I reach her chin and nibble on her lips. Her mouth is open wide as she moans, I cover hers with mine and suck on her tongue, I feel the faint taste of tea.

She moves her tongue and it sends jolts of pleasure to my own, she pistons her hips and I feel my d.i.c.k getting sucked by her insides. She o.r.g.a.s.ms and tightens her insides so much I c.u.m again.

I leave her nipple alone and find her c.l.i.t. I rub it slowly at first and increase my speed gradually, in a minute my hand is vibrating with the speed of my fingers. She breaks the kiss.

"AAAHN~...!" She yells and o.r.g.a.s.ms again, wringing out another shot from me.

Her womb is overflowing and the s.e.m.e.n is visible inside the bath.

"Waaste!" Hana complains.

Roxanne locks her legs around me.

"Impregnate me! Fill me more! I need more!"

Her pistoning increases speed and her eyes lock into mine. The world fades and the only thing in my mind is her beautiful body, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, her wet c.u.n.t slapping into my hips, greedy for more of my seed. Her eyes become larger and larger, her presence wraps around my body and I feel like I'm drowning, drowning in her.

"Holy s.h.i.t, she actually charmed him," Ciel says.

I need to f.u.c.k, I need to f.u.c.k her, hard!

I grab her waist and slam her into me, I bite a nipple and put a finger inside her a.s.s. I cast [Clean] and push my finger harder, then I push another finger, and another.

She wraps her legs tight around me again and o.r.g.a.s.ms, sucking more c.u.m with her greedy c.u.n.t.

The mist dissipates and my mind clears. My body hurts from exertion, my d.i.c.k goes limp and my b.a.l.l.s throb in pain. I collapse on the bath, I feel like I ran a marathon.

"Wow, I didn't know I could do that," Roxanne says.

"Makes sense, The G.o.d of Creation used the myth that some women would charm and drain vitality of men through s.e.x to create the Succubus race," Lina says.

"Yeah but, I didn't know we could actually do something like this."

"Could be related to Gify and how our minds connect," Alissa says. "I know I improved from showing my heart to Wolfy. My a.s.s disagrees, though."

"Let's not... do this often... because it's... really draining," I say.

"Now you know who tames who," Roxanne smirks evilly.

"I will a.s.s **** you," I say flatly, "no [Heal]."

"Hahaha..." She looks away, "Just joking, yes, just joking."

My limp d.i.c.k is still inside her, slowly growing back to one last fight. This time we do it slowly while Hana partic.i.p.ates.

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After dinner we are back inside the bath, this time it's for training, not that it won't degenerate into s.e.x soon enough since me and Roxanne are naked.

"Turn my heart into fire. Fill my blood with heat. Turn my flesh into flame. Let them cower and retreat! AAAAAH...! Feel my anger! [Heart of Fire]!"

Roxanne's body bursts into flame and she turns into the s.e.xiest fire elemental alive.

"I can turn my body into fire now!" She exclaims, her voice has an ethereal reverb to it.

"Ooh..."

We all clap.

I cast my own [Heart of Fire] and turn into the s.e.xiest male fire elemental alive, or that's what the girls would have me believe.

"Come," I say. I open my arms wide for her and she jumps to me.

Oh G.o.ds I feel weird as h.e.l.l.

Our flames mix and it feels like there's something disgusting inside my body moving about. Reminds me of the Mage's Trap poison.

"Uugh," Roxanne groans, "let's not do that again.

"Yes."

"Hm? Felt something?" Hana asks.

"Felt really weird to mix our flames," I answer.

I recast the spell multiple times for Roxanne to copy while the other girls go do their own things. Alissa stays in the bath and practices her [Double Image].

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During bed I put some effort and give a round to Alissa and Hana. Hana hugs Alissa and they both kiss and fondle each other. I switch between each entrance while smacking Hana's large a.s.s.

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Today is the 8th. Ros, day of s.p.a.ce.

My alarm clock is Alissa due to the soreness of yesterday. I use [Heal] and even apply some of the high elven skin care products to make the skin less irritated.

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My "Piety" and [Fire Magic] increased by 1 (now 15 and 0+4). Alissa's "Charisma" and [Illusion Magic] increased by 1 (now 12 and 5). Lina's "Piety" increased by 1 (now 12).

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"Maintain your mind on the words so they last longer," Kyros says. "Eventually part of your brain will develop a sub-process that will take care of these things by themselves, this is when you will actually gain the skill."

"Sub-process?"

Sounds incredibly close to programming.

"Yes...?" He frowns slightly, "It works the same way as [Battlefield Perception], a small part of your mind dedicated to a specific task. How did you learn that skill?"

"By being attacked from all directions and forcing myself to predict when it would come."

"Oh right, adventurers," He chuckles. "The proper way is to focus on multi-tasking, you observe battles and try to predict outcomes so much that they become instinct."

"Hm... the way I learned was quite simple, albeit a little painful, and I learned it quite fast."

"Sure, for your needs it's perfect but for an Imperial General you need to go much more in depth. Aren't you the leader of Helios? Having more points on that skill could certainly help in saving your companions before they get wounded."

"That is certainly true, another thing that I have to train added to the pile," I smile wryly.

"Most of my life was spent training. For people like us the moment you stop training is the moment you die."

I sigh and nod along.

"Is this 'sub-process' also how you control magic spirits?"

"Hm? You can summon one?"

"No, but one of my women can," I lie.

"I see. Well, I believe it could be so, the spirits are simple minded and reactive, quite similar to how the skills that use sub-processes behave."

"Could spirits be used to train dual-casting?"

"I believe that is possible," he strokes his goatee. "I myself learned dual-casting by using [Battlefield Perception] as a basis and created by own sub-process, but it's limited to the mana vortexes."

"If a sub-process is something so common to develop why is there no skill related to it?"

"I'm not sure, I believe it's related to the fact that a single sub-process is extremely constrained in functionality while in general having innumerous applications. It may not fit the rather abstract nature of the skill system."

So it's too ad hoc for the system to adapt it into a skill.

"It's always quite interesting discussing things with you, teacher," I smile.

"Likewise, I must say you are among the best I have taught," he faintly smiles back.

We continue practice. I focus on my "auto-pilot", I believe this is the secret to dual-casting.

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During lunch Lina is energetic and impatient, she's nearly finished with the new shaft for her switch-axe so she wants to dive on it non-stop like Roxanne does.

"It's just so close, but Gimbo didn't let me finish," She looks down and her bangs cover her eyes.

"Good exercise to build patience," Hana says and glares at Roxanne, "I can see how some people need it."

The succubus looks away and casually rubs a horn in embarra.s.sment.

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Electric cla.s.s had some chemistry experiments around electricity. The first one is about electrolysis to remove rust from metal.

"Don't any of you cast a spell right now, if a spark goes off and the cla.s.s explodes I will take the hand of the one responsible," Professor Nellan glares at the cla.s.s through his red leather mask. "And I won't pay for the [Regeneration]."

He mixes washing soda on a small tub of water, then he puts on it a small rusted piece of metal and two ends of a circuit tied to metal plates. He enchants a proto-battery with [Charge] and soon the water starts bubbling. He leaves the tub by the windows.

"These bubbles are full of pure oxygen, if you create a spark right now the air could ignite," he says. "We will leave it like this until the end of cla.s.s. Now, let's move on to the second experiment."

With a poof he pulls out multiple gla.s.s tubes and a new circuit with a proto-battery he enchants with [Charge]. He puts the first tube in and it glows a slightly red orange.

"Neon."

Next is violet.

"Argon."

Next is a duller violet, pinkish.

"Nitrogen."

Next is a dimmer violet.

"Oxygen."

Next is pink.

"Hydrogen."

Next is gray.

"Krypton."

Next is slightly blue.

"Xenon."

Helium is missing, perhaps they haven't discovered it yet?

He then casts [Magnetize], the level 50 spell from [Electric Magic], on a cylinder of metal. He approaches the cylinder to the tubes and they glow faintly.

"This is what you can manipulate with [Electric Magic], it's a particle called the 'traveler'. The act of manipulating this particle is called 'itionization'. This manipulation of matter releases energy, which in the case of the gases turns it into light."

I only know this is ionization because of how the gases release light. The magnetic field from [Magnetize] can also ionize gases, thus creating light.

We make some calculations about the energy released from ionization and some other calculations about the percentage of ionization during electrolysis. Chemistry stuff that I only glimpsed a few times during high school. Now this is a difficult theory cla.s.s.

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"Didn't know water and electricity could meld so well," Lyle says. "Though I see that [Alchemy] and [Conjuring Magic] can be much simpler in dealing with."

"There could be many uses for those procedures the professor is showing," I say. "We could also research deeper and understand more of physics. More theoretical knowledge will always help with magic, right?"

"That is correct. It's also curious how there's no mana signatures on the water and the washing soda the professor used."

"Indeed, Roxanne only uses potions with mana signature, everything that has no reaction she throws away because it could be dangerous for the body."

"There are a few medicines that do not need mana signatures to work," Hatara says. "We sometimes use non-magical medicines to heal the body so we can conserve mana."

"Oh yes, I know quite a few plants that have some healing properties," Alissa says.

"How is that possible? How can something heal without mana?" Lyle asks.

"I think it's not the [Heal] properties that your thinking, Lyle," I say. "There's more to medicine than just knitting wounds."

"Oh right, you are a Light mage too," Hatara says and I smile back.

"What did those plants do?" I ask Alissa.

"Calming effect, reducing bleeding, anti-infection, anti-fever, and anti-inflammation," she answers.

"Why would you need those plants?" Lyle asks.

"Plenty of monsters at the Misty Low Forest can cause these things. It's easier to deal with it on-site than going back to finding a healer. It's also quite common to hunt alone with just a bow since the monsters there are more on the sneaky and weak side than the loud and big side."

"Does not sound like a pleasant place to hunt," Lyle says.

"It's not, Prowlers can envenom you before you can even react."

"What is that? A big snake or something?" I ask.

Alissa chuckles.

"If only," she smiles bitterly. "They are giant spider-like monsters, their body is long and furry, they have a very ugly human face, and bulging eyes."

"When we go visit is there some chance of them attacking us?" I ask.

"They don't attack groups normally, only when really starved."

Thank the f.u.c.king G.o.ds.

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We come back and continue our theory lessons. At the end of cla.s.s the professor pulls out the metal plate and easily scrubs the rust away with a brush.

"You can easily remove the rust from any armor with this," the professor says. "Though you should be careful with enchantments, you don't want to mess with the silver or gold lines."

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We come back and Aoi is dodging Hana's wooden spear. Lina is lifting weights thicker than her own arms.

"I'm gonna get ya, I'm gonna get ya, I'm gonna getcha, I'm gonna getcha!" Hana stabs and finally she hits Aoi on the flank.

"Kweheheheh!" She chirps in pain and in a giggle-like way.

Hana sees us coming and stops.

"You know, I think she's growing faster than normal, I thought it would take years for her to get this agile."

"She has been under the influence of a lot of mana," Lina says. "They are partially magical beings so perhaps the more mana in their environment the faster they grow."

Roxanne comes out and stretches her hands for Aoi, who dashes to her and jumps on her arms.

"Time for her [Item Box] training," Roxanne says and goes back inside. Aoi reduces in size and then crawls up to Roxanne's shoulder.

"It shouldn't be a coincidence she likes to eat a variety of monsters," I say.

"Dragons would hunt anything living, including other monsters," Alissa says.

"She will grow into a wonderful dragon," Hana says with a grin.

I pull out a set of weights and start lifting them alongside Lina. I take my shirt off and see her nipples get hard through her sweaty thin white shirt.

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I wait for after dinner until I give her what she wants. She was getting visibly annoyed and anxious, which just makes it so much more delicious when I can immediately penetrate her without foreplay due to her wetness.

After I'm done with Lina, Roxanne and Hana are still wrestling while Alissa is casually rubbing herself. Because of this Ciel struggles to concentrate on [Holy Spirit]. She could ask to change the place of our training to the bed but her own budding depravity makes her compelled to stay.

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Today is the 9th. Nev, day of the Spirit. Lots of people go to the temple today, it's somewhat of a holiday.

Ciel deliberately wakes me up so I get a perfect view first thing in the morning.

"I love you, Ciel," I say and kiss her forehead as she swallows, "and you, Lina, and you, Alissa."

I have a very odd feeling, like I can just sneeze and [G.o.dly Language] would appear on my skill list. I have been wishing to not learn it so I can hide this power from others so I guess this is what it feels like to suppress a level up.

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My [Electric Magic] increased by 2 (now 9+14).

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I spend my morning practicing the MP training from Kyros. I gather all my mana on the vortex, hold it for a few seconds and then let the mana return to me. It's rather difficult to do, it requires quite a lot of concentration to fill it with every single point of mana. It also requires some attention for you to know that all your mana is used, otherwise you waste time trying to pull one more point of mana that does not exist.

I open my eyes and see Hana sparring with Alissa. Alissa goes to strike and Hana suddenly jumps back, her sword trying to guard against something that's not there.

"Oh s.h.i.t..." Hana exclaims, barely blocking the real strike, "That was pretty good."

"What did you do, Alissa?" I ask.

"Split only my arm with [Double Image]," She answers. She shows it to me by slashing at the air. Another arm grows from her existing one and strikes at a different direction.

"Impressive," I say.

"I wanna learn that one," Hana says.

Alissa plops on the ground and taps her belly. Hana smirks and cuddles with her.

"I recently learned why you two love to cuddle with her," Alissa says.

A Roxanne made of fire slowly nods to Alissa.

"You are burning the gra.s.s again," Ciel says.

"Tch," Roxanne clicks her tongue, her voice has a slight ethereal reverb, "I lose my concentration for a second and this happens."

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Lina comes back with her switch-axe improved. She got a new shaft that is 1.2 meters long and transplanted its enchantments, the [Extend] enchantment was modified to [Morph Length], now it can elongate to 2 meters or shrink to 0.4 meters, allowing for her to use it for close or long range.

"Maybe at the High Forest we could use a better type of wood," I say.

Lina smiles and nods.

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Blessing cla.s.s is quite calm. Professor Alciel helped us to cast more advanced spells in area and I had to keep my eyes squinted due to the repeated rainbow shine of [Rainbow Shield] activating.

"Your area castings is pretty good, Wolf," Hatara says.

"[Redirect Mana] helped me with this. I have been casting [Wind Shield] in area for a long time already," I respond.

"You are quite the talented mage, makes me a little envious," she absentmindedly twirls her ponytail on her finger.

"Don't let Ciel hear that," Alissa says, making me smile wryly.

Lina nods along.

Hatara looks confused but decides to ignore our inside joke. She turns to Lina and speaks, "Anyway, tell me about that book from the messages from the G.o.ds. More 'Piety' will improve my healing."

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At dinner we make some of my hot Buffalo wings. Alissa bought baby Harpy wings, they are much smaller, softer, and filled with fat. I just don't want to imagine how they look like.

Roxanne happily hums along, her [Heart of Fire] is nearly done. Ciel is glum because her [Holy Spirit] is being delayed, she keeps losing her concentration due to everyone being naked and spontaneous steamy s.e.x happening all around.

The wings disappear leaving only a single one left. Hana and Ciel extend their hands to grab it at the same time. They stop and stare at each other.

Slowly their eyes narrow and the table goes silent as the impending duel makes everyone run back inside and close their windows. The Dark Angel and the Red Devil finally meet in battle once again.

Hana's fingers move in a wave, trying to startle Ciel but it is for naught, the Dark Angel awareness is as sharp as a knife. Ciel's beautiful visage distorts into a scowl as she shows the extent of her resolve to the Red Devil.

The wicked woman smirks and receives the stare, she enjoys the attention, and the challenge. They step closer to each other, their hands hovering over the holsters. A pair of gloomy eyes spies over the crack in the window only to be pulled down by a pair of pale hands.

A dragon casually crosses the streets, the scales tinkling and reflecting in the Sun. The two duelists are like statues, their breathing slows and their hands stop trembling, their eyes narrow, their focus is so deep they can see a single speck of dust moving as the wind blows.

A bird chirps. The duelists draw and fire. A small piece of metal falls in the ground, two bullets met in the air and annihilated each other. The Dark Angel is faster but the Devil is more cunning, she dodges the second bullet with a blur and fires repeatedly. The Dark Angel is at a loss, her accurate strikes are thrown off, she can only watch in horror as the bullets come to her.

In a last ditch effort the Dark Angel dodges and saves herself, she rolls away from the street and into safety. She's wounded but not dead, she will live to fight another day.

The Red Devil casually strolls towards the prize. She bleeds but she will live, her wounds are nothing in compared with the Dark Angel.

"You are cleaning this mess," Alissa says.

"Sorry..." Ciel mutters as she collects the cutlery thrown around the table.

"Not sorry," Hana says and takes another bite.

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Today is the 10th. Tann, day of darkness. People don't like to go out today so it is kind of a holiday.

"Acho!" I sneeze as I open my eyes.

Roxanne snickers, her tail waving at me. Alissa chokes and struggles to swallow. She slaps Roxanne's tail and makes her jump in surprise.

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My [Blessing Magic] increased by 1 (now 4+21), my MP increased by 70 now (850). Kyro's MP training technique works quite well, even Roxanne is satisfied.

Hana learned [Illusion Magic] with 1 point.

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At 5 points of [G.o.dly Language] I can give a 10 seconds boost of power to us with a burst of nausea at the end. With 10 points I can give a 30 seconds boost with reduced nausea. With 15 points I can give a 1 minute boost with minimal nausea. At 20 points the boost lasts 2 minutes and there's only a slight discomfort and body fatigue at the end, this is the optimal point. I trained how to use it and the best way is to whisper to the girls or myself before battle, I can even use it during battle on an opportune moment.

"Good," Kyros says and smiles faintly as he strokes his beard, "I have very little new to show you, you only need to continue on your practice to improve."

"Thank you, teacher," I nod respectfully.

Kyros shows me all kinds of things that you can do with this skill. Turning them into mere puppets, inserting memories, changing their tastes, altering their body, and sometimes even forcing skills, the sky is the limit. Difficulty varies and it's all temporary but it's still incredibly powerful.

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I come back to lunch and see the girls surrounding the table.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Alissa brought Moody Juice, Turncoat Heretics, and Delicious Horrors," Hana answers.

"The, uh, what?"

She chuckles and opens s.p.a.ce for me to look.

On a gla.s.s cup there's a red steaming juice that looks quite thick. On a platter there's stick-men cookies with a psychedelic color, they change color depending on the angle that you look at them, reminds me of that car paint ChromaFlat or something. On another platter there's 8 small purple clumps of wriggling tentacles. What the h.e.l.l.

Alissa smiles at me and grabs the gla.s.s cup, after a few seconds without moving she releases the cup and there's a yellow mark on the juice where her hand was.

"Thermochromism..." I mutter.

"Thermo what?" Hana asks

"Thermochromism, changing color depending on temperature."

"Huh... Yeah that's exactly what it does," Alissa says, her ears flop slightly and her swaying tail slows.

"Don't look like this," I smile to Alissa, "The things that looked like this on my world weren't safe to eat, I a.s.sume this is drinkable?"

"Yes!" Her tail shoots up again, "You said your world never had any magic so I found some magic food and decided to buy a little."

"Ooh... Magic food," I grab the cup and sip on it.

At first comes a strong, ginger-like taste, it changes into citric juice similar to oranges, then to a more mild mango, then to black tea with honey, and finally to very sweet Gorgon fruit.

"Wow. It literally changes taste," I say.

"If you freeze it and let it melt on your mouth there's even more tastes," Alissa says, gushing with a large smile.

She heats up the now orange juice and it turns back to red. The girls all take a sip and only a small amount of it remains.

"Lovely," Alissa says.

"Quite good," Roxanne says.

"Meh, too, swee-t!" Aoi says.

"Gih! Guhgih geah gehger.

"Pbtbtbtb," Aoi shows her long tongue to Gify and makes a fart-like noise.

"I didn't like the first one..." Lina says.

"The last is the best, do the colder tastes get more sweet?" Ciel asks.

"Yep," Alissa answers.
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"Eh. I liked the third one, after the citric one, it reminded me of one of the fruits from Sommerland," Hana says.

"Caaan I get the rest?" Ciel asks with an innocent grin.

"Sure," I say and the other girls nod.

Ciel puts the gla.s.s in the ice box.

"Now why are these cookies called Turncoat Heretics?" I ask.

"Because every time you look at them they change their color," Ciel answers and snorts. "Just like the real ones, always trying to infiltrate the temple by blending into the background."

I grab one and bite. The gimmick on this one is that it has a mix of fruits but the most prominent one changes randomly with a small popping explosion inside the mouth. Like one of those weird candy powders, Popping Stones or something like that.

"My tong' go' num'," Lina says with her tongue out.

"Don't put it all on the mouth, bite smaller pieces," Alissa says.

"Oh... Okay."

I chuckle and take a large bite. The popping gets so strong that it really does get uncomfortable.

"Meh," Aoi seems a little more content with the gimmick but the taste is average for her.

"I love it," Roxanne says and takes a large bite, "it ma.s.sages my tongue."

"You are losing the feeling on your tongue from eating all that spicy food," Hana says.

"You are losing the feeling on your tongue from licking my p.u.s.s.y everyday," Roxanne answers.

"No, it tastes like rotting fish like always."

"And you enjoy it very much."

"Girls please," Ciel glares at them and they bite their tongues with a smirk.

"Anyway, what's that horrifying thing?" I point to the still wriggling purple clumps of tentacles.

"Delicious Horrors," Hana says with a smile.

"I find the 'Delicious' part questionable," Ciel says.

"Bad presentation, again," Roxanne says and Ciel nods along.

"Trust me on this one, it's pretty good," Hana says.

"Of course you are the one who likes the disgusting food," Roxanne says with an eye roll.

"Yeah just like how I like eating your pussayy!"

That translated well into English.

"Please!" Ciel gives them a withering look. "Alissa, continue."

"Don't chew on this one," Alissa says with an evil smile, "Seriously, don't chew, let it on your mouth for a few seconds and swallow."

Oh boy.

Everyone looks at me, even Gify. I shrug and put it on my mouth.

Oh G.o.ds! I'm being kissed by multiple tongues! The tentacles unclumped themselves and started crawling all over my mouth. They stimulate my tongue just like a kiss. Tastes like grape.

I swallow and shudder as the wriggling doesn't stop. Now I feel them inside me, crawling and tickling me where I can't reach.

"Alissa! What in the..." I stop talking as another shudder runs through my entire body.

Alissa and Hana chuckle as they watch my suffering. After around 10 seconds the wriggling stops.

"Betrayal! Again!" I protest.

"I'll make it up to you," Alissa says and pats my head.

"I demand aggressive cuddling."

"Your wish is my command," Alissa says, she and Hana bows. "Now, the rest," she looks at the other girls who stare at each other nervously.

"It's not so bad," I say, "at first it feels like kisses."

"Kiss?" Aoi asks, tilting her head.

"Uh, yes, kiss."

Aoi jumps to the platter and eats one, Gify follows her. They immediately start giggling and rolling on the table.

"Now that is adorablem" Ciel says and Lina nods.

The next are Alissa, Hana, and Lina. They shudder but also giggle with the tickling.

Ciel and Roxanne look at each other and sigh. The close their eyes and throw a clump on their mouths.

"Ahhn...!" Roxanne moans, "It's stirring... My insides! Aahhn~...!"

Ciel shudders uncontrollably and holds a hand in front of her mouth to m.u.f.fle the constant giggling.

"Well, it makes sense for Ciel to be like this because of her foot fetish, maybe she's more sensitive to tickling or something," Hana says, "But Roxanne...?"

"I have an idea, it relates to a certain thing about tentacles..." I say.

Hana lifts and eyebrow at me.

"More weird s.h.i.t from your world?"

"Yeah..."

"Maybe we can find something similar on a s.e.x shop."

"If not then we could develop a spell for it," I smirk, "If it was made for the food we can recreate it on something bigger and not edible."

"Yes, yes," an evil glint on her eyes, "We could use Alissa to test how a normal person would fare."

Alissa shudders and blushes.

"I don't get it?" Lina asks.

"You are too innocent" I say.

Lina pouts and then shudders when Hana tells her what we are planning.

"Mo-re!" Aoi demands.

"Sorry, maybe next time," Alissa pats her sleek head. "They run out quickly since there's little magic food in Rabanara."

"The High Forest would certainly have more," Hana says.

"O-kaay..."

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We have a normal soup for lunch. Not in the mood to try anything new with the feelings of having my innards kissed still fresh on my body.

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During [Reduced Mana Cost] cla.s.s I spend my time observing the "circuits" of spells. Slowly they start to make more sense.

Silvane and Nononya appear during break.

"Say Alissa, can't you become small like Nononya so I can carry you?" I ask.

"Why didn't I think of that..." She blinks repeatedly at the groundbreaking idea.

Silvane sighs, she runs her hand over her long ears and speaks, "Wereanimals have the best racial traits, Haaran loves my ears but they don't compare to the furry ones you two have."

Garanae looks away and shyly nods, Hatara scowls for a second but then chuckles.

"What about the beastfolk?" Lyle asks, "Their entire bodies are furry."

Silvane shudders and smiles, Toroo hoots a laugh.

"Lionfolk are quite lovely," Silvane says and looks at Alissa. "But maintaining all that fur must be difficult, no?"

I grab Alissa's tail and brush my face with it.

"Do you even shed fur?" I ask.

"Hardly," she flickers her tail harder on my face and makes me sneeze. "Part of our inheritance is that our fur disintegrates quite quickly when away from our bodies."

"Being a human seems quite boring in comparison," Garanae says. He runs his hand through his white-blond hair and frowns. "Animal ears are so cute in comparison to our boring fleshy ones. Now that I think about it, do your ears make it difficult to sleep Silvane?"

"No. They are quite flexible," Silvane grabs a thin, protruding ear and rolls it on itself. "They also regrow by themselves when cut off."

"Just like the demon race," I say.

"See?" Garanae points to a smirking Silvane, "They have all the advantages and none of the drawbacks, why even be human?"

Silvane shrugs, "Say that to the royals at the capital."

"Exactly, the supremacist faction is quite strong," Lyle says and nods, "It's why the emperor has no human wife..."

"Say, is it possible to copy your [Fox Transformation]?" I ask Alissa.

"It's a spell so... Possibly?" She shrugs.

"I heard that some humans copied [Stonebody] from living long enough in Mountainhome," Gimbo says, "So it's not unheard of of racial skills being copied."

"You should start with the demon race," Toroo says, "Their racial characteristics are like a partial Transformation."

"Oh right," Alissa claps her hands, "They are mana solidifications but their souls still extend over their bodies. Wolf, what if you applied [Materialization] to your soul extension ability?"

Gify opens his eyes and stands on my shoulder.

"Gih," his body suddenly looks ethereal and he floats in the air, phasing through my body.

"So it really is the same thing, just a more advanced version," I say.

Gify turns back into solid and nods.

Oh G.o.ds, I can become like Alissa. Animal ears! I want to be a kitsune!

"Hohoh, you are certainly breaking barriers, Wolf," Toroo smiles, "If you develop this it might actually be revolutionary."

"It will certainly be once the perverts get their hands on it," Lyle says.

"Just like Snow Weave," Silvane says.

I contain a shiver as delicious memories flood my mind. I feel Alissa's tail sway harder on my lap.

"Oh yeah that thing is everywhere now and it has little use besides bed activities," Lyle chuckles and slightly reddens.

"They are quite lovely for sleeping on," Silvane says with an innocent smile, making Lyle blush harder. "It's what they were originally made for."

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The idea of being a kitsune made me quite excited so I decide to abuse Alissa and Ciel tonight to satisfy my needs.

Alissa spreads a generous amount of lube on my erect member.

"Afraid of the pain?" I ask with an evil smirk.

"Y-yes..." She answers meekly, her ears flop but her tail sways.

"Once you turn around I can just take the lube off with my own hands."

She looks up to me puppy-eyed.

"Please don't..."

"Only if you beg."

"Master, please don't punish my tight a.s.shole," she says and lowers her head.

"Grovel, bow to me."

She releases my member and touches the sofa with her forehead, her hands grab my thighs.

"Master, please! Don't punish me."

"Turn around," I hiss to her.

She turns and lifts her cute a.s.s at me, her tail still swaying. I grab the base of her tail with a death grip and she yelps. I deliberate whether or not I should remove the lube.

"Wh.o.r.es like you deserve punishment."

I decide not to. I plunge my c.o.c.k deep up her a.s.s. I hug her from behind and bite an ear.

"Ah! Hmmmmm..." She moans. She closes her eyes and licks her lips, enjoying the feeling.

"But sometimes wh.o.r.es need some sweet love too," I whisper on hear ear as softly as I can.

I envelop her in my hug and she bites a pillow while fingering herself. Her tail brushing my abs repeatedly now that it is free.

I finish inside her and leave the cleanup to Hana. I go to Ciel and hug her from behind while she's having her feet licked and ma.s.saged by Lina.

"You too," I whisper on her ear and bend her over. I shove it as deep as I can and her legs shiver.

I smirk at Lina while she hungrily stares at Ciel's glistening p.u.s.s.y.

I c.u.m on Ciel's back and grab Lina, forcing her to clean up.

Another [Holy Spirit] session is disrupted. I sit back while enjoying Hana and Roxanne's wrestling, they ditched a nearly pa.s.sed out Alissa like a used toy.

I bring Ciel and Lina in a hug and have them face the other two. I slowly play with their c.l.i.t until they o.r.g.a.s.m, hopefully this is priming them to be aroused at the sight of steamy lesbian s.e.x.

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Today is the 11th.

Lina wakes me up and she shares a morning kiss with Alissa. Ciel suddenly grabs Lina and gives her a morning kiss on the cheek.

"Morning," Lina says, beaming with a smile.

"M-morning," Ciel says and quickly moves out of the bed, her dark a.s.s jiggles as she walks.

I fondle Alissa's tail and watch the little girl scurry after Ciel.

"Who has the better a.s.s?" Alissa asks me, seeing where my gaze went.

"I will not answer this question" I say immediately.

Alissa smirks and Ted tilts his head in confusion, something Alissa taught him.

You better learn these lessons soon, little one.

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Morning is spent lazing around. Aoi plays tag with Lina, they both have similar agility so they are rather evenly matched. Aoi has some advantage on speed due to being a quadruped.

"Not on the kitchen!" Ciel yells.

"Kay!" The two answer in unison.

Hana does her morning routine of light exercises and martial arts. Soon she leaves for a morning jog.

Ciel prays and then leaves with Hana.

Roxanne is swinging on the tree in the front yard. She mutters something about mana signatures and inflammations.

I spend my time on the balcony of the second floor, trying to keep my soul out of my body without thinking. The secret to it must be on those sub-processes, I really need to learn them.

Gih.

Yeah, a lot of my progress is locked behind the sub-processes.

Alissa is on the table on a chair besides me, reading another book. A romance, obviously.

I summon a [Holy Spirit] and start chasing Lina with it.

Suddenly Aoi bursts into the balcony and jumps. She glides down towards the tree and nestles on a branch. Lina appears a second after and frowns.

"Not fair, I can't glide," she says.

"HHa! Li, slooow!"

"Guh..." She scowls and turns around, I hear her stomping down the stairs and jumping over my Spirit.

She reaches the front yard and fires a very small [Earth Bullet] on Aoi, making her fall down the branch.

"Owwww!" Aoi cries and dramatically writhes on the ground in pain.

"Play fair!" Lina hisses.

"Fiine."

"You are the Gobbler!" Lina smirks and runs away.

"Ah..." Aoi rolls over and darts after her.

The rest of the morning is calm as everyone basically just sprawls somewhere and takes a nap. At 11PM we put on our jewels and best clothes and leave towards the n.o.ble's Quarters to visit Lyle.

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We reach the front of the Rizek residence. A well-armed guard in shining chain mail stands in front of the black metal gate, every once in a while a small gem in the middle of the gate flashes with light.

"State your business," the guard says in a neutral tone once we approach.

"My name is Wolf Ryder, we were invited by Lyle Rizek for lunch."

The man nods and his eyes do not drift away from us. Another guard moves inside a small guard post. A minute later a proto-butler comes to the gate and opens it for us.

"Greetings," the man bows. I remember he's Sebastian. He addresses us individually and asks us to follow him.

He's a brown haired man with delicate features but a well built body, he looks to be well into his 30's.

We pa.s.s a brick wall and pa.s.s by a hedge garden with multiple flowers and tea tables. A smooth cement path takes us across the front yard. A large hedge cut in the shape of a lightning bolt covers the view of the front door.

The mansion is made of yellow bricks, orange shingle, and white relief as decorations along the walls and windows. Three floors tall with low angled ceiling.

"Imperial architecture," Lina says.

Sebastian turns his head and smiles, "Grand Master Rizek is fond of the capital, even here he wanted his own piece of home," he says.

I believe he's talking about Werner Rizek, Lyle's grandfather.

We enter the house and see an interior fully decorated by tiles with flowing light yellow and blue patterns. The ceiling is tall and the air is quite fresh, I believe I feel a hint of magical air conditioning.

After a long hall with statues and a family portrait, we reach the main dining room. There's only a large table near the center and a huge mirror that covers one wall, the empty s.p.a.ce could easily hold a dancing party.

"Wolf!" Lyle raises from his chair and comes over for a handshake. He wears some loose white linen shirt with frills and a sleeveless doublet over it. His pants are straight and made of black velvet.

Behind him comes a lanky mustached man with evil and wild eyes, wearing the same clothes. His black hair is slick and swept to the side, his mustache is twirled and enviously long, his eyebrows are like a tilde. He smiles towards us in what could be interpreted as warmth.

Beside him is a thin and pet.i.te woman. Black hair on a single braid on her shoulders, very small lips and nose, small eyes, and a kind smile, certainly recessive genes. Her dark brown dress is wide and thick, embroidered with many yellow flowers.

At the table is Werner Rizek, an old man with a pointy nose and clean shaven face filled with wrinkles. He wears a simple purple robe.

"This is my father, Horvath, my mother, Helena, and over there my grandfather Werner," Lyle says.

We all bow lightly and Werner waves with a toothy smile.

"I am Wolf Ryder, these are my fiancees Alissa, Roxanne, Hana, Ciel, and our slave, Lina."

Werner is indifferent, Helena slowly lifts her eyebrows, and Horvath slowly turns his head towards her as I speak. The couple smirks at each other and turns back.

"Hohoh, Ryder, pleasure to meet you," he nods his head in respect and closes his eyes. His voice is on the higher pitched end. "Your fellowship is quite the interesting one, through, and, through," he puffs his chest as he speaks.

"Firstly, we must thank you for saving our son," Helena sends a sharp gaze at her husband for a moment and nods to us in respect. Her voice is very soft and slightly raspy.

"Yes! Indeed, Twenty versus six. A bard is going to tell that story," he gives us a very toothy smile, his teeth almost shine.

"Not the first time," Lyle says.

"Not the second," Hana says.

"Oh," Horvath raises his eyebrows, "I hear you are making fame in Rabanara yet you don't show your face."

"I am rather reclusive," I say and smile wryly.

"Yet can't stop partic.i.p.ating on the most curious of things," he says.

Could they of know my relationship with Vanea?

"Please sit," Helena motions towards the table.

It's oval, the Rizeks sit at one side and we at the other.

"I am not actually surprised that you managed to kill so many," Werner says, his voice is old but firm. He looks at Roxanne and continues, "The Symbol of Hate had very little mana contaminating its body, considering the damage I thought it would be the contrary. You must be specialized in [Mana Control], correct?"

"Indeed," Roxanne answers with bright smile, "I had much ease learning [Mana Control] so I decided to specialize in it. It came so easily that I learned how to dual-cast instinctively because of it."

"Ohoh," Werner drums his fingers on the table, "so you used Fire and [Water Magic] to create a steam explosion. With this amount of control you can create a very small explosion right inside of somebody."

"Correct."

"See, Horvath?" His eyes merely shift to the side, "This one can kill anyone with a single spell, nearly unblockable."

"Yes, quite impressive. But why did you never join a circle a magi?" Horvath asks, his wrinkled eyebrows wrinkle harder in a slight frown.

"Oh, I'm not the kind that wants to be chained, I love adventuring too much to give up on that," Roxanne answers.

"And the boy now has a dragonkin, a dwarf enchanter, a priestess, the Misty Fox slave, a small dragon, a nature spirit, and even he himself is quite the summoner," Werner chuckles. "You make me wish my wives were still alive. See, Lyle? This is how you choose women."

"Y-yes, grandfather," Lyle's face stiffens and his ears redden.

"Oh, so you are the Misty Fox slave?" Helena turns to Alissa who smiles proudly, "I wanted to buy you for Lyle but the Slavers had control over it."

"How did you get Ghulam to choose you?" Horvath asks me.

"I saved Nour Asaf from the Orc Headhunter and as a favor he introduced me to Ghulam," I answer.

Werner nods to Horvath and smiles.

"You even got connections to Asaf. I thought about offering you knighthood but it seems you won't need it," Horvath smiles bitterly.

"We are quite the adventurous group," Ciel says, "It will take some time for us to settle down."

"When you do, know that you could have a place in Rabanara," Werner says, "If not us then Alaraste would be very interested in your fellowship."

So they don't actually know about my relationship with Vanea.

I nod and smile respectfully.

"Thank you for the offer," I say.

"Are the Misty Fox slaves famous over here?" Alissa asks, expectantly.

"Very," Helena answers with a kind smile. "Dedicated servants, experienced hunters, vigorous lovers, cute ears, what's not to like? Alaraste was offering them to the n.o.bility but the Slavers negotiated preference in exchange for more combat Blood Slaves."

Alissa's smile grows wider on each word.

"We were looking for a wife talented in magic for Lyle, so your magical capabilities leaved to be desired," Horvath says, "But your clan makes perfect bodyguards, the weredog mercenaries do not compare."

Alissa's eyes lose focus and her face turns into pure satisfaction.

"I heard the next slave is a male so unless if Lyle wants him we won't pursue it," Horvath says with an evil smile and Lyle's ears start to redden again.

"Is magic talent inheritable?" I ask.

"Quite so," Helena answers, "Sometimes even skills are inherited, so useful."

Oh boy, what does this mean for my children? I have s.h.i.t tons of skills, how many of them are they going to inherit?

"Lyle asked for us to fight together," Horvath says, "I put forward a request towards Silas. Considering your record the harpies will be a simple thing."

"Do you fight at the central tower?" Ciel asks.

"Precisely," Werner answers, "I will be near, alongside the Dragon's Bane so the danger of being overrun is negligible."

"The Cookmonster is still leading the harpies so Alaraste wants to kill it," Horvath says, twirling his mustache.

Lina's Trivia: The Cookachickadoodoolee is a huge, sapient chicken-man. It has a ridiculous voice and an overinflated ego. Its real name is something else but the Lord spread this ridiculous name as a taunt. The bards made a few songs about the banter between the Lord and the Cookwhatever.

"Oh. So we will get to see the Dragon's Bane in action?" Hana asks, her eyes glimmer.

Horvath's eyes also glimmer, but evilly, "Hohohoh, oh yes, with premium seats. the beauty of the Bane is incomparable, it is the perfect weapon to end the life of that ridiculous creature," he says.

Lina perks her ears at that.

Hana and Lina kept talking about auto-ballistas with Horvath, Helena and Alissa talked about the history of other Misty Foxes, Werner prodded Roxanne with questions about her magic, me and Ciel talked idly with Lyle about traveling and knighthood.

Servants came, with a poof they pulled out the cutlery and the food. Glorious roasted large slabs of dripping and sizzling minotaur and Orc Lord, a variety of fruits nearly as wide as that on the Tree of Mana, breads so well made they look like pictures from gourmet magazines. My stomach feels so posh.

Lyle's parents were a little annoying with their prodding, but now that my position is known they are more pleasant. Since they can't really bring us under their fold so easily they would rather keep us close.