Rupegia 38 Thesis

The lunch is finished and we move outside to the backyard. We sit on a porch surrounded by flowers, a few sofas for the girls while me, Lyle, and Horvath sit around the tea table, Werner stayed inside. There's a pool with clear water and a few fountains in front of us. Deeper in the yard there's a raised tile platform with multiple lightning rods, should be where they train magic.

Horvath glances to me with the side of his eye and asks, "Ever been to the capital, Mr. Ryder?"

"I haven't," I say, "I would like to pa.s.s by one day, the Hyper Loop and the Throne of Ascension sounds like an incredible sight."

"You should see the Bay of Three Kings in the morning, the morning mist dissipating is quite the sight," he gives me a toothy smile.

"I will believe you," I calmly say and take another sip.

"You would do well to keep away from the supremacists. They have some bad habits towards women of certain races."

"We are quite united, I believe we can handle it. But I would prefer to know who belongs to that side, I'm not that knowledgeable about politics."

"Really?" He turns his head to me and raises an eyebrow, "Supremacists are everywhere. Haven't you met any yet?"

"I come from a very quiet place, not much politics there," I smile wryly.

"I would like to visit that place one day," he turns back forward, "We left Rabanara to keep away from the politics, a place as idyllic as you say sounds like paradise."

"It was..."

"Why don't you return?" He glances at me.

"My life is here now. I take the good with the bad."

"A free soul through and through," he says and I smile wryly. "Where are you planning to go to?"

"The birthplaces of my wives."

"Bring some protection when you reach Mountainhome," he twirls his mustache, "The refugees from Aremut are filling their towns and some places have become quite bad."

"I see, makes sense."

He spends a few seconds looking at me with what could be believed to be a warm smile. His mustache really makes him look like villain.

"The demon race outside their Holy territories are also prodding each other. Skirmishes will start again."

"There's no need for us to go so deep. We will simply go to Mashoor and then Xane."

"I see..." He quietens and we continue our tea without much more talking. The girls are more noisy, Helena loves talking about desserts and the golems are putting up their usual show.

Lina comes to the table and they start talking about the translated dragonoid books. Mostly about etymology. I see that Lyle really is a little tense near his father.

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Dusk starts to show and we decide to leave. They give us a warm goodbye and Sebastian escorts us out.

Ciel drives the dinghy since Roxanne drunk a little and I want to be safe.

"More pleasant than I imagined," Ciel says.

"The grandfather was a little annoying," Roxanne says with a slight frown. "I don't really want to divulge all of my secrets."

"It must irk him seeing a mage like you roaming around without belonging to somewhere more important," Hana says. "I have seen plenty of n.o.ble mages like that, quite patronizing."

"I understand," Alissa says. "Wolfy doesn't have much of a presence so they must think we are wasting our power."

"If only they knew," I say and ma.s.sage my temple. "I feel like Horvath was prodding me."

"Anyone who investigates will know you don't have a background," Lina says, "n.o.bles don't like mysteries."

I feel emotionally exhausted, too much socialization for my taste.

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As soon as we get home I grab Roxanne and Alissa and drown on their soft bodies. Roxanne charms me again and I almost lose consciousness, turning into an animal of pure desire.

"The High Elven products must have something special on them. Your smells are just so..." I shudder, "Intoxicating."

"They must be helping Roxanne's racial charm," Alissa says.

If Roxanne doesn't try to drain me, letting myself go is supremely relaxing.

I finish all over Roxanne and breathe in deeply the smell of our nest. Sweat, s.e.m.e.n, perfume, p.u.s.s.y juice, body lotion, scented lube, saliva. The bed gets drenched in liquids.

I bite Alissa's ear and keep the two women constantly moaning, causing an erotic song fill the room.

Dinner gets delayed because Hana decided to join.

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Today is the 12th.

Yellow lizard eyes devours me as Hana wakes me up.

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"Tonight is party time!" Hana drums her hands on the table.

"Gih!"

"I will buy the ingredients," Alissa says.

"I will go with you, I want to take a walk," I say.

"Kweh! Walk, me, too!"

"I'll go with you and spend the morning at the training grounds," Hana says.

"Let's deliver some laundry on the way," Alissa says.

I store in my "Items" a large basket filled with mostly bed sheets.

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The washer is a few blocks away so we walk there. The shop interior is decorate entirely with pure white and completely clean tiles, there's a few chairs for people to wait and a heavy stone counter that is waxed and shining. An old woman with white hair and a kind, wrinkly smile is on the counter.

"Ah, Alissa," she says and smiles as we approach.

"Morning, Vosha. A large basket as usual."

With a *poof* I pull out the basket on the scales. The woman looks over the contents and her smile twitches.

"Contaminants?" She asks, innocently.

"Body fluids," Alissa answers flatly.

"Understood," Vosha's smile twitches again. "It will be a silver coin, come back tomorrow morning and it will be ready and dry."

Alissa puts the coin on the counter, Vosha takes the money and carries the basket away.

"I somewhat pity that woman," Hana says.

"She likely has other people help clean," Alissa says.

"Still..."

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I drive us to the hunter's guild to drop off Hana there. I decide to enter and take a look at the requests.

The bounty on harpies increased again. The amount of Dragolite attacks decreased, this means there's some strong monster in the skies of the Sea of Trees controlling air traffic, likely the Cookthing.

I look around and feel something is different. The atmosphere is much more... Friendlier. There was always a hostile gaze or two, specially after I started to gain fame, but now I feel the gazes are cordial, even.

Could this be due to Darean's influence? Now that he's gone his minions among the adventurers might have dispersed and not want to mess with me anymore since they don't have support. Helios is position 3 on the city defense, that's the only real strength ranking available and it puts us among top 10. Not that many people would be brave to mess with us now.

I turn back and continue reading. There's reports of Grim Giants on The Smirk, threat level 6, you should simply turn around and run if you ever meet one. Grim Giants are skinny old men around 10 meters tall, they walk in all fours and have some very resilient skin. You need a dedicated squad to take them down, even us would have trouble dealing with them.

Orcs are making a resurgence, could be that a new Orc Lord has sp.a.w.ned.

Alissa waves to Carmen and she sends us a kiss.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ryder?" A male voice calls out.

I turn around and see a pair of tall brown-haired young men with well maintained stubble's, olive skin, and well-made padded red monster leather armor.

"Yes?"

"I am Mellissus and this is Nectarios, my brother," says one of the duo, a handsome smile on his face. He has a more chiseled face, while his brother is more on the pretty boy side. Their hair looks scruffy but not too much, like it's deliberate scruffy. "We are from the mercenary company Katasko. Have you ever heard of us? We are the biggest escort on the eastern Mainland, our influence even extends well past Goldcross."

"No I haven't," I say, my frown slowly growing alongside Alissa's.

"We would like to invite the fellowship Helios into our company," says Nectarios with a perfect white smile that gives me shivers, "We could certainly negotiate quite a beneficial contract for such a powerful group of people. If anything, our other contractors are known among the elite."

"Thanks for the offer but we are not interested," I say, forcing myself to keep polite.

I motion to turn back but Nectarios lifts his hand to catch our attention.

"Please, Mr. Ryder, I'm sure we could have a conversation to find some middle-ground," he smiles again.

What middle-ground?

"Not interested," I repeat, flatly.

"There are many benefits from joining us, our company is a favorite among n.o.bility. It would certainly be an introduction into higher society for someone as talented as you," Mellissus says, slightly bowing.

I stare at him, forcing myself to suppress a groan. Alissa's tail stands upright beside me. Even Aoi and Gify glare at the pair of obnoxiously handsome men.

"Our beneficiaries regularly search among our elite for candidates for knighthood. Plenty of royalty from the Capital belong to those who turn to us for talent," Nectarios says, his smile unflinching.

"Many of our elites retire early and open their own business due to the amount of money they receive. You could certainly create a prestigious lineage by working with us," Mellissus says.

"Listen," I give them a phony smile, "I am not interested."

To follow up, Aoi's nostrils flare and glow, she huffs a large cloud of smoke at the two men, making their faces twitch.

"You are a bother," Alissa says, she steps in front and motions them to the door. "Please, leave us."

"Katasko is large company," Mellissus says in a softer tone, "You benefit from joining, but the inverse is also true."

Is that a f.u.c.king threat!?

I maintain my smile and motion to the door. I see Alissa's hand tremble on her back over where her concealed dagger is.

The men bow respectfully and leave. Me and Alissa relax and we let out a very long sigh escape in sync.

"What now? Mercenaries? Why are they interested in us?" I ask.

"They were very aggressive and even used a veiled threat," Alissa says and frowns. "This is not normal for Rabanara. The Lord doesn't let companies bully adventurers, he protects them, us, rather."

"I don't think it's related to Darean, he shouldn't have influence over this company."

"The other choices aren't very attractive either."

I just hope Ankara didn't blabber. I feel like this could be another headache coming.

We leave the guild and go shopping for ingredients.

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We buy lots of flour, b.u.t.ter, sugar, milk cream, Dragolite eggs, shredded blanched Dragolite meat, baker's yeast, ground meat, dulce de leche, cereal, a blobby fruit that taste like grape called Stafali, and a very peculiar bottle that Alissa removed the label of.

Aoi and Gify are quite useful for bartering, the merchants instantly get a brighter disposition when they see the cute dragon on my head or the cute griffin on Alissa's arms.

"You are not messing with their heads, right?" I ask.

"Gih."

"If you say so."

The streets are busy with people, announcers, and wagons. I'm seeing horseless carriages become more common lately, I wonder what's making them move.

The streets may be busy but a sword at your side makes you untouchable, people really don't want to invade the personal s.p.a.ce of someone who's armed. There's no real risk of pickpockets due to [Item Box] so you can walk much more calmly, it's mostly trinkets that are in danger of being stolen.

The morning air is quite fresh. On Earth things could get a little polluted during the rush hour. I think mana could be said to "pollute" the air but it's hardly the same thing as fossil fuels. Magic tools are as carbon free as it's going to get. Now that I think about it there's not much smoke coming out of houses, when everybody can summon a small flame or light the need for burning wood reduces a lot.

We go back home and have a simple lunch, shouldn't eat too much when there's good food coming for dinner.

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I crack the eggs on the bowl and beat them. The gnomic magic beater does the work as I drizzle the oil slowly. After oil comes sugar and then a little of not-vanilla extract. I heat up b.u.t.ter a little and add it to the batter. On a separate bowl I whisk a little of flour, baker's yeast, and salt. Add the mix to the first bowl slowly. Then pour the full mixture into the two cake pans and bake.

"Alissa, what did you dream about when you were being trained?" I ask.

"I dreamt of meeting you," she says with a sweet smile.

"That's uh..." I blush slightly at her sneak attack, "not exactly what I meant. Did you also dream about being a teacher, an adventurer, a dancer, or something like that?"

"No, should I?" She tilts her head cutely.

I shrug, "I don't know. I guess I just want to know if you ever though about something that's not related to being a slave."

"I did but I quickly abandoned these thoughts. Well, I still think about it but it's not the same thing. Thinking about these things wouldn't help me, my destiny was set so I only dreamt of what was in reach, not what could have been."

I check on cake and turn back to molding kibbehs with my hands.

"Feels so, limiting. Did you ever not want to be a slave?"

"I never really had a choice of being a slave or not so I didn't think whether I wanted to be one, I just accepted my destiny. In the end, I have a freer life with you than most people have."

"The freedom of your world is incomparable to ours, Wolfy," Ciel says. She seasons another kibbeh and hands it to me. "Even Lords, even royalty, they are all chained to their duty. n.o.body is truly free, or alone."

"When I was younger I dreamed about having my harem, or joining one," Hana says as she kneads some dough. She suddenly turns serious and introspective. "I guess I really dreamed a lot about s.e.x, actually I still do. I guess nothing really changed, I just fulfilled my dreams," she shrugs.

"Most commoners dream about not dying during monster attacks and living long enough to see their grandchildren grow," Ciel says. "I dreamed of that too I just also dreamed of traveling."

"I just wanted to grow old with Mithra," Roxanne says, molding flour dumplings in a teardrop shape. "After that I kind of stopped dreaming. Now that I'm with Wolfy I dream about the wonders we will see," she smiles adorably.

"You are breaking the dumpling," Ciel says.

Roxanne snaps back to reality and groans as the shredded Dragolite filling escapes out of the ruined dumpling.

"So finicky," she mutters.

"I dreamed of inheriting the shop," Lina says, shyly covering a.s.sorted fruit pieces with dulce de leche, "After being bought by Hilde I also stopped dreaming. Now I feel like I need to aim for something higher."

"What do you dream about?" Ciel asks me.

"A long life with all of you around me... I guess," I answer. "I haven't thought much about the future, my destiny here keeps me from thinking anything solid, we will see after everything is done."

"Maybe you should focus on [Golemancy]," Alissa says, "You said it could cause a revolution one day."

"Perhaps... I was a researcher back on Earth so I guess my dream is to simply keep living like one."

"I, dream, fly!" Aoi says.

I take the cakes out and fill the top of the first layer with the filling of dulce de leche plus Stafali paste and some cream. I put the second layer on top and cover the cave with cream. On top of the second layer I drizzle Stafali paste on a checker pattern.

Tdah! Stafali cake is done.

"Looks delicious," Ciel says, her eyes already eating the cake.

We fry the dumplings and the kibbeh. We sprinkle sugar on the little b.a.l.l.s of dulce de leche plus fruits. Everything is coming along quite nicely.

We have our fun making food and eat a few during the afternoon tea as a taste test. It goes well with some thick tea with milk.

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"So we would light a thin candle in the shape of the years and sing a quick song," I say. "Since we don't really have these things just use this scented candle."

I put the thick candle on a plate and light it in front of Hana. We all stand on one side of the table while Hana stays on the other with an embarra.s.sed smile.

"Now, sing along," I clean my throat and start clapping, the girls copy.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear Hana. Happy birthday to yoou! Hooray!" We clap harder. Hana closes her eyes and chuckles, her face red.

"Now, blow the candle away and make a wish!" I say.

"What is this tradition of yours? I'm sure it's made solely to embarra.s.s the person on my position," Hana says.

"It is incredibly sugary," Ciel says.

"My people are soft-hearted," I say, "Now, blow!"

Hana blows the candle and closes her eyes. After a few seconds she opens them again and grins.

"There, done. Now let's eat!"

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"♪ Oh, a drop of a n.o.ble's blood wouldn't do us any harm ♪," Hana sings.

"♪ Oh, a drop of a n.o.ble's blood wouldn't do us any harm ♪," Roxanne sings.

"♪ An' we'll all hang on behind! ♪," Hana, Roxanne, Alissa, and Ciel sing in unison.

They start the chorus. Aoi and Gify chirp along and the little golems dance in the table.

"♪ So we'll roooll the old chariot along! ♪"

"♪ An' we'll roll the golden chariot along! ♪"

"♪ So we'll roooll the old chariot along! ♪"

"♪ An' we'll all hang on behind! ♪"

"♪ Oh, a nice fat c.o.c.k wouldn't do us any harm ♪" Hana sings.

"♪ Oh, a roll in the clover wouldn't do us any harm ♪" Roxanne sings.

"♪ Oh, a long spell in gaol wouldn't do us any harm ♪" Alissa sings.

"♪ Oh, a nice watch below wouldn't do us any harm ♪" Ciel sings.

"♪ Oh, a night with the pals wouldn't do us any harm ♪" They sing in unison.

They sing the chorus again and burst into laughter.

Me and Lina look at each other, we barely drank so we are saved from Hana's chantey.

As the singing dies down and the food runs out I cast [Purify Body] on the girls and give them lots of water to drink.

"Oof... What was that?" Hana asks, "It made even me drunk."

"Lava Jet, from the Yopparai company," Alissa answers with a wide smile but winces at a budding headache.

"Oh yes! Dragonkin brewers, no wonder, your p.i.s.s water wouldn't get me drunk otherwise," Hana snorts.

"Dwarven Coffin is stronger than this," Lina says. "I only got a sip once but I can still remember the taste."

"Dwarves don't count, using magic is cheating," Hana smirks at Lina.

Lina pouts, "And your abnormal 'Endurance' isn't? It's our racial skill."

"Still magic, using mana doesn't count," Hana shows her tongue to Lina, who crosses her arms and starts thinking of a comeback.

"'Coffin'? Is that really the name of a drink?" I ask.

"It's fitting, gnomes and pixies that try to drink it will certainly die without [Purify Body]," Lina says.

"Dwarves don't f.u.c.k around," I mutter.

"Ugh..." Ciel regains some lucidity, "The h.e.l.l did we sing?"

"Something we will never let you forget," I say.

"I'll... Just go to sleep," she says and grabs Lina, the little golems follow behind.

Me and Hana help out Alissa and Roxanne walk upstairs and they pa.s.s out on the bed, exhausted.

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Today is the 13th.

I wake to frightening fox chomping on me, her long tongue wrapped all over my length. She releases me and swallows. Alissa turns back and cleans a drip from her chin.

"Hard to swallow on that form," she says and smiles.

"Doesn't that look frightening?" Ciel asks, "I mean, having so many sharp teeth near your... manhood?"

"Yes, it is, but it's also part of what makes it so hot," I say.

"Oh..." Ciel goes quiet, unsure of what to make of my words.

Lina is hugging Suzy tight, the blonde cloth doll pats and rubs her hand.

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Alissa's "Charisma" has increased by 1 (now 13). What the h.e.l.l is Carmen teaching her?

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"Is it weird to have s.e.x with Alissa's fox form?" I ask to the girls.

Hana shrugs, "It's part of her, if I turned into a dragon would you stop loving me?"

"Unlikely," I answer.

"Some of the demon race have some very different body parts," Roxanne says and pats her horns. "It would be very sad for them not to be loved because they look weird."

Lina simply shrugs.
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"I'm only a little surprised you managed to, uh, get it up," Ciel says, "A fox doesn't really have a woman's body parts to get you excited doesn't she?"

"What, didn't you ever imagine yourself being pounded by a huge wolf?" Hana says with a grin.

Unfortunately, my name doesn't translate to wolf in Andraste.

"That sounds..." Ciel frowns.

"Hot," Roxanne completes, "If Wolfy could change into a fox too then..." She shudders.

"I know, right?" Hana says and grabs my hand, "Wolfy, please develop that soul changing magic thing so we can be f.u.c.ked by huge dragons."

"Kweh!"

Oh G.o.ds! Too far!

I simply cannot look into Aoi's expectant eyes.

"Let's talk about something else, anything else," I plead.

I start writing my thesis. I have a pretty good idea of how much information I should share with the university. This magic school is incredibly powerful, smart-turrets or smart-bombs are the cutting edge of technology in my world and I can do it here with much less effort, I know very well how dangerous this is. [Golemancy] will certainly revolutionize warfare, I can't be careless with how I introduce it into the world.

Part of the ethics of science is how to introduce technology to the world. For an extreme example imagine if the atom bomb was introduced during World War 1? The results would have changed the outcome of a war. The US ended a war with nukes and then the scenario changed, anyone who had it was almost immune to being attacked due to Mutually a.s.sured Destruction, M.A.D. changed the world.

If I introduce this technology in Bestiaram they would reignite their genocidal wars. If the heretics had monopoly on it a ma.s.sive wave of suicidal golems would be the least of our problems.

What this technology needs is time. I need to be very careful, very vague with how it works so it takes time for everyone to acquire it. Level the playing field so there's no one side with an advantage doesn't crush any resistance.

The empire doesn't conquer Bestiaram outright since even the average beastfolk has the strength of a soldier, it's just too difficult to subjugate a race where even the civilians are a danger.

Maoka is on a weird place since they are very pious towards the G.o.ds which give them a rather friendly relation to the empire. The real deterrent against invasion is that they have a mutual defense pact in relation to their Holy Lands, if any Holy Land is invaded the whole continent bands together to remove the invaders.

The golems could give the empire enough power to subjugate a whole continent with little losses. Disposable, ma.s.s produced soldiers are the worst enemy of a country that is on a war of attrition, and if anything the empire is patient.

The current emperor may be focused on the inner affairs of the empire but it's not like he abandoned conquering the other two continents. I'm sure his agents continue to work to weaken the other continents.

Even inside the empire, if I give this technology to the elves I can be d.a.m.n sure the separatist movement will flourish again. Sommerland and Dyrmorder are two other conquered kingdoms that would be incredibly happy to have independence again.

"Let's go make lunch," Alissa whispers in my ear.

I leave my magic pen and clipboard on the table and join her.

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I pick up a knife and start to remove the organs of the Blopish, a poisonous monster fish with a very delicate and deep flavor. It looks like an anglerfish, it has a huge jaw, some large teeth as sharp as a piranha's, dark beady eyes that see in the dark, and lots of "feelers" all over its body, which are long thin whisker-like protrusions that allow it to sense anything that gets close and spew poison through them.

I slowly cut the belly and expose the organs. I find the slightly discolored sacs and slice them off at the base. I even put [Sharp Blades] on my knife, it's so sharp that it just slides through the flesh and the sacs fall off.

The worse ones are near the tail, they are very small and require a lot of precision not to burst them open just by stretching the meat.

In total there should be 18 of these sacks. They cause some very bad paralysis and it's the chemical kind, meaning that your heart can stop if you get poisoned.

I carefully cut off the feelers at the base so it gets easier to sc.r.a.pe off the scales. You can't bruise the skin too much, the fat is just below it and you don't want the skin to break apart during frying, making the fat spew all over.

When I'm done the smell of fish is deep into my skin, thank the G.o.ds for our gnomic [Clean] magic tool as it takes off even the smell. I can't stand having smelly hands.

We fry it a la Milanese. Some pseudo-Worcestershire and it tastes heavenly. Leafy greens, some cereals, and a squishy vegetable. Tastes very refreshing on this rising heat.

We must be at the southern hemisphere of the world since summer is at the end of the year. Quite nostalgic for me.

The fish has a deep taste, it sticks to your tongue and you keep tasting it long after swallowing.

"De-li-ci-os!" Aoi licks her lips and nabs another piece.

I pat her head with a smile.

"Wolfy, do you want to visit Selina tomorrow?" Alissa asks.

"Hm. Sure, I might not see her again," I say.

"Hana should come too, she's fascinated by her."

"Who isn't?" Hana smirks.

After lunch I go back to my thesis.

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Even my [Sense Soul] and [Redirect Mana] are dangerous. Being able to see the name and other characteristics of fighters just by looking at them is incredibly powerful, espionage becomes incredibly more difficult when you can't easily hide. Avoiding customs and ident.i.ty checks is doable, avoiding being seen by just anybody that could have [Sense Soul] is not. And [Redirect Mana] could be incredibly dangerous, it's a potential that even I don't know much but I'm sure it could be a powerful weapon if wielded properly.

I could introduce this technology to Maoka through Roxanne's parents, but how can I do it to Bestiaram? I will have to go there and improvise. I would have preferred to avoid going deeper in there but I may have no other choice.

Now I have to create a chant. I ask Lina for help since she seems the one who would be most compatible with [Golemancy]. I give her a point on it and ask her to cast [Infuse] repeatedly while I observe the mana flow.

"Wow, was that the soul?" She asks and blinks repeatedly.

"Yes. Chaotic, no?"

"Yes, but also filled with, uh, 'structures'?"

"Indeed, you could also think it's something like 'organs'. The mana organ that I gave Ted and Suzy are just like that. You can play around inside the 'soul building' or whatever that is but don't try to actually infuse it on anything. I don't know what could happen with a randomized soul."

She nods repeatedly.

[Golemancy] gives me a cold, emotionless, feeling when I sense Lina using the spell. I enter a sort of trance as I try to copy what I felt, I will myself to the same cold and emotionless state as the feeling the spell emits. Like when you want to dance to a song I feel words trying to come out of my lips, heavy, alien words. Truly an odd magic school.

This is very tiring. I open my eyes to see Hana hugging Alissa tight, she's nibbling on Alissa's neck and her hands slowly fondle Alissa's body.

"Are you two practicing or flirting?" I ask.

Alissa snaps to reality and blushes. Hana smirks and gives one last kiss on Alissa's neck, then she returns to meditating and focusing on copying Alissa's [Double Image].

I sigh and rest for a while, waiting for my heart to recover. Then I close it again and continue.

Warmth fills my cold heart and my concentration is disrupted.

"It's getting late, let's take a bath," Ciel whispers on my ears.

They all know how stimulating their voice is when they whisper directly on my ears.

Lina seems normal while I'm emotionally tired again. The skill system omits from the caster the chanting and all the feelings that come from it.

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On the bathroom I hug Hana from behind and breathe in deeply her scent. I stop her from entering the bath and force her to bend over, I hold her down by the back of her neck. I apply [Clean] into her a.s.shole and penetrate, no lube.

I grunt and move a few times. I think again this stupid idea and apply some lube.

"Awn... oof, it felt good. Ah..." Hana says after I enter her again.

"Not for me," I say and grunt again.

Healing her back is making sure her a.s.shole doesn't dilate, it's almost as tight as the first time. I apply [Heal] and [Regeneration] just enough so she doesn't bleed.

I finish inside her and leave her hanging with a smirk. She gets angry and has to use Roxanne to get off.

At night me and Alissa tell of Katasko to the others.

"I don't know what we did this time that got their attention," Ciel says with a frown.

Her sentiment is reflected on the others. The behavior of that company is odd, we don't even understand why they want to intimidate us into joining.

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Today is the 14th.

Hana takes revenge on me by giving me a rude awakening with a storm on my member.

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My "Dexterity", [Dismantling], and [Cooking] increased by 1 (now 11, 0+4, 0+2). Lina's "Wisdom" increased by 1 (now 13). Hana's "Perception" increased by 1 (now 10).

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I notice something odd. There's the nagging feeling of something incongruent.

"Do you girls... menstruate?" I ask.

"What?" Hana asks.

"Once a month you feel odd, weird, sluggish, or angry, then your, uh, v.a.g.i.n.a bleeds. The egg inside your ovaries is ready for pregnancy during this period and at the end it slouches off with a small piece of the uterus, causing bleeding."

Lina and Alissa frown and look at each other.

"Oh!" Ciel claps her hands, "You mean the Gynaimeres?"

"No idea what that means," I say.

"The days a woman can get pregnant."

"Yeah, you should bleed after the period ends, well, some women bleed."

Hana, Lina, and Alissa raise their eyebrows and look at their own uteri.

"Your body absorbs the egg if it's not used just like a potion so I guess this is why we don't bleed," Roxanne says, "If you pay attention to the mana on your body on these days you'll notice how there's a hint of foreign mana on your uterus."

"But there's no other things like mood swings, cramps, or change in libido?" I ask.

"Not that I know of," Ciel says and shrugs.

Wow, I know a few women who would love to live here then.

"You said foreign mana, this means it already has a soul?" I ask.

"Yes," Ciel says and nods, "Every month our child dies due to the lack of sperm to complete the soul, the sperm also has a soul."

Holy f.u.c.king s.h.i.t I kill millions of my children every time I e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e.

"It's why breeder-type of monsters want humanoid sperms or eggs," she continues, "Our soul is much stronger than a monster's but theirs can dominate ours when the egg and the sperm fuse. Also some horrible abominations can be made using eggs and sperm," she shudders, "The sperm ones are quite weak due to the small soul in them but the ones made of women's eggs are quite horrifying."

"I'm sorry but what the f.u.c.k?" I ask.

"Necromancy, you can grow an abomination using the egg or sperm. It's wicked magic, of course, but it doesn't stop certain people in wanting the emotionless soldiers that defiling a womb can create. Eggs and sperm are powerful, they are the creators of life."

"It's why women are more often mages," Roxanne says, "Our womb produces more life than a man's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es."

"Is it, is it not like I'm killing my children by throwing away so much s.e.m.e.n?" I ask with worried a frown.

"A child is only a child when it's born," Ciel shrugs, "Anything before birth is not important."

"What about premature birth?"

"Still a birth, premature or not."

"Abortion?"

"That's only for children of ****."

"Abortion from accidental pregnancies?"

"Questionable, if you carelessly make a woman pregnant you deserve castration," she narrows her eyes and the others nod.

I open my eyes wide and look away. This topic is too uncomfortable to me.

"Gih."

"Yeah you are kind of blowing my mind."

Ciel chuckles and pats my head. "The way you question things always amuses me," she says, "It's kind of your charm."

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I recruit Lina again and spend my morning developing a chant.

Genesis, birth, artificial, imitation, automata, modification, adaptation. These words float into my mind like a soup, stirring, mixing, transforming into other words. There's a line somewhere, a start, a continuum, a sequence of words that leads me somewhere.

The words blur together and turn into an amorphous soup, a sludge that refuses to budge.

I exhale a sigh.

"I'm tired, let's go do something else," I say.

"Hm? Ah," Lina regains lucidity, "sure."

We spar for fun and rope in Alissa too. When you live and die by the sword, turning your means of survival into an enjoyable activity and also a way to train is a logical step. It's why the Coliseum is so popular here.

"You look cool when you slide through the ground like that," Alissa says.

"A bit frightening too," Lina says.

I smile and slide forward with [Telekinesis] to strike.

Roxanne comes down and Aoi drops from her head.

"How's her training?" I ask.

Lina picks up a spear and starts chasing Aoi.

"[Item Box] is quite the odd spell for her to start with," Roxanne answers, "I also trained her in [Clean] so it helps her with mana control. She should learn it in a month or so."

"Isn't that fast? Alissa told me she took three months to learn it."

"Wasn't she a child? A monster like Aoi has more affinity to magic than a humanoid."

"Then once we leave I will start teaching her [Fly]."

"Kweh!" She stops on her tracks and looks at me wide eyed, then she receives a blunt spear to her a.s.s, "Kwah! Li! No, fair!"

"Don't get distracted so easily, even if it's sparring," she says with an impish smile. "We are pretend fighting, after all."

"Hmph!" She puffs a large cloud of smoke on Lina's face, making her cough.

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We start to make lunch and Ciel and Hana come back.

"So, I have been looking at some escort companies out there," Hana says, "I think we could make a tons of gold coins by escorting one from here to Goldport by the scenic way."

"Oh, you mean going through the west side first?" Roxanne asks, clapping the tip of her fingers in excitement.

"Yeah, the main towns we will pa.s.s would be fort Erda, Goldcross, Escanso, Goloria, and then Goldport. There's a lot of merchants leaving next month through this route, they are going to take alcohol and dragon meat and distribute it to the other towns for the Turn of the Year celebrations."

Lina's Trivia: Calendars here are made in the shape of wheels. When the year ends you just "turn" the wheel a little for the next month.

"I'll look for the smaller companies," Hana continues, "The bigger ones all have their own hunters for escorting. And I'll make sure I stay away from Katasko."

At 1PM we leave to Selina's.

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The 2 storey timber-framed house is just as the same as before. Actually the blue bricks and dark wood seem brighter, they could have been washed. There are multiple rolls of cloth outside, most of them are thin and embroidered. And of course at least half of them are velvet.

"I actually feel like buying a few drapes, now," Alissa murmurs.

"You could, but we might not use it since we are leaving," I say.

"That's the problem."

"Maybe we could buy a rug for our tent."

"Ah yes."

"Buy a fluffy one, I want to be able to sit down and relax," Hana says.

We enter the store and the smell of textiles fill our nose. A well-dressed attendant is currently in behind the counter, working on some paperwork. She lifts her head and adjusts her gla.s.ses.

"Ah, Miss Alissa. Came to visit Mistress Selina again?"

Lina's Trivia: Miss is for single women, Mistress is for married women, "Madam" is mostly used for n.o.bility. You only use Madam for commoners when you want to show respect to older women. "Gentleman" and "Signeur" are the male equivalent to Mistress and Madam. Dame and Sir are shortened versions used for knights and other people related to military.

"Yes," Alissa smiles and nods.

"Oh, Alissa?" I hear the soft voice of a pet.i.te woman.

Down the stairs come the pretty blonde girl. Hair loose and straight, longer than last time. She wears a long loose white summer dress and some pretty small red shoes. Her face is as cute as ever.

"Ah, Mr. Ryder, Miss Hana," she smiles brightly when she sees us.

She takes us to the small veranda on the second floor, it has a table with comfy chairs similar to the one on our house. We have a good view of the busy streets.

She leaves us for a minute and comes back with a plate of tea and scones. Very sweet and fluffy, they go well with strong bitter tea.

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"Oh, so you are leaving," Selina says and smiles sadly.

"We will come back one day," Hana says with a warm smile.

"Then you better write down everything you did, I want a book, not just a second-hand story," Selina smiles brightly again.

"That's a good idea," Alissa says, "I could write down what we do in a diary and then send to you."

"We could pay for a scribe to compile everything in a more exciting way, a simple diary would be boring," Hana says.

"Yes. Tell me the all the interesting details, even the saucy ones," Selina smirks.

"You sure you want to know?" Hana asks, "You must have heard some rumors about my people."

"I'm not so innocent," Selina giggles, "Oh, now that we are talking about it I remembered I heard a saucy story. Do you know Carmen, from the hunter's guild?"

I suppress my smirk and simply nod along with the other girls.

"So my neighbor swears that she saw Carmen enter Ganto's cafe, the one right in front," she continues. We look behind us and see a tall and fierce-looking man with graying hair serving people on tables on the street. "This was well past closing time, then, the little vixen, sneaked up near a window and she swears she heard a woman moaning, and it wasn't Carmen's voice."

And at this moment Thomas comes in, he's wearing a rather formal thick cotton yellow doublet, black pants and some high boots.

"Greetings," he says, his silky black hair sways as he bows lightly. He has an enviable stubble and he's not even that much older than me.

"Welcome back, my love," Selina says with a wide smile.

"I'm back," he sits down and relaxes on the chair, "Sorry I'm a little late to receive the guests."

"We just started talking. I'm telling them Carmen's story."

Thomas sits downs and looks at me, we holds the same expression. Discomfort.

After some very excited gossiping about Carmen's escapades that me and Thomas do not really partic.i.p.ate, we return to talking about our trip to the High Forest.

"Wow, you are stronger than I thought," Thomas says, holding his blocky chin with his hand.

"Position three is not joke, position one might as well be a knight," Selina says.

"Forgive me but I do not really envy your fellowship. I would rather never meet the undead," he smiles and nods respectfully, "Having to trudge through the rotting orc husks was enough for me."

He must own a warehouse on the Crafter's Corner.

"Well not everything is that unpleasant," Alissa smiles wryly.

"The Symbol of Darkness was unpleasant but the experience is something you never forget, it changes you and hopefully for the better," Hana says.

"Even the Symbol of Envy was stressful to run from but now it feels quite the fun memory," I say.

"You are all addicted," Thomas says with a sigh and then smiles, "My father always says this about adventurers and now I really understand it."

"Oh, come on, it really seems like an exciting lifestyle," Selina slaps his arm lightly.

"Fun to hear about," he grabs her hand and kisses it.

"That I won't deny."

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"And then his claws just sank through the scales of my shield, through the metal of my shield, through the vambraces, and even through my own scales like it was nothing!" Hana pulls the sleeves of her arm and flexes fer forearm, lifting the patch of emerald scales in a wave.

"How do you defend against something like that!?" Selina exclaims, her hands on her cheeks.

"You don't. We only kept it back by using Roxanne's [Explosion]."

"Didn't undead corruption spread to you?" Thomas asks, leaning forward.

"It did, half my forearm died, it was the worst pain I have ever felt. I have [Pain Conversion], if I turned it on I would o.r.g.a.s.m instantly."

Thomas laughs and Selina smiles but blushes, then she goes back to petting Gify on her lap.

"Meanwhile we were running like the wind, trying to get our employers to safety before Wolf could join us," Alissa says.

Then Hana continues.

"When she finished her part we ran away and reached the hole with the broken enchantment. Wolfy says, 'we don't really have the time, let's jump'. So I grab them and jump," Selina's expression is a mix of fear, surprise, and laughter. "I summon my wings and we sc.r.a.pe on the walls, Roxanne is yelling all the way, and then when we get near the ground Wolfy uses [Telekinesis] to slow us down. Suddenly I feel a large burst of force slow me and he pa.s.ses out," Hana stops speaking for a moment to increase the tension.

"So I'm like 'holy s.h.i.t, we are going to crash'. Then Roxanne frees herself from my grasp and summon's her bat wings so she can float down. Now I'm lighter so I just hold Wolfy and Aoi tighter and we land heavily on the ground, at least my legs didn't break."

"And you had a half-rotted arm," Thomas says.

"Yep."

"But we still had to keep running, now carrying Wolfy, until we found a safe place to rest," Alissa says, "It wasn't that bad, Wolfy has a tendency to overuse his mana so we were somewhat used to it."

I smile wryly and look away.

We spend some time talking about the incoming Harpy attack. Thomas hired a fellowship to take care of the shop during the attack while they hide in the bas.e.m.e.nt. Every house in the town has a reinforced bas.e.m.e.nt where the population can hide during attacks, this is why even though the town could get destroyed the loss of life is not ma.s.sive.

We leave when it's near dusk.

"Goodbye Alissa, of the Blinding Arrows," Selina says with a smirk.

"Goodbye Mr. 'Good Luck'," Says Thomas also with a smirk.

"Now I'm the one envious," Hana says.

"Now that I think about it, t.i.tles sound a little, uh, silly," Alissa says with a wry smile.

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Tonight I spend my time practicing Andraste with Ciel and Aoi, who's learning to read. Then I cuddle with Alissa again as she reads a book, I'm getting good at understanding Andraste without the skill. The golems seem interested in the books, I don't know if they do know how to read or if it was just pa.s.sing curiosity.

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Today is the 15th.

Morning as usual with Lina waking me up.

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My [Andraste Language] and [Sword Use] increased by 1 (now 4+6 and 12+9).

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Through Lina's research I understood that [Transformation Magic] cures birth defects by altering both soul and body. [Heal] does not cure birth defects because the defect is on the soul itself, what [Heal] does is align the body with the soul. Later I should get some more information on how [Transformation Magic] identifies the birth defects.

It confirms to me that the soul is not a reflection of the body, they could both be independent on each other or the body is a reflection of the soul. I'm leaning on the latter due to how [Illusion Magic] some spells like [Ghost Lights] sends sensory input to the soul, not the brain, possibly indicating some form of hierarchy.

If [Ghost Lights] sends spells to the "brain" on the soul, this means there's a permanent location for the brain. Same for the mana organ. So organs on the soul have fixed positions, the question then is can I relate someone's organ position on the body to their position on the soul? I want to do this because searching the soul blindly for the desired organ is quite tiring.

I ask Alissa to use [Ghost Lights] on Lina repeatedly while I scour through her soul. Eventually I manage to find a place on her soul that's under random changes at periodic intervals. This is quite the find, I managed to visualize the effect of an illusion in someone's mind in real time. This could greatly improve the [Diagnosis] skill, I have to teach [Sense Soul] to Ciel.

"It's done?" Lina asks while rubbing her eyes, she's slightly queasy.

"Yep, I found it. Thank you, my love."

"Y-you welcome," she lowers her head.

If I know where the brain, and the vocal chords are, perhaps I can calculate the position of other body parts. I a.s.sume skills are the things on the outer layers of the soul, so far the organs were found inside the first layer. The second layer might actually be the first "level" layer, the one where skills are stored, since everyone (humanoid) seems to have the same number of layers as their levels plus one layer.

The first layer of the soul is a sphere, which means the organs will be stretched and their positions distorted. There might be more organs here that do not equate to physical ones like the mana organ, so not every structure belongs to a physical organ.

To find the correlation will be some very methodical and repet.i.tive work. This is quite a headache, I want an a.s.sistant.

"Lina, Ciel, do you want to help me out?" I ask, "This is quite the complex work for just me alone."

I don't even have to ask Alissa, she nudges me on and I give her the skill too.

"What about the skin?" Ciel asks, "Have you found it?"

"Nope," I answer, "Could be just before the layer boundary."

"If we do then we could cut ourselves and see if there's a difference on the soul. Could make even finding internal wounds easier."

I give her some finger-guns and a "das rite" look.

"What are you doing?" She asks flatly.

"Reference, means "that's right'," I smile to her.

I take a look at Aoi's throat and compare it to ours and an elemental's. When she speaks it barely moves, ours moves a lot, and the elemental's doesn't move. Aoi must be supplementing her frail vocal chords with magic, not the [G.o.dly Language] type but something else, something similar to the elementals but more complex.

"You are the secret to progress again my little one," I pat her head and she closes her eyes.

"Kweh?"

"I want to copy how you speak, it's better than the elementals and perfect for the golems."

"Kweh!"

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Before I continue we have to make lunch.

Ciel and Alissa come back with some groceries. Lina scurries to her side, she investigates the vegetables and picks up a small mushroom. She sniffs once and eats it raw.

"Lina!?" Ciel exclaims, me and the other girls lift their eyebrows, "Those are poisonous!"

"No...?" She tilts her head and stares at Ciel with her usual gloomy eyes ,"Those are Giftig mushrooms, we can eat it raw."

"No we can't, we have to boil and drain them. They can make your blood go blue if you eat too many! You could die!"

Lina frowns and looks at the mushrooms again. "Mom would sometimes make a sauce for us to eat along but we mostly ate it raw," she says.

"[Spirit of Gaia] cleansed her blood of alcohol, maybe it does the same thing to the mushroom poison," I say.

"Oh. That's true, it could be it," Lina says and nods repeatedly.

Ciel ma.s.sages her forehead and chuckles.

We boil the mushrooms and eat them. They are blue clumps of thin noodles, almost like a beard. They taste sweet and fruity, reminds me of blueberry and menthol.

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"Hmmm... I think I can use this [Sense Soul] to improve my potion and poison testing," Roxanne says, "Using it on myself was limiting my knowledge of effects."

"Wait what? You were using yourself as a test subject for poisons?" I ask, incredulous.

She shrugs.

"What else could I have used?" She asks, "It's why I prefer making potions, easier to test on myself."

That's true, we need something for her to test things on. Maybe we could capture some monsters. Animal testing might be dirty business but I'm willing to compromise in exchange for power.

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With Roxanne also recruited into the [Sense Soul] research Hana was the last one left. To not be left alone she decided to joins us too.

Looking at Aoi's voice using my direct soul touch I notice how she can speak. Mana has an attraction to matter, it does not interact directly but it clumps up near matter and is what's responsible for when crystals "attune" to mana, matter becomes more capable of attracting a certain kind of mana. This is why you gather mana for spells on your heart, it causes your blood to slowly get attuned to your own mana, improving your spellcasting.

Aoi's voice is produced by a reversion of the effect, it makes matter be repelled by mana and you vibrate this effect along with your vocal chords for improved speech. Requires minute control, something that Aoi has been improving on slowly.

Now that I think about it dragons are famous for their frightening roars, perhaps their physical throats are made for the roar while they use magic for normal speech.

Aoi turns belly up, giggling and drooling from the arousing touch of my soul. She seems... Drunk and twice more adorable. Hana takes the opportunity and abuses Aoi's vulnerable state, she tickles Aoi until she begs to stop and nearly pa.s.ses out, exhausted.

Since Aoi's voice is magical even I could learn how to make a voice like that. Maybe this is how those microphone-like magical tools work. Because her magic voice is something learned and yet it's also stored on the soul then perhaps everything we learn, like spells and other things unrelated to skills, are stored in the soul, maybe we could even quantify knowledge someday.

I cast [Mold] and slowly change the vocal chords of the golems to match that of Aoi. I make Ted's longer and Suzy's slightly shorter. The structure itself is rather similar to the throat visually so I hope what I'm doing is right.

"He, lo," Ted says in a raspy voice, still slightly high pitched.

"He, lo," Suzy says in a raspy and much higher pitched voice.

"Holy, f.u.c.king, s.h.i.t, Wolfy," Roxanne says.

Ciel is quiet, she simply grabs Ted and slowly smothers him.

"You, might, dmge, me," Ted says.

Ciel grunts and he disappears on her bosom.

"I did it, finally," I say and exhale. I drop back on the sofa and smile widely.

Roxanne grabs Suzy before Lina can and the blonde doll disappears on her dress.

"Dark," The doll says, her voice m.u.f.fled.

The two girls gush at the improved golems while Lina twiddles her thumbs, waiting for her turn.

"Next thing you girls should teach them is [Telekinesis]. They will be able to help around once they grasp it," I say.

Ciel and Roxanne nod emphatically.

"How goes the mapping?" I ask Alissa.

"We think we found how the skin maps to the border areas but it's soo distorted it's quite difficult to predict," Alissa says, a knife in one hand and small bloodied rag on another, "Ciel, Roxanne, help me here."

"Okay..." Ciel mumbles and releases Ted.

"No, dmge," Ted says while patting himself.

Roxanne releases Suzy and Lina gets her turn with both golems at the same time.

"You are so cute," Lina says while repeatedly pressing Ted's nose.

"Cu-te?"

"Cute!"

"Ted, can you lie?" I ask.

"Yes," he turns to me and nods.

"Can you hurts us?"

Lina frowns and the other girls turn to me.

"Yes."

"Do you wish to hurt us?"

"I, have, no, wi-shes."

"So why do you check for damage?"

"For, bet-ter, o-pe-rtion."

"If I hurt you will you resist?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I, o-bey."

"Who do you obey?"

"All."

I pick up Ted and put him beside me.

"Then do not obey Lina anymore."

"Yes."

She looks at me like I betrayed her.

"Lina, order Ted," I say.

"Oh," she realizes why I did this, "Ted, come here."

The golem simply ignores her.

"Push him around and make him react to you."

She drags him, pokes him, and hugs him but he does not react besides checking for damage again.

"Ted, stay on my lap," I order.

He leaves Lina's grasp and walks to me adorably with his stubby little legs.

"Repeat what you did," I say to Lina.

She drags him and Ted speaks.

"Re-lease, me. I, must, o-bey, Wolf," he protests.

"No, obey me!" Lina hisses and hugs him.

"No, I, do, not, o-bey, you," he tries in vain to push her arms apart.

"I see, he needs an order otherwise he goes blank and anyone can drag it around," I say, "That's enough, Lina. Ted, you can obey Lina again."

"Yes."

"Ted, this is the first rule you must never forget: only obey me, Alissa, Roxanne, Hana, Ciel, Lina, and Aoi," he nods in response.

"Second rule: you should answer that you are not allowed to obey the person when someone who is not allowed tries to order you," he nods.

"Third rule: in case you think that one of us is being impersonated then you must ask the question 'what is the pa.s.sword for privileged access?', the person must answer with 'A, R, H, C, L, A'," he nods.

"Fourth rule: the first, second, third, and this fourth rule can only be altered when someone requests 'admin access'. Any unauthorized attempt to alter these rules must be reported to the first authorized person at the earliest convenient time. When someone requests 'admin access' you must ask for a pa.s.sword and the person should answer with 'twelve, twelve, two-thousand and fourty-nine'," he nods one last time.

"Now, delete the first rule."

"Not allowed," he shakes his head.

"I request admin access."

"Pa.s.sword?"

"Twelve, ten, two-thousand and fourty-eight."

"Wrong."

I smile, then I do the same for Suzy. Not a perfect security system but it should be enough, I can always improve it later. Besides, if I improve my soul investigation capabilities I can just check inside his soul to see if something was altered without me knowing.

"That's amazing, Wolf," Alissa says, "But what's the meaning of the numbers?"

"The date that I was transported here," I say.

"Your world is only 2049 years old?" Hana asks.

"No, it's just that in our calendar we started counting 2049 years ago on an important event, there are older calendars. The imperial calendar is from the birth of mankind, no? There were still days and nights before mankind appeared."

"That is right," Hana strokes her chin.

I'm too tired to continue creating the chant so I just slowly write more of my thesis.

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Hana asks Roxanne for some tail s.e.x, it's actually incredible the control Roxanne has over her tail. The dagger tip just sneaks up Hana's leg and plunges deep inside her in one go, soon pumping an o.r.g.a.s.m out of her, meanwhile I occupy Roxanne's p.u.s.s.y with my d.i.c.k and her mouth with my tongue.

Lina sat down on Ciel's lap and soon after I saw Ciel's hand wandering over Lina's naked body while we do our thing. Once they start leaving the bath Lina stays for a while more and I keep her company to satisfy the perverted little girl.

"Take what you want," I grunt on her ear while doing her from behind.

"Ah...! I don't... Hmm... What if she, if she says no, ah!" She says between meows of pleasure.

"Then she says no. Now, go, get, her. f.u.c.k her, kiss her, take what you want, if you can."

"Ah! I'm just ah! A slave."

"Yet you take my c.o.c.k when you want."

"That's..."

"Different?" I interrupt and start to whisper, "No, it's the same. Take her. Imagine her eyes locked into yours as her face comes closer, her tongue enters your mouth, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s squishes on you as she hugs you tight. Imagine her tongue inside your p.u.s.s.y, she sucks on your c.l.i.t, her hands playing with your nipples, her dripping c.u.n.t on your mouth."

Lina grits her teeth as I pound in her and squeezes me tight. I release her from my hug and she collapses. I pull it out of her and she finishes me with her mouth.

"You got quite good at this," I say with a smirk, "Ciel will enjoy your little tongue running all over her womanly lips."

Lina blushes with my d.i.c.k in her mouth and coughs when I finish down her throat.

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At night we play with my [Holy Spirit] and the golems. Now that we can communicate with them I understand that their souls are barely adapted to control their bodies. Their soul is the same as an earth elemental so they were expecting a heavier and much larger body to control. This should be the next improvement I make on them.

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Today is the 16th.

I'm stuck on the bed until Roxanne awakes. She's the other one who has tentacles for arms, plus one extra limb, that she uses to keep her prey well secured and incapable of untangling themselves from her grasp.

After their morning meal Hana and Alissa leave me alone while my neck is tickled by Roxanne's breath.

This woman is almost as lonely as I am. She doesn't really volunteers information so I have to force her to talk about her past.

And now I realize how I am similar to her. I haven't talked that much about Earth to the girls, I'm rather surprised they haven't asked more. Maybe it's Alissa or Ciel's influence, they understands me, they know how much it hurts me to talk about something I want to forget.

But I have been running, haven't I?

Gih.

I smile wryly.

Why didn't you force me to talk?

Goulgh gorg guh.

I see. I had to admit the problem first.

Geh gah gih.

Okay, Mr. Therapist, I have a problem, I don't like to talk about Earth. What's your prescription?

Galgh.

Fine, I'll talk. To-morrooow. I have to finish this Thesis.

The smell of breakfast enters the room and my stomach rumbles. I decide to wake up the sleeping beauty, I press her nose and she squirms while making a silly sound.

"Goyooo~..."

"Wake up, my love," I whisper on her ears.

"Wolfyy~..." She stretches her arms and hugs my entire body, "Just one more minute."

"You can 'just one more minute' alone, I'm hungry."

"Nyooo~..." She hugs me tighter and yawns.

I start flicking the tip of her currently rubbery horn. She shivers every time I hit and slowly opens her eyes.

"Okaay~..." She yawns again and unglues from me.

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My [Golemancy] increased by 2 (now 0+4). Ciel's "Perception" increased by 1 (now 13). Hana's "Intelligence" increased by 1 (now 11).

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I go downstairs in my underwear for another s.e.xy breakfast.

"Good, mor-ning," says Suzy, "No, un-der-wear, will, mke, you, cold."

Eh, it's summer time, it's quite hot lately.

"I'll be fine," I wave to her and she turns back to patting Lina on the head, "You have been improving quite a lot, Hana. Your 'Intelligence' increased by 1," I say.

"Can't be the only one not learning something new here," she shrugs and grins, "I'm mostly mooching off your intelligence."

"You're a good help, Hana, you are not mooching," Alissa says.

I kiss Hana's forehead and pat Aoi on her side.

After breakfast I regretfully put on some clothes and go to Kyros' lessons.

Nudism can be quite liberating.