Rupegia 46 Eyes Wide Open

d.a.m.n, I actually like Klein. If I didn't already have so many women around me I would certainly be interested in her.

Now that I think about it, is there any kind of women that I don't like?

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Vanea.

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Yeah, anyway. Love is uncontrollable and it's rather easy to let it bloom when you get so close and intimate with someone during s.e.x. It's rather easy to separate myself from my s.e.x-friend if I actually do start to love her, but it doesn't mean it won't hurt. For the sake of my own "Sanity", I better not abuse this new power I acquired.

But before things get out of control, I need to set up a rule.

"Ok, first thing! No other man! I will never accept another man having s.e.x with you girls," I say.

They look at each other and shrug.

"We want to see you have s.e.x with someone else," Alissa says.

"Though if you turned bi and wanted to have s.e.x with another man I would gladly watch," Roxanne says with an evil smile.

Hana's voice turns sultry and her fearsome smile makes me tense up, "Oh, yes."

"Not happening," I say flatly and they deflate. "So, you're all fine with this? I'm getting most of the benefits. Do any of you want to have s.e.x with other women?"

"Just Klein," Hana says and then we all look at Roxanne.

She looks down and rubs her horn awkwardly, "Osaria is really hot, but... she scares me a little."

"Same rules that apply to Wolfy also apply to us, then," Ciel says and rests her head on the border of the tub.

"I like Osaria..." Lina shyly says.

Ciel narrows her eyes and mutters, "I'm sure you do..."

Lina bites her tongue playfully, then wades over to Ciel. She starts covering the curvy woman with kisses all over her body. Her delicate little hands knead the large mounds of Ciel, who moans softly in pleasure as she closes her eyes. Lina plants her lips on Ciel's mouth and their tongues search for each other.

Ciel breaks the kiss and stares into Lina's gloomy eyes, "You love me and not just my body, right?" She asks with a little insecurity.

The gloominess disappears into surprise and fear, "Yes! I do, I do, I do, I do!" With each word she gives a kiss on Ciel.

"That was a silly question, Ciel," I say and give her a disappointed pout, making her wince slightly.

"I understand how you feel, but yes, that was silly," Hana says.

"What about you, Aoi, don't you feel jealous?" Alissa asks.

"Kweh?" She turns her head to the sides repeatedly, "Jealous? Dragons, love, who, they, love."

"She's right," Hana says.

"So you don't mind if Wolfy has s.e.x with other women?" Alissa continues.

"Don't, abandon, me, and I, be, happy!"

"Will you leave Wolfy if you find another dragon?"

"I, trust, Wolf, I, not, trust, other."

"So it's about trust? It takes time and knowing someone for you to come love them?" I ask.

She taps her little claws on the water and thinks as she floats towards me slowly. Then she raises her head and tilts it, "Yes? I, want, Wolfy, not, any, other."

My feelings for Aoi are rather confusing. I want to, uh, give her eggs, but I don't really feel the same love I feel for the other girls. Somewhat similar to my need to protect her like how I feel about Lina, but still not the same type of love. The feeling Gify showed me felt awesome but it's only the pleasure of being an apex predator and being able to dominate Aoi, not love.

Her kisses do feel good, though, very stimulating. I'm also... curious about her and how her b.l.o.w.j.o.b would feel. It doesn't help that Alissa corrupted my view on animals. I just wanted to make her happy but now my desires are warped.

"But, can you say that you will never love another?" Alissa asks.

"No, but I, never, abandon, Wolfy, if, Wolfy, never, abandon, me," she finishes with a toothy smile.

I tickle her belly from underwater and she giggles.

"We will never abandon you," I say and pull her closer for a hug. She doesn't try to kiss me and just nuzzles her head on my shoulder.

"Her voice is getting better," Roxanne comments.

"It's less squeaky, she's maturing."

"And it happens most often after she eats something special," Hana says.

"Giant, brain, taste, goood, very, noodly."

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Once we finish our bath, most patrons are already finishing their meal. Our stay and meal were already paid for so we just sit to eat. Klein and the others have already left.

The Mainland loves nuts and oils and they also love to put them on everything. So we get nutty bread, garlic bread, not-pita bread, dipping sauces for the bread, and fried cow meat from the Mainland.

"Lacking veggies," I say.

"Elven restaurants are known for that," Ciel says.

"Oh, yes. The restaurants avoid serving veggies because they never taste as good as the elven ones," Roxanne says.

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After dinner we retire to our room, the biggest one in the Inn. It's just a bit larger than the rented one in Rabanara, but the bed is certainly not comparable. I switch it with our own bed and we all enjoy some quiet time together.

I pull out the golems and they curiously observe their environment. I think I will have to continue my research on them while on horseback since we spend far too little time stopped for me to research them during our breaks.

I adjust their souls so they can speak with the same level of skill as Aoi, though now I notice they still speak rather raspily. Maybe my "adjustments" are lacking in detail. I may have to look deeper within their souls to find the discrepancies.

Aoi practices [Fly] and the golems repeat their routine of [Telekinesis] while being smothered by the girls. I summon two corgis so it becomes a cuddle orgy of soft happy moans and grunts as the girls gush in happiness.

I start giving everyone a [Ma.s.sage] and Aoi is the first to fall asleep, and then Gify activates his special touch alongside my ma.s.sage and n.o.body wants to leave. I have to pull out the extra beds so Hana and Roxanne can sleep in the same room because the cuddle orgy drained us all of our energy.

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Today is the 7th.

From behind the mess of limbs a very happy and innocent little girl wakes me up with a very lewd face.

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My [Summoning Magic] increased by 1 (now 13+18). Good to know that elementals still give me some experience in that skill.

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"Morning, Mr. Ryder!" Klein comes up to us and gives me a hug. A fruity scent fills my nose as I feel her perky b.r.e.a.s.t.s and stiff nipples squish on my chest. Then she gives each girl a hug, Hana getting the longest one, and a pat for Gify and Aoi.

Anton gives a slightly stiff greeting to each of us and Krista seems neutral. They all wear baggy, colorful clothes with small see-through parts; "harem pants" in Earth terminology, Jasmine style. On his chest, Anton only wears a sleeveless shirt that's open in the front, showing everyone his large abs and pecs.

"So, we want to buy some more equipment this morning. How about we meet in here after lunch?" Kleins asks, her long tail bounces like it has a spring on it.

I look at the girls and then nod, "Sure. I think we will look for an elven restaurant for lunch, after that we will come back here."

"Great! See you then!"

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The inn is quite expensive, we get a nice charcuterie of cold cuts along with a nutty milk drink spiced with alcohol.

As we eat, Rande comes over with Oura, Nito, and Osaria. Oura looks much more attractive now that her hair is properly brushed, the bags under her eyes are gone, and she is wearing elven clothes that show her faint curves. She's a slender and cute woman who actually looks like Nito's older sister since he's wearing a female high elven "bikini." The male version of the "bikini" is more of a vest, like the one Rande is wearing.

Both elves and wereapes seem to be very proud of exposing their bodies.

"Helios! Morning!" Rande greets us with a dashing smile.

Osaria gives a silent greeting but her eyes linger for a while on Roxanne.

They sit at the opposite table and Rande drops his arms on Oura's and Nito's shoulders. When their food comes, they both feed Rande lovingly while he plays around with their hair.

"It looks nice but it's kind of awkward to eat things like that," I whisper.

"I know, completely impractical and too slow," Alissa says.

"Maybe if we got some practice we would get better at it," Lina says and looks at me with expectant eyes.

"Not in public..." I say softly as my heart melts.

"Okay..."

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We take a stroll through town, this is Katasko territory so I keep 4 Shads and a Holly out as safety. Even with the swords at our waists we still b.u.mp against far too many people, so we don't wear anything valuable on our person. Elves may be proud, pompous a.s.sholes but their hands are light and dexterous.

My vision with the Shads is far too cluttered to be of any use so I just give them the order to attack those who show strong harmful intent towards us. Like drawing a sword or dagger from behind us or trying to take a swing at us.

This town is a very congested place filled with Inns and curiosity shops; its specialty is at being a mix of cultures. The standard and reliable imperial, the mystic from Antano, the obscure from the High Forest, the colorful from Glorampina, and the pragmatic from the Sh.o.r.e of Leaves.

The alchemy coming from Antano is cheap and powerful, but it has a tendency of causing an occasional "side-effect." Like random inflation of certain body parts, your breath starts to smell of a.s.s, the touch of the gra.s.s on the skin becoming incredibly tickly, getting water in your boot makes your skin quickly slough off, and a few others.

Imperial is made with precision and reliability. You always know what you are getting but you always pay more for it.

The High Forest doesn't export a lot. It relies mostly on tourism for the sights, magic, food, spas, beauty products, and prost.i.tution. What does come out of it is the mad ramblings of an inventor-mage, similar to what I found in Rabanara, it is interesting but useless.

Glorampina is very fertile but they don't export a lot of food. What they do export, though, is a lot of paint and handcrafted arts.

"Well, these are so similar to the ones in Sommerland that I wonder if the craftsmen actually met," Hana says while looking at a colorful carnival-like mask from Glorampina.

"These are common party masks. The elves in Glorampina like to party a lot," Lina says.

"Oh? Seems like we have more in common than I originally thought."

"They don't like outsiders, though."

"Meh."

The Sh.o.r.e of Leaves fills the niche for medium and low-priced armor and weapons but not much else. Though the price of things here is certainly higher than Rabanara's, so I'm glad that we bought all our equipment there already.

"The prices of elven dresses are too high, we can find better ones in Goloria," Roxanne says while dejectedly dropping a bikini that would look inappropriately small on Hana or Ciel, "Unless things have changed since I was last there."

"I think you are right. This place feels like a tourist trap, everything seems too expensive," I say.

"I think the entire High Forest is a tourist trap," Lina says.

"Well... not recently."

The elven vendors have much more "Charisma," making me wary to barter with them as my mind gets clouded by my desire to stare at them. Inside shops, things are a little worse as the attendants are much more "handsy" and most of the time I'm not sure if it's a man or a woman that's trying to grab my arm. Not to mention the anxiety I felt when the girls were being dragged by an androgynous, half-naked vendor.

I have to work on my jealousy, but I won't get much progress in a single day so it's best for us to not waste any money here.

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Next, we go to the hunter's guild. The atmosphere is very similar to Rabanara's, though I feel a hint of pride instead of ruthlessness coming from the other adventurers. The stares got better though; less hungry stares, more curious ones.

The boards have few bounties, most seem to pay less than Rabanara's. But on the other hand, it is filled with escort requests towards the High Forest.

The sickly looking Imperial man working in the disa.s.sembling room looks overjoyed when I don't pull out another stinky, poisonous, or venomous bog monster. He gives us 5 gold pieces for the Grey Berserker's body and 1 for the bounty, a good deal.

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For lunch we enter an elven restaurant, the building is a large grey tree that has been hollowed out. The furniture is all composed of the wood of the tree and we can even see that certain things, like counters and benches, are still part of the tree trunk itself. The ambiance is the sound of trickling water and bird chirps, actual birds that fly around the building and often land on the shoulders of the waiting staff. Thankfully, we don't see or smell any bird droppings.

"I will take the... rainbow course," I say to the androgynous silver elf waitress with a perfect smile.

"Foamy pies," Alissa says.

"Fire stick," Roxanne says.

"Wheezing squishes," Hana says.

"Bubbling broths," Ciel says.

"Puffy bulbs," Lina says.

"...carei, steak," Aoi says, p.r.o.nouncing the name of the monster with a little difficulty.

The waitress gasps and turns to Aoi. She blinks repeatedly while her brain tries to process what she just heard.

Full marks to her since she continues smiling perfectly.

"Gih."

The waitress jolts awake and writes down all our dishes, then with a twitching smile she bows graciously and leaves.

The rainbow course is every vegetable they have, one piece of each. From roots, to bulbs, to leafs, to fruits; they have it all and more. I have no idea what I'm eating and I can barely recognize the taste of half of them, I only know that it tastes good. Though, the tastes are so varied and some so strong that my tongue goes numb.

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We meet up with Klein and her parents back at the inn. Laertes and Osaria are with them, too.

"Let's go see the street performers!" Klein exclaims.

I look at Ciel and she shrugs, "I only saw a few small ones once," she says.

"Oh, the imperials set up shop in front of the elves. They actually have a compet.i.tion at this time of the year," Anton says.

Klein nods repeatedly, "They keep trying to up the spectacle every day until it culminates in a party at the Turn of the Year."

"So it's like a festival?" Alissa asks.

"Actually, you could say it is," Osaria smiles towards us, "Though, no elf will ever admit that they have a real rivalry with the imperials."

"Or that they are actually having fun," Laertes comments.

So elves are tsunderes?

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We reach the main road and see the six-floor-high mansion of the Lord rising from between the houses as we approach. It's fully composed of white tree bark and shaped like a baroque house. Very impressive.

At a certain point, the stalls turn into street performers. Elven bards, dancers, mimes, jugglers at one side, imperial mages and actors at the other.

"Lady Astrid! I will protect you from this beast that calls himself a man!" Says a human woman dressed in shining, but thin and flexible, plate armor.

"What are you doing, Ca.s.sandra?! You dare separate me from my wife?!" Yells a large black-skinned wereape with orange fur. He wears dark robes and his eyes look bloodshot.

"'Beast', huh, a little offensive," Anton comments.

"I don't think they did it with that meaning," Krista says and holds Anton's arm like one holds a log.

He grunts and pouts but continues to watch.

The elven bards start an upbeat song with heavy drums and the dancers imitate marching soldiers.

Ca.s.sandra draws her shining, but fake, sword and the wereape pulls out his glaive from his [Item Box].

"Do not approach, beast! I will not allow you to **** Lady Astrid!"

"Ca.s.sandra! Please! Don't do this, you don't have to fight for me!" A pale skinned woman wearing a princess dress grabs Ca.s.sandra's arm and tries to pull her back.

Ca.s.sandra is like a rock and doesn't even flinch at the frail woman's effort. "Lady Astrid, please, this is my duty as a knight. Your family saved me and the only way I can repay that is with my life.

"Don't... Astri~d...!"

With a drum roll, the two enemies dash forward and clash. The moment their weapons touch they clang loudly, with every strike they shine in the afternoon light. A dance of black and white, of silver and darkness.

The elven bards reach a crescendo and the glaive pierces Ca.s.sandra's chest as the dancers strike an acrobatic pose. The crowd gasps and goes silent, the only sound is of a startled group of white birds that take flight.

Blood drips in a puddle, every drop a painful pang of the heart.

The elves play a slow and sad ceremonial song of mourning, the dancers bow.

The glaive leaves Ca.s.sandra's body and the wereape swings it in the air to remove the blood. A red smoke taints the air and the sunlight darkens to blood red, creating a gloomy atmosphere.

Astrid falls on her knees, catatonic. The wereape spends a few seconds watching the body of Ca.s.sandra and the blood pooling beneath her. His head whips back and he roars a wicked laugh, the ground trembles and clouds gather.

He starts to move forward, toward Astrid. Every step slams against the ground, raising a dust cloud that turns darker and darker. His wicked, white smile becomes the only thing visible as his skin turns abyss black and small tendrils extend from his face.

Two loud drum hits come out of the elves that suddenly turn quiet, the dancers suddenly straighten.

"Not, dead, yet!" Ca.s.sandra yells and a light comes out of her. She turns around and glares at the wereape, a shining magic tool in her hand.

"YOU SUICIDIAL B-..."

The street goes white as the magic tool disintegrates in an explosion.

The elves start a calm and ethereal song with soft female vocals while the dancers graciously spin in place.

The light disappears, only Astrid remains. Both the wereape and Ca.s.sandra vanished, leaving only a black char remaining in their place.

"NOOOOOooo...! Ca.s.sandra! I loved yooouu...! Whyyy...!" Astrid cries.

Ca.s.sandra's sword reflects the sunlight and catches our attention. Astrid notices it, too, and slow walks towards it, her entire body swaying in pain.

She leans over and grabs Ca.s.sandra's darkened sword. She admires it and cleans the sword's char off onto her dress.

Another crescendo comes as the vocals turn increasingly angry, the dancers raise their hands in the air and jump around the street.

Astrid swings the sword repeatedly in anger, with each swing, her anger reduces but her skill increases. Once she's almost exhausted and covered in sweat, her swings are now expert slices. Her face that was so recently distorted in pain now shows only anger and determination.

"I will avenge you, Ca.s.sandra. I will hunt down every wicked man or woman in this realm, for today I am a 'Lady' no more!"
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Astrid disappears and reappears a second later. Now, she's completely armored with a shining armor just like Ca.s.sandra's. She puts on her helmet and raises her dark sword high.

Trumpets blare like the announcement of a n.o.bleman's arrival, the dancers fall to their knees and gaze up into the skies.

"FEAR ME, WICKED. I AM COMING FOR YOU!" She yells and disappears again, this time for good.

One last drum hit and everything goes silent, the dancers drop their heads.

The entire street claps and cheers. Once it dies down the jugglers and mimes come out, they sync their tricks to the upbeat rhythm of the dancing elves.

We make our way through the performers and leave our share of coins in their tip buckets.

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A few stalls are selling fried sticks and some simple sweets that we snack on. Later, we drink some tea in an open-air tea shop.

"Say, Hana, how's the new life?" Krista asks.

Her hand falls on my head and she smiles wide, "Couldn't be better. Well, it could be if nothing bad had happened in the first place, but since it did, it couldn't be better," she says.

"You fellowship is a little... interesting," Anton comments with a wry smile.

"Well, yes, we really are quite unusual," Alissa says and smiles towards Klein.

"So, how did such an... unbalanced party form?" Laertes asks, his expression towards us is neutral but I detect a twitch in his mouth.

"He's got a magic d.i.c.k, duh," Klein says, provoking a choke out of Anton and contained light chuckles out of Krista and Osaria.

"They are all my wives but I won't comment on that," I say with a smile. Lina turns her head to me and she seems to want to speak but hesitates.

"Every once in a while you see adventuring parties with interesting stories, I believe Helios is merely one of those," Osaria says.

Anton frowns, something that barely changes his overall expression, "Wait, what do you mean by that? I would rather not have glory seekers attracting monsters to our caravan."

"No, they aren't that type," Klein says and pouts, her eyes try to stab Hana, "They are the kind that wants to conquer a dungeon for the t.i.tle."

"It was good to know you," Anton says with a loud chuckle. He delicately takes a sips his tea, his cup looks like a children's size in his huge hand.

"Not trying to be rude, but... we do see that a lot of those types of fellowships disappear inside dungeons," Krista says, she shows concern and her expression is almost a mirror of Klein's.

"I know, I've met the same ones you did," Hana says. "But we do have the track record to back it up."

"We aren't reckless but we are talented. It's a matter of being cautious and playing it smart," Alissa says.

Klein chuckles, "Do you have the 'Intelligence' to compensate for Hana's?"

Hana's eyes turn piercing and her smile threatening, "Watch it, little monkey. I actually got it up to eleven and I'm sure it's going to rise again soon."

"They have the talent, Anton, we held back a tall Grim Giant because of them," Osaria says and her voice turns into a purr, "They made a very good impression on all of us."

"Even I admit that she's right, though it doesn't mean I agree with their ambition," Laertes says and looks away with a shrug.

"We, strong, we, kill, we, get, stronger!" Aoi shows them a toothy smile.

"Gih!"

"Hah! Fine! If even a nature spirit is on your side who am I to doubt you?" Anton opens a wide smile and lifts his tea cup, "To Helios! When you become n.o.bles call me for the wedding!"

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As we finish our tea Anton suddenly turns serious, "Wait... Hana, are you trying to become a n.o.ble to save your father?"

Osaria and Laertes frown, suddenly very interested in Anton's words.

Hana glances at me and smiles shyly, "Yes... it's at least part of the reason."

"'Save'...? Is your father in jail?" Osaria asks.

"He is. Our family fell to a conspiracy so we were all arrested." These words make Osaria's expression melt. A motherly air comes from her as she looks at Hana with sympathy. "My parents should still be in jail while my siblings are likely working as Blood Slaves somewhere."

"And you are a slave too?" Osaria's tone is very kind.

Her hand lands again on my head, "My master and husband-to-be, Wolf."

I strain a smile as every eye falls on me.

Osaria looks away, realizing something. Her mouth slowly curves into a very wide white smile, then it twitches as she tries to search for the right words but no sound comes out. Eventually, she covers her mouth with her hand and chuckles.

She quickly controls herself and clears her throat, "Sorry, no disrespect towards you, Hana, it's just that I realized what you have been doing to Rande all this time."

She looks at me and we grin at each other. We are kindred spirits.

"So..." Laertes interrupts our bonding, "You are his Blood Slave and his wife?"

"Fiance. We will end the contract once we become n.o.bles," I answer.

He turns to Hana, "I don't really understand how such a relationship works. Don't your vows conflict with the duty of a Blood Slave?"

"Vows are different for each person. They are made to fit the relationship, not the other way around," Ciel says and Osaria nods repeatedly.

"My vows aren't that much different from what a Blood Slave already does. It's just that it's mutual," Hana says with a shrug.

"All of our vows are like that. In truth, we may be more like a group marriage instead of us all only marrying Wolf," Ciel adds.

Krista raises her eyebrows, "So you, uh, all share?"

Ciel suddenly finds herself with her face on fire so she stays quiet while she deals with it. Alissa answers in her stead. "Everything," she says, almost purring.

Anton, Krista, and Laertes all look at Klein questioningly, who has a smile creeping up on her face. Osaria's eyes dart between me and Roxanne, who plays with her tail nervously.

Anton turns to Hana and shows some concern as he speaks, "What about your harem? You were crazy about the boys back then."

Boys?

Hana's expression stiffens. "When I got sold as a Blood Slave I resolved to myself that I would never search for them. I am neither a Yokubo nor a Tranfkoever anymore, I am simply Hana, Blood Slave of my master."

"You hardly look like a slave, Hana. Both of them were crazy about you."

She grits her teeth and sends a forced smile to Anton, "What are you suggesting that I do, big man?"

He cringes and looks away, "Sorry, didn't mean to disrespect."

"Wolf is a sword and he parries all others."

I contain a chuckle as the others give me awkward glances. Osaria's seems a little disappointed, though.

"So, who were those boys?" Roxanne asks, tapping the table in slight annoyance.

Hana lifts her hands in surrender and smiles, "Two guards that my Dad hired. They were kept close to me to keep my emotions flaring, it helped me be more ferocious. Once I was married they would likely join me and become part of my harem."

"Do you want to meet them?" I ask.

"Better not..." She smiles awkwardly.

"You actually do have your own harem now so it's not like you are worse off," Alissa comments with a mischievous smile on her face.

Hana sends a fearsome glance to Klein, who nervously rubs her legs together. "Oh yes, I am having all the fun I can."

"Right..." Laertes interrupts while rubbing his eyes. "So, Krista is our cook. What kind of dishes are you planning on serving us?" He tries to change the topic.

Talking about Hana certainly isn't helpful for his plans.

Krista has [Cooking] at level 10 so she has quite a lot of information to share with us. Small details and personalized methods to cook just about any sort of food we will ever come across. Add that to her small talent in [s.p.a.ce Magic] and she's basically a portable chef.

"If anything, Krista is responsible for keeping our 'Sanity' intact," Osaria praises the weremonkey who turns a little shy and almost mirrors Klein's behavior.

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The conversation dies down and turns into gossip and ba.n.a.l exchanges, allowing me to concentrate on [Ma.s.sage]ing Alissa's ears. Her expression of pleasure attracts the attention of Klein, who sends me the occasional glance, and Osaria, who starts to play with her own long, flexible ears.

Osaria has lots of knowledge about elven history so she and Lina get in an argument about the interpretation of the pa.s.sage of time before the Age of the Sun. Without a periodic cycle of day and night, some timelines become ambiguous as it isn't possible to truly know how long things took.

Osaria's argument is that the elven accounts are more accurate due to their orderly nature and strict schedules. She cites that the G.o.d of Justice being elven is a fact that backs her argument. Lina calls bulls.h.i.t, though in a respectful way, and cites how even the dwarves who live underground and in perpetual darkness have the necessity of using clocks to accurately keep time.

I would like to support Lina's argument with my own knowledge of biology, but Alissa and I are far too engrossed in trying to make Klein envious that I don't feel like partic.i.p.ating.

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Once evening comes around, we go our separate ways. Our bath is another orgy. Roxanne seems fixated on Ciel's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, playing with them alongside Lina like two starving newborns.

Ciel breathes in and closes her eyes while an o.r.g.a.s.m makes its way through her body. "You guys have made by nipples so sensitive," she comments with a wry smile.

"You are just delicious," Roxanne says and gives her a bite. "I've been envious of little Lina for quite some time now."

"We all have," Hana affirms.

Alissa shoves a finger inside Ciel's a.s.shole. "Corrupting you is incredibly fun," she whispers in Ciel's ear.

After everyone had a turn with Ciel, I relax as Roxanne's insides ma.s.sage me. She turns on her "charm" and I release shot after shot inside her. After a long day with Klein and Osaria stimulating me this has been quite fulfilling.

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We spend the evening in our room again.

"You feel that? The mana coursing through your body?" Roxanne asks the golems.

"Yes," they answer in unison.

"Kweh!"

"Do you also feel p.r.i.c.kly or tickly?" She continues.

"p.r.i.c.kly?"

"Tickly?"

"Kweh!"

"Uh..."

I reach over and scratch Suzy's body softly, just enough intensity that would make me feel tickly too. "Feel that?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Did it feel different than normal?"

"Yes, but, it was, just, softer."

"Hm... Try to remember how I reacted when I was tickled in the past."

"You, laughed," Ted says.

"Where? Where was he tickled?" Alissa demands an answer with sadism in her eyes.

"Wait, n-..."

"Armpits."

She immediately pounces on me. Her dexterous hands reach below my shirt and softly rub my armpits.

"Oh-oh," I moan weakly as a jolt of stimulation invades me. "N-no!"

Suddenly my arms are grabbed and I'm pulled backwards. I see Hana's evil smile staring down at me while Alissa ravages my flanks.

"N-nooo, aha... NO! AHAH, ah... AH! AHAHAHAH, N-NOO! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

My laughter is interrupted for a few seconds as Alissa's lips cover mine. Then she keeps her face a few centimeters from mine, her s.a.d.i.s.tic eyes locked into mine.

"NOOo~~....!" I protest one last time before succ.u.mbing to the torture and laughing out loud.

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With a trembling body I recollect myself and curl into a fetal position near the corner of the bed. Alissa grabs my head and lays it on her lap, her vicious fingers now calm and tender.

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Today is the 8th.

I groan awake and grab Alissa's head, shoving it deeper down onto my shaft. I grab her ears as handles and force her to bob up and down for my pleasure. Soon, I let out another shot down her throat that she accepts with eagerness. I feel a little drained but satisfied, my payback is postponed for a while.

Roxanne sneaks over and rubs her naked body against mine, I immediately start to play with her nipples. Her smile then becomes a little creepy, "Wolfy, when are you going to give me a goblin to experiment on?"

"Oh, yeah. We can do it on the way to the High Forest. With Anton helping protect the caravan we can easily find a secluded spot for you to experiment on one."

"Bi~ind!" Aoi cries happily.

"Yes, yes, we will test [Bind] on the goblins, too."

"Then I will look for a shop where I can buy some more ingredients!" Roxanne happily exclaims and plants a kiss on my mouth.

"Hana and Ciel should go along with you, I will also give you two Shads and a Holly."

She nods happily and fondles Ciel from behind, startling her. "Hm-hmm... four delicious slabs of meat as my personal bodyguards!"

"Is that all I am to you?" Ciel asks with disdain in her voice.

"No, you are also the perfect punching bag for my banter because you don't fight back."

Hana hugs Roxanne from behind and gives her a bite on the neck, "We better establish a hierarchy. You two are my b.i.t.c.hes while I'm the top b.i.t.c.h."

Roxanne's tail rubs on Hana's a.s.shole, catching her by surprise. "Only because I let you," she says, seductively.

Hana growls and pulls Roxanne off Ciel. They immediately start to wrestle.

"Are we going now or after lunch? Klein likely wants to meet up with us in the afternoon or evening," Ciel says and they immediately stop.

Hana clicks her tongue and pulls Roxanne's tail out of her a.s.shole.

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We have a calm breakfast. The bread today was very nutty and sweet, almost cake-like. We also got shredded beef cooked inside the leaves of some fruit, likely the not-olives that accompanied it.

We didn't see Rande, Osaria or Klein, so we retreated back to our room while the three others, plus Aoi, went to the market nearby.

I focus on my [Soul Manipulation]. I'm making some progress, managing to keep my soul where I want while I have my eyes open. Though, once I lose concentration it slowly returns to me.

At least I can now use the "soul touch" to stimulate them s.e.xually anytime I want.

Wait, I can even use it discreetly, just a small touch would be enough to arouse someone. Is it hara.s.sment if I use it on Klein to seduce her?

I can see that Roxanne found a nice cozy shop. The four girls enter the shop and disappear from Holly's sight.

I drop down on the bed and relax for a while as I gather my energy back.

I see that Lina is completely immersed in her training. She's training [Weaken]. By focusing her will and hate solely on one person she can make the target tire easily and be more vulnerable to physical damage. It is mentally draining to have to use your hate as part of the spell but she says she can handle it.

I reach over to Lina and push a little of my soul out of my body.

"A~ah!" She moans weakly and stares at me wide-eyed. "W-Wolfy, what did you do?"

"My version of [Soul Touch], a literal one," I say with an evil grin.

"Mean, you are mean," she pouts and turns away.

"Only because I love you."

She squirms from my attack.

The four girls leave the shop while chatting happily. Down the alley I see six hooded men dashing forward.

I feel my heart sink. The alley is completely empty aside from the girls, the target of the men is obvious.

I turn the Emergency Ring red repeatedly. Ciel looks at it and stops, she starts to talk to the girls.

Look behind you! BEHIND YOU!

I notice something odd, I can't hear any footsteps, the six large men aren't making a d.a.m.n sound!

They all draw wooden clubs from below their cloaks. When they are on top of the girls, Hana notices them and draws her sword.

"AA..." The scream of the two men in front is m.u.f.fled as the Shads attack their heads at the same time as they cover their mouths.

Everyone stands still for a moment, taking in everything. Hana acts first and slashes the throat of one of the incapacitated men.

Ciel draws her sword, then her, Roxanne, and Aoi fling spells at the survivors.

"Alissa, open the window! NOW!"

She jumps up from her meditation and obeys without question. I grab Lina and jump through the window, then I use [Telekinesis] to fall softly in the back alley. Alissa lands beside me in her fox form.

I pull out the reinforced dinghy and we all hop in.

"Alissa, fly to them, full speed."

I supply the mana while she controls the dinghy.

"They got attacked by six hooded men, there's only one left alive."

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We get there in a few minutes. The girls moved to a narrow alley, it's more secluded than the one they were in. Ciel [Clean]ed up the blood, Roxanne stored the bodies in her [Item Box] and Hana is holding the survivor in place. The man is a typical imperial, he has olive skin and black hair. He looks dirty, his body is full of scars, and his jaw is crooked. His head is b.l.o.o.d.y, Hana hit him in the face with an [Earth Bullet] and he was pa.s.sed out until Ciel [Heal]ed him.

I put 30 points in [G.o.dly Language] and remove the gag from his mouth.

"Who sent you?" I speak lowly so the other girls aren't affected by it.

"Handsome imperial. Very strong 'n muscular, walked like he 'ad a big c.o.c.k. Didn't give a name but 'is voice was very low 'n manly. Couldn't see 'is face but he 'ad a beautiful beard peekin' out from behind his hood. He did smell really good, of sweat, blood 'n metal," the man blabbers a description immediately.

"What...?"

He blinks repeatedly and then gasps, "What did you do to me!? Get out of my h-..."

Hana gags him again. "He's using slang, he's just a thug."

"Describe him again with as much detail as you can."

Hana removes the gag and he immediately starts to speak, his eyes wide open in disbelief, "Black cloak like the p.i.s.sers, they don' like ta show their faces 'n you don' ask questions. Sword at his waist, looked average, no p.i.s.ser comes with enchanted swords to the slums. Pants 'n boots look' tough, not a p.i.s.ser himself but a p.i.s.s-drinker. Beard was perfect, shaved square to make him look manlier, not that he needed. He walk' like he 'ad a rocks on his pants, bet 'is c.o.c.k smelled of flowers 'n his c.u.m taste' sweet."

"How did you track us."

He grimaces but his mouth moves without his permission, "Got a runner to stalk ye c.u.n.ts. p.i.s.s-drinker knew where you slept, so the runner waited until the three c.u.n.ts left then brought us here."

"Who's the runner?"

"Cy, small wereowl, girl loves ta suck d.i.c.k even tho' she say she don't. Brown hair, brown feather, yellow eyes, small mouth, white skin, cute face for an orphan. Frail like ta ones starving 'cause she drinking too much of the poppy."

"Gag him."

Hana obeys and the man starts to struggle. I cast [Shocking Touch] and he immediately goes limp.

"What's a 'p.i.s.ser?" I ask Hana.

"n.o.ble or wealthy man. Someone who likes to order other people and 'p.i.s.s on their heads' when someone doesn't obey them. 'p.i.s.s-drinker' are their servants."

"Poppy?"

"Drug, makes people go numb. Don't recommend it, very addictive."

"I've seen many orphans who get addicted to poppy to numb their pain," Ciel comments, her eyes are low with sadness, "When they get too old for the orphanage there's some who don't have the courage to join the guard, or sell themselves as slaves, so they turn to it instead."

I take the gag off and the man looks at me warily.

"Where's Cy?"

"f.u.c.k if I kno', b.i.t.c.h musta be on the other side of town by now."

"Did she see us fight?"

"Hngh..." He tries to resist, "With a foxy la.s.s like her nearby... she would be stupid if she did, too many trackers 'n sniffers in town." He motions to Alissa with his chin.

"If you try to resist I will make you feel more pain," I warn him.

He grits his teeth and looks at me in defiance that slowly crumbles to fear.

Can't stop the interrogation or he will get confident and try to resist.

"What were you paid to do?"

"Beat... t-them up b.l.o.o.d.y, then leave them... naked... as a message," he struggles to talk so I gag him and cast another [Shocking Touch].

"Who do you think hired you?"

This time he doesn't resist and keeps his eyes down while he speaks, "Not the p.i.s.sing Lord, he hates imperials. Try to boot'em off anytime a soldier f.u.c.ks up."

"More details."

"f.u.c.k if I know! Trying to guess who p.i.s.s I'm drinkin' don' matter, they all taste like p.i.s.s!"

"Seriously disgusting, his obsession with urine," Roxanne comments, her nose wrinkled in disgust.

I look at the girls, "Any questions?"

"What does Cy smell like?" Alissa asks.

"c.u.m, sweat, poppy, dirt. We don' get yer fancy perfumes out 'ere..." He answers without looking at her. "If she smart, she is taking a bath right now."

"What did they tell you about us?" Hana asks.

"Nothing. Jus'ta not fight all of you at once and to catch ye by surprise, not that it f.u.c.kin' did anything! f.u.c.kin' trap," his voice quickly turns into a mutter and he curls into a fetal position. "f.u.c.kin' end this already."

I look at the girls again and they nod. I cast [Shocking Touch] on his head and he pa.s.ses out, then Hana shoves her sword into the back of his skull.

"He's dead," Alissa says a few seconds later.

I store his body in my "Items."

"Give me the others, if our [Item Box]es are inspected then things could turn out badly," I say.

Their bodies are all in different states of butchery, none of the girls went easy.

We silently fly back to the inn.

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"It's not Darean, he wouldn't hire thugs to beat us up after all we have done," Ciel says.

"Ankara knows our power, he also wouldn't do such a thing," I say.

"Then it's Katasko."

"But why? What kind of message do they want to send?" Alissa questioned.

Roxanne shrugs, "'Join us or else...' But they want us to join them... beca~use...?"

"Someone knows we are powerful but underestimated just how much," Lina answers.

"Could it be that our relationship with Vanea leaked?" I ask.

Ciel shrugs, "Could just be a greedy and powerful person who wants us because of our record."

"Five women, a little dragon that can speak and a nature spirit? Yeah, some people would love to have us," Hana comments with disgust on her face.

Roxanne's face distorts in anger, "Could even coerce us to abandon Wolfy..." she hisses.

"Katas...o...b..agged too much about having the support of n.o.bility, it's them," Alissa says.

Ciel's expression turns dark, "It's been a few generations since the last purge. A lot of filth must be getting stuck on the emperor's boot."

We go silent and share angry looks.

"We will deal with this as it comes," Ciel gives a pained smile. "We can't let them destroy our lives with hate."

"They underestimate us again and again. We just have to keep growing faster than they can throw s.h.i.t at us," I add, then I smile with confidence, "Mark my words, one day I will destroy Katasko."

"We," Alissa corrects me.

"I won't let... I won't let anyone hurt us," Lina says, through gritted teeth, her words filled with anger.

"Don't... don't let anger taint you," Ciel says weakly. She looks anxiously at us, "I won't... I won't run, but I won't let myself succ.u.mb to anger."

As the leader, I also shouldn't.

"Some of us shouldn't, but some of us should," Hana affirms with certainty.

"Anger is what motivated me to create [Explosion]," Roxanne says, bitterly. "I don't want to go back to those times, always angry at something."

"I will be angry for the both of us," Hana says and pulls her into a hug.

Roxanne smiles weakly, "Thanks, but... I need to fight, regardless. It just feels like we stumbled onto something big. Katasko won't let us go with just that, more is coming."

"Nothing is impossible if we take it one day at a time," I say.

The screeching woman in my head feels like a far away cry right now.

Roxanne ma.s.sages her horns and looks at Ciel, who nods with bitterness but resolve. She chuckles once and breathes in. Her chest puffed up, her chin raised high, her horn looking sharp, she says, "I won't ever back down on my vows, Wolfy. I entrust you with my life."

"And I entrust you with mine." I nod towards her with courage.

Aoi claws tickle my leg as she tries to grab my attention, "I vow, to kill, for you. To never, abandon you. To stay, by you, forever."

I chuckle and hold back the pain quickly rising from my throat, "I vow to kill for you. To never abandon you. To stay by your side, forever."

Aoi crawls up my chest and her dexterous tongue invades my mouth. It lasts for a short time and I catch myself wanting more.

Then I see Lina has her mouth hanging open and her expression is frozen in shock.

I push Aoi out of my lap and crawl over the bed towards Lina. I grab her face and make her stare into my eyes, "I will protect you, I will keep you safe, I will always support you and encourage you to grow. I will always love you, I will entrust you with my life."

Her pupils dilate, her breath quickens rapidly, her mouth hangs open and she mutters unintelligible sounds.

"Lina, I love you, you love me, that's all we need. Now please, repeat my words," I plead.

"Ah... y-yes..." Her voice barely leaves her throat.

"I will protect you, I will keep you safe, I will always support you and encourage you to grow."

"I w-will protect you, I will k-keep you safe, I will always support you and enc-c-courage you to grow."

"I will always love you, I will entrust you with my life."

"I will always l-l-lo-v-ve you, I will entrust you with my l-l-life."

I seal her small lips with mine and invade her mouth with my tongue. She immediately responds. She seeks me and tries to pull my tongue towards her.

The girls clap and Lina soon breaks away from me in embarra.s.sment.

I feel something change within me. My "Sanity" increased by 1 (now 10+4).

Through adversity, unity.

Lina hugs my chest tight with her thin arms. I kiss the top of her head and return her hug, her very sweet perfume fills my nose and calms my heart.

I feel it when Gify's touch turns on and gradually, all our hearts connect. Alissa's determination, Roxanne's trust, Hana's courage, Ciel's protection, Lina's support, Aoi's fearlessness, and my love for them all.

"Gih!"

And Gify's watchful eyes.

Though, that sounded slightly creepy.

...

Heh.

Anyway, we all get a piece of each other's mind, something that will help us grow. It also calms us greatly, making our anger pa.s.s and our hearts settle.

Lina's hug weakens and she untangles from me. She looks up, her gloomy eyes are dreamy and their corners are wet. I dry one them and give her a kiss on the nose. She chuckles softly and kisses my hand, before drying the other eye herself.

"There's something we have to do," I say and smile wickedly, "Does anyone know where their offices are?"

"I know where they could be, but not the exact location," Ciel answers, eyeing me suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

"Tonight, when their offices are empty, I would like to send our own message."

Roxanne jumps on the bed and claps the tip of her fingers, "Let me blow it up!" She pleads.

"That would be a bad idea. They would know without a doubt that it was you," Ciel says.

"Exactly," I nod towards Ciel, "I want to make it ambiguous, at least until we are done with this escort business."

"You could use [Monster Summoning] to demolish the building," Alissa suggests.

"Minotaurs, Kite Dragons, the Symbol of Hate. All of those have high strength," Hana adds.

Lina perks up, "Get them to destroy the supporting pillars and the building will collapse easily," she completes.

I lift an eyebrow at her, "Do you have knowledge about architecture or engineering?"

She lowers her head, "N-no... you could call it dwarven intuition."

I shrug, "Better than nothing."

"So, now what? Are we staying here all day?" Hana asks.

"I think we should continue as usual, it would show them that we're not afraid," Alissa says.

"I agree," Hana agrees.

"Well, it's unlikely for them to attack again so soon," Ciel accepts and Lina nods along, "Though, after we destroy their offices..."

"It could signal a war," Roxanne says.

"It's already a war, we're just escalating it," I say.

"Aren't we dragging Klein and Rande into it too?" Lina asks.

Hana grits her teeth and her emerald scales rise. "We already did," she growls.

"It's not like we could just hide forever. We have to continue living our lives and just deal with the consequences as they come," Ciel a.s.serts.

"I still haven't finished shopping," Roxanne says.

"Let's go out again, then. But let's avoid empty streets for now," Hana says with a wry smile.

Ciel breathes in deeply to gather her courage and nods.

"Show me where the guild's offices are first," I ask.

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I spread four Hollys around the area Ciel had described and we all leave the inn.

With Alissa and Lina on each of my arms, we walk down the main street again while casually observing the performers. They guide me forward so I can focus on my Hollys' vision.

During the morning, only the more subdued performances are being played, so there's nothing that interesting going on. The nature spirits seem interested in the performances, though. The rooftops are filled with their cute, watchful eyes.

Eventually, a Holly finds the building in question. Bright yellow core bricks with blood-red ones marking the frame. A very large crystal tablet is displayed in front with the words "Katasko, Escort and Protection Business Mercenary Company" inlaid in gold.

I bet those red bricks are load-bearing. They'll make for a nice target for the monsters. Though I wish I knew how to make gunpowder, then I could be a true terrorist.

With the target located, I focus back on myself and guide the girls towards our target. I pay attention to our surroundings, searching for any attentive eyes that follow me. I see a few suspicious imperials and tell their names to Lina so she can note them down. [Sense Soul] is the best counter-espionage tool around.

If I could stake out their offices, I could learn the name of every employee. Unfortunately, I'm already under surveillance by them and we're strapped for time. Though, the description of the man who hired the thugs will be forever at hand, written on a paper inside my "Items."

We reach Katasko's offices and linger in front of it. A few men and women go in and out in full armor, paying us no mind. n.o.body seems to care for us so we move on, but then I discreetly put a [Gate] "coordinate" at a quiet-looking entrance to an alley nearby.

Then we meet up for lunch.

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We go to another elven restaurant. I have fried not-potatoes with a sauce that's rather close to tomatoes. It's more on the bitter and spicy side instead of having the acidity and sweetness of tomatoes.

"Roxanne, have you ever seen a kind of black powder that creates a lot of smoke when lit up by a flame?" I ask her.

She pushes her gla.s.ses back up her nose and speaks, "Don't think so. Though, some of the oil that enchantments like Rande's conjures can make a lot of smoke if it's a bad enchantment."

"I know about it. It's a little dangerous to enchant things with [Flame Slash]," Lina chimes in.

"How easy it is to light up the oil produced by the spell?" I ask.

"Very, a single touch of a flame is enough."

"Does it burn without air?"

She tilts her head cutely, "Not sure."

"I think we can make it, I saw a book explaining about how to make things burn underwater," Roxanne comments.

"Can you make it burn faster, like, burn it all in an instant?" I ask.

She taps her lips with her fork in thought, "I think so. There are plenty of accelerants that we can test."

"I want to create an explosive that has two properties: it must burn it all instantly, creating a lot of hot air that quickly expands; and it must burn without contact with air, so it can burn inside a sealed container."

If I can manage to create smart explosives with [Golemancy] then things could get interesting.

"Not exactly my specialty but I can take a look at what [Alchemy] can do," Roxanne says.

"I could modify [Flaming Slash] to supply you with the oil," Lina adds.

"How hard is it to find something enchanted with that spell?" I ask.

"Rather hard," Lina frowns slightly, "It's a popular enchantment and it's dangerous for the enchanter so they always sell fast."

Another research subject to add to the list.

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We go back to the inn and see Klein on a bench in front of the building. There's a small gra.s.s garden at the entrance so it's a nice place for patrons to spend some time.

"Ditched your parents today?" Hana asks.

She springs up with a wide smile, her tail waves a greeting to us. "Yep! They apparently became very concerned with my training, so I ran! We'll get enough time to train on the trip," she hums happily when she finishes speaking.

"So, what do you want to do today?"

"How about some cards? Like old times?"

Hana awkwardly looks at us and then rubs the scales on top of her hand. "I lost way too much money on cards to make that mistake again."

"Oh, we don't have to bet money," she flicks her wrist dismissively.

"Then, what? Clothes?" Hana's eyes turn fearsome.

Klein hesitates for a second and sends us all a glance, "Sure..." Her voice is filled with antic.i.p.ation.

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"So, you still got that Poch table, eh?" Hana murmurs nostalgically as her hand rubs an old circular board. It has eight small cavities around it with one more cavity in the middle. Some simple carvings of swords, knights, armor, monsters, and n.o.bles decorate it.

"For old time's sake, I kept it. We had too much fun for me to just throw it away so easily," Klein says.

"How sentimental of you."

"Hmph! I like you and would like something that reminded me of you," she pouts and looks away with her chin held high.

"Awn..." Hana's gaze mellows and she gives Klein a tight hug.

"Help... breathe...!"

"I know, right. She knows how to precisely crush our lungs so that we can't breathe anymore," I comment.

Klein sends me a glare, "Brea~the...!" She wheezes.

Hana eventually lets Klein go and Ciel gives her a small [Heal].

"Thank you, Ciel."

"So, who's playing?" Roxanne asks while looking around.

"I'm not," Alissa raises her hand, "I'm just going to watch." She positions herself behind Klein and smiles mischievously.

Aoi curls around herself with Gify on top. She and Gify are going to just take a nap while we do our naughty stuff.

"Do you all sleep in the same room?" Klein asks as she looks around. The whole room is filled with beds, so there's barely any s.p.a.ce to walk.

"It's more fun that way," I say. Klein looks barely surprised, she's getting used to our weirdness.

"Quite warm and comfortable, too," Roxanne adds.

"Ever since we started sleeping together I haven't had a bad night's sleep," Lina says.

Klein's tail wraps around her chest as she hugs herself, "So precious..." She mouths.

"Let me explain how this game works..." Hana starts.

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So, it's poker, we are playing strip-poker.

"We should play with a low amount of chips so when someone loses all chips they lose a piece of clothing. Also, after every round ends, we roll some dice to decide who loses a piece of clothing but the winner of the round is immune," Hana recites the rules to us.

"You played this before?" I ask.

She smiles wide, "Oh yes."

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The six warriors draw their weapons and raise their shields. Currently protected from each other, we try to a.n.a.lyze our opponents to see what they might be holding. The shields mask our expressions but they are merely a cover. Any movement, any little change, is a tell that must be scrutinized in search of the truth behind it.

We all take a sip of beer and begin.

Hana comes strong and confident, Lina follows with shyness, Roxanne prefers to wait and stays out of this round, Ciel does the same, I follow Hana, and Klein goes high.

I drop out along with Lina immediately. The two girls stare at each other intently, measuring each other's worth. Hana bets higher and Klein pays to see.

Klein's hand beats Hana's.

"Caught ya bluffing!" Klein exclaims as she gets all the chips.

We roll the dice and I lose my socks.

Klein and Hana aren't the most observant, but they do play strategically.

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"Your skin is beautiful," Klein comments as Roxanne's dress is dropped. Her eyes linger for a long time on Roxanne's s.e.xy, lacy underwear.

"Thank you, so is your fur," Roxanne compliments back.

"But you aren't the best at bluffing," Lina says, her impish smile covered by the cards.

Roxanne glares back and her tail shoots up, aiming at Lina threateningly.

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Lina is the next to get down to her underwear.

"Hohohoh~" Roxanne laughs evilly.

"This is just bad luck..." Lina pouts while shyly covering her small mounds.

"What are you trying to do? It's not like you have anything to cover," Roxanne remarks offhandedly.

"I still have my dignity."

"You still make Wolfy [Ma.s.sage] your nipples every day, as if that would make them grow."

Lina turns her eyes to Ciel, who cowers behind her cards, "Why did you a.s.sume it was me?" Ciel protests.

She then turns to me with a frown, "I never tease you behind your back," I say and raise my hands in surrender.

A soft voice tickles Lina's left ear, "You shouldn't be ashamed of that, we all know how you envy Ciel and Hana," Alissa says and gives a kiss on Lina's cheek.

She pouts and motions for the game to continue.

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"Ok, next you are going to say you are also wearing s.e.xy underwear," Klein says to me as Ciel's dress drops.

"Would you like that?" I innocently ask her.

She starts to answer but chokes on her words and stays silent.

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"I'm not sure I like this game," Ciel says as her ma.s.sive t.i.ts drop once her sash is undone.

Klein's mouth hangs open and I close it with my hand. I push my soul just a tiny bit out of my finger and see a shiver run through Klein's whole body, yet she doesn't take her eyes off Ciel's ma.s.sive b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"Ain't she like a cow?" Roxanne nudges Klein.

"Ain't you like a twig?" Ciel shoots back, a little flippant.

"Then what does that make Lina?"

"A... very cute little doll...?" She asks tentatively. Lina answers with a pout, making Ciel wince.

Alissa's hand discreetly enters her pants and she sends me a wink.

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Next, I take my shirt off. Klein avoids looking at me while Hana runs her hand over my abs.

"Isn't he delicious?" Hana growls. Klein sends me a glance and her breath becomes heavier.

Lina loses her little bra next and her cute pink nipples make Klein smile.

Then Klein loses her vest and shows us all her sash, something she only put on so we had a matching amount of clothes to lose. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are extremely perky, like small b.a.l.l.s with a nearly perfectly round shape, almost like Hana's.

"Please, don't stare..." She pleads shyly as every hungry eye falls on her.

"Then don't show it to us," Hana says.

Klein doesn't try to cover her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and the game continues.

Ciel loses her panties and groans. "Do I stop playing now? I don't have anything else to take off," she says.

"You can spread your legs, then spread your lips," Hana says.

Ciel spends a few seconds considering it. I see her breath quicken, she's getting excited. Then she nods.

Hana's shirt comes off and soon after, her pants. Klein chuckles repeatedly, now tipsy, and her eyes lick over Hana's entire body.

Klein's pants come off next and she gets nervous, but her tail starts moving faster. This is her tell for excitement: she moves her tail while her body freezes up. Her panties are simple but cute, they are small white pieces of white cloth hugging tightly against her l.a.b.i.a. Her brown p.u.b.es are visible, just peeking out from above.

Ciel spreads her legs, her lips showing their wetness yet n.o.body comments on her obvious excitement.

Lina and Roxanne lose their panties. Klein's legs rub against each other and Alissa calmly fingers herself.

The smell of p.u.s.s.y fills the air as Roxanne spreads her legs, then Ciel's p.u.s.s.y becomes much wetter than before.

I lose my pants and make no motion to hide the erection in my underwear. Klein doesn't even send a glance my way, but this makes her lose her concentration. She becomes easy to read and loses all her chips along with falling to the dice.

Without looking at any of us, her sash falls. Her delicious brown b.r.e.a.s.t.s are almost as perfect as Hana's and a little smaller than Alissa's. Her black nipples are small and enticing, they look very pointy and ready for sucking.

Then she pulls off her panties. Her meaty black l.a.b.i.a spills over, ready to be separated by my c.o.c.k. She immediately closes her legs and I can't see any more detail besides the brown p.u.b.es peeking out.

"Your p.u.s.s.y looks delicious," Hana growls.

"T-thank you, ahahah... to think you would be the one saying that..." Klein tries to drink from her cup but notices it is empty.

"Would you prefer if I said it?" I ask, and the only response is her brown skin gaining a red tint.

"The game is not over yet," Alissa comments, her voice full of happiness. Klein's eyes fall on my underwear and she swallows heavily. Then she nods and motions for the game to continue.

New confidence comes over Klein as Hana loses her clothes and Ciel has to spread her lips.

"D-do I have to keep it like this?" Ciel asks, one hand holding cards and the other on her dark p.u.s.s.y, its delicious lips now drenching the bed with her wetness. Her fingers tremble, wanting to take the plunge inside herself.

"Yes," I command and she obeys.

The smell of p.u.s.s.y grows even stronger and the tip of my bulge gets wet. I purposely lose the next round so I can show a glimpse of my raging erection to Klein. I push it between my legs uncomfortably but it's necessary to keep the game going longer.

She glances back to Alissa, who's masturbating with a pleased smile on her face, and then her eyes lock on to my crotch and p.u.b.es. She gulps again and licks her lips.

Lina spreads her lips, too. All of the women are now leaving visible wet spots on the bed. Another sheet that we will have to manually wash later but oh, well.

Klein loses the next round. Her hands nervously hover over her defined abs, then her delicious legs rise up. They part and her hand rub her l.a.b.i.a majora softly, just itching to stimulate her c.l.i.t. The meaty lips protrude out of its home as her fingers spread them apart and her sticky juices make dirty sounds. Her dark entrance is just waiting for my c.o.c.k as she faces me but keeps her head turned away.

I quickly lose the next round so I can let my c.o.c.k spring upwards, dripping with prec.u.m.

We have barely any composure left in us. We are all staring at the virgin spreading her p.u.s.s.y before us, waiting to be f.u.c.ked. The small tufts of brown fur all over her cute body give her a more animalistic air in comparison to Alissa.

She loses the next round on purpose.

"W-what n-now?" She asks, her voice shaking, yet dripping with antic.i.p.ation.

I crawl over to her and advance my head to hers. She tries to move away but her limbs don't respond, so her body just falls flat on the bed.

Her legs are still spread wide apart, presenting a perfect entrance for me. I position myself above her and slowly lower my hips. The tip of my c.o.c.k, dripping with prec.u.m, touches her wet and sticky entrance. She shivers uncontrollably and her eyes open wide in shock.

"Now, you won. What do you want of me?"

"W-w-won? M-m-me? Y-y-you?"

"Or do you want me?" Hana lays down beside her. She grabs Klein's hand and pushes it inside her own p.u.s.s.y. Hana moans softly as she uses Klein's hand to get herself off.

"W-wait! I can't!" Klein exclaims and Hana stops. "I-I can't... I didn't... I didn't talk to Dad yet..."

I put my hand softly over her cheek and make her look at me, "It's okay, we can wait. But we don't have to go all the way..."

The entire room goes silent as we all anxiously wait for Klein's answer with bated breath.

She slowly raises her hips and lowers it, rubbing her p.u.s.s.y along my shaft. Hana leans over and their lips envelop each other. Klein moans softly as Hana's tongue invades her mouth.

I lean back and grab Klein's legs. I close them upon my shaft and start pumping. Alissa quickly crawls over and drizzles a warm oil on Klein's p.u.s.s.y, then she starts fingering her. Klein's tail searches for my arm and wraps around it before slowly stroking it.

Hana makes way so that Roxanne can suck on one of Klein's b.r.e.a.s.t.s while Lina sucks on the other. Ciel spreads Klein's a.s.s cheeks and casts [Clean], then she slowly wiggles a pinky finger inside.

Klein's toes curl and her tails squeeze me as she has a long, draining o.r.g.a.s.m. After she's done, we resume our movements. Her cream leaves a small white spot on my c.o.c.k.

All this teasing made me last only a short while. I pull all the girls away and Klein looks at me. I get on top of her and push her head slowly towards my c.o.c.k. She breathes in and smells it, then she opens her mouth wide and takes me in. Her mouth greedily tries to swallow me while her tongue rubs wildly on my c.o.c.k. She's inexperienced but it still feels nice.

"I'm coming," I warn her and shoot down her throat. She chokes repeatedly but doesn't take my c.o.c.k off her mouth, she actually tries to swallow me deeper until I hit the back of her throat.

Once my o.r.g.a.s.m pa.s.ses I take it out from her and sit down. My c.o.c.k is still erect and ready for more, while her whole body is sweaty and limp.

Klein eyes my c.o.c.k warily. "It's still up?" She asks in a faint voice.

"I'm just getting started. I can go on for much longer," I say with a wicked smile.

She looks around herself. Wet p.u.s.s.ies everywhere are being ravaged by fingers, all while they stare at us like ravenous beasts.

"I... I have to go... I'm sorry, Wolf, I c-can't do anymore." She quickly collects her clothes and starts putting them on in a hurry.

"It's fine. I'll be waiting for you to come again."

She holds back her chuckle and hurriedly leaves the room.

A bronze body covers my view as Hana immediately mounts me. Her wet p.u.s.s.y slides onto my c.o.c.k with ease.

Her fearsome yellow eyes lock onto mine, "That was the hottest f.u.c.king thing we ever did. I want you to f.u.c.k her; I want to see her bleed; I want to see you destroy her little p.u.s.s.y; I want to see her cream on your c.o.c.k repeatedly!" She shouts.

One-by-one, I shoot a load inside each of the girls to appease them. The whole room becomes steamy; the smell of sweat and s.e.x growing even stronger as we have one long orgy.

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"Wow..." Ciel murmurs, "That was exhausting."

"One of the best o.r.g.a.s.ms you ever gave me," Roxanne says as she hugs my arm tighter.

"I'm completely drained now," I say.

Alissa has a silly smile plastered on her face. She's still using my fingers to get herself off until she reaches one last o.r.g.a.s.m. Hana licks my ball sack while Lina dozes off with her head resting on Ciel's crotch.

We leave the room to have a bath together and we catch Rande and Anton leaving while discussing the escort job. They barely spare us a glance and walk out of the inn. Klein completely freezes as she sees us come out. Her mother raises an eyebrow at her behavior then stifles a small chuckle when she sees us.

Fortunately for Klein, they were finished with their meal, so they have an excuse to leave.

There's just something special in knowing that she tasted my c.u.m and swallowed it all in delight. She only had one large mug of beer, too, so she can't even complain that she was too drunk to know any better.

After our meal, we spend a short, leisurely time reading and lightly drinking. Tomorrow we will be waking up very early, so we cut our evening short and go to sleep.

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Gify is actually a really good alarm clock. He wakes us up at precisely 2 AM and I open a [Gate] to Katasko's office.

"There's one guard at the front, one at the back, and two inside. There's a few in the other buildings around, too," Alissa whispers.

I summon a Dream Eater and fill the street with the mist. Soon, even the guards in the nearby buildings fall asleep.

"You think there's an alarm or protections?" I ask.

Lina taps a finger on her cute lips, "There's definitely alarms, but protections would be too expensive," she says, "If they needed to protect something they would store it somewhere less obvious."

"Well then..."

I put all my points in [Summoning Magic] and [Reduced Mana Cost], then I summon eight minotaurs.

"Wreck-it, Ralph," I mutter.

"What?"

"Reference."

"Oh... Anyway, aim for the inner walls. The building is large enough that destroying all the inner walls will certainly make it collapse in on itself."

"Understood." Then I put thirty points in [G.o.dly Language], "Become stronger!"

The minotaurs all bulge and grow a good thirty centimeters.

"Now, bring it down!"

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Intermission 12

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The scrawny pencil pusher keeps his posture shrunken, threatened by my presence.

"So, everyone was asleep?" I ask him without giving him another glance.

"E-everyone, Sir. The inner guards were moved to a safe area by the perpetrators before the attack began. We also found traces of magic but couldn't find any solid clue to which spell it was. There are too many ways to put someone to sleep for us to know with any certainty," he bows again once he finishes.

"If it's so easy to put the d.a.m.n guards to sleep, then what do we even pay them for?!" I snap at him.

"T-they aren't there t-to stop s-something like this. O-only as a deterrent against theft or espionage," he barely holds his p.i.s.s inside himself as he stutters.

I click my tongue and flick my hand at him. He bows again and scurries away.

Dwarven beard. How did they demolish an entire building in only a minute without leaving a single d.a.m.n trace?!

Must be Helios. This is retaliation; they are merely flexing their power at us. They are hiding something powerful and I have no idea what it is.

This won't be easy... just what kind of d.a.m.n task did those p.i.s.sers send my way?!

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Hall of Fame of Patrons

The patrons who support Rupegia shall have their names sung by the bards for they deserve the glory and honor. Their names are:

Oracle Maximillian Hübner.

Lord Andrew Meyers.

Lord Hope.

Lord Samuel Lim.

Lord Cody Weigel.

Lord Bill.

n.o.ble Salty Panda.