Chapter 63: Alone – Part 2
Alissa and Lina worship their Idol of Love so that my Endless Hunger could be satisfied. Their little tongues make it erupt repeatedly with the Source of Life, Blessing their perfect faces with its holiness.
anwhile, the other girls enter the pool completely naked to cool themselves off. Aoi shrinks into small-Aoi and spreads her wings to help her float in the water, then joins Gify who had entered the water a long while before her.
Roxanne approaches Yulania while grinning from ear to ear. "Would you care for a 'special massage' from the two of us?" She asks.
Yulania lazily lifts an eyebrow, then closes her eyes and lets her body float on the surface. "Do as you wish," she says.
Two lions pounce on a vulnerable gazelle and eat her up. The soft and gentle cries of the delicate animal resound through the yard and cause another eruption of the Source of Life.
Hana looks rather gentlemanly with a golden mustache, which seems like it might be the perfect adornnt for her face.
While they play, I take a look at Yulania's stats that have just been unlocked for .
Info
Na:
Yulania
Age:
18
Race:
Golden Elf
HP:
100
MP:
204/1,010
Magic Power:
500
Level:
44
Stats
Strength:
12
Endurance:
14
Dexterity:
19
Speed:
16
Intelligence:
16
Wisdom:
16
Willpower:
14
Charisma:
20
Piety:
12
Perception:
20
Sanity:
17
Other
Status Effects:
Heightened Connection to Life, Source: Eia, Ti Left: 1M
Titles:
NONE
Affiliations:
Blood Slave (Owner: Wolf Ryder)
Companions:
Cris:
NONE
That "Heightened Connection to Life" is quite interesting.
Yulania Skill Report
Physical
Skill Na
Level
Skill Na
Level
Skill Na
Level
Sword Use
8
Two-Handed Sword Use
10
Parry
8
Dodge
9
Silent Shadow Style
4
Battlefield Perception
5
Enhanced Reflexes
5
Sense Presence
1
Hide Presence
4
Muscle Explosion
2
Quiet Steps
2
Quiet Action
6
Magical
Skill Na
Level
Skill Na
Level
Skill Na
Level
Sense Mana
5
Mana Control
4
Mana Recovery
2
Mana Efficiency
8
Reduced Mana Cost
4
Fire Magic
1
Light Magic
5
Spirit Magic
15
Illusion Magic
10
Space Magic
6
Nature Magic
10
Conjuring Magic
1
Weaverism
23
Miscellaneous
Skill Na
Level
Skill Na
Level
Skill Na
Level
Riding
5
Acting
3
Dancing
2
Spells
Fireball
Clean
Spirit Light
Spirit eyes
Spirit Link
Soul Touch
Materialization
Soul Shield (weak)
Soul Blade (weak)
Ghost Lights
Double image
Ignorance
Telekinesis
Item Box (weak)
Constricting Vines
Regeneration
Vine Weapon
Conjure Water
Conjure Bland al (weak)
Mask
Silence
Chain Life
Life Perception
Disruption Field
Precognition
How fascinating! She seems to be a bit more of the sneaky kind, but she's also a Spirit and Nature mage!
I'm very interested in her spells. [Chain Life], [Life Perception], and [Disruption Field] are completely novel to . By the order they're listed in, they must belong to [Weaverism].
As our lust subsides, we join the rest of the girls in the pool, all of us soaking naked in the refreshingly cool water. Its deep blue color is kind of pretty, but it also makes
think that it might be contaminated with sothing.
"Why is the pool so blue?" I ask.
"It's to mimic the color of the water found in the Thunderplains," Yulania responds in a soft voice.
"There's a mineral in the water there that gives it its color. It isn't harmful, though," Ciel adds.
Yulania opens her eyes, and their fogginess slowly fades, returning them to their beautiful bright blue. "You've been to the Thunderplains?" Yulania asks.
Ciel nods and smiles. "Yes, just once. I was with the Templar Knights of the Wandering Order. It's a beautiful place that I'd like to visit again soti."
Yulania closes her eyes again and smiles bitterly. "It is. My favorite hidden retreat is there, too. My silver mother said that I'm truly half silver elf because of how much I enjoy the grasslands of the Thunderplains."
"The grasslands have the freshest air, so it's my favorite place, too," Lina comnts, and Yulania chuckles once. "What?" Lina asks and tilts her head.
"It was just that your comnt was very… 'dwarfy.'"
Then Hana's brain massage makes Yulania softly moan.
Lina shrugs and snuggles against my chest.
Gify cutely paddles towards Yulania and climbs up her shoulder. The elven goddess lazily opens her eyes, then they shoot open as she stares at the little griffin with surprise. As an initiate Nature mage, she understands the significance of having a nature spirit decide to touch her for the first ti.
We all move towards her and hold on to a part of her body, which startles her a bit, then Gify does her thing and connects us all together.
I see a palace in the middle of a lonely island. The sunset makes it shine with gold and orange, but the lower light also hides many of its details. The paint is starting to co off in various spots, moss is growing in the corners, small cracks are appearing in the walls, the luster of the gold is fading, and the decorative tal is scratched and worn.
"Ah!" Yulania gasps as she perceives what's inside all of our hearts at the sa ti.
Her eyes lose focus again, and she smiles faintly as her body is "massaged" by Gify.
She had her womb massaged by , then had every erogenous zone stimulated by Hana and Roxanne, and now she's receiving a "soul massage." If this doesn't make her feel "refreshed," then nothing will.
The connection slowly fades, and we all return to normal. Yulania looks a little embarrassed, but Hana's brain massage quickly washes that away.
"Is every day going to be as intense as this?" She asks and looks around with an intense gaze.
"Well, not really, but it happens quite often," Ciel says and chuckles.
"Especially if you ask Wolfy to not be gentle," Alissa says.
"I see…" Yulania says in a low tone and looks at
a little fearfully. "You have so strange… skills, Wolf. I'm still not really sure what that was that you did to ."
Call
Wolfy, please.
I smile gently and answer, "That was my 'soul touch.' As the girls have told you, I can move my soul at will, and I coated my… penis with it. My soul touching yours causes pleasure, for so reason."
She narrows her eyes. "You an 'spirit' instead of 'soul,' correct? The soul is rely the inner part of the spirit, like your inner organs. You can't use your soul to 'touch' anything else without rupturing your spirit, which is like your skin, because doing so would cause instant death."
Of course, a Spirit mage would be the one to push
to use the right terminology.
I smile wryly and say, "R-right, yeah, I've been using the wrong term, but my skill is called [Soul Manipulation]. I believe that I actually move my spirit by moving my soul, but I only actually touch things with my spirit."
She opens her beautiful eyes wide in surprise. "So, you've developed sothing like 'soul muscles'?"
I nod repeatedly. "That's a good analogy."
Her expression returns to being slightly stern. "Impressive."
"Thank you."
"Uh… can we start making lunch? I'm getting hungry," Roxanne suggests.
Yulania becos a little uneasy.
I smirk, and Roxanne instantly understands her reaction, then smirks, too.
"Have you ever prepared a al?" Roxanne asks Yulania.
"Yes…" The elven goddess responds and swallows heavily.
Roxanne pulls up Yulania's hands towards the surface of the water and gently inspects them. Then she succumbs to her lust and starts to sensually suck on her fingers.
Yulania imdiately licks her lips and stares intently at Roxanne. It seems that elves are quick to recognize lewdness.
Before we all start getting in the mood again, I poke Roxanne's soul, and she stops being so lewd.
"Yulania…" Roxanne starts with a low, teasing tone. She approaches Yulania and gives her cheek a slow and strong lick. "This taste… is the taste of a liar!"
The little liar shivers in fear of Roxanne and closes her eyes.
"Tell us the truth. You don't want to ruin the first al we share together," Alissa warns her.
"Oh no! My at has to be perfect, like always!" Aoi exclaims.
"Gih!" Gify agrees.
"Three of us have [Cooking] as a skill. We'll discover the truth sooner or later," I say with a severe tone.
"I've never touched a knife in my life!" Yulania finally admits, and her pink skin quickly turns red with sha.
"What an innocent Lady you are…" Hana says and pats her head softly.
"I'm not a Lady," Yulania protests without much energy.
"Sheltered for her entire life from the evil taint of the Cilrag and Remmidy. What a pure existence you are," Roxanne teases.
Those are not-garlic and not-onion.
Yulania pouts slightly, making her juicy red lips a little juicer. "They do sll terrible," she mutters.
We chuckle at her expense, and she sinks her face underwater, then makes bubbles in frustration.
"Alright, children, enough playing around. It's ti to prepare lunch," Ciel says.
We start getting out of the water and drying ourselves off.
Yulania's hair has beco almost completely straight, giving her a much colder air, similar to her mothers' portraits. Then she pulls out a long, drill-like piece of tal with a small gem at its base. She wraps her hair around the magic tool then activates it. It instantly dries her hair, and when she takes it out, her hair remains in the sa drill shape it had earlier.
I kneel beside her, and she looks at
with a hint of wariness.
She has [Acting], so it's possible that her actual emotions are much stronger than this.
"Would you like
to help?" I ask.
She hesitates for a mont, then hands
the magic tool.
"Don't you have to brush it first? It should help maintain the shape, right?" I question.
"Y-yes, it does. But I didn't think that we had the ti," she responds.
"For you, we do."
She nods twice and pulls out two brushes. While the girls dress and walk towards the mansion, we stay here while we bring her hair to its forr glory.
"Didn't expect you to be interested in such things," she says in a low tone.
"Why?" I ask.
"You have five… uh, six other won to take care of. I'll completely understand when you need so ti alone."
I stop brushing her hair and think for a few seconds.
She stops, too and turns to look at
with curiosity.
"Ever since I t my wives, I've never been alone," I say.
She lazily lifts an eyebrow. "Okay…" She says, not really believing , and resus brushing her hair.
"No, seriously. I'm always with one of the girls, so there's always soone getting so quality ti with ."
"That's…" She turns around and looks at
a little annoyedly, then imdiately stops and shakes her head. "No, you're a monster, of course, you'd be like that. You're an incubus-type demon in disguise, that's what you are."
I smirk. "I prefer the nickna 'incubus' much more than 'monster.'"
She chuckles once. "I'll start calling you Mr. 'Good Luck' then."
I let my mouth hang open with a sad frown. "No~, please don't."
Now she smirks, and her narrow eyes give her a "cool beauty" vibe. "Ha! They told
that you'd be annoyed with that one."
"Why would… traitors!" I shake my fist in the air. "Let's stop with these nicknas then, just call
Wolfy, please," I plead.
"Hmph, fine. Call
Yu, Yula, or Yunia, then."
Oh, Yunia sounds really cute.
"I prefer Yunia," I say.
"Good choice," she says and resus brushing her hair once again.
We spend a few more minutes naked while restoring the work of art that is her hair.
Once we finish, we regretfully have to get clothed again. Though at least there's a certain allure to a sexily dressed woman that doesn't remain when clothes co off, so it's not like the eye-candy diminished. Then I get my little
under control and go towards the mansion to help prepare lunch.
Okay, I'll never use "little" to refer to my thunder cock ever again.
To show Yunia so of the commoner cuisine, we prepare poutine. Nothing but simple ingredients that make for a very hearty al.
"It's not very healthy, though…" Yunia says a little shyly.
"Exactly," I agree with her and grin.
Both Hana and Lina pout. The two of them have so slightly unhealthy eating habits, and I really don't know how Lina maintains her perfect, lithe figure.
Then, as we eat, Osaria finally receives the news about Mavel's death.
She rushes towards Klein and tells her the "good news." They both look at the bird with hopeful eyes.
"So, you did it? You've gained Confiel's support?" Osaria asks gently to the bird and lovingly pats its head.
"Now you just have to survive the dungeon," Klein says and their excitent deflates.
"I hope that you're fine…" Osaria says in a low tone, and Klein nods.
"Wasn't Mavel your not-blood-brother?" Klein asks Osaria.
Lina's Trivia: that ans brother-in-law.
Osaria smiles bitterly. "We've never been close, and our relationship worsened when my ex-husband… started to beco sick in the head. I'm actually only sad for Yulania. She was a good girl and didn't deserve to get dragged into Mavel's stupid war."
We have to tell her that Yunia is still alive.
Klein nods in grim understanding.
I clear my throat and start, "So… Yunia…"
"What? Is that her nickna, now?" Hana interrupts .
"Yes, I… prefer that," Yunia responds with a nod.
"Nice! I like long nas, but cute nicknas are even better!"
"Anyway…" -I send a short glare towards Hana- "Yunia, I have to tell you that your aunt Osaria is my…. Uh… sex friend? Concubine?"
"Concubine," Alissa agrees with a nod.
"You an that she actually likes you and not just your… dick?" Yunia asks and uses [Acting] to keep her expression straight.
"She definitely likes him. A least a little," Ciel says.
Yunia raises her eyebrows and leans back in her chair. "Wow. Your… uh, penis is not really on the bigger side of things. I an… it's thick and has a nice length, but…" She stops talking and facepalms while she bites her lip. Her face starts to gain a stronger shade of pink
I chuckle and say, "I get it, it's average. Now, where were you going with that?"
She sighs and strains her facial muscles to keep her face neutral. "I an, Osaria likes it big, and aside from Rande, I don't think that anybody would be able to make her 'happy' consistently enough for her to beco sothing like a concubine."
There are so things about Osaria's life that I think I'll just continue to ignore, but there's one important detail here that I need to know.
"Okay, why do you know that?" I ask and struggle to not laugh.
It imdiately dawns on her, and her brilliant blue eyes stare deeply into mine. "No! I've never slept with her or Rande! It's just… that she doesn't really keep these things secret." She cringes so hard that I feel a little bad for her.
"He didn't even need to make his dick bigger. He made her beco addicted to his cock with just his soul-, erm, 'spirit touch,'" Alissa says and corrects herself.
Yunia rolls her eyes. "Of course you did… Well, it's fine. She's a good woman who's had a hard life, and she deserves so comfort."
I smile gently at her. "She thinks that you're dead, so we should tell her what's happened to you to let her heart be at ease," I say.
Yunia nods in agreent, and a small smile adorns her red lips.
"Huh… so, she's our not-blood-aunt now," Roxanne comnts.
"We're also related to Rande!" Hana exclaims and laughs.
"Oh…" Lina lets a shy exclamation escape from her mouth when she rembers Oura.
"Hm… so there will be many more chances for you and Nito to et?" Roxanne asks with a teasing smile.
"I never told anyone that Nito has a thing for ," I say as I narrow my eyes at her, and she grins.
I watch the faces of Alissa, Hana, and Aoi. Then I feel a very small hint of guilt coming from Alissa and glare at her.
"Aren't you compelled by [Tongue of Obedience] to keep my secrets?" I question her.
Alissa freezes completely and starts talking robotically. "The fact that Nito 'is smitten' with you isn't really a 'secret' since Lina is the one that gave
that suspicion first. The fact that I shared this information with Roxanne isn't a breach of the contract since you tell us everything."
Lina lowers her head and stares intently at her hands, deeply embarrassed.
"You little shit," I grumble while the rest of the girls and Gify laugh.
"Wait, did you sleep with Oura and Nito?" Yunia asks.
"No. Also, Nito is a man, and I'm not gay," I answer matter-of-factly.
Yunia looks slightly amused. "But he's not really that manly; he's almost a girl. All that he's missing is a vagina."
"Traps are totally gay, no question about that," I confidently state.
"Trap?" Alissa asks and tilts her head.
"'Gay' is translated but not 'trap'? This world lacks culture." -I shake my head dramatically- "A 'trap' is a man who looks and dresses just like a girl."
Yunia nods in understanding. "O~h… well, I don't think it needs to be translated. Plenty of girly n love to bait manly n into sleeping with them."
"The presence of a dick makes it gay. I'll never suck a dick or drink cum," I state.
"Well, you don't really have to do that much. You just have to fuck his tight little back hole," Roxanne says and delights herself with each word.
"Why don't you sleep with n? It's fun!" Aoi asks.
"Personal preference," I answer imdiately.
"Insecurity in his identity as a man," Ciel says, casually.
I scoff and look at her in surprise. "Even you?"
Now she scoffs and gives
so sass. "Hey. You made
bisexual. Why can't you beco one, too?"
"Personal preference," I repeat with a nod.
Roxanne clicks her tongue as she says, "Tch. He'll see the light one day."
"Never." I deny.
We put the dirty dishes in the sink, with Ciel and I casting multiple [Clean]s on them. Alissa and Lina then give them a quick wash, just to clean away the last bits of dirt that might've escaped the spells.
Once everything is done, we sit back down at the table to discuss our plans. Yunia fidgets, uncertain about what we're doing, but too insecure to ask us about it.
"Right, now we have to decide what we're doing today," I start.
"Didn't you say that you were going to visit Darean?" Alissa asks.
"I did."
Her expression becos more serious and a little anguished as her mories of Darean resurface. "Then I'm coming, too. I'd like to give him one last glare before he's sent to Vanea."
"He's brought too much grief to our family. We should all give him one final look," Hana says.
I look around, and the girls all nod, then we stare at Yunia, and she nods sheepishly.
The elven goddess has a "resting bitch face," but she doesn't seem to act like it, and even that "cool beauty" air of hers isn't holding up for long. She keeps up a serious persona because it was expected of her as Mavel's Chosen Descendant, but her true nature seems to be far more humble.
We call the servant and tell him that we'd like to see Darean.
"I have a ssage from Grand Bastico," the servant says.
"What is it?" I ask.
"He would like to inquire if you're available for him to co visit you this evening for dinner."
"That's fine…?" I say as I look around. The girls nod, and I see Yunia smile smugly.
The servant leaves to get the details about Darean's current location, and I turn to Yunia.
"What's with that smile?" I ask.
Her body twitches, and her smile warps awkwardly. "Oh, i-it's nothing… I just felt a little pleased that I now have a very good reason to thoroughly reject Bastico's proposal."
I blink blankly.
"He… proposed to you?" Ciel asks in my stead.
"Him and more than half of the High Forest…! Ohohohoh…" Yunia says and laughs smugly like a lady while covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Then she coughs and forces herself to beco impassive. When our confused stares don't relent, she quickly explains herself, "I admit that I take pleasure in rejecting n."
Hana laughs once and says, "Ha! I get what you an. I like the attention, so I don't reject them, but it certainly felt really good to repeatedly say 'no' to Rande."
"That's rather an to n in general," Ciel says, disapprovingly.
They both shrug in sync.
"But we can't deny that it feels good," Hana says.
The servant cos back and guides us to an [Eternal Gate] to Goloria's dungeon, which is where Darean has been relocated.
The dungeon is deep underground, below the town's lake. The only way in or out is through the portal, so you can be sure that it's never had a prison break.
The place is made of pure black, damp stone. Enchantnts recycle the air, giving a cold "air conditioner" feel to it. The rooms are all brightly lit since darkness would only help the prisoners to sneak around if, for so reason, they managed to escape their cells.
That last part has always bothered
in sneaky-type video gas. I know that an environnt full of dark spots makes it easier to walk around, but it just makes no sense!
We approach a gate, and the heavily armored guard behind it gets up to greet us.
The guard makes us use an Identification Crystal, then he logs our nas in a ledger. He lets us through, and another guard guides us towards Darean's cell.
There are only four other prisoners here: three Wicked n and one woman. I recognize that one of the n is from Dawn of Fire. These prisoners are currently more valuable alive than dead, so their executions have been postponed for a short while.
After a few corridors, we enter a dead end. In the last cell on the right, there's one miserable person sleeping in a simple, rough bed, Darean.
We stop in front of his cell, and the disgusting sll makes us wrinkle our noses. The prisoners are allowed to wash themselves, but Darean hasn't been doing so. He's filthy, and his once white clothes are now yellow and have many dark and humid spots where the dirt has stained them. I can even recognize the foul sll of urine coming from him.
Alissa growls in anger as her nose is assaulted by his stench.
But I can't even recognize this person. I just see a thin man with dirty and frizzled blonde hair, a long beard that ssily blankets most of his face, and sullen cheeks and eyes. [Sense Soul] doesn't lie, though; that's Darean Arnald.
A flicker of life enters his eyes, and he scans our faces. "Who are you…?" He asks with a hoarse voice.
"You've forgotten my face, but you still kept hunting us, Darean? I'm Wolf Ryder, and these are my wives," I growl, brimming with anger.
His eyes widen, and his filthy teeth appear from behind his maniacal grin.
"He's Wicked, so don't get too close to his cell," the guard escorting us warns us and walks away.
Darean starts to laugh out loud, but then a fit of dry coughing begins. After it's passed, he's left gasping for air.
"He's going to die from disease within a matter of days," Ciel says.
Yunia scoffs and glares at him like one looks at a pile of excrent. "He lost his will to live after my father locked him up, so I'm not surprised. But since he's valuable to us, I don't believe that Confiel would let him die so easily," She says.
Darean's grin cos back, and he stumbles towards his cell's grating. I notice an ellanat collar around his neck. Interrupting the flow of magic between the brain and the heart is enough to completely block all but the most powerful mages from casting any spell.
"Hello~…" He says and scans us all again. "Wolf Ryder… Alissa… Roxanne Succubus… Hanafuria… and, uh… who are the new sluts, again? Ciel and, uh, Lana? Nala? Whatever, you're sex slave number five! HAHAHAHA-…" Another coughing fit starts up, but he quickly recovers. "Please don't make
laugh, my lungs can't take it."
"My na is Lina…" She says in a low tone. Her eyes are cold and dark in a way that I've never seen them before. She's definitely not cute right now. I don't want to see her like this any longer, so I want to get this over with quickly.
"I don't care. You're Whore Five to ," Darean responds and shrugs. "And now I see he's got a sixth, too, huh? You fucking man-whore, stealing won from all over the land! How was Farana's tight little pussy?! Did you enjoy raping her, too, you fucker?!"
Hana slams her open palm against the cell, making it shake and startling Darean, who falls back on his ass. "Offend us again and you'll experience how agonizing it is to be burnt alive!" She growls at him, with fire escaping her mouth as she talks.
Darean prostrates himself on the ground and shivers. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't hur-…" Another coughing fit interrupts him.
She snarls, disgusted at his lack of backbone.
"But… what a fortunate coincidence that you're all here, right in front of . With this, it's ti t-…" His words are interrupted again as he starts to retch. We frown, disgusted, and a little worried that he might die here right now.
Then a ball of phlegm as big as a tennis ball launches out of his mouth and splosh against the dungeon floor.
"What the fuck," I mutter.
He grabs the ball and wipes it with his filthy clothes, revealing a cracked dark red gem. He feeds it what little mana he can, and a high-pitched alarm resound through the dungeon.
Aoi suddenly grows into big-Aoi, then she, Hana, and Ciel stand in front of us while pushing us back. They desperately search their [Item Box]es for their weapons.
Lina casts an [Earth Bullet] at Darean's hand, which crushes it and makes him drop the gem. But the magic tool has already activated, and a dormant pool of mana instantly rises into a storm.
Darean clutches his crushed hand and looks at us with a maniacal grin as he starts laughing out loud, louder than even the alarm.
A guard cos rushing towards us, sword drawn. "Who cast a spell?!" He yells.
The mana inside the magic tool is growing so wildly and so quickly that we freeze up. I get a flashback to the [teor]s, but then sothing else enters my mory: Farana's explosion of Darean's warehouse, the second ti we fought alongside Vanea.
Darean kicks the gem, and it rolls past the grating. "Don't even think of storing this in your [Item Box] if you don't want to make things worse!" He yells.
The gem starts to glow, then Roxanne pales, and the guard freezes in his tracks. "Runaway mana reaction! It's going to blow!" She yells.
I jump forward and open a [Gate] to our secret resting spot near Goloria. The gem enters the black circle and disappears. Three seconds later, the ground trembles slightly, then we hear the rumble of an explosion.
Announcent
Hall of Fa of Patrons
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