Chapter 145: Royalty – Part 2
First impressions:
Soul Info
Na
Omari Fouad
Race
Human
Level
61
HP
100
MP
2,100
Magic Power
810
Strength
18
Endurance
17
Omari is a cool dude. A standard, brown-haired, handso man with a respectable stubble. He's polite and looks quite reliable, but he actually seems "boring" compared to the exotic ensemble before us.
Soul Info
Na
Mako Shizuke
Race
Dragonkin
Level
82
HP
100
MP
3,470
Magic Power
1,735
Strength
20
Endurance
20
Mako is a stuck-up, stoic dragonkin. Red hair, black scales, and a pale face make for a weird mix of colors, though his face being handso compensates for that. His extrely cold attitude and insistence on tingeing his voice with [Godly Language] is rather off-putting, so I don't really have a good first-impression of him.
Soul Info
Na
Sa'Haa Doxa
Race
Owl-type Wereanimal
Level
68
HP
100
MP
10,230
Magic Power
5,110
Strength
10
Endurance
11
Sa'Haa is a super sexy Cruella, and I'd love to fuck her until that resting bitch face turns into an ahegao. She's very spindly like most wereowls and as tall as Aoi, making her look like a supermodel, but her villainous look reduces her sexiness a bit in exchange for a more exotic air. Roxanne still ranks higher on the supermodel scale simply because of how much more of a traditional beauty she is.
"Gods, Wolfy. Now's not the ti to make
horny!" Roxanne gleefully complains in my mind space.
Soul Info
Na
Urie Doxa
Race
Bear Beastfolk
Level
102
HP
100
MP
4,210
Magic Power
1,270
Strength
25
Endurance
34
And Urie is an absolute dommy mommy… Like, holy fuck, this bear girl is big. She's hiding so tits, ass, and thighs under that armor; her fur looks so soft and shiny; her long snout full of sharp teeth could fit my cock so nicely; her slick, swept back hair is so cool; and… she's almost making
drool.
Gods almighty, I want to fuck that bear…
She actually has her personal Space mage store her armor directly from her body, and under it, she's wearing a tight white velvet uniform with eye-catching cleavage. I just want to bury my head between those massive, furry breasts while she soothes
with her low, mommy bear voice.
But the problem is that her personality is definitely not motherly.
"Juran's curse, you're small!" She exclaims and laughs out loud as she looks down at , and her chest bounces up and down alluringly. They sure do look like they'd be a burden in battle.
"I'm a weredragon, so I can assu a bigger form whenever I want," I proudly reply as I narrow my eyes at her. I can handle this, so even though the girls don't like anyone but them calling
"small," I don't let them interject.
"You can get big, but only for a limited ti. Talk to
again when you can live like that, Lord Squirt," Mama Bear unhesitatingly shoots back with a smirk.
Now that catches us all by surprise. The audacity of this bear is unbelievable, though the nickna does resonate with the girls.
And we hesitate to reply, so Sa'Haa sternly interjects, "Sister, you're both royals, and father gave
the authority to ensure that you act as expected of your station."
Urie just laughs at her, her chuckles sounding like low, reverberating growls, and the spindly Princess only gets more irritated.
"Squirt is a cute nickna. It's what cos out from between my legs, and I know this little dragon would love to taste it," mommy bear casually replies and nods at .
Now the girls are also getting irritated by the way she's talking to , but the human in
is feeling a bit endeared.
"Either bend over and let him fuck you already, or stop punishing our ears with your insufferable crassness," Sa'Haa venomously spits back. We're all quick to recognize banter, so the girls hold their tongues and let the two sisters fight.
Urie turns to face her and pouts. "That wasn't very polite of you," she replies with a fake hurt tone.
"I see no family is spared from sibling bickering," Léonne dryly remarks, making Urie laugh again.
"Hey, I love my sister," Alissa imdiately retorts, and Allura actually blushes a bit.
"You love her a bit too much," Jacques quietly adds with a sigh, and the two little fox sisters grin at each other.
Urie turns back to us and smirks. "Don't mind her. Sa'Haa is always constipated, but we work well together."
"Unfortunately, we work well together," Not-Cruella corrects, then she shakes her head with a sigh and recomposes herself, not wanting to look even more inelegant in front of the dignified Yunia. "Please, ignore my sister's lack of manners. She abstains from politics and has an aversion to courtesy."
And the bear woman now has sothing actually important to say, so she assus a more serious tone as she boldly adds, "I'm from Bestiaram, and I refuse to adopt your delicate and convoluted Avgin rituals. I'm only here for myself and my n."
We silently glance at Sa'Haa and the other two nobles, and they flash us wry but also slightly bitter smiles. I still rember that they want us to keep Urie under control, sohow, though I have a hunch that just my cock alone won't be able to make her submit. Even the Verners seem to understand our role here and don't butt in, though we know that mommy Léo is itching for an opportunity to lambaste the Princesses.
But I don't feel like playing gas with this big furry bitch, so put on a serious mask and sternly reply, "Fine, then we'll show no patience for beastfolk savagery."
Yunia imdiately follows up, her tone even drier than mine, "Our servants are well-trained and deserving of respect, and they won't be forced to attend those who forget that."
The bear really doesn't care as she lightens up and laughs loudly once again. "I know better than to harass the people who make my food."
This bitch is really a handful…
Instead of one-upping the ursine barbarian with her own dragonkin barbarism, Hana decides to take a more scholarly approach as she needs more information about her enemy before she engages in verbal combat.
"What 'customs' do the beastfolk even have? Do we beat you up every ti you ss up?" She curiously asks, but she allows a little bit of banter to co out.
"What about spanking?" Roxanne follows up, totally not serious or excited about the prospect of seeing the big furry bitch squealing.
But Mama bear gets a bit angry. "That's not how we fucking act. Do you mustchs think beastfolk are damn orcs?" She growls and sighs tiredly.
The average commoner would definitely piss their pants upon getting a whiff of her fearso high-level aura, but the only thing we feel is a mild discomfort that we imdiately realize is exactly like Vanea's piercing gaze.
Then Urie quickly calms herself down and properly explains, "It's words. You Avgin care too much about words, but we Bestiare don't buy goblin dicks, so we don't care about getting offended. I'm a fucking Princess, so I don't need others to complint my blade; I've already bathed it in enough blood to know it's sharp."
I don’t know what exactly "don't buy goblin dicks" ans, but I think I get what she's saying. Imperials and elves are the worst in regards to having to watch your mouth around them as they can be quite snobbish, but Dragonkin don't care as long as you can take a punch.
"Ah, yes. That explains your behavior," Yunia dryly replies.
I keep the dragon within
chained pretty well since I can't afford to lash out at everything, but Hana doesn't need the sa level of self-control, so now's her turn to show her pride in her dragonkin heritage. "You're definitely very brave to co at us like that for our first eting, but it's also pretty stupid behavior since you'll just get your face punched or stabbed if you continue like that," she harshly declares as her erald scales on her cheeks quiver in excitent.
Urie takes it in stride and smiles fearsoly as she scans Hana's body up and down. "With a body like that, you definitely don't have the sa 'Strength' as , even if you're a dragonkin."
Hana's whole upper body is suddenly covered in steam for a second, then a shadow falls upon my back as she spreads her large, green wings. Her glorious form shimrs in the sunlight, her skin now covered in shiny, perfect, erald scales. Everyone looks rather impressed, but Mako has the strongest reaction as his jaw becos slack, and he may have just gotten a boner, though his robe prevents the confirmation of that.
"Both of you are to stop with these provocations now," Sa'Haa demands, her tone cold and stern, but Urie doesn't laugh, so we know it's serious. "If you keep this up, I won't even allow any spars that aren't with wooden shortswords. The honor of royalty won't be tarnished by these childish gas, and I an it for both types of royalty here."
She's actually being quite respectful of us by acknowledging our status and acting to protect our "honor," though I'm not sure what exactly the "honor of royalty" ans.
"We may have friendly spars, but we shall never even attempt to humiliate the other," Yunia explains through [Bind], but I'm too much of a peasant to understand it. Trying to guess soone's intentions sounds like a massive pain. "It is," she tiredly adds.
Then I'll be happy if we never get ourselves involved with other royals ever again. But Alissa flashes mories of Gnoria, and I imdiately take back what I just thought. I really hope that we can et with Princess Belind again.
Yunia takes over and diplomatically replies, "We appreciate your adherence to decorum, Princess Sa'Haa. We're new royals, and our behavior still lacks the elegance expected of us."
Sa'Haa's expression softens, though she looks hotter when she's angry, but she's still damn fine. "I understand you have the respect of the n for your experience in combat and that of the populace due to the Intervention, but your habit of letting your lessers treat you without reverence undermines your authority."
A small amount of irritation passes through Yunia's mind, but she doesn't let it show. "We're very averse to being antagonistic to others due to our overabundance of compassion. It's just not within our hearts to push others away." The Queen loves to be fawned over by our "lessers," so she thinks Sa'Haa's advice is bullshit.
"Being loved by your allies isn't enough; you need to be feared by your enemies," the wereowl Princess continues, but this ti, I have to hold myself back to not laugh.
"We've tried to build that image by responding to attacks on us with ruthless precision," Yunia promptly replies. Even though we were very hesitant and calculating in our response to Katasko's aggression, we'll own what we did with pride.
"Yes, Decien Cleinias'… execution was carried out well," Sa'Haa hums thoughtfully, sounding mildly pleased.
And Urie waves her large, furred, clawed hand dismissively. "Yeah, yeah, we know you two have to kiss each other with words, but let's just get going, already. I'm hungry, and we still have a lot of strategy to talk about."
The spindly Princess glares at her sister but keeps her tongue from lashing out. "Very well, let's go before she starts growling like an animal."
The mont we enter the dining hall, I get an uncomfortable feeling that sothing is about to happen, and less than a minute later, Vanea sends word that she's coming.
"What's with elven at? How do you guys make it sll so good?" Urie grumbles as she drops heavily onto her seat.
"The wood we use to roast at is scented," Yunia casually replies.
And Urie's laugh hurts Alissa's ears. "Hah! 'Scented.' That sounds so mustch, but I have to admit that it does make the food taste better."
"Elven at is the best at I've tasted," Aoi chis in, and our guests give her a curious look.
But Urie unhesitatingly says what they're all thinking, "Changing topics a bit, I didn't expect the two actual dragons to be so quiet."
I snort and casually explain, "We both technically have a human inside us, so we aren't like the average dragon."
Urie looks confused, which is kind of a funny look for a bear. "A 'human' inside you? What does that even an?"
And Sa'Haa wisely explains, "Wereanimals were created from the fusion of the minds of an animal and a human while beastfolk are simply animals given a humanoid mind and a more human-like body."
"It's almost like we have an actual beast inside our minds that occasionally guides our actions," Alissa adds.
And Aoi transforms into her human form so that she can show more manners while eating. She can eat without making a ss while in her dragon form, but that involves using magic, and it's a faux pas to do that in front of unfamiliar nobility.
"For so, the beast inside them can even take over the body completely if allowed to," Jacques follows up.
And I wryly finish, "Aoi and I are both researchers, and that's… not exactly a popular career for dragons."
Urie slaps the table with her huge hand as she starts to guffaw. "Dragon scholars…! Hahahah…! The image in my mind is too funny! Hahahah…!"
Then Sa'Haa puts forward a very level-headed take, "Ancient dragons have large hoards that almost always include books. It isn't implausible that they could learn to read and spend their ti perusing their book collection."
And the bear's amusent quickly dies down as she realizes that Sa'Haa's opinion makes sense.
"Yes, I agree. I'm still learning to read, but sotis, I just feel like spending the day studying the tallurgy books that High Officer Silvano recomnded to ," Aoi calmly remarks, and Urie looks like she wants to laugh again, but that'd be an to Aoi, and not even the crass bearfolk wants to hurt our innocent, little blue dragon.
But the light mood is broken as a maid announces the newest arrival.
"Imperial Prince Tomn and Noblewoman Vanea Anara have arrived."
Wait, what…?!
The letter didn't say that a fucking Prince would be coming with Vanea.
"WHAT?!" Sa'Haa croaks loudly and stands up.
The door opens, and an older-sister/younger-brother duo walks in hand-in-hand. A rather androgynous dwarven boy with shoulder-length black hair, a baby face, and dark blue eyes; and the yandere sister that will rip out the uterus of anyone who cos close to him.
"Tomn! Why are you with… her?!" Sa'Haa exclaims indignantly, her villainous face warped in sexy fury.
Vanea giggles girlishly while her little brother sighs tiredly. "Saa, she's my friend. Please stop being like this," he timidly moans and pouts.
And the irate Princess turns her scowl towards Yunia. "She was your 'secret ally'?"
"Yes, but we don't know why you seemingly dislike each other so much," my Queen flatly replies, using [Acting] to hide her smirk, but Léonne and Urie openly display their amusent.
Then Vanea interjects, her tone dripping with sweet delight, "Oh, please. Don't pin such negative feelings on . I'm deeply respectful of the Imperial Royal Family."
Tomn sighs and glances annoyedly at Vanea, who grins cheekily and holds back her playfulness to not enrage Sa'Haa any further. The wereowl Princess in question, though, seethes in silence as her pale skin turns pink in anger, and her stern eyes threaten to stab Vanea in the throat.
What the fuck do they have against each other, though?
"I bet it's about Tomn," Alissa guesses through [Bind], and even Ciel seems to agree.
"He's worth fighting for," Yunia adds and wryly glances at .
The female Ryder council has co to a consensus in record ti, and they all agree with the following statent: Tomn is cute. He's boyish and childish while I have a strong and youthful teen air, but our "assets" that allow us to steal the hearts of the mommies, onee-sans, and imoutos can still be considered to be quite similar. Urie doesn't seem to be affected by shotas, though.
The dwarf Prince walks forward, pulling Vanea along with him, and goes around the table, towards our side, so we stand up for the greetings.
He stops before us and nods respectfully, so we mirror him, then he extends his little hand for a shake. "I'm Imperial Prince Tomn Doxa. I apologize for the sudden appearance, but I don't want to beco officially involved in the Purification, so I'm tagging along with Da Vanea while hiding my identity."
"Which is a dangerous thing to do since you have neither your knights or bodyguards to keep you safe," the wereowl Princess grumbles, but Tomn just smiles adorably at her, which is a tactic that my girls also use to appease .
Oh, wait, wasn't he at the party at the Throne? I think he was with Sa'Haa.
"Yes, he was there," Yunia affirms with a suspicious level of confidence.
"I'm Royal Crown Lord Wolf Ryder," I smoothly introduce myself and take his cute little hand. He marvels at my scales for a second, then flashes
an adorable smile.
"I saw you at the gathering, where you… displayed your draconic nature with one of my aunts," he casually remarks, though he seems to be forcing himself to remain nonchalant.
So I really did fuck Empress Hayakasha's sister, huh? Is she the highest ranking woman I've done?
"The extended family of the royals don't hold significant power," Yunia shoots
down.
I wryly glance at Vanea, who's still acting like a perfect little Princess, then I proudly reply, "Your aunt is a wonderful woman who I'd be delighted to et again. We both seem to naturally enjoy the presence of each other a great deal."
Then Urie laughs loudly and interjects, "If Mother Hayakasha heard you, she'd breathe fire!"
Sa'Haa's eyes twitch, wanting to roll, but Tomn also chuckles softly and explains, "She's like Centum Mako, a beast of discipline."
"He ans that discipline fuels my dragonkin might. Without it, I'd be just an average human," Mako stoically adds, his powerful, [Godly Language]-boosted voice sounding annoying to us.
"For , it's sex that fuels my might," Hana follows up with a suggestive grin, but the stoic man clearly doesn't share in her mirth.
And a new rivalry is born, I guess…?
The relationships between everyone here are so "colorful" that Léonne gives
a glance that screams of "these are our allies?" This ensemble is so "unique" that a sane person would be excused in questioning the possible effectiveness of our teamwork, but I believe they're all betting on us and Urie keeping the team together during combat regardless of how much we dislike each other.
The greetings continue without another incident, and Tomn shakes hands with everyone while Alissa and I watch his reaction like hawks. I don't notice anything, but she sees his pupils widen when he's faced with Roxanne and human-Aoi, so I guess we've found out what kind of woman he likes.
"I'm eating," Urie impatiently announces midway and does as she says.
While Sa'Haa and Vanea share tense pleasantries, I turn my eyes to Allura, who seems a bit overwheld by the absurdity of our guests, but she's not the only one who's surprised. It's simply unthinkable that a random noblewoman like Vanea would gain the favor of an Imperial Prince and also the unveiled hatred of another, and even Mako and Omari stare at the two enemies with astonishnt on their faces.
However, we're getting used to Vanea's shenanigans, and have reached the "acceptance" stage. But make no mistake, I haven't forgotten that she most likely manipulated Little Alki-Alki to fight against us. It's just that a sensitive topic like that needs to be handled at a more appropriate ti.
After a few more words, we finally sit down, and Urie is already halfway through her steak.
"We'll speak strategy after we eat," bear mommy declares, so we attempt to socialize until then.
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