Chapter 35: Thesis – Part 1

Chapter 35: Thesis – Part 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"It was..."

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

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

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

"The birthplaces of my wives."

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

"I see, makes sense."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"More pleasant than I imagined," Ciel says.

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

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

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

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

"Anyone who investigates will know you don’t have a background," Lina says, "Nobles don’t like mysteries."

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

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

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

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

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

I finish all over Roxanne and breathe in deeply the smell of our nest. Sweat, semen, perfume, pussy juice, body lotion, scented lube, saliva. The bed gets drenched in liquids.

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

Dinner gets delayed because Hana decided to join.

Today is the 12th.

Yellow lizard eyes devours me as Hana wakes me up.

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

"Gih!"

"I will buy the ingredients," Alissa says.

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

"Kweh! Walk, me, too!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Contaminants?" She asks, innocently.

"Body fluids," Alissa answers flatly.

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

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

"I somewhat pity that woman," Hana says.

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

"Still..."

"So finicky," she mutters.

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

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

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

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

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

"I, dream, fly!" Aoi says.

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

Ta-dah! Stafali cake is done.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"It is incredibly sugary," Ciel says.

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

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

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

"♪ Oh, a drop of a noble's blood wouldn’t do us any harm ♪," Hana sings.

"♪ Oh, a drop of a noble's blood wouldn’t do us any harm ♪," Roxanne sings.

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

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

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

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

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

"♪ An’ we’ll all hang on behind! ♪"

"♪ Oh, a nice fat cock wouldn’t do us any harm ♪" Hana sings.

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

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

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

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

They sing the chorus again and burst into laughter.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Dwarves don't fuck around," I mutter.

"Ugh..." Ciel regains some lucidity, "The hell did we sing?"

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

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

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

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