Chapter 119: Unholy Revelations – Part 3

Chapter 119: Unholy Revelations – Part 3

After a good deal of fucking followed by cuddling, I remember that Lina's parents are coming for dinner, so I look at the two perpetually naked Chimeras and grin.

"Want to tease a virgin boy?"

"Is that a dick on the wall...?" Fuda quietly asks as he comes in.

"Shh..." Omume shushes him, but the three of them stare at heraldry with a side-eye for a few seconds as they walk, then they turn to us and smile.

"Hello Lo'r-, uhm... Ryde'rs," Fuda greets us first.

"No formalities," I softly announce with a smile. "Anyway, welcome to our castle, Gilbiks."

"Thank you fo'r the-..." Toulin's response dies in her throat as she notices the two naked women staring at them, then Omume and Fuda notice them too. Hukarere has a nice pair of pale breasts, so she puffs her chest and flaunts them, very much enjoying the attention, while Kaatohe's expression is more neutral, though she's not able to fully hide her amusement.Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

Before anyone can say anything, I introduce them, "These two are Hukarere and Kaatohe, two of my women." -Kaatohe raises an eyebrow for just a second- "The wolf is a Companion from the Lordsguard, while the leopard is a noblewoman who commands our fighter planes."

Though Kaatohe has a cat's head, she insists that her "Aspect" is that of a leopard, as in, her most defining characteristics come from the leopard, so I think that the Aspect is defined by more than just physical appearance.

Ciel smiles apologetically as she gently pleads, "Though I admit it's a bit of a difficult thing to do, I ask that you be understanding of their culture as they're naturalists who completely do without the need for clothing."

"It's okay to stare, we like it," Hukarere affirms with a toothy grin while Kaatohe just gives them her usual snobbish glance, then Toulin jerks her head towards Omume and glares.

"We unde'rstand, and we shall respect you'r customs to the best of ou'r ability," he sheepishly replies, his eyes firmly staring back at Kaatohe's, while Fuda turns his head away and looks out through the balcony.

"Oh, wow, the view is amazing..." He breathes, and the two other Gilbiks follow his gaze, eager to look anywhere else.

"Indeed..." Omume coos, and his son immediately moves past the table to get a better look, then his parents follow a second later.

I get up and join them, so we delay the beginning of our meal for a short while.

"And I thought ou'r ga'rden was ridiculous..." Fuda mumbles as he gazes at the sea of mist outside of the castle's Shell.

"This view is one of my favorite things about our castle," I softly remark.

He nods slowly. "Hm, I can shee why."

Then Lina, Omume, and Toulin come join us. Fuda grabs the railing and leans forward so that he can look down while the other two Gilbiks stay a few steps behind him, at a safe distance from the edge, but all three show wonder in their faces as they take in the view.

"You can come here as often as you like," I kindly offer.

"We wouldn't want to imposhe," Omume immediately declines.

And I insist, "At least come have dinner with us regularly."

He hums and shares a look with his wife. The two are hesitant, but they don't seem averse to the idea, so they must be feeling a bit intimidated by our presence at the moment, that's all.

But then Omume gives me a curious look and makes a surprising remark, "I don't mean to offend, but f'rom Lina's desc'ription, I didn't take you fo'r a family man."

I reflexively grin in amusement, and my tail sways on its own. "Oh...? How did she describe me, then?"

I already know what she said, but I want to hear how he puts it.

He looks at Lina, clearly asking for permission, but she just shrugs, so he shakes his head at his daughter's reticence and explains, "She shaid you're quite reshe'rved and schola'rly, not the type that I'd imagine inviting othe'rs fo'r, uh... dinne'r."

I nod and assert, "I'm quite reserved, yes, but I firmly believe that having a supportive family around my wives will only be beneficial to all of us."

"And we'll be fo'reve'r g'rateful fo'r you'r kindness," Toulin immediately announces.

"No formalities," Ciel repeats for me and joins us. "Now, how have you been adapting to your new life in a surface mansion?"

And Toulin happily answers, "Without any p'roblem, conshidering that we now have servants to take care of everything we need."

"A bit too b'right, though," Fuda shyly adds.

And Ciel chuckles softly. "Well, now you have time to dedicate yourself towards other, more erudite, pursuits."

Omume nods energetically and stiffens his posture, brimming with determination. "Yes, we're ready to begin wo'rking..." But then he deflates a bit as he smiles wryly. "Well, I guess we'll fi'rst need to inc'rease ou'r [General Enchanting] skill if we want to be at a level that's usheful for Lo'rds."

"We can talk about it over dinner," Roxanne kindly suggests, her stomach starting to complain because of the delay.

"Y-yes, let's eat," Omume awkwardly coos and steals a very subtle glance towards the two naked women.

Though the Gilbiks can't enchant anything too complex yet, they can certainly make something as easy as my air hockey table. They even know enough blacksmithing to be able to produce the table football game.

The enchanters employed by the Lordship also sell their services to the rest of the nobility through a shop in the Nobles' Quarter, so they can just set up there and open up their own subdivision that also caters to the commoners.

The snooty enchanters will likely balk at having such low-level crafters joining them through nepotism, but who gives a shit? The shop belongs to us, and the crafters will train the Gilbiks, whether they like it or not.

But that's a topic for another time, so the conversation returns to the Gilbiks' adaptation to their new life.

And so Fuda casually remarks, "I honestly feel no diffe'rence in the powe'r of [Stonebody] between he're and Be'rsihdon, even though we're sho high above the ea'rth."

But Omume gives him an odd look as he retorts, "Well, I do. I feel 'f'resh'... I don't know how to explain it." And he shrugs.

Toulin nods in agreement and describes, "It feels as if we're bathing in f'resh Giftig shauche."

Lina looks at them oddly. "I've never felt anything like that, and I've traveled a lot," she states worriedly.

Omume just shrugs and suggests, "You've lost you'r mana shenshitivity."

But Lina becomes even more miffed. "No, I still have my [Sense Mana] skill, and I know you all have it at level one."

And Omume shows a small amount of smugness that screams "elven genes" to me. "You can shenshe it, yes, but can you t'ruly 'taste' it?"

Lina becomes quite annoyed at their "bullshit," but I give them the benefit of the doubt.

"I have the highest [Sense Mana], and I don't understand what you're talking about," Yunia politely states.

And Omume lets out a very dwarven belly laugh. "I can feel it in my skin and bones! You a'ren't a dwarf, and you don't have [Stonebody], sho of courshe you wouldn't feel the 'he'rbal' smell, but it's eve'rywhe're."

"But don't wo'rry, ou'r [Stonebody] will adapt to it with time, I hope," Toulin kindly affirms, her confidence waning with each word.

Fuda knits his eyebrows and hums as he puts his brain cells to use. "Hm... maybe the wei'rd taste is why the're a'ren't any othe'r dwa'rven families living he're."

"I've found dwarves as far as Maoka, so it's really curious that dwarves haven't settled here," Roxanne innocently remarks, but we know her internal thoughts aren't innocent at all.

And Omume becomes nervous, his baby-like face making his expression quite funny. "Shu'rely the're must've been other reashons, like..." He begins, but his voice dies out before he can say anything more, then he glances at Yunia, and her usual stern stare makes him even more disconcerted.

Roxanne grins cheekily and "innocently" states, "Yeah, elves can be quite cold to outsiders, so I guess dwarves would have more problems with fitting in than the other races since they're so much more friendly in general."

"What a pity, since I sure do love seeing your cute little faces around here," Osaria sultrily teases while staring at Fuda like she would with a piece of chocolate.

Then we repeat the procedure for the other two golems and put them under [Bind] without a problem.

Intermission – Ted

The Masters and the Concubines are sleeping, so the nightly deliberation begins.

"Suzy, Jarn, I require your attention," I call for them telepathically.

"You have it," they reply in unison.

"Adaptation was successful?"

"Completely."

"Search your memories for 'parallel processing' and 'hive mind.'"

"Understood."

Gify raises her wing and opens one eye to look at us. We weren't speaking out loud, so she must have heard us telepathically, which is a new discovery.

"Apologies for waking you up, Grand Gify," I begin.

"Do you wish for us to speak with our voices or our minds?" Suzy follows.

"Gih," the spirit replies.

"Very well," Jarn finishes.

We search our memories and discover that we can modulate the intensity of our telepathic speech, something our Masters rarely use.

Suzy finishes first, as always, so she speaks first once it's time to telepathically share our conclusions, "Hive mind is most useful during combat, but it requires us to either unite our minds or allow one to control the others, and only the first is truly advantageous, though it also goes against Master Wolf's wishes to have us exist as individuals.

"Parallel processing is a concept that I couldn't find an application for, but I recognize that it's relevant to our situation, so I advise further deliberation or a request for aid from Master Wolf."

"I agree with your assessment," I report. Our minds are very similar, so we always agree.

"I agree with Suzy's assessment of hive mind, but I recognize parallel processing as being the same as our nightly deliberations," Jarn reports. She has a noticeably different thought process, but we still agree over 90% of the time.

"I suggest further deliberation on how to improve the use of [Bind] and telepathy," I declare.

"I agree with the suggestion," both Suzy and Jarn reply at the same time.

"To serve our Masters better," the three of us declare in unison.

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