Chapter 134: The Room – Part 1

Chapter 134: The Room – Part 1

Alcander comes towards us while grinning ecstatically, and the knights stiffly follow after him, with the father and daughter duo doing their best Jarn-walk impression.

"By the Gods, what a dazzling person the Emperor is," Alcander squeaks in adoration.

Eh, he's alright.

But the way Alcander's eyes follow the sun man's back tells us he's quite smitten... perhaps a bit too intensely for our tastes.

"He's Charmed, but it'll wear off soon," Ciel shares after using [Diagnosis] on him.

"Don't drool," Hana teases him, and he embarrassedly looks away as he immediately recognizes his odd behavior.

"Alcander's level isn't that far from ours, though..." Lina points out in confusion.

"If we didn't gain resistance from Arreira, we certainly gained it from Wolfy," Alissa wisely states.

Lina nods internally, and I can just imagine her bangs swaying. "True."

Ciel stops by the robotic pair and puts her hands on their shoulders. "Remember to breathe." Then she gradually soothes them, but too much attention will make the other knights jealous, so our resident angel also gives soothing words to the other, less tense knights.

"Recognize anyone?" Yunia soberly asks Alcander.

The pompous imperial man finally snaps out of his Charm and hums back, "Hm...? Oh, yes. Do you want me to introduce you to them?"

"No. There's a chance that they'll be averse to mingling with us, so go test the vines with them."

"As you wish, Your Highness," he obediently replies, then bows gently and leaves us.

Everyone takes a subtle look around, and with eight sets of eyes working together, we quickly build a good picture of the nobles gathered here. There are quite a few distinct groups, like the four silver elves who are keeping to themselves; the five hardboiled dwarves having a jolly good time with Grimto; the imperial officers with Reinhold who are starting to mingle with the dwarves; the submissive-looking, brown-haired Faiumi nobles surrounding Sa'Haa, Urmeie and a few others who are also possibly Princes and Princesses; four ginger nobles, likely from Maplethorne; two blonde nobles, possibly from Dyrmorder; the two rulers of Gnomeria casually talking to their Thalanthro noble friend and the werefox Elder grandma Alissa likes; the mildly colorful but human-exclusive group of snooty nobles that the Alkimeonids duo is in; a more eclectic, but also still a bit snooty, group of Mainland nobles at the opposite end of the room; a random collection of different races from the more faraway corners of the Empire; the Emperor's harem, along with the naked lioness who keeps glancing at Aoi; and an interesting group of young women who are eyeing up the men with shrewd gazes.

Alissa and Lina go greet the friendly Gnomeria group, Hana goes to the imperial officers and Reinhold to drink some beer, Roxanne and Aoi are invited to join the exotic group, Ciel continues to calm down the knights for a moment before she joins the Gnomeria group, Yunia goes to talk to her silvery cousins, and I, of course, go to the women. Though I'll miss having my wingwoman by my side, Gify's presence is a good substitute as they all stare at the cute little griffin like predators.

"Gih..." She chirps hesitantly.

"Letting them touch you would be like NTR for me," I whisper reassuringly, but then I add a promise of more Behemoth meat for good measure.

"Gih...!" She chirps with just a little more composure as we approach the group of female hunters.

Klein chooses to accompany me as a silent guard, but I glance back and see the look of regret growing in her eyes as she realizes where we're going.

"Lord Ryder! What an honor to have your illustrious presence here," a young ginger girl cheerfully greets.

"Lords, Madames, Dames, and Ladies, am I free to assume that I'm welcome in your midst?" I huskily reply and grin.

"There are no Lords, Madames, or Dames here, young Lord," a more mature weredog woman replies. Her lustrous hair and amiable air give me the impression of a posh Golden Retriever.

A busty dragonkin with milky skin and dark blue hair and scales suddenly grabs my arm, then sinks it into her considerable cleavage. "I'd love to have you here with us," she asserts, her youthful but composed tone giving her the air of an older-sister-type.

I calmly look around as I smile and point out, "It seems that there's a lack of male presence here, which I find almost a crime against society."

The young ginger replies with a pout, "Plenty of... well, most of the women here enjoy the company of other women, so it's not like we're lonely, or anything."

"Oh, but it is just a bit boring," the older-sister coyly complains.

"Would you prefer having the men competing for our attention?" The mature weredog amusedly retorts.

And she presses my arm harder against her chest as she dreams out loud, "That'd be fine, especially if they pulled their swords out to compare their lengths."

The mature woman agrees and calmly adds, "But they're all too into their scheming and their little games to play with us."

"What a shame..." I hum as I run my scaled hand along the older sister's back, and I feel her posture straighten as I apply a subtle spirit touch to my hand, then I feel Klein's envious stare on my back. I know she loves this kind of caressing.

"Is my body to your liking?" The dragonkin sister seductively asks, and I look her lustful body up and down. Dragonkin simply love loose dresses that show a lot of skin, which also offers the opportunity for the occasional flash with how they move, but nobody in this world has ever heard of pasties.

"Loose clothing is better than nothing at all because it forces thirsty men to stare if they want to get a glimpse of Paradise," Roxanne shares a piece of succubi wisdom.

But the most striking thing about this dragonkin is something else. You see, the floor is a mirror, and while women wearing pants is quite common, there are still a considerable number of them here wearing skirts, and most of those women aren't wearing anything underneath. Hana and Roxanne are also going without, but I'm fine with it.

"It is..." I huskily reply, the power in my voice making the hairs on her neck stand on end.

She doesn't even flinch when she notices that I'm looking at her pussy lips through the mirror's reflection, and I think that's a good enough sign for me to push this further. This slut's dress has a long opening in the back, showing off a fair bit of "butt cleavage," and it's the perfect place for me to rest my hand.

I squeeze her ass, and we grin at each other, then I scan the rest of the women. None of them has even a hint of the aura of a high-level, so I use [Sense Soul] on them to get an idea of their levels, and they're all between level 20 and 30.

Then my eyes fall upon a petite, disinterested-looking imperial woman. She has those sharp eyes and cute lips that scream "tsundere ojou," and she's wearing sexy red panties under her cute, frilly, gray princess dress. Her feet are also quite cute, too... and seem a bit familiar...

Suddenly, she gives me an intense side-eye, and I stop staring at her panties to not offend her any further. Instead, I use [Sense Soul] on her, and she jerks her head towards me, but then immediately looks away.

I'm so confused by her actions that I forget to look at her stats, so I use [Sense Soul] on her again, and she shudders.

Soul InfoNameKoritipythia LambrosRaceHumanLevel30HP100MP111/120Magic Power50Strength6Endurance5

What did she use mana for...?

Something mean flares within me, so I repeatedly use [Sense Soul] in quick succession, and she begins to shiver, then her face flushes, and she presses her legs together while pressing one hand against her womb.

I stop, and she sends me an unveiled glare, which is mighty cute on her delicate and haughty face.

"What's gotten into you, Kori? Are you trying to resist his Charm for some reason?" Older-sister slut teases impishly, and I reward her with another squeeze.

But something is nagging me at the back of my head, so I look down again and focus on her well-manicured feet while trying my best to ignore her panties...

Then it hits me.

Those cute toes...!

She's the goddamn Oracle.

"I heard she has a big supporter, so maybe she's lost interest in playing around?" The young ginger slut wonders out loud.

"I apologize. It was very rude of me to stare..." I earnestly try to soothe her.

"Apology accepted," the Oracle haughtily replies and glances at me. Though her voice is different from the one of that arrogant little bitch under the Templars' HQ, it does sound remarkably similar.

But then the ginger slut steals my attention as she approaches me from my right. "Can I touch your tail?" She eagerly asks.

I magnanimously approve, "You can touch whatever you want, except for my nature spirit. She's very shy and loyal to me and my wives."

"Gih," Gify haughtily chirps and softly flaps her wings, pulling on the heartstrings of the less depraved Ladies, but it seems that the power of my [Sexual Charm] skill is overwhelming her cuteness, for I become the target of most of the predators rather than Gify.

Emboldened by the quickly intensifying sexual atmosphere, the ginger girl hugs my thick tail while suggestively fondling it. Then she teases the tip with her finger and gives it a cute lick with her little, red tongue.

You. Fucking. Slut...

"Oh, we can touch...?" The dragon sister coos coyly, then she sneaks a hand under my shirt and feels the muscles of my abs and chest. "My, you're quite muscular, considering your height."

Cheeky bitch. I'll make you scream my name soon enough.

And the mature Golden speculates, "He's clearly above ten in 'Strength,' but I doubt he's much higher than that."

And the perfect moment for this revelation arrives, so I coolly announce, "Well, I have quite a few levels in [Mana Body] to compensate, and I'm known to be quite the mage as I have an MP pool of two thousand."

"Oh, my..." The Golden coos.

"[Mana Body]!" Ginger exclaims.

The ladies giggle and flush as they seem to be quite aware of [Mana Body]'s hidden benefits and "recreational" uses.

I sneak a claw into the blue dragon's butt cleavage and extend my reach with [Mana Body] until I can feel her warm pussy lips, then I vibrate it.

"Oh...!" She squeaks and grips the base of my tail, giving me a small amount of pleasure with her respectable grip strength.

"Hm...? Are you the type that enjoys getting your tail pulled?" Hana teasingly whispers in my mind while Alissa embarrassedly deafens herself to not hear my answer.

Getting your tail pulled is a sign of submission in wereanimal society, so I immediately decide to never admit to it and poke Hana's soul to punish her for this affront to her master.

The other ladies stare at their dragonkin companion in confusion as the slut's grin slowly widens and her milky skin becomes flushed.

I get the feeling that someone's glaring at me, so I turn around and spot Empress Hayakasha's cold stare trying to murder me. I'm a bit puzzled by her anger, but then I notice that this slut is strikingly similar to the Empress, but younger, and of a subtly different color, so I wonder if she's the Empress' sister.

Like I give a fuck what the cold bitch approves of.

I penetrate the lusty sister with my claw, and she lets out a very clear moan of ecstasy as her lewd juices coat my draconic finger.

"Enough...!" Ciel angrily interrupts me, and since Klein has already finished oiling it up, I rip off Hana's dress and penetrate her.

She can't take such a Godly Tool so roughly without immediately orgasming, so she does, which makes her womanly fluids leak copiously from her Blessed pussy while also weakening her legs, forcing her to grab Alki-Alki's shoulders to keep herself from falling over.

She tilts her head back and stares him in the eye as her gorgeous face warps with lust and her vertically-slitted eyes gloss over in ecstasy. Her body shudders and writhes with every thrust, making her round tits jiggle alluringly.

Her jaw goes slack from bliss as her hot breath hits the bearded and stunned man in the face, and more precum leaks out of his lonely and pathetic little penis. He's feeling intimidated by her stalwart composure, and his animalistic desire to breed has clouded his mind, leaving him like a helpless little puppy begging for a pity fuck.

He makes to stroke himself, but she chuckles and grabs his hand, then forces him to hold her arms, making full use of [Draconic Body] and [Enhanced Strength] to assert her superiority.

Semen mixed with her love fluids soon leaks out of her pussy and runs down her legs. The face he makes when he notices it is that of surprise and disbelief as his muse is being completely dominated by another so barbarically, yet his dick throbs again as another considerable amount of precum leaks out of its tip.

Then anger takes over him, and he tries to both fondle her breasts and kiss her, but through [Enhanced Reflexes] and [Muscle Explosion], she easily dodges his attack and pushes him back, nearly making him trip backwards onto his ass as he struggles to remain upright.

All he can do is stare and hold the stunning and fiery beauty as she spams and orgasms repeatedly in his arms. Her bountiful breasts shaking wildly, her tanned skin sweating with desire, her folds leaking another man's superior seed, and her derisive smirk implying how pathetic and inadequate he is.

Suddenly, her eyes roll up into her skull, and the sweetest moan leaves her lips as her whole body locks up, then she begins to shudder uncontrollably from the massive orgasms wracking through her entirety.

"Cum for me..." She commands, her voice infused with just a hint of [Godly Language].

Then Alki-Alki's pathetic penis pulsates, and a massive jet of cum shoots out of it, landing squarely on her shredded emerald dress, ruining it beyond repair with his repulsive seed.

She continues to lean on him for a moment as she catches her breath, and he's simply too stunned by the situation to even move or make a sound.

Once she's recovered, she affably whispers, "Thank you for the help, little Alki." Then she [Equip]s a new micro dress, which hides just a little more than an elven dousnadeia, and his boner starts to deflate.

But before he can reattach his lost balls, Hayakasha's bone-chillingly cold tone strikes me from behind, "Crown Lord Wolf Ryder, I must ask that you take your beastly depravity elsewhere until you've regained your self-control."

How convenient!

"Right away," I cheerfully agree and drag Hana away.

"Unfortunately, I've also become quite aroused. Excuse me," Yunia politely announces to the other stunned elves and unceremoniously joins Alissa, Klein, and I as we leave the hall.

"You're just jealous that he won't do you like how Wolfy just did her, aren't you?" Empress Piscila, The Naked, whispers in Hayakasha's ear, only loud enough for Alissa to hear.

"T-they used a sort of magic that isn't allowed!" The cold Empress hisses back, her embarrassed tone sounding orgasmic to my ears.

"Harmless fun that I know made you very aroused," Piscila cheekily replies.

"Shut up..." The cold woman grunts and walks away.

"It seems that our families are... making up, aren't they?" Cleinias' wheezing voice unpleasantly reaches Ciel's ears, making her freeze as she gets an idea.

She has a mounting suspicion about Cleinias due to all of the peculiarities surrounding him, and this petty move of his is the perfect opportunity to confirm it.

The angel quickly turns around and cheerfully replies, "Decien Cleinias Alkibiades, what an honor to meet you," her voice loud enough that everyone nearby can clearly hear her.

He wheezes a chuckle and retorts, "Please, the honor to meet new Royals like your family is mine."

She takes a step forward and offers her hand for a shake, but Cleinias' stern knight also takes a subtle step in response, now in position to quickly get in the way between them if needed.

Cleinias remains unfazed and immediately starts spouting his bullshit, "I certainly didn't expect those three to 'mingle' in such a way, but it appears that my boy has received such passionate forgiveness that I wish for this event to repeat in such a way to strengthen our ties-..."

"Then let's celebrate our newfound closeness with a handshake!" Ciel suddenly exclaims, drawing a bit of attention to them.

The feeble old fuck stops talking for only a second before resuming his bullshitting without pause. "The sharing of-..."

But Ciel takes another step forward, a perfectly angelic smile on her juicy lips while she keeps her hand extended, ready to cast [Detect Evil] the very instant she touches him, but the knight moves his hand to block hers from coming any closer.

Cleinias and Ciel stare at each other for a tense second, but now Ciel is the faster one as she loudly declares, sounding hurt, "I understand rebuffing a handshake with my husband, but me? I'm a priestess of Love, Decien Cleinias. Please, have some trust in the temple. We know very well how to not hurt our elders with our energetic youthfulness."

Cleinias flashes a smile and doesn't waste a beat before continuing with his bullshit once again, "I apologize for the rudeness, but I have a condition that makes my bones quite brittle, and the enchantment that protects me from the harm just from standing is deactivated to not offend the Emperor, so I plead to you to understand my situation and to not see the harm in my dismissal of this social norm."

Fucking bullshit.

But the precedent has been set. The Emperor's radiant gaze is unmistakably staring at Cleinias, and he's unamused.

"Bring me proof of his Wickedness, and I'll execute his wretched existence right where he stands!" Ciel furiously shouts in my soul space as she finally pulls back her hand.

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