Chapter 149: Stirring the Settling Dust – Part 1

Chapter 149: Stirring the Settling Dust – Part 1

Today is the 15th, Fo, day of Fire. While it's the best day for barbecues, it's also a good day for "internal cleansing," whatever that means, but it's known to be popular among the self-denying dragonkin like Mako.

Only in my nightmares would I ever not indulge in hedonism, so I'm glad to be woken up by... an unknown pair of loli prostitutes. Two cheeky little bundles of cinnamon-colored joy lick my thick rod of meat as they repeatedly switch positions between sucking the head and playing with my balls.

But with Alissa's excellent coaching, they perfectly time the rise in pleasure to make me orgasm just as I take in their delightful faces, and I paint both of their immaculate cheeks with my powerful white Seed.

I [Clean] my mouth and receive Alissa's gentle morning kiss, but I pull her in for a deep and long one to make sure she understands how much I appreciate this act of love from her.

"Awn~..." the two loli prostitutes moan cutely at our display of affection, but that just makes my cock harder, and they giggle as they notice it throb.

Alissa briefly breaks our kiss to order, "You two, take care of that erection while I keep his mouth occupied, but be warned: his cock is magical."

"Oh, we know," the left cheeky loli replies with a grin.

"Lord Wolf is famous among the brothels..." the right lustful loli adds with a hungry stare.

And I begin my morning by stretching two tight pussies wide and filling them with cum.

I increased my [Summoning Magic] by 2 (now 6+38) and [Mana Overuse Resistance] by 1 (now 6+5).

Alissa increased her [Illusion Magic] by 1 (now 1+20).

Roxanne increased her [Water Magic] by 1 (now 4+37).

Hana increased her [Draconic Body] by 1 (now 9).

Ciel increased her [Wind Magic] by 1 (now 11+30).

Lina increased her [Cursing Magic] by 1 (now 11+13).

Yunia increased her [Spirit Magic] by 1 (now 2+26).

We all gained one level. Alissa, Roxanne, Ciel, Lina, and I are now level 63, Hana is now level 64, Aoi is now level 50, and Yunia is now level 65.

Ciel and I increased our "Piety" by 1 (now 28 and 18, respectively), which is rather odd considering we got scolded by the direct descendant of the God of the Sun and prayed for the Gods to answer our doubts but got only silence in response. Maybe the praying did it, but it's a bit futile to try to understand how this "Stat" works, so I stop my questioning there.

And lastly, we've all gained the Titles "Decien" and "Honorary Sky Captain."

We didn't get level-ups in melee skills because we can't spam them like we can with spells. On the other hand, melee skills don't require a lot of theory, so my Gift makes it easier to learn them during training since adding points to a skill already gives us half of the knowledge required to level them up.

I breathe in deeply and savor the clear air of a perfect morning. The clear sky, the warm sun, birds and nature spirits chirping, the fragrance of flowers, and the wonderful sounds of female giggles. But the thing that makes this morning so special is the lack of any royals or snooty nobles that we have to entertain. It's just me and my women having a meal on our balcony under the morning sun.

"So, I noticed how none of the other soldiers tried to flirt with any of you," Khepri mischievously remarks to the Companions.

"That'd be very stupid of them," Romy replies matter-of-factly.

"Before you ask, I don't think any of us will ever get married. Wolfy ruined us," Hukarere promptly declares, and we share a wry smile.

"What a cute nickname," Edjo gently hums, and Hukarere actually looks a bit embarrassed, which really shows on her bare pale chest.

"You're the one who used to get into orgies until not too long ago," Klein teasingly accuses Hukarere, and their small rivalry helps my white wolf recover immediately.

"Because I already didn't really have any hope of ever getting married," she casually replies, unphased.

"Uh-huh~..." I sassily hum, and she subtly cringes as she realizes that Klein hit a vulnerable spot. Hukarere knows that I want to make her a concubine, so it's not like nobody wants to marry her. It's just her own stubbornness that makes her reluctant to accept.

"We're married to our duty," Aneta suddenly chimes in with a sober tone. This delicious elf is the wisest among the Companions, and they all listen to her.

"That's... a good analogy," Klein hums in agreement as she seems to realize something.

"Do you even know what 'analogy' means?" Hana teases with a smirk.

"Do you?" the monkey girl deftly teases back with narrowed eyes.

"Don't cheat," I whisper and block Hana from reading my thoughts.

"Ffff~uck..." she swears as she realizes how much "Wisdom" she's been borrowing from me.

But Edolie, our obedient catgirl, interjects at a crucial moment, saving Hana from the embarrassment, "Like, uh... Lord Roxanne said yesterday, it's part of our duties to see Lord Wolf's desires fulfilled."

"But it's a different kind of love than that of marriage, yes," Ciel kindly completes for her, and the Companions and Klein all nod in agreement.

Lolo and the adventuring trio raise questioning eyebrows at me, so I try to explain, "She's joking... kinda. Some of them may take this seriously, but it isn't."

"How interesting..." Edjo hums impassively, and I just shrug with a sigh.

Can't really complain about it since we did encourage this type of behavior.

"And this is it..." Roxanne grins as she finishes her explanation of the orb-boosted mana circulation training.

The (technically) four Verners (if you count Ofilia) give us disbelieving looks, with Allura's being an adorable mix of Léonne's stern-looking, furrowed eyebrows and Jacques' frowning, slackened jaw.

I smile cheekily as I joke, "This is the so very secretive and well-guarded imperial mana circulation training, now accidentally improved by a certain dragon's unending hunger for magical food."

And Aoi gives them a toothy grin.

Léonne makes some choked sounds of laughter, still too stunned to chuckle properly, but then she finally puts her confusion into words, "I thought it'd be something dangerous. Why do they keep it secret, then? Mere greed?"

"It's awfully close to how [Godly Language] works," I answer.

And she immediately recomposes herself. "Ah, now that makes sense."

"Can I learn [Godly Language], then?" Allura suddenly inquires, her orange eyes gleaming with hope.

"That's actually somewhat dangerous to learn, so I advise against it," I shoot her down.

"Balls..." the tomboy grumbles as her pointy ears go flat.

Then Jacques apprehensively shares his mind with us, "Well, I understand the need to keep [Godly Language] out of the hands of the commoners, but it still bothers me how such a simple training routine has been kept secret for so long."

And Léonne adds, "Perhaps one day, Wolf will find an alternative to it that doesn't carry the risk of inadvertently teaching [Godly Language]."

But the wives all give me a wry smile as I groan internally, puzzling the Verners.

"Wolfy already has more research projects than he can handle," Alissa kindly explains and gives me a sympathetic smile.

"Well, hopefully, you'll be able to expand your Institute soon," Léonne adds and mirrors Alissa's expression.

Can I give Osaria the responsibility of hiring more managers? Or maybe Sai can manage a spirit research division?

What I seem to lack are capable people that I can trust...

"Hopefully..." I mumble weakly as my head starts to sag.

"Don't overwork yourself," Jacques soberly advises.

Yes, yes, yes! We got one of the golems!

The Graet Masters gather at the Forum while chatting excitedly, and I can't blame them. I'm as eager as they are; it's just that, as the Speaker, I must remain composed at all times.

But I still daydream about the opportunities that will arise from this.

No more prostitutes for me!

The old itchvines finally sit down, and I stand with a little effort due to my size. Then I clear my throat and announce, "Graet Masters and esteemed members of the Union, we've gathered here to display a secret 'acquisition' that will forever change the future of enchanting!"

They start to chatter again, but I raise a hand to silence them. Then I turn to the men behind the enchanted protective glass. The big man in armor is the one who has it in his [Item Box], and he's flanked by two mages with Elemental Spirits just for safety as the Ryders' golems are known to unleash a barrage of spells.

"Take it out," I order, and the three nod.

The knight chants [Item Box] and interacts with his interface, then he crouches and looks around, making sure that everyone is ready. After a moment of hesitation, he touches the floor, and a little cloud appears with a silly noise. The three immediately get some distance from it, with a Fire and [Water Wall] spell covering their retreat.

"HI, I'M MR. MEESEEKS! LOOK AT ME!" the hellish little bear doll shrieks with a horribly grating, high-pitched voice.

The Masters hum in awe and lean forward so that their weak eyes can see it better. The little golem looks around at everyone, but when it notices the Masters, it stares back at them with its beady black eyes.

"OH, NO! I THINK I'VE BEEN CAPTURED! AHAHAHAHA!" the golem shrieks again and laughs maniacally.

This is... frightening... Why are they like this?

I clear my throat and start explaining, "As you can see, this is a perfectly preserved specimen, which allows us to stu-..."

"EXISTENCE IS PAIN!" it shrieks once more, then simply blows up in a fiery ball of flames.

WHAT?!

"WHAT?!" the Masters shout.

The Forum erupts in chatter while the trio rush to the burning remains of the golem, but not only has it blown itself apart, but the pieces are also quickly burning away. The mages quickly douse the flames with their magical water, but they barely recover even half of its remains as most of it simply disintegrated in the explosion.

And I feel my skin start to burn red with rage.

Damn you, Wolf Ryder! Damn you and your disposable Meeseeks! We'll have your [Golemancy] one day and break your monopoly on golems! Just you wait!

Intermission end.

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