The next day, Sol woke up to a sensation that he registered from his most precious place.
Opening his eyes in wonder, he raised himself... only to see Isis manhandling his penis while looking at the throbbing organ with eyes filled with curiosity and wonder.
“Hmmm... Mind filling me up on the reason why I am waking up to your hand around my schlong?”
“Oh. Sorry, I was just a bit curious.”
Sol chuckled, he knew that Isis had a genuine sense of curiosity toward sex in general.
“It’s just so mysterious you know. Life, I mean.”
Isis placed a hand around her stomach, “I know you used that weird spell Nent taught you. But I just can’t help but wonder how magical all of this is. No special powers, no laws, no bloodlines. Any living beings, even the humblest ones can give birth to a new life, one way or another. Truly, what a wonderful and mysterious thing.”
Isis mused as she approached Sol and lifted her waist before slowly sinking the piece of meat slab into her sticky depths. The head of his shaft slipped her entrance open inch after inch until she finally fully took him in.
“Just one man and a woman. Mingling together can bring something even the most powerful demigods cannot do. Giving life.”
For Isis whose power revolved around death, this act would always be foreign and mysterious in her eyes.
Not even her father could create a perfect life and even the full might combined of her father, Ambrosia, and Echidna, could only bring something close to that with years upon years of effort and experiments.
But two simple mortals could do in five minutes what those three and many more could never hope to accomplish in all of their lifetimes.
She slowly started to accelerate her movements as she thought about this fact, causing Sol to groan as he felt her folds tighten strongly along his girth. He had just woken up and he didn’t want to stop himself from ejaculating inside of her.
“Do you... Do you want a child?”
Isis stopped for an instant before shaking her head and resuming her movements. She leaned down and gave a kiss on Sol’s forehead.
“I don’t think I am mature enough to raise a kid currently and...”
She went back up and placed her hands on his chest, the up-and-down movement of her waist accelerated and Sol felt like she was milking him for all he was worth.
“And?”
His voice came more like a growl than a questioning voice. He could feel that he was very close to reaching his climax...
“...And I want my child to have a home where no one can hurt them.”
With one last shake, she slammed down on his pelvis and made sure to tighten as much as possible around his vibrating schlong. The two of them opened their mouths wide and groaned as Sol released his semen into her while Isis experienced many small orgasms at the same time.
When the wave of pleasure finally passed, the two breathed roughly and Isis chuckled,
“So. Future daddy, let’s work hard and build our home, okay?”
Looking at her girlish grin, Sol wondered for an instant if Isis had some succubus blood in her or not.
Milia raised a hand, “Your Highness.”
“I am not the prince now.”
Milia froze. “Hmm...” She was quite lost about what to say or rather what to call him other than his title.
“Call me Sol.”
“But...”
Milia fidgeted. It was one thing to call him by his name when they were alone and making love but here? In front of everyone?
“Call me Sol.”
He grinned and looked as she fidgeted before sighing in defeat. “S-Sol... Kuh. Your Highness, I believe the restriction of our realm is useless for you. After all, you cannot lower the strength of your body.”
Milia spoke so fast one would think that she was rapping. Sol laughed out loud at her cute reactions but the problem she pointed out was indeed real.
“Well, we will deal with this as we go.”
He shrugged, “Anyway. Rule one... Avoid one-shotting everything. Rule two... No honorifics.”
He said so as he looked pointedly at Milia and Setsuna.
“There, I will just be Sol. Okay?”
They looked aside but nodded nonetheless.
“Any other rules?”
“No. We are going to have fun. So now this brings to the heart of the matter.”
He coughed a little, “Persephone, will you play the role of the navigator?”
It was shameful to say but... out of all those presents, the only one who had truly roamed outside of the capital was Persephone.
Persephone giggled. She knew that something like this would happen and was prepared for it.
“Very well. I guess we need to do one thing before anything else — Taking the adventurer test to obtain a license.”
A soft smile formed on her face. She wondered how those four people with common sense outside of the norms would fare during the test.
She spread the map and pointed at a place in the territory of the Highlands.
“Let’s go to the adventurer guild.”
This promised to be an interesting journey.
[1]: Imagine the armor of Guts from Berserk. Honestly, I wanted to make him weak in Artoria's Lancer Armor. But that one might be reserved for the war.
(AN: Vol 12 won’t be too long. I think 30-40 more or so chapters will be more than enough. Obviously, when I say this it means it won’t just be an adventure. The adventure itself is more of a way for me to show you guys the outside of the Capital and of course, have fun with the original group of girls.)